Note: A year after The Last Stand, Rogue never took the cure, and Jean, Scott, and the Professor are alive!

Summary: Rogue is left with the tortured nightmares of her teachers and friends, as well as their mutations, which are getting out of hand. Meanwhile the government has torn a hole in the space time continuum, bringing Apocalypse and younger versions of Charles and Erik to this time. Rogue never took the cure, and everyone is alive.

Normal (POV)

All senior X Men, along with Erik and Charles, were having tea in the Professors study when Scott noticed several clouds suddenly beginning to form.

But he shrugged it off and went back to enjoying the conversation.

10 minutes later it was pouring rain, hard. Then a clash of thunder startled everyone. "Ororo." The professor said gently. "We have a long day tomorrow and we need sleep, which I doubt we'll get tonight if this storm keeps up."

Storm nodded as she turned towards the window. A few seconds later she frowned, confused. "Professor, I...can't control it."

Silence echoed through the room. "I'm sure your just quite exhausted, it's been a long day, and we should all be getting some sleep."

As heads nodded, nobody seemed to say anything about the possibility of there being another mutant involved.

Rogue's (POV)

My clumsy hands fumbled as I tried to turn the water on. The sink soon filled with water. I splashed it over my face. Cool, cold water, still didn't feel any better.

My hands were still trembling.

I looked into the mirror, just to gasp in shock to see white eyes, identical to Storm's.

I sighed and gently chastised myself. 'Why are you surprised? This has happened before.'

I never really understood what Storm went through until I started to re-live her memories, which are now my nightmares. To fall down next to her mother's dead body and be crushed by a plane. It's no wonder she suffered from claustrophobia.

But I knew from her memories that she had hardly dreamed of this in ten years, and she only thought about it from time to time.

'Why? WHY?' My body still trembled. Why was it that I was forced to involuntarily re-live these painful memories?

And it's not like I was just watching them, no I had to actually live them as if they were my own.

My hands griped the edge of the sink. Tears were coming out of my white clouded eyes. I wanted to be angry, so angry, but all I could do was sink down to the floor and sob.

"Wonderful now that everyone's here we can begin." An image appeared on screen. A facility in a desert, as Logan would say "smells like government".

"Our current objective will be to break into this facility and obtain information on yesterday's event." The professor careful watched the reactions of his team members.

"Now some of you may be concerned to know why we are doing this, and normally breaking into government facility would be against my teachings, however, mutant kind is once again in danger. We must know what happened. Before people get hurt."

"Because this is a stealth mission we want to keep this low profile, so we are going to send a small team in there. This team is not to destroy the facility or cause any damage of any sort that would suggest mutant involvement. I cannot stress that enough."

"Because of that I've chosen Charles to lead this mission, he will...tamper with any memories he needs to in order for this to remain a secret. Erik will go in to provide protection...Erik do not make it obvious that it was a metal bending mutant responsible...please."

The two nodded. "And finally Rogue will be the last member of this small team."

I was getting really sick of these uncomfortable silences whenever my name was brought up. "Rogue, listen carefully."

I turned my full attention to him, as I should, but before I did that I noticed everyone else also turn their attention to what he was saying.

"You are going to knock any guards you need to unconscious. You are only to make skin contact for eight seconds, after that they should fall unconscious, do not exceed twelve seconds." He stopped to give me a firm look.

"I cannot stress that enough." I nodded, of course I understood, I didn't want to kill anyone.

"Ah, professor." Angel spoke up.

"Just out of curiosity who's going to fly the jet? I mean I thought those guys were from the past." He gestured to Erik and Charles.

"Yes well, I've already telepathically given Charles information to co-pilot the Blackbird if need be."

"Co-pilot?" Bobby asked.

"Yes, Rogue will be flying the jet." Colossus started cracking up. Soon Jubilee was laughing too.

"It was nice knowing you two."

I rolled my eyes. Of course everyone had heard stories of my flying at Alkali Lake, but hey it had improved since then otherwise they wouldn't be letting me pilot the jet, right?

The professor sighed. "Rogue is an excellent pilot everyone, Erik and Charles should be fine." Half of the junior X men didn't look to sure.

"I should expect you three back before dinner." He gave the three of us a smile. "Good luck."

Ten minutes later I we were in the air on our way to Nevada. The Blackbird was on auto-pilot so I figured it was okay to take my attention away for now.

