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Get Rogue,

Chapter Five

Gambit was not about to go down that easily. It was going to take a hell of a lot more than a muscle head to take him. Better mutants than him had tried. Charging the handcuff keys that he still had in his hand, he threw them at Blockbuster. It provided the distraction he was looking for. As soon as it exploded he and Rogue were free from his grasp.

Picking up a few small pieces of the wreckage, he started to randomly charge and fling each of them at Blockbuster hoping to keep the large mutant down, jerking Rogue around in the process as if he had completely forgotten of her presence. Harpoon was going to have none of that. Throwing another one of his slay spears which Rogue and Gambit narrowly managed to dodge, it created another explosion that brought all quarrelling mutants off their feet.

Rogue was really getting tired of all the fighting especially since she was basically a sitting duck between the testosterone filled mutants who were trying to out-due one another. Tugging off the glove of her free hand, Rogue managed to touch Blockbuster face, him being the closest one to her.

Getting to his feet, Harpoon grabbed a small remote from his pocket. This should've been the first thing he had done, but in his haste to contain the traitor and the prisoner he had completely forgotten about it. With a twisted gleam in his eyes, he pushed one of the many buttons. The effects were immediate.

Rogue and Gambit instantaneously felt the difference. For Gambit, the object he had been charging stopped radiating the customary magenta hue of his usual kinetic energy. He could no longer feel the familiar hum of his powers nor could he tell what any of the others were feeling; it was all very distorting for him. Rogue no longer felt Blockbuster's incredible strength or his troublesome psyche that had been attempting to take over. She couldn't feel anyone else's psyche for that matter. The silence unnerved her.

"Missing something," Harpoon gloated. Taking a step closer to the powerless mutants he continued to taunt. "Without your powers you two are helpless. What a shame Gambit. Sinister had such high…"

Without thinking, both Rogue and Gambit slammed their chained firsts into Harrpoon's face. He was out like a light. Just because they didn't have their powers didn't mean they were helpless.

Hurriedly, Gambit started to drag Rogue to the nearest exit that he knew of. Though Harpoon had gone down easily enough, he doubted how long they could last against the others without their powers, and there was no telling when either of the two would wake up. They'd gotten lucky that he had underestimated them but he knew Harpoon would not make the same mistake twice.

"Whoa, slow down Cajun," Rogue yelled, unwilling to let herself be dragged any longer.

Grudgingly stopping, Gambit turned to her. "In case y' haven't noticed petite, we're surrounded and without our powers. We need to get out now while we can."

Glaring, she shot back. "Well don't you have the key?"

"Had," He lightly replied, as he started to pull her down the hall again.

"Had? What do you mean had," Rogue all but shouted, fuming at the idiot's mistake.

"Quiet petite," Gambit shushed her as he drew her closer to him, pressing them both against the wall. Taking a moment to peek around the corner, he went on, "Now's not really the time for such trivial things."

Rogue gave him a dirty look as she deadpanned, "Yah blew it up didn't yah."

Sending her a charming smile that would have left any other girl speechless and red as a tomato, Gambit took off around the corner, a reluctant Rogue in tow.

"You're a thief ain't yah? Can't yah pick it?"

"That I am cherie." He threw her a wink, not once missing a beat of his senseless flirting. "But non. Sinister designed these things himself and not even a skilled thief such as moi could pick it."

About to start protesting again, Rogue suddenly crashed into Gambit's back as he came to an abrupt stop. Leering at his back, she was ready about to chew him out when he swiftly and smoothly turned to face her and placed a hand over mouth, causing her to flinch back though his hand seemed unwilling to leave her face. Without a single word he slipped his free hand into one of the inner pockets of his trench coat that was still around her shoulders.

Rogue was frozen to her spot. Nobody stood this close to her, ever and any words that had been on the tip of her tongue was swallowed back, tongue and all. She could even feel his calloused fingertips touching the smooth skin of her cheek. He was so close that she could smell him again (no guy should smell that good) and hear his heart beating. She was sure hers was about to explode.

