Spun

By Liz Wyatt

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Chapter Four: How To Save A Life

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

-The Fray


She tried to wiggle free, murmuring "John" through his hand, but he didn't seem to notice. He was focused somewhere else. The doors opened into the empty hallways and he hurriedly pushed her down one. They were passing familiar doors. She knew that they were about to pass Kitty's and a part of her wanted to kick John and start pounding on her friend's doors to wake them up. To alert them to the fact that one of their archenemies was in their home. Then the thought occurred to Rogue. She could fight him. This is what she had been training for.

Her right foot came down hard onto his and he let go of her mouth. She spun around and took the other one of his hands into a twisted grip. His face was shocked as she flipped him down onto the ground and she put a foot into his chest, holding him in place. For a moment they looked into each other's faces. His body drenched in cold rain and she noticed the blood on his long sleeve shirt, hidden a bit by his leather jacket. He noticed that she was looking at the blood and he kicked her legs out from under her so that she was down on the ground.

Before she could react he had her shoulders pinned down with the palms of his hands and he was in a strange half-crouch/half straddle position.

"Come on Rogue. Not tonight." He said with a tired sigh. Her face hardened and she tried to wiggle out from underneath his weight. No such luck. Then he surprised her by standing up and stepping back. She flipped up in a ready stance and he laughed.

"Where did you learn those moves? You definitely didn't learn them from ice balls." Rogue noticed someone coming out of a room down the hallway behind John. He turned and saw the person so he did the only thing he could think of and he pushed Rogue further down the hallway and he opened her room door and shoved her in. Then he closed the door quietly and with his back turned he didn't see Rogue flop onto the floor from his shove. She started to get up when he turned around.

"What are you doing here?" she said angrily.

"What? Not happy to see me?" he asked in a playful manner.

"You are on x-men territory! Do you not realize that a lot of people in here want to kill you?"

"Some have tried."

"Dammit Pyro."

"Pyro…that's a new one from you." He began pacing the room and looking out her windows scanning for trouble.

"It's your name isn't it?" she bit back, crossing her arms over her chest.

"True, but I thought you…miss happy world idealist wouldn't accept that fact." He stopped looking out the window and instead focused on her now closed eyes.

"The world isn't like that and you know it." Her eyes opened to find his smug attitude dropped and replaced with a strange seriousness.

Ignoring his stare she continued on in a defensive manner.

"The world thinks you're dead. The police are out looking to arrest anyone connected to the Brotherhood."

"They won't find too many of us left. Jean took care of that." He went back to staring out the window. Rogue propped herself to sit with her back against her bed with her legs straight out. She watched John closely. He seemed to take an interest to something outside her window.

"Have you been to see Magneto?" she asked straightforwardly. This caught his attention. Whipping his neck around he peered towards her.

"Wouldn't really be in my best interest to walk into an empty jail cell now would it? Do you really think the norms would let him live after everything?"

"You mean you don't know?" she shook her head and laughed a little.

"Don't know what?" he asked impatiently. The pyro walked to her side of the room and peered down at her.

Not looking at him Rogue said, "Magneto is alive… so he thinks you're dead and you thought he was dead. Wow, you both have a lot of faith in each other. Some 'brother'hood."

"How do I know this isn't some trick and you're not just leading me down a dead end?" Pyro waited with irritation.

"I saw him. Alive."

"He's been talking to you x-brats?"

"Well no, just me."

He looked shocked at that.

"I may have…encountered him on a non x-men related trip." John began to pace as if in deep thought. Rogue could tell that he must have been contemplating his allegiances.

After a moment of silence she spoke.

"Why are you here John?"

"John? Wow I thought I was Pyro to you." Even in the dark she could make out his lips twisting into a small sarcastic smile.

"Oh, shut up and answer the question."

She realized that the only time that she could see all his features was when the lightening would strike outside her window.

His head watched the lightening strike the sky once more and he made a decision. Hurrying over to Rogue he said, "I need you to help me get something."

"So that's why you came here. To raid us?"

"In a way. There are people out there that aren't happy with us running around. Some have been taking it into their own hands, which makes it a little hard to get supplies these days."

"Especially if you're on the most wanted list of mutant terrorists." She pressed while standing up to his height. "I'm not going to help you like this John. "

"Rogue," John tried.

She kept on ranting with her arms flailing, "You can't just come in here and expect me to help you. I may have felt responsible for you, but that was a long time ago and now you just…I can't believe you even thought that-"

He cut her off by grabbing her shoulders to stop her, "Rogue!

"What!?" She yelled which made him listen to see if anyone had come running to her room. She was still waiting for his response.

"There's a girl." She flinched out of his grasp completely and pushed away towards the door. She wasn't sure what to say. Images of John with some random mutant girl ran through her mind. He didn't care about anyone but himself and maybe Magneto. That's what she had thought.

Then she went to open the door. He rushed to stop her. As he put his hand on hers to stop her from reaching the knob she whirled around to punch him in the side. He keeled over. She didn't think that she had hit him that hard, but she saw blood running down his shirt and onto the carpet.

"Bitch." He muffled out as she stared down at him in a ready stance.

"Bastard." He smiled at that.

A/N: So yeah I'm teasing a little bit with this seriously short chapter. I decided to rewrite some of the story that I had for chapts 4 & 5 so it's taken me a little longer to update. Sorry about that. Anyways, Chapter Five should be up soon since I am nearly done. I will try and make it A LOT longer than this one. Thanks to everyone reading!!