Read me -> -> A/N: ok people I started writing this…. about two minutes after I got back from seeing Pirates of the Caribbean 3 at worlds end on opening night! Squeee!!! And I finished…the next day…it took along time to write. Ok so this chapter is …uhm what's the word…takes place (that's it) on the same day as the last one…you probably would have guessed that any way and If you didn't guess you would have figured it out since it says bellow this. So by now you're probably saying to your self, "what's so important about this particular Authors Notes, isn't it the same as the last one?" well you're only half right. Yes, it's just another Authors Notes but this one is special, why? Because not only am I telling you that this chapter contains some very special info for you but it also will make you hate me…and trust me, hate me you will. So, I say Read and Review and let the yelling come. I look for ward to your hate mail. So get on with it read the damn chapter. And comment on it or I will be very unhappy.

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Chapter10: Seeing Things (OMG double digit chapter aha!)

Still day 1, Thursday November 30th

After having to sit though a very embarrassing interrogation with the Professor, Wolvie, and Storm, Rogue finally found time to take a nice long shower and get dressed in something…. more her. After throwing around a couple of things she eventually put on: dark washed distressed jeans tucked into a pair of well used black combat boots, a slightly tight dark green hoody with a black tank top underneath, and two black studded belts slung over her hips giving her the gunslinger look from an old Western movies. The last thing she did was applied her make up, the regular dramatic eyes with some dark lip colour, pulled on her black gloves and then ran out of her room. It was still early in the day; every one was staying home from school today after what happened the other night. Everyone was other not talking or locked in a room somewhere. Rogue was one of the worst ones hit. There was Jean of course who had lost Scott and who had taken to living in her room for the rest of her life, there was Alex, Scott's brother who was called just a couple hours ago and told of the event, and then there was Rogue. She had lost not one but two people close to her. Scott, former crush and very dear friend, and Remy, love of her life, the only person who seemed to have understood her. He had gotten past her aggressive and snippy exterior and found her soft and loving core, her heart. The one thing she tried to hide from the world. To show compassion was weakness and to her, weakness was one thing she could not have.

Rogue stormed though the hall towards the kitchen violently wiping the tears that were stinging her eyes. She passed and glanced into the rec room when she passed by. She smudged another tear off her cheek with her palm and walked in. Inside sitting in the middle of the sofa was Kitty and Kurt. They just sat there staring out the window. Kitty's head on Kurt's shoulder, his arm holding her close to him. Rogue sniffed and whispered a 'Hello'. They didn't turn their heads, didn't notice one bit. Rogue walked over and sat down slowly on the other side of Kurt. She then became aware of Kitty's crying and Kurt's glazed eyes. Not entirely sure of what really to do Rogue just leaned over and rested her head on Kurt's free shoulder and sat quietly with them.

Silence continued to fill the room and it was starting to get very uncomfortable. Rogue closed her eyes and took a deep breath in. Kurt moved and put an arm around his sister's shoulder in an attempt to lull her into a sense of security. Familiarity struck Rogue like a ton of bricks and she clamped her eyes shut tightly. Rogue had been in this type of serene moment before and she new where…

Flash Back

Rogue popped her head into Remy's room and found him sitting on his bed reading. He looked up at her and smiled sweetly as she walked over to him with an all but innocent look in her eyes and a coy smile playing her lips.

"Hello chere, and what do I owe the honour of your delightful company."

"What a girl can't stop by to chat with her boyfriend?" She said pouting her lips in a playful manner. Remy laughed and tucked his book over on the bedside table then moved over so she could sit down next to him. Rogue cuddled up to him and curled her legs up under her.

"It's late chere, shouldn't you be in bed like a good little girl?" Remy asked. Rogue sat up and turned to look at him, a slight frown on her face.

"Who are you my father? I swear Rem-" The scolding was cut short by Remy pressing his lips to hers, hard. Rogue was taken aback for a moment but soon recovered, and found herself lightly brushing his cheekbones with the tips of her figures as she kissed him back. Remy's one hand traced Rogue's spine as the other was tangled up in her thick hair. Rogue let out a soft whimper. Just that, the small noise almost made Remy lose all control, but he didn't. He pulled back and gazed at her though half open eyes. She returned his intent look and smiled. Remy lend back on one elbow and smiled his cocky smile. Rogue lay down again and nuzzled his neck. She closed her eyes and felt Remy put a strong arm around her shoulders and for a moment, all she was aware of was Remy. Just being there with her, holding her.

After was could have been hours or minutes Rogue opened her eyes and lifted her head. She looked up to see Remy open one eyes and look as he playfully.

Rogue looked away for a moment blushing before saying, "I should get going." Both of Remy's eyes snapped open and a look of disappointment clouded his expression.

"Are you sure?" He asked hoping she would stay a bit longer.

"Yeah I have class to tomorrow and I should get some sleep now so I don't fall asleep in class." Rogue replied giving a small giddy laugh. Remy smiled back excepting her answer and letting her out of his hold. Rogue pulled herself off his bed and walked over to the door. She smiled back one last time before leaving.

End Flash Back

Rogue's eyes snapped open and she sat bolt upright. Kurt's arm fell off of her and he looked over at her for the first time. She started breathing franticly and bit her lip to stop any pre-crying chocks.

"Rogue are you ok?" Kurt crocked softly. Rogue shock her head standing up quickly, then stumbled out of the room as tears streamed down her face. This time her tears were of guilt. It was her fault Remy was no longer there with her. He should be there, right there beside her holding her hand. But he wasn't and it was because she was blinded by fear. And now she didn't know where he was, if he was ok, or if he was wondering if she was ok. After what she had done, had said, why would he care? How could he? She cocked on tears and ran. Ran where? She didn't care. It was only when she ran into someone that she stopped. She looked up to find Ororo looking down at her with sad eyes. Rogue tried to speak but found no strength to. She finally broke down and fell to the floor crying. Storm knelt down on the floor next to Rogue and took her in her arms like Rogue was a small child that had just fallen off her first bicycle. Rogue didn't care or even notice, she just continued to cry.