Thankfully she was pulled away from such things as she felt a well-known sensation. It was the all too familiar feeling of someone entering her mind. Forcing up the shields Xavier had taught her to make, Rogue could feel them being torn down just as quickly as she had built them. Seconds later the presence was gone and Rogue was all alone in her mind again. A still foreign concept to her.

It was then that she finally noticed that Gambit held her hand in his, actual skin on skin contact and that he had slipped a plain gold ring on her finger. He was wearing one similar to hers.

Confused, Rogue was about to question him when he beat her to it, answering her unasked question. "It's a psi-shield petite. Strong enough to keep any and all telepaths out of our minds."

"Great Cajun." She gave him a fake smile before turning the tides on him. This time it was her dragging him down the hall, only in the opposite direction he had been going.

"The exit is in the opposite direction cherie." He yanked her to another stop.

"Mah name is Rogue, Gumbo and there's something ah have to check out in this direction," She retorted. The guy was so dang aggravating. Even when she was mad at Bobby her accent never flared that bad before.

He raised an eyebrow incredulously. "Check out? Didn't y' hear me earlier. We have no powers, we're surrounded by Sinister's people here, and there's no telling if Blockbuster or Harpoon have woken up yet. We need to get going."

He made to start pulling her back in the opposite direction but Rogue held her ground. Frustrated, Gambit let a string of French curses leave his mouth.

"Yah kiss yah mother with that mouth bayou boy."

Momentarily stunned, he focused on their situation at hand. "Don't be so stubborn femme. We need to get going while we can."

"Listen Gambit, first of all ah need to go the other way. Second, Sinister obviously knows we're trying to escape and he probably knows which way yah plan on going. And thirdly, we could find a key for these handcuffs, the ones that yah can't pick." Rogue raised their handcuffed hands up to emphasize her point. When he didn't reply, she started to lead him in the direction she believed Emma to be in.

They had been wandering around Sinister's lab for over ten minutes now and Gambit was starting to get on edge especially without his powers and his coat, the only things he ever truly relied on. His cards which were always his saving grace were now useless and he was stuck with an X-Man. The only plus was that they had yet to run into any of the Marauders, not to mention she had a very nice backside.

"Y' lost cherie?"

"Ah know where ah'm goin Cajun," She stubbornly replied, before taking a second to look down two hallways, unsure whether to go left or right.

"Y' could tell me what y'r lookin for. I have been here before."

She sent him a glare before snidely replying, "Yeah well ah wouldn't be if it weren't for you."

He shrugged his shoulders, like kidnapping her had been no big deal. "What's done is done mon cherie? Y' really shouldn't hold grudges or frown like that, it'll leave wrinkles."

"Shut it Cajun."

"Only trying to be helpful here petite. Y' look a lil' lost."

"Well you're not and ah'm not lost."

"I'm just saying that y' look lost."

"Ah said shut it." She whirled around, facing him as she prodded a finger on his chest.

"Y'r kinda cute when y'r angry, y' know." Gambit smirked, enjoying agitating her further.

Rogue groaned in frustration. Turning back around, she continued her search, trying to ignore her unwanted companion. They were deep in enemy territory, and bickering like they were was a sure way of getting themselves killed.

"There's no need to be so embarrassed. I know it's not every day that y' get complimented on by a guy such as moi."

"Good lord, ah just had to be stuck with Mr. Humility didn't ah." She resisted the urge to bury her head in her hands.

"I'll have y' know that y' should consider y'rself lucky. There be a lotta girls out there who'd gladly switch places with y' in a second. Not that I'd let them mind you," He added as an afterthought as he towered over her.

"Well next time why doncha try to get stuck with one of them." She shot back, rolling her eyes in the process. "And ah know these cuffs don't allow us a lot of space, but back off will yah."

"Don't try to be so coy cherie. Y' know y' like having me this close to y'." He draped an arm around her shoulder as he whispered his next words in her ear. "The chemistry between us be astounding, non?"