"So." I said turning to Charles. "Are you happy with the school you created?" I asked. He beamed. "Oh yes, very pleased indeed."

"And you've seen the professor's cerebro?" He chuckled. "Yes, so incredible, and this technology, this jet. How fast can it go?"

It was my turn to laugh now. "Lets put it this way, if anyone can catch our jet, we deserve to get caught."

"Liking your new uniforms?" I asked, admiring Charles's standard silver uniform that most x men got. Erik on the other hand, he got an even simpler black uniform with a green X on the belt, very much like mine. I didn't think that was quite fair, whoever handed out uniforms, probably Scott, didn't like Magneto on our team.

Erik was the first to speak. "Well there better than our other ones."

"Erik!" Charles chastised him. "Hank did a wonderful job on our uniforms!"

I giggled. "I'm sure the uniforms were good quality, however the color choice was...interesting."

"More like terrible." Erik muttered. I grinned. "Got that right." I whispered. Charles sighed loudly.

"Honestly you two they wen't that bad."

"Alright Rogue let the jet down nice and easy."

"Are you sure they won't see it?" I asked.

He nodded. "I've already projected an image into their minds."

"So what we just walk in the front door?"

"That's the plan. Listen you two, no noises, and absolutely do not touch anyone, either of you, or they'll know something's up."

Erik and I nodded. And with that we were off. Erik caused the gate to bend, allowing us to walk through before bending it back.

And with that we followed Charles to the back of the building. "Erik." Charles whispered as he gestured to the door and the security scanner.

Erik's hand flickered and the scanner turned green. "Well done my friend."

Charles continued to lead us down into the narrow hallways. "Remember." He told us telepathically "No noises and stay close to the walls."

At the end of the hallway Charles pointed to the unmarked door. Erik moved his fingers as I heard the lock click and the handle started to turn.

Inside the room was one computer and a bunch of filing cabinets. "Alright it's safe to talk." Charles informed us as he closed the door.

"Why would the information we stored here?" I asked. "Compared to the technology we have today, this stuff is ancient, we don't even use filing cabinets anymore, everything is stored on computer chips."

"That's why the Senator hid it here, no one would think to look in an old storage room." Ok that makes sense maybe the Senator wasn't such a fool after all.(Aside from trying to exterminate mutants.)

"Naturally the government didn't want it to get out so they printed everything they had before destroying it." Hm, I guess having a telepath around sure was useful.

"Yes that makes sense, now all we have to do is find it." There were at least fifteen filing cabinets. "Fantastic." Erik said sarcastically. "This may take a while." Charles agreed.

"Wait!" I stopped them before moving to run my fingers across a dusty cabinet. "Why don't we just look for the one with the least amount of dust?"

"Brilliant idea." Charles praised. I nodded. "And if it were me trying to hide a secret, I would put it all the way in the back."

I moved to the back of the room and pointed to the cabinet. "The top is still dusty, but it's definitively been opened recently."

Erik gave me a smirk. "Not bad." With a move of his fingers the cabinet opened. I pointed to the unmarked one in the center. He nodded and pulled it out.

Inside were papers with eagles and 'TOP SECRET' printed all over them, and then there were pictures of a small girl, ginger colored hair and grey eyes complete with freckles, she had 'SUBJECT 148' printed at the top. One of the pictures had the girl in a machine.

"Such a pretty little girl." I whispered. "Yes well, I think this is definitely the file we are looking for." Charles said as he gently pried it out of Erik's hands. I noticed they were beginning to shake.

"Rogue!" Charles hissed immediately. "There's a guard coming." I nodded and positioned myself by the door as I took my glove off.

The guard walked in and my hand came into contact with his face. 'One two three four five six seven eight.' I took my hand away and caught him as he fell.

Smiling to myself I dragged him over to the computer chair and put his hands in his lap, fixed his feet, and leaned his head back.

"Does it look like he's sleeping on the job?" I asked. Charles nodded. "Quick thinking, but I'm afraid we've lingered too long." I nodded back as Erik moved for the door.

Crack! A screeching noise echoed through the room as the loudspeaker turned on.

"ATTENTION! THIS IS A CODE RED WE HAVE A BREECH IN SECTOR EIGHT."

Well shit. So much for the stealth portion.

First off I want to thank everyone that reviewed!(it's what encouraged me to write) I Hope you enjoyed this chapter!