A/N: ok I didn't have a direct idea for this chapter!! I wrote the first things that came to mind and I still think it's weird. Any way I added some thing in this chap that wasn't in the others. Are you ready for it? I mad Kurt and Kitty boy friend and girl friend. Now some of you will be happy about that but I'm still strictly against it. I 'still' and always 'will' like Kitty and Piotr together but that's just me. Ok and I wrote this while I was bored in tech ed class and at home while I was suppose to be writing a project so if I fail at least some one will be happy. Oh one more thing it's a sappy chapter so I'm sorry about that. Also I wrot this pretty fast after my last on but I don't care. I like writing this story!!! Any way one with the chapter…

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Chapter 4: Never Wanna Let Go

The kettle whistled as the steam roes from the spout. Rogue turned her attention back to the mug she had put down on the counter. She ran fer index figure around the rim a couple times before picking it up and walking back over to the little silver kettle. After scooping a few spoons full of hot chocolate mix in to her navy blue mug as picked up the kettle. Maybe in was she was lost in though or the fact it was quarter past one in the morning but Rogue couldn't keep her mind on what she was doing. Rogue shock her head. She relived she was holding the kettle over her mug but nothing was coming out. She removed the lid and looked inside.

"Shit!" The once boiling water was now frozen solid. "Not again." Things like this had been happening on and off for the past two months. The professor though that her mutation was maturing and she would be able to use other people powers at will and not just for the short time after absorbing them. But at that moment Rogue couldn't care less what it was. Rogue turned her back to the mug and kettle and leaned on the counter crossing her arms, head down, eyes closed. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked up. She faced the brightly coloured calendar that hung on the wall. November 11th. Rogue signed deeply and looked back down at the tiled kitchen flooring. Her mind was distracted. She would zone out for long periods of time, no matter where she was. He brain was rapped around one thing, one time, one moment in time with one person. The kiss, about 9 days ago, those few seconds of pure bliss. Her mind replayed every thing that happened that day. Remy, Julien, the kiss, Logan finding her lying next to his sleeping form in the park shortly after. He didn't even ask what happened. Thank god. She didn't want to explain or could for that matter. The long and the short of it all is, after Remy woke up he smiled, apologized and saying thank you a million times – just to be polite – and left with out a look back. She felt horrible. It wasn't like she did any thing wrong but because she maybe sort of liked him. It was just a small heartbreak.

Rogue rubbed her sleepy eyes. She wasn't able to sleep for long in the past 9 days. Every time she fell a sleep her dreams replayed that kiss. She was tired, cranky, and was going to kill some one if she didn't get over this soon. Her leg hardly wanted to hold her up. Besides danger room training she had been going on 3 to 4 hour walks around town in an attempt of finding Remy. But she knew he was gone. She knew he was going to leave once he woke up, she knew all along. Auburn mixed with white curls fell into her face. She blow the strands in an attempted to move them but they just fell back into place. She reached into her sweat pant pocket and pulled out a small hair elastic. Reaching behind her head and pulled her long hair into a low ponytail. Taking a deep breath in Rogue leaned back on the counter. But not for long before she let out a sharp gasp and fell back through the counter. Eyes wide Rogue sat up straight on the floor.

"Damn it Kitty." Her little friend sat on her knees before her. "What the fuck is you problem?" Rogue continued pulling her sleeves down over her naked hands.

"Sorry you were like not listening to me." She said pushing back her hair. Rogue looked away for a second. "Is every thing ok Rogue?" Rogue looked back at Kitty.

"Sure." She said shrugging. Kitty cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. Rogue signed again. "Maybe I'm just tired." Kitty nodded. "And I just wanted some time to my self."

"Rogue, you're always by you self."

"So? I prefer it that way." Rogue realised the rude tone in her voice but said nothing. Kitty's smile fell and she stood up.

"Sorry for bothering you then." She said then left the room. The sound of her feet padding on the floor died away leaving Rogue in silence. She pulled her legs up to her body and sat for a moment.

"Good going Rogue." She told her self finally. Pushing up her sleeves she stood up. Rogue brushed a hand over her check and noticed she was crying. She looked down at her hand. The little streaks of moisture dried fast but she could feel most tires trickling down her face. Now way was she crying? Her mind wandered back to Remy. Why? Why couldn't she just forget about it? He left he's not coming back. It was like it never 'really' happened. But it was like she had known him forever. After all she knew his memories, feelings, and thoughts. But she didn't get any of him power when she absorbed him. Oh well. Rogue again fell to her knees. Her hands had rapped around her body. Heavy tires poured down her face. Her sight was blurred; her head had started to throb painfully. Soon pain and sleep took over and she blacked out falling on her side.