"Non is correct." Rogue glared at him, forcibly removing his arm. "Next time yah feel the need to speak, don't."

"Mebbe next time I'll just…" He started to whisper in her ear again until he caught a flash of movement from the corner of his eyes. That not being the only thing he noticed, Gambit hastily swept Rogue and himself into an empty room.

The lights were off and Rogue could not see a thing in the darkness. With Gambit's hand over her mouth (again much to her chagrin) to keep her from yelling at him, Rogue had to mentally will herself from acting impulsively.

Faintly she could hear her heartbeat picking up again. It wasn't necessarily Gambit that had her heart racing (or at least that's what she told herself), but the fact that they were making so much skin to skin contact. She barely knew the guy and from what she did know of him, she knew he was a person she did not want to keep company with. Mutant traitors who went against their own were the worst type of people. Even lower than Magneto. He at least aimed to help mutants.

When they heard the sound of whomever's footsteps fade away completely, the two finally came out of their hiding spot but not before taking a cautious look to see if they were truly alone.

Satisfied that they were alone, Rogue continued her trudge down the hall. The next room they came across, Rogue allowed a small smile of victory on her face as she finally found the room she had been looking for.

"Oh man, oh man we are do dead. And that's if we're lucky, which we never are," Bobby was ranting in the War Room, had been for the last half-hour.

"When Logan finds out about this, he is going to do so much worse than kill us."

Throwing a pen at him, Kitty snapped, "Get a grip Bobby! I'm the one who hacked into S.H.I.E.L.D. anyways."

"That may be but it was my idea and that's enough of a reason for Logan," He countered. He was fidgeting now. If there was one thing Bobby tried to avoid, it was punishment from Wolverine.

"Bobby, I barely hacked into S.H.I.E.L.D. and they've been here long before that. They're probably here for a different reason."

Before Bobby could retort, Sam interrupted the two for the second time that day.

"Alright, ah got Paige, Megan, and Tildie ready to go. Have y'all heard anything from the others?"

"Thank God Logan hasn't answered his communicator," exclaimed Bobby.

"Grow up Ice-Boy." Kitty rolled her eyes at Bobby before turning her attention to Sam. "I'm still trying to get a hold of Storm. We had brief contact earlier but Forge was still messing with that part of the Blackbird."

As if on cue, Storm's face appeared on one of the monitors.

"Status report Shadowcat?" Though it sounded as a request, Kitty knew it was anything but. It was an order that demanded an answer now.

"They're still out there. According to Paige who was the first to spot them, they've been there since you guys left. I was able to infiltrate one of their vans earlier with assistance from Pixie and we were able to determine it is indeed S.H.I.E.L.D. They're monitoring the whole mansion but we are safe in the lower levels."

"Anything else."

"Actually yeah there is. Before I was forced out of S.H.E.L.D.'s database I caught site of a warrant in the process for Xavier Institute. It's only a matter of time before they come barging in."

"My goddess. On what grounds?"

"Sorry but I wasn't able to access that." Kitty sent her an apologetic smile. "But I was able to get some information over Deadpool and the others."

"It's alright Kitty, you've already done a fine job." Storm gave her a warm smile despite the tense situation. "Listen up you three this is what I want you to…"

"Hey where's Wolverine," Bobby interrupted.

Sending him a glare, she nonetheless answered. "Wolverine is out hunting Mystique. Now I want you to put the mansion in lockdown, set it to deacon five. Don't forget to make sure the professor is in stable condition. Take the emergency exit to the meeting point. Be there in fifteen."

"Where are we going," Sam asked.

"Kurt is arranging that as we speak. Don't forget, fifteen minutes."And with that the screen went black.

Emma was lying on a small cot, apparently asleep. She was wearing the same scrubs as Rogue that had to be the first time she had ever seen the White Queen so unkempt. She felt she had to savor the moment. No doubt Kitty and Jean would also take immense pleasure at the sight.

As Gambit and Rogue stepped forward, Emma suddenly spoke, "Back so soon Sage? Don't you ever get tired of this same old routine? Just because he put me back together doesn't mean I'm going to word for that pathetic excuse for a mutant."

