A/N: The reviews have been great and very inspiring. I hope this chapter doesn't offend everyone because I am bringing up the issue of slavery, I don't want to but it is important to my story, but don't worry all of our favorite heroes and heroines are against it.

Rogue was trying very hard to keep the shocked expression from creeping onto her face. She was sitting their looking at the boy who would one day grow up to be a man that was like a father to her. She had known Logan was older then he looked but she hadn't thought this old. The little face was turned towards her silently waiting for her to say something.

"James. That's a nice name, Ah like it," was the only thing she could think of.

"Well I don't," came his terse reply, "I think it's a wussy name."

"Maybe ya got a nickname ya like better?" Rogue suggested as she tried to hide a smile at the boy's serious face.

"No. Most people call me little kid names like Jim or Jimmy. They say it fits with how small I am. One day though I'm going to be so tall and strong that everyone will be afraid of calling me Lil Jimmy. I'll have a mans name too like…like…" here he faltered since he hadn't really thought of what a "real man's" name should be.

"Like Logan?" Rogue supplied as she thought of the short gruff man she knew. Well James would get to be two out of three one day and that couldn't be bad.

He seemed to consider it a moment his whole face twisted in thought before a smile broke across it.

"Logan. I like that it sounds tuff. I think I'd like it better if you called me that," he said with the certainty all little kids seemed to have after they feel they have made an important decision, "Your alright lady, you know that. You don't think it's silly that I hate my name and don't question me about changing it. Is there a nickname you like to be called?"

Rogue did smile at this because she knew she seemed to have reached a common ground with this little version of Logan and gained his trust. She thought for a moment about giving him her normal name but since she didn't know how it would affect the future decided against it.

"Since Ah got to help ya pick a name why don't ya pick one out for meh?"

The blue eyes widened with excitement as if she had just asked him to complete an important mission. His gaze looked her up and down before coming to a stop on her hair.

"Your hair reminds me of a picture I saw of a tiger once so I think I'll call you Stripes if that's ok."

This was too much and Rogue finally burst out laughing, what were the odds he would pick that name. Logan seemed offended at first until she assured him the name was perfect. He joined in with a little chuckle at seeing a fancy lady all dressed up laughing like an idiot at a nickname. They were still talking and laughing when a voice interrupted.

"Here you are, Annabelle. I've been looking all over for you," Colin said as he helped her off of the bench, then glancing down and seeing Logan he added, " Sorry little guy but I'm going to have to steal her away from you."

Logan's eye immediately narrowed at being referred to as "little" and he made a small noise that sounded almost like a growl. He apparently didn't like the fact of losing his new friend but since Colin was an adult he merely nodded and walked away. Rogue watched him go with a twinge of regret but before she could say something Colin had looped her arm in his and was leading her away.

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They walked around the grounds for sometime. Rouge allowed Colin to talk hoping she could pick up some important detail that would help her to get home but she quickly learned that even though Colin was handsome he actually didn't have much to say she cared about.

"Just think dearest your father will make our engagement know tomorrow at dinner and then part of all this will be yours," he said making a broad gesture to the green field around the house. She could tell crops were growing in the distance but was too far away to tell what kind. Colin continued with, "And just think of all the boys we'll have running around."

"What about girls?" Rogue couldn't help but point out as they reached the top of a hill overlooking the plantation.

"What about them. Oh you mean if we have any, well we will figure out something I'm sure," he replied smiling broadly.

Rogue could do nothing but look out across the view and a small row of white houses caught her eye. They were the same size and shape as the one she had seen through the trees on the road. Turn to look at Colin she said in as sweet a voice as she could muster, "Oh honeybunch just what are those houses over there?"

Following the direction she was pointing Colin gave a slight chuckle, " Those? Those are the slave quarters honey. I forgot your daddy doesn't have them so you wouldn't be used to them. Don't worry I have a few girls ready for you to pick from to be your maid as soon as we're married."

Rogue felt sick to her stomach and it took all her will power not to smack the smug grin off his face. Turning again to look at the houses she scanned them carefully for any sight of the coat she had seen in the woods but she saw nothing.

"Ah think ah'm a bit tired," she lied for she wanted nothing but getting him out of her sight, "Would ya mind gettin meh a glass of punch?"

"Anything for you darling," he said as he bowed over her hand and walked back in the direction of the party. Rogue waited until she saw him disappear from sight, then without hesitation slipped back down the path they had just came from. She had to get out of this place.