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Rogue shot up breathing hard. Looking around she noticed she was in the med bay.

"Just a dream." She breathed. With a sigh she calmed down. A noise from the other room caught her attention. After a moment a puff of smock row beside her and Kurt popped out of nowhere.

"Rogue you're awake." He cried slamming his hands down on the bed.

"Yeah, what's up?" She asked rubbing her temple in confusing.

"Oh not much, but you up that great." There was surprise and joy in his voice.

"Again yeah…why? How long was I out?"

"Well Logan brought you down here after finding out passed out in the kitchen. And that was about three days ago."

"Three days ago?" Rogue said raising an eyebrow but still staying calm.

"Are you hungry?" Rogue looked at him then nodded her head. She really wasn't but it was of him to ask. " 'K, be right back." Then he vanished in another puff of weird coloured smock. Along again. She liked it. She wanted it that way. It had to be that way.

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Remy stood out side the mansion gate. He looked through the bars, and then shock his head.

"Why the hell am I here?" He asked out load. He had seen Rogue out walking every day and wanted to say some thing to her but couldn't. Not after what he did. How would she react? It was weird. He never cared so much about what a girl thought about him. The past three days he hadn't seen her. What she ok? He hadn't seen Julien for the past week either. Had he finally given up? After all this time…not likely! Remy sigh and turned to walk away. Maybe it would be better if he just left. She probably doesn't think of him, not like he thinks of her. When he was awake she crowded hid thoughts and when he was asleep she haunted his dream. And it was obvious that his dreams weren't exactly 'G' rated. May be it would be better to just for get and move on. But a little voice in the back of his head told him to stay. Even just for one more day. Just until you see her once more. Just once. That was all he wanted…wasn't it? As he walked a way he decided some thing. I wasn't going to leave before he found out how she felt even if it meant getting his heart broken. He was going to ask her and he wasn't going to wait any longer even if he had to break in to that place and find her. Was he crazy enough to do it? Answer, yes.

"Crazy? Yes I am."

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"Thank you Kurt." Rogue said after finishing off her English muffin.

"No problem. I just wanted to help."

"You're the only one that's come to see me. Where is every one else?"

"Well that's a long story."

"I'm obviously not going any where." He laughed.

"Well Jean and Scott went off for their one year anniversary thing, the prof, Ororo and Hank had their meeting in Washington, uhm Logan and the newbies are off training, Kitty ran off again and I don't know where she is." His face fell.

"Kurt?" He lifted his head.

"She hates me doesn't she?"

"Why would she?"

"She's voiding me for some reason."

"Kurt you're her boyfriend. For god sack ask her what's up."

"I would I knew where she was." Rogue's nose twitched. She turned her head and sniffed the air. Kurt watched curiously. Rogue shot him a look of predictability.

"She's in her room." Kurt's eyes widened.

"How to you know?" Rogue shrugged. And in a puff he was gone.

Not being able to stay in bed any longer Rogue got up and walked out of the room. She wanted different cloths, and a shower. But not wanting to disturb whatever conversation Kurt and Kitty were having she went in to Jean's room. She wasn't there so she probably wouldn't mind if Rogue barrowed a sweater or some thing. She wandered over to Jean's closet and looked through the close. No – no – no…did Jean have nothing plain. Every thing in her closet was other an ugly colour, formal, or have a weird pattern. Rogue closed the closet door and walked over to her dresser. She looked through the articles of clothing. Maybe – no – no…yes. Rogue pulled out dark purple sweater. She slipped it on to see how it fit her. Surprisingly well in fact. It was plain purple, no pattern, the neck folded over her shoulders, it showed off some skin, but just her neck. The long sleeves where long enough to cover her hands so there was no need for gloves right now. Her pants matched the sweater though, dark green plaid with a dark purple top. Not bad…not Rogue but not bad. She slipped it off and headed for the bathroom for that shower.

She lowered her head to her chest letting the hot water flow down her body. She felt so relaxed. She felt the soap slide off her arms and legs landing with a little splat on the shower floor. Never had a shower felt so good to her. Lifting her head she ran her figures through her wet hair letting the rest of the shampoo wash out. Then she relived how long she had been standing there, almost an hour and a half. Well she should get out soon but she really didn't want to. Wait what time was it. She though about it… she didn't know. Shutting off the water she stepped out of the shower. A shiver ran through out her body when she came out into the cold air of the bathroom. She dried off slowly and got dressed. She left her hair the way it was. There wasn't any point in brushing it. She turned to leave but then say some thing. She looked back into the mirror. She didn't have any make up on.