"And here ah thought you'd be glad to see me Emma. At least for you being stuck here for as long as you have," Rogue tauntingly teased. Normally she would've placed her hands on her hips also, but she didn't want the thief's hand anywhere near her lower anatomy.

Emma bolted right up off the small cot. Of all the people she was expecting to see, Rogue was definitely the last. With her was the thief that Logan had told them about, Gambit. Surprisingly she was wearing his coat over similar scrubs, and they were standing very close together. Too close together. Something she learned from her time at the mansion was that the Rogue never did get within arm's length of anyone with the exception of Logan, and even that was even when she was in a good mood.

"So you were captured by Sinister also." She walked closer to the wall of her glass cell.

"How could you tell," Rogue sarcastically muttered as she took a look around the room, searching for anything that could help them get her out, and especially a key for their handcuffs.

"So what's with the thief? Don't tell me he's part of the X-Men now."

At that both Gambit and Rogue let out a snort in disbelief.

"As if. Logan has orders to attack him on sight."

"Really now," Emma spoke in a tone as if she didn't quite believe her. "You two surely seem awfully close for someone on Logan's hit list. Don't tell me Wolvie's little Roguie has been getting chummy with the enemy, again."

"See cherie, even she can see it. The chemistry between us is electrifying."

"How many times do ah have to tell yah to shut is Cajun." Rogue sent him a glare before settling it on Emma. "It's not like that Emma. It's the idiot's fault ah'm even here."

As further proof, Rogue showed off their handcuffed hands.

"This is his fault too."

"At that Emma started to laugh. "Oh my, this is just too rich."

"Hey do you wanna get out of here or not," Rogue snapped, starting to wonder what possessed her to help out the White Queen in the first place.

"Yea well you're doing such a great job of it so far. Can't the lowly thief use his powers?" Emma shot him a look.

Gambit bristled at her condescending attitude. Even Rogue felt somewhat annoyed at the way Emma spoke down to him. That woman certainly had a lot of nerve.

"These cuffs aren't just for looks Emma. They're blockin our powers," She defended him before adding, "What about you, White Queen? Thought a telepath of such high ranking or that's what you say, would have gotten herself out of here by now."

"These walls aren't just for show either Rogue. I'm surprised the two of you have managed to elude Sinister in his domain, defenseless," Emma mocked.

Ignoring her comment, Rogue continued her search, though her fists were tightly clenched at her sides. She soon found what she had been looking for. It was a strange looking key that looked just like the ones that had originally belonged to their handcuffs, only bigger in size. Hurriedly she let Emma out of her prison.

Gambit watched her as she did all of this. He was mildly surprised that any of Sinister's people would just leave the key lying casually out like that. They were supposed to be kept on their person at all times.

Strutting out the cell as if she owned the place, Emma looked more like the women Rogue was used to.

"Let's get out of this hellhole now, shall we," Emma stated as she took the lead and led them out the doorway and down the hallway, Rogue and Gambit having no choice but to follow.

It wasn't long before they ran into trouble which stood in the form as Archangel, formerly Angel and before that Warren Worthington the third.

Instantly rockets were shot at them and both Gambit and Rogue tried to shield their bodies behind Emma's as she transformed into her diamond form. Luckily neither southerner was hit.

"You're going to have to do better than that Warren darling," Emma taunted, reverting back so she could penetrate his mind.

Warren grunted in pain as he fell to his knees. All the commotion brought Riptide and soon shurikens were flying everywhere.

Back to her diamond form, Emma shouted out as she approached Sinister's subordinate, "You two get out now! Take a left down the hallway and keep heading straight. You'll see a door at the end of the hallway. That'll get you out of here."

"But what about you? Emma!" Rogue yelled back in protest, Gambit was already pulling her away from the fight.

"Relax Rogue. There is no way I'm going back into that cell. And besides, there was a reason why I became the White Queen." Emma sent her a confident smirk and Rogue knew that she was going to be okay.

TBC