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Noon, New Orleans

In a small out door café Remy sat at a table with a woman he had known for most of his life. Belladonna. For the past fifteen minutes the woman's mouth had not stopped moving, she kept blabbing on about something he didn't give a damn about. At times he'd nod respectfully and face a smile. But in his mind he figured that suicide would be a better way to past the time then talk to this lady. He knew he should try to pay attention to what she was saying but just wasn't up for it. Remy leaned back in his chair fingering him coffee cup.

"Don't you find that a bit rude? I mean he was all…" Belle went on and Remy nodded again as he pushed up his sleeve a bit more. New Orleans was normally pretty worm bit this was the end of November and it was still hot, he took it as a sign of an early apocalypse or one last heat wave before winter.

"Oh, Remy I'm so glad you're bad," Belle said and Remy tuned back in on the conversation. "You know I've missed you so much, I'm so happy you decided to come back to me."

Remy put on another face smile and said, "It was…one of my better choices." Belle squealed and reached over and squeezed his free hand. What Remy had said was true. He had done some pretty stupid things back in the day. Like the time when he was ten and he and hid brother thought it would be a good idea to clime to the top on an old tree in a park, Remy almost got to the top when a branch snapped under his weight and he fell out of the tree. He could have died but didn't, but he was left with a broken leg and a couple sprains.

Belle went back to her yammering, taking a second now and then to sip her tea. Remy stared down into his half empty coffee cup and sighed hopelessly. He slowly started to look up when something or rather someone caught his attention. He raised his head and looked slightly to the right of Belle, but still making it look like he was paying attention. This person that Remy had noticed looked almost identical to Rogue from the back. Same shoulder length hair, and height, she had the same curvy figure and was wearing the same type of clothes Rogue would wear. He stared hopping against the world it would be her."

"Remy are you listening to me?"

Remy continued to stare but as she turned around he knew it wasn't and what hurt was he almost convinced himself that there was a change it could have been Rogue.

"Remy!"

Remy quickly look over to see Belle glaring at him. He gave her a childlike smile and sat back.

"Did you hear a word of what I just said?"

"Sure you just said my name."

"Funny Remy. I was asking you where you had planed to take me one are honeymoon."

Obviously Remy hadn't even thought of that so thinking quickly he did the thing he was best at. Lying. "I was actually going to let you decide that chere."

Belle gave a girly giggle before saying, "You're so good you to me some times. Oh, you know where we should go? Paris! I haven't been there in ages. And maybe Rome and London." If was evident that Belle was a girl who didn't care about the price of something, if someone else was paying for it.

"Sure Belle, what ever you want."

"Oh, Remy I love you."

"Yeah, I love you to…you're…you're the only girl for me."

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Jean padded down to the kitchen and sat down at the table. She placed a framed picture out in front of her and leaned forwarded resting her chin on her hand making herself eye level with the photo. It was a photo of her and Scott taken no more then two months ago. They were sitting on a bench in the yard in late summer. They were laughing in each others arms, unaware that they had been photo graphed at all until Kitty bounded up to show them the picture on her digital camera. It was so nice jean got it developed and framed. She had kept it on her desk ever since.

Jean would have started to cry again if it weren't for an already crying Rogue being helped into the kitchen by Ororo.

"Storm? Rogue, are you ok?" Jean asked consentingly since she had never seen Rogue cry like this before.

"She'll be ok." Ororo said sweetly trying to smile and help Rogue to a seat. Rogue took a couple breaths in and calming down and soon stopped crying.

"I'm fine, really." Rogue said when the two looked to her for an answer to why she was crying.

"Really?" Jean asked?

"…. No." Rogue whispered and laid her head down on the table.

"Why were you crying?" Jean asked.

"I'm such and idiot. I could have stopped him…stopped him from leaving."

Jean looked to Ororo for a translation but got nothing.

"Now he hates me and he's never coming back." Jean finally clued in on whom Rogue was talking about and jumped up. Rogue and Ororo looked up at her in surprise.

"Come back, why the hell would he come back? This is all his fault! He killed Scott!" Jean streaked, tears streaming down her face. Rogue shot out of her chair in front of her.

"NO! No he didn't do it." Rogue said in Remy's defence. "He never would have done any thing like this. He's not that type of person."

"There's more proof against him then I don't know what. He's an ex-thief; he's evil, heartless, and he doesn't give a damn about anyone but himself!"

Rogue felt the anger boil up inside and left it out in the first way that came to mind. She reached out and struck Jean a crossed the face. Jean stumbled back from both the blow and the fact rogue never put her gloves back on. Rogue blinked, a bit dizzy and shocked that she just did that, not that she never dreamed of doing it. There where many times She wished to shock jean for one thing or another but this, this time she got what was coming to her.

"Rogue!" Ororo stated, surprised at what she just did.

"She deserved it, Remy didn't do this and you know it. Why should I let her say that about him?" Rogue yelled, forming fists and biting her lip. "No one, no one says that about him with out dealing with me!"

She then turned and ran out leaving the two women somewhat perplexed. Jean pushed the wooziness aside and stood straight up again. Finally she spoke,

"Ororo what did she mean by he didn't do it and you know it?"

"Rogue gave up proof he didn't do it and we believe her fully."

Jean looked down and sighed, "Then I'd made a big mistake."