"Damn." Now she really didn't look like her self. But she kind of liked it. She picked up the brush changing her mind and brushed her hair down. She let it hang in her face and eyes. If she didn't have make up at least she could pull off the drown rat look. She smiled at her reflection before leaving. Rogue walked through the halls. Strange no one was around. She passed a room the door was open. No one was inside but she saw that the sun as barely out. So I couldn't have been that late after all. 6:00 or 7:00 max. She kelp walking and still didn't find any one. She made her way down stairs and soon found her self in the kitchen. Rogue looked around and saw that some one had fond her book bag. Logan probably. She looked inside and found the book she had been reading earlier that month.

"Well nothing better to do." She left the kitchen and went into the living room. She sat on the window seat, pulled her feet up and started to read. Rogue sat for a long time. An hour or two she lost track of the time. The story took over her imagination. The vivid details of vampires and hunters filled her head. Rogue's ears perked up at a sound coming from out side the window. She sat for a moment not sure what it was. Rogue stared out the first floor window. Suddenly she jumped when she saw a small black blur run under the high set window. She sat still not able to move. 'What was that?' She thought to her self. She slowly got up still facing the window half expecting some thing to jump out at her. She laughed nervously at her self.

"Just my imagination." She told herself dropping the book on to the seat.

"Not entirely." Rogue spun around but didn't get a look at who was behind her. But that voice. Damn that voice. The second she turned her eyes widened as she felt a pair of soft lips on hers. Her eyes slowly closed. But she soon pushed back and fell to the floor panting. What just happened? Not thing happened. But how was the possible? The person before her knelt down next to her Rogue looked up at them. A smile crossed her face as she saw his face in the lamplight. God he was hot.

"Remy?"

"Scared you?"

"Yes very but… that's not it…" She trailed off.

"Then what is?" He placed a hand on her shoulder. Rogue looked down at his hand. His hands were gloved but he just kissed her. He touched her skin.

"How did you just touch me just now?"

"I don't know." Remy confessed. "I know how your powers work up to a limit. Is there some thing else?"

"No you should be out cold." She straightened up on her knees in front of him.

"Then how am I sitting here?"

"I think it's because I wasn't thinking about it. I didn't know you were there so nothing might have happened. Or some thing like that." Remy cocked his head to the side. He looked at Rogue. Her curly hung in her face hiding her face from him. He reached out and moved her hair out of the way so he could see her. The sigh he saw took his breath away. Her clear pail skin shimmered in the light, smooth pink full lips, and bright lively eyes with long thick lashes. She was a vision. With out the makeup she could stop men in their tracks. "What?" Remy blinked. Had he been staring?

'Oh god.' He though. "Rogue…chere…I uhm…" Rogue looked at him eagerly. He didn't know what to say.

"Yes?"

"I-I…" He looked from her to his hands and back again. "I wanted to tell you some thing."

"And I wanted to ask you some thing."

"Then by all mean ladies first." He said giving her a charming smile. She rolled her eyes.

"Fine. What are you doing here? I figured you would have left by now."

"Yeah about that. You see…I was going to leave but I couldn't before I …" He was cut off by Rogue's lips on his. She pulled back slowly.

"I could have guessed. I did get you thoughts last time remember."

"How could I forget? But how…just no?"

"Don't ask…because I can't give you and answer." He took that as a good enough reason. He placed his arms around her back, his hands gently stocking up and down her spine. Rogue's hand snaked up around his neck and into his hair. Remy's hold was stronger then Rogue's. His was passionate, protective, and possessive. Hers' more tender, soft, but very seductive. He pulled her close to him, lifting her into his lap. Rogue blinked a few times not sure what to do. But before she could do any thing he had her in a passionate kiss.

Slowly breaking away Rogue asked, "I suppose now you're going to leave." Her voice was sad. Remy never want to hear that tone again. He pulled her in to an embrace and spoke into her hair,

"Never."

"So you're…"

"Staying."

"Where?"

"Any where you need me."

"Remy…"

"Yes?"

"I-I." Rogue started to cry slightly. "I think…I know…" Remy looked down at her. He smiled.

"I love you chere." Rogue smiled at this statement. Such a clear happy smile that Remy's heart almost stopped.

"I love you to." And in a second they clung to each other never wanting to let go.

(Until they where pride out of each others cold dead arms!!)