(La di da di da. SO BORED! And my mouth kinda hurts cuz I had oral surgery on Thursday. So sorry I had a lapse in posts, but I'll try to stay on top of it. Maybe one-two chapters a week? This chapter will have two parts, I'd combine them, but then I only get one music lyric quote)

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Chapter 8: Permanent Part 1

Will you think that you're all alone,

When no one's there to hold your hand?

When all you know seems so far away

And everything is temporary

Rest your head

I'm permanent

- "Permanent" by David Cook

MED BAY, X-MANSION

Rogue was unconscious thanks to an IV steadily sending anesthetics into her blood stream. Dr. McCoy had been hesitant towards giving her something that strong, but she had suffered 2nd degree burns thanks to Wanda's hexes, and she couldn't sleep without it.

Kurt, Logan, John, and the Professor visited her at least twice each, curious as to when she'd wake up. Hank said he did not know, her body was weak and would need time to heal. John always brought picture books that he read and described in vivid detail to Rogue's unconscious form, explaining that it would make her feel better. Logan always sat in silence, never sure what to do because he had a hard time expressing any amount of emotion (and he was convinced that the walls had eyes that watched to see if he did anything embarrassing). Kurt just sat quietly by her bed, reading the Bible in German and occasionally singing hymns. The Professor tried to probe her mind, but she had strong mental blocks, even in this state.

Remy tried to visit her too, but Logan would growl and threaten to skin him alive and so the Cajun thief would settle for quick glances when someone entered or exited the room.

Kitty only visited once, because she was deathly afraid of hospitals and it scared her to see Rogue looking so helpless.

It had been two days since the fight, and that's when it all went wrong.

Remy awoke to the sound of shrieks and loud footsteps. He quickly got out of bed, grabbed two decks of cards and rushed out of the room he shared with John (who was taking a while to find his lucky lighter). The entire mansion was in the lobby, expecting a fight or something, but nothing came.

Logan sniffed the air, smelled blood, and sprinted to the Med Bay, with most everyone following behind.

What they found was Hank frantically checking monitors and trying to strap Rogue down as she screamed and convulsed wildly in pain.

"What the hell is happening to her Hank?!" Logan growled as he held Rogue steady so she couldn't hurt herself.

"I'm not sure! She was fine! Her vitals show no change! And she's still unconscious!"

The Professor wheeled through and placed a gentle hand on the girl's forehead.

Rogue's mind was a disaster zone. The sky was red, the streets black, and there were forms running around wreaking havoc. They were psyches, Charles Xavier was sure of it. Rogue was losing control.

He didn't see her anywhere, but he recognized so many faces. Only one psyche that he could see wasn't causing trouble. It was Kitty, and she was crying.

"Professor! Professor, you've got to, like, help Rogue! She can't control them! We're trying to help but it's too hard!" Kitty's psyche screamed, grabbing the Professor's hand and pulling him along into a dark alley.

"What is happening?"

"Rogue, like, totally can't hold us back anymore! That Wanda girl, she weakened Rogue way to much! Now all of us are free, but most of us are just destroying everything! She can't stop them!"

They reached a doorway guarded by two other psyches, Kurt and a blind woman.

"Let us through! The Professor's going to, like, help her!"

"Ja, please help mien Schweitzer!" Kurt's psyche agreed and stepped away, followed by the woman.

Kitty led Charles into a dark room. They heard whimpering and hushed voices. Kitty flipped n the lights, and a small overhead lamp illuminated the figures of a girl and Logan's psyche.

The girl was dirty, bleeding, and crying. She was hugging her knees and rocking back and forth on the ground.

"Mr. Logan! The Professor's here! He can help!"

"I don't think anyone can help Half-Pint."

The Professor wheeled over to Rogue.

"Rogue? Can you hear me?"

"Ah- Ah can hear you."

"Good, now do exactly-"

And then the door burst open and a very angry Sabertooth and Mystique charged in and shoved the Professor out of the way.

Charles gasped, and let go of Rogue's forehead.

"Chuck! What's going on?!" Logan demanded.

Rogue had stopped screaming, now only crying softly. She was still unconscious, a fact that worried Hank.

"The psyches are taking over her mind. The incident with Wanda left her unable to hold them back, and now they're causing havoc. Inside f her mind, she's being guarded by some of us, but the… less favorable psyches have broken in. It's an all out war inside her head, and if she doesn't win…" Charles Xavier said, looking down at Rogue and sighing.

Remy, having heard the Professor, grimaced. He didn't really know the girl, but he knew that she didn't deserve this.

"Den dere be un question. How we gonna' 'elp de fille?" Remy spoke. (one, girl)

"I don't know Remy, I just don't know."

(A/N: did you like it?!?!?!?! I'm working on the second part right now, so don't worry!)