Hola. Well after reading the reviews one thing is obvious, everyone wants Rogue to kick Belladonna's butt. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, but not in this chapter…Not yet anyway. Don't fret my faithful readers, Belladonna will gat what's coming to her, but I want this story to be long. For those of you wondering about ages here they are.

Remy & Pitor: 21

Kitty: 17

Rogue: 18

Disclaimer: -closes eyes- I wish I may, I wish I might, I wish I owned the X-Men tonight. –opens eyes- Shoot! It didn't work! Ah well…

MisfitGirl13

On the Road Again

It had been over a week since Rogue received the curious letter from New Orleans. The trio that consisted of her, Kitty, and Piotr had agreed that if Remy wasn't back by then, they would 'borrow' a mini-jet and be off.

Now that she was standing outside of the mini-jet with a duffle bag in her hand, Rogue felt less than confident in their plan. There were so many things that could go wrong, and Rogue was a strong believer in Murphy's Law. (Murphy's Law states that anything that can go wrong will)

"Kit, are ya sure 'bout this?"

Kitty turned to her friend and smiled warmly.

"Like heck yes!" She saw Rogue's worried face and went on to comfort her a bit more. "Look, Rogue, don't worry. The worst that could happen is we get caught."

"That's not very reassuring Kit. Me an' you are still technically students…And Piotr's not exactly a teacher yet."

"Rogue, trust me. Like honestly what could possibly go wrong?"

She smiled as she entered the mini-jet with Rogue right behind her…What could possibly go wrong...Right?

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"HANG ON!"

Piotr yelled out as the jet started to rapidly descend. As it turned out Piotr was only vaguely aware as far as flying the jet was concerned. It had only been an hour before he lost all control and it started to fall from the sky.

Rogue held on to her seatbelt for dear life and she could see Kitty out of the corner of her eye yelling something at Piotr that sounded like, "You told me you could work this thing!"

A few horrifying minutes later they had landed in what seemed to be the middle of no where. What now?! The three managed to get out of the mangled jet and move over to a clearing. Other than a few bumps and bruises, they were all fine.

"What now, Kit?"

Rogue could feel her anger quickly rising. Kitty had claimed to "Like have everything under control." But then this happened…

Damn you Murphy whoever you are!

"Well like I guess we'll find another way to Louisiana."

"Kitty," Rogue said facing her friend, "Ah don't even know which way is South anymore."

Kitty pointed past Rogue's head and asked,

"Like isn't it that way?"

Rogue rolled her eyes and started to explain,

"Kitty, South could be that way," she pointed to her left, "Ah don't have any idea which way it is!"

"Well, then all we like need is a compass and a map."

"Kitty," Rogue said, oh how she loved to point out the obvious, "we are in the middle o' no where! How do ya expect ta find a compass or a map or anything fo' that matter?"

"Look Rogue, I'm just trying to like be optimistic here!"

"Well optimism is all fine and dandy, Kit, but it ain't gonna do us much good!"

"Neither is pessimi- pessimis- Neither are you!"

Piotr stepped in between the girls in his metal form abruptly ending the argument.

"Did you guys forget what ve are doing? We shall walk in three different directions and meet back here in one hour. If we find a map or compass bring it back with you. Kitty you walk that way," he pointed behind Kitty, "Rogue that way," he pointed in the opposite direction, "And I will walk that way. One hour and we will be back here. Understood?"

"Yeah whatever." Rogue said as she started walking.

"Thanks Pete." Kitty kissed him on the cheek before walking in her direction.

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Rogue walked and walked and walked…

She had lost count of how many steps she had taken. Was it one thousand three hundred forty-seven? No it had been more than that. Fifteen hundred maybe?

However many steps she took didn't make a difference. She hadn't come up to town and that's what she was looking for. Heck, even a little shack of a store would do. Anything! But she had yet to come across any civilization of any sort.

It depressed her. She was supposed to be saving Remy from the evil swamp witch and she might not even make it to Louisiana. She couldn't help but blame Kitty. This was all her fault…

She was just trying to help…

Rogue kept looking ahead. It was then when she noticed a small town. She could see from the flag of blue and horses that she was in Pennsylvania.

Great we got sooo far…

She found a small service store where she quickly purchased a compass and a map, no questions asked. Rogue got out of the town and started walking back. She couldn't remember how long it had been…

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Kitty sat on the ground biting her nails as Pitor [aced back and forth waiting for Rogue to return. It had been three hours and the couple was getting worried. They heard the sound of footsteps and looked up in time to see Rogue walking back towards them.

"ROGUE! Like where the heck were you?"

Rogue looked surprised at her friend's question.

"Ah was out getting' a compass and a map where were you?"

"You found the things we needed?"

Piotr asked before Kitty could respond and start another argument.

"Yeah. Ah have them right here."

She handed Piotr the map and compass and he went over to the crashed mini-jet.

"This is good. I can fix the jet and with the map and compass we will be in New Orleans in no time at all."

"Y'all can fix this? Ya can barley fly it."

"After what happened, I believe I am better prepared."

Rogue nodded her head and took a seat next to Kitty. She watched as Piotr worked on the jet.

The sooner he gets it working the better…I got a Swamp Rat to save.

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So ends chapter 5. In chapter 6 I think they should get there and we may find out more about Remy's past. Remember to review and I'll update as soon as I can! Til next time,

MisfitGirl13