It took a little longer then she thought it would to make it towards the front of the house seeing as she wasn't quite sure where she was going and had to avoid as many people as she could. Coming around a grove of trees she could see the long line of carriages waiting for the signal that they were needed but she hadn't the slightest idea how to drive one and she didn't want to alert anyone to her leaving.

"Need a ride?" said a voice next to her and looking down saw Logan. She nodded and he took her hand and led her to a small wooden cart towards the end of the line. He helped her onto the seat as best he could then climbed aboard and within seconds they were off.

"Thanks," she said, "Ah really had to get out of there. If you could get me back to mah house ah'd appreciate it." She gave him the name of the street she had seen when the group had left earlier that morning.

"Anytime Stripes. I could tell that guy was bad news and when I saw you beating your way through the bushes figured you wanted to leave without letting the whole party know. You were nice enough to talk to me figured I could do you a favor."

Rogue grinned and they rode the rest of the way in silence.

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Rogue stood on the steps of the mansion that Annabelle called home and watched as the small figure with the horse and cart disappear around the corner. Rogue took one glance at the door behind her and decided that she really didn't want to go in just yet, especially if she was missed at the party and someone came to find her. Looking up at the sky she figured she still had quite a few hours of daylight left and she thought it might be a good idea to take a walk to try to sort out the confusing mess her mind was at the moment.

She couldn't believe the mess she was in now, how had her life lead her to this mess. Not only was she trapt in the past with no clue how to leave but she was engaged here to a man who she cared for about as much as a broken arm. Rogue couldn't help but think about what would happen if she never found a way back. Would she have to marry Colin? Would she be stuck in a miserable marriage to a man who would keep her nothing but barefoot and pregnant? Worst yet he was a slaveholder, something she would never support or tolerate but since in this time women had very little power, being little more then a type of property themselves, in making men listen to them how could she help or put a stop to it?

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't see the sun sinking lower turning the blue sky to a vibrant pink or too the fact that she had wandered so far from the house. It wasn't until she could here the gentle lapping of water against wood that she realized she was totally lost. She had somehow wandered to the docks if the different size ships she was looking at were any clue, and worst yet it was growing darker by the minute and she was pretty sure that a lady wouldn't be quite safe here at night and she had no powers to protect her.

She started to turn and walk back in the direction she came from thinking that was her best option when the sound of approaching feet coming her way made her freeze in her tracks. Taking a quick glance around her she spotted some large wooden crates near the side of one of the docks and she silently slipped behind it. Rogue crouched carefully, tucking her large skirts under her hoping they wouldn't be seen when the foot steps stopped right on the other side and the voices of two men drifted down to her.

"We best better get this stuff on bored quick you know the captain wants everything ready to shove off at a moments notice," came a the deep voice of the first one.

"I know by the way where is the captain I haven't seen him all day?" came a nasally reply from the second.

"He went to go check on the merchandise, he wants to be sure he can get it here before the regular night watchmen start patrolling the dock you know we will be arrested if they catch us."

"This is just great," Rogue thought to herself, "Not only am Ah lost but ah stumbled onto a bunch of smugglers." Rogue tried to ignore the pain that was starting to creep into her legs and silently hoped the men didn't have plans to chitchat right here all night.

As if fate had silently heard her prayer and deciding she had already been through enough for one day, she began to hear the men start to walk away farther down the dock. Taking the opportunity, Rogue crept out from behind the crates and started to make her way quietly away, seeing as the men were still close enough to hear her. She was starting to think she would get away without incident when her foot came in contact with a rotten board causing it to break beneath her and a loud cracking noise to reverberate through the calm evening air.

"What was that?" she could hear the nasal voice.

"Look someone heard us, get them," came the deep one.

Rogue didn't think as she heard the sound of feet rapidly coming in her direction, she picked up her skirts and ran as fast as she could. Her chest was strain at the effort and the uneven boards of the dock were not making it any easier. Rogue could feel them gaining on her and tried to push herself to go faster but in the process some of her skirt slipped from her hand and she promptly got caught in it. She stumbled sideways, trying desperately to regain her balance as her momentum propelled her towards the edge of the pier but it was to late and she waited to fall over the side into the water below. Just before she went careening over though she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and with a sift tug she felt herself being pulled back to safety.

"Now y' should be more careful den dat, petite, where y' goin' so fast?"

Rogue froze in the arms that were still wrapped around her waist as small tingles ran up and down her spine. She would know that voice anywhere and apparently in any lifetime. Very slowly Rogue turned around never once trying to step out from the embrace, her green eyes alight with hope as she fully expected them to look up and be met by a pair of gleaming red-on-black ones.

A/H: Yeah I finally made it to Remy. Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon since I pretty much have it all in my head : )