Two chapters for the price of one… I wrote the previous chapter quite a while ago, seeing as I finished school in September and all, but my computer crashed again, we went on holiday, I had Christmas stuff to do, and I finally got back to my own original stories. Sorry about the break. I never forgot about this fanfic, tho, and I came back (hopefully until I'm finished.)  I also (finally) took the time to do more than single spacing in the lines. I can't bear to do double spacing, so I hope that 1.5 makes it easy enough to read.

Round four was fast-paced as Rogue was doing a lot of dodging, and when Rob had slowed down to a manageable speed, she saw her chance to try for a ram again. She got around behind the old man and rammed his back. Rogue fell over when Rob went flying across the room. She sat up and looked around at the startled faces of their audience. Rob had been thrown into the middle of them, and they looked from Rob to Rogue with surprised faces. The room was silent until one of the boys started clapping, and the whole audience was cheering. Rogue found that she was not happy, though. She had just used Rob's own power against him. Rob finally sat up, looking shocked, and Rogue couldn't look him in the eye. She stood up and started to move out of the circle.

"Wait!" Came Rob's voice. He ran up behind her and put a hand on her shoulder. She turned to him, but didn't look up from the floor. "How did you do that?" He asked. "For the first three rounds you were… you were weak. You could never have…"

"Do you just want a rematch?" Callie asked him.

"I can't give him a rematch." Rogue spoke softly and didn't look up. She walked out of the room quickly so that nobody else would stop her. Nobody tried to stop her, they just moved out of her way so that she could get to the door.

Rogue sat silently across from Jean and Jean watched her carefully. Callie entered the room and Rogue still didn't look up.

"Ah Callie." Jean stated. "Maybe you can tell me what happened since Rogue seems to be giving me the silent treatment.

"To tell you the truth, Jean. I'm not really sure what happened. Rogue used Rob's power in a circle spar and then she just ran off. I stayed to tell everyone else that I didn't know what was wrong with Rogue." Rogue just sat and said nothing as Callie sat down beside her on the chair. "You gotta tell us, at least what's wrong, Rogue." She told her.

"There's nothing wrong with me." Rogue answered. The room was silent as they waited for her to continue and Rogue sighed. "It's just that... using your power against another mutant is bad enough, but I was... it wasn't even my power. It was his."

"I see." Jean commented. The two girls looked at Jean as she said nothing else.

"So what are we going to do about it?" Callie asked her.

"There's nothing we can do about it." Jean replied. "Rogue is still going to feel this way no matter what I say."

"Then what do I do?"

"It's your decision to make. If you feel that using another mutant's power is wrong and you won't do it, I can't force you. I'm just going to say that it will be a lot better for all of us if you decide it's for the greater good that you learn to control this."

"Is that all you're going to say?"

"That's all."

"Can I think about it?"

Jean just nodded her answer and Rogue stood up and walked out of the room.

Rogue lay on her bed, agonising over the moral decision that was set before her. Was it right to use another mutant's power without their knowledge? She desperately wanted to know what it was that Jean thought was so important about her power, what she had seen happen that could possibly be solved by her. Surely Jean was powerful enough to do it without her. The door wasn't locked, and someone opened the door and walked in. She closed the door and Rogue could feel eyes upon her. She rolled over to look at her uninvited guest. Callie was standing by the door as she always did, just watching Rogue quietly.

"Do you want something?" Rogue asked her.

"No, I just want to be here when you make your decision."

"No words of wisdom, then?"

"Nope. I don't wanna pressure you into anything. It's your decision to make."

"Did Jean tell you to say that?"

"No, it's just something I know."

"How do you know, Callie?" Rogue sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, indicating for Callie to sit next to her. "How do we know what decision we're supposed to make and if it's the right one?"

"You just do what you feel is right, Rogue." Callie didn't move from her space near the door. "Search your heart and you'll know what is right."

"That's easy for you to say, having psychic powers makes it simple." Callie smiled.

"Not always." She commented, sitting next to Rogue. "But you can use mine if you want, if it's gonna help you to decide."

"Last time I-" Rogue cut herself off.

"Last time you saw what? Nothing that is predicted necessarily has to happen, besides; maybe you'll see something about yourself."

"Are you sure it's okay?" Rogue asked hesitantly. Callie just laughed.

"It's only okay if you want it; because I know I've had my own struggles with my power in the past."

"And you know there's nothing to be scared of now?"

"No, but maybe someday I will, just as long as you have the strength to try as well."

I might as well end the chapter there. I like where this story is going, even after my really bad chapter somewhere in the middle. I think when I'm inspired enough, I'll re-write it so it's not quite so… bad… confusing. Take your pick of words to describe how utterly pathetic the chapter was (not this one, or I'll cry :p )