Chapter 4: A Worried Rat

Remy went looking for Rogue. He came to her room and knocked on her door. "Cherie, are ya dere?" Rogue sighed. She had been pestered by Jean, Scott and Bobby all afternoon and just wanted to be left alone. Kurt and Kitty had been good though leaving her alone after the DR Session. They could see through the laughter she and Jamie had shared that Rogue wasn't quite herself and knew that bugging her was not going to help any of them. In fact it may result in them being headless. They guessed she probably wanted down time before dinner and the 7:00 DR Session. Remy however was not one to give up, especially when it came to Rogue. He knocked again, "Cherie, 'r' ya dere?"

"No." Rogue called back making Remy smirk.

He opened the door and entered her room. "Remy tinks ya are 'ere cherie when 'e 'ears ya belle voice like dat."

Rogue glared at him. She was half sitting half lying down on her bed. "Remy, Ah've got a headache. Ah jus' wan' it to go away an ya ain't helpin' any by enterin' mah room. So scram Swamp Rat."

Remy ignored her as usual smirking and sat down next to her on her bed. He placed his gloved hands on her shoulders and she tensed up. "Relax cherie, ya jus' too tense."

Rogue jumped off the bed to face him. "No, no, no! The las' time ya said those words Ah woke up tied up on train! Out now Swamp Rat!"

Remy's smirk widened and he let out a laugh. "Dere be non point in moi knockin' ya out o' kidnappin' ya now cherie. Remy can jus' feel de stress an' de tension rollin' right off o' ya. It feels like Ah bein' hit by a freight train.

Rogue looked at the floor. "Oh," was all she managed to say. Remy patted the bed and she sat back down beside him and tried to relax letting him rub her shoulders as she tried to calm down and breathe naturally. 'As if that is possible with him around'. She thought.

"Ya know he likes ya, right?" Her own subconsuss kicked in and she trued to push it aside. "Shut up." She told herself. Then her wall broke down and all the psyches wanted there opinions voiced. This did not help Rogue relax at all.

"Like come on Rogue! He like loves you!" Kitty's psyche said

"No use trying to hide it Rogue. Everyone can see it" Jean added.

"Ja Rogue. I vish it vasn't him, but he makes you happy. Vhy can't you see that?" Kurt added his opinion.

Then all the psyches from the institute (except for Logan's) started chanting, "Everyone can see it. Everyone. Everyone, Everyone!"

Rogue clutched her head and started to yell, "SHUT UP, just SHUT UP, just LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Remy was worried. "Cherie?" She didn't answer. She just clutched her head and shook it back and forth tears stating to roll down her cheeks. Remy could feel the pain rolling off her. He turned so he was face to face with her. "Rogue, de walls, put up de walls Cherie." She opened her eyes and looked at him. She blinked a few times and he said it again. "Rogue, put up dem walls Cherie." She took in a deep breath and re-composed the walls that contained the psyches.

She sighed and looked at Remy. "Thanks Remy, Ah was loosin' it, wasn't Ah?" He shrugged but had a concerned look on his face. There was no hiding what he was thinking. Before he had time to say anything Rogue spoke. "No Remy, Ah'm not goin' ta see the professor. Look Ah know you're worried and all, but Ah'll be fine, Ah promise." She put on a fake smile and looked at Remy in the eyes. He could tell she was lying but he also knew not to force her to see the proffessor. That would only push her away. She looked at the clock on her side table. "Well it's almos' dinner thime so we best be getting down there before all the good stuff is gone and Kurt eats the extras. Kitty's been told not ta make meh plates every night."

Remy still looked worried but turned it into a smirk. "O' course mah lil' River Rat," and dashed out of her room down the hall as fast as he could.

She chased him down the hall yelling, "Ah ain't no River Rat ya Swamp Rat! Come back here!" Anyone who was in the hall on their way down to dinner slammed themselves against the wall as they heard Rogue yelling and Gambit's feet hitting the floor as the two ran down the hall thundering down the stairs. He was certainly not using his thieving skills for he was way too loud. Of course it was a whole other story when it came to Rogue.