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Rogue woke up surrounded by trees. Not too far away, she could see cars zooming by - the New York Turnpike? So she fell asleep in class. Typical high school prank, dumping her in the woods somewhere. But she didn't get the naked part. Now she had to find clothes before someone touched her and ended up in a coma.
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His head hurt when Bruce opened his eyes to see his wife holding his hand. "I was tapping Rogue on the shoulder." His voice was higher pitch and his hand fit nicely into Sif's, meaning he was back in his original body. "I must have touched Rogue on the ear or something while trying to wake her up. Is she OK?"
Professor Xavier said, "She is now. She became the Hulk and totaled your classroom, breaking chairs and tossing things. She also left a she-hulk sized hole in the wall when she run out."
Bruce translated for Sif. "She became big and green and acted like I did when I killed the dragon."
"Oh," said Sif.
Bruce said in English, "Professor Xavier, I'm so sorry. Can you explain Rogue's mutant power?"
"She takes a person's life force. In the case of mutants, she adsorbs their mutant powers, but usually by the time she's normal, the other person has their powers back. If she touches someone for too long, she could kill them," Xavier explained.
"Does that mean she needs to watch her adrenaline like I did for over a decade?" Bruce asked.
Xavier said, "We don't know."
Bruce said to Sif. "Honey, give Rogue a magic apple. Also get my small backpack with the straps ripped off. It has clothes in it that will fit me."
Sif kissed his cheek. "I'll be back." Sif left the room.
"The magic apples cured me," said Bruce. "Professor Xavier, Rogue should be alright. I don't have much radioactivity, so she can't adsorb what I don't have. You can check her with a Geiger counter after she eats the apples, if that makes you feel better."
Storm had an arm around Rogue's shoulder as the girl dark brown hair with a white stripe in front walked into the school infirmary.
"Dr. Banner, I'm sorry," said Rogue.
Bruce sat up. His tee shirt making him look like a little boy wearing his father's clothes, he looked at his much smaller hand. "I was tapping you on the shoulder when I passed out, so I must have accidentally touched your skin. It was all my fault. Did Sif give you an apple?"
Rogue showed him the golden apple.
Xavier said, "You should eat that in the danger room that way we can check your radiation level. Professor Banner became radioactive after eating those apples."
Bruce smiled. "This is the first time I woke up in clothes too big for me because someone else became the Hulk and trashed the place. Do you remember anything?"
"I dreamed of being big, powerful and feeling like nothing could stop me," said Rogue "I'm sorry I fell asleep in your class."
"I'll try to be less boring." Bruce smiled. He hadn't felt this calm in years. "I had dreams like that, only they weren't dreams. Those vague images are how I remembered being the Hulk."
"I'll eat the apple and I won't return to being that monster."
Bruce felt like he was slapped, but it was a hallow feeling without anger like sorrow self-directed.
Rogue looked at the man who was a little taller than her, sitting on the bed. Gone was the giant that taught her class hours ago, days? Bruce didn't know how long he had been unconscious. All he knew about Rogue's power was the little he had just been told and a vague warning not to touch her.
"That must have been terrible," said Rogue. "To know you did all that destruction and, possibly, killed people, but you feel like you just woke up from a great dream. I would kill myself."
Bruce smiled at the thought. "The best dreams ever, and I did try to kill myself. The Hulk spit out the bullet."
Rogue looked at her gloved hand. "I think about killing myself. I cry myself to sleep sometimes because I can't touch Bobby."
"I don't think this conversation is good for either of you," said Xavier.
"I disagree," said Bruce. "My psychologist said just because you don't talk about something doesn't mean you aren't thinking about it. It's better to get these feeling out into the open, instead of keeping them bottled up. When I kept my feelings bottled up, I would, eventually, have an incident. After I learned to let myself feel what I was feeling in a controlled way, I went over a year without an incident."
Xavier said, "I'm not actively reading your mind, so don't get upset with what I'm about to say, but your mind is a lot calmer since Rogue touched you."
Bruce laughed. "I was unconscious. I'm still not firing with all thrusters. My mind will return to its normal mess in no time."
Rogue said, "Professor Xavier, is the Hulk inside me?"
Xavier looked into Rogue's eyes. "Eat the apple. Bruce, don't dress in smaller clothes until Rogue eats the apple. Her victims always get their powers back."
Bruce wasn't comfortable about seeing himself as a victim since he had touched her after he was told never to touch Rogue. No one told him why. There was probably something on the news or it was general knowledge to anyone who didn't spend most of the last three years on another planet.
After Sif came into the room with the backpack, she tossed it onto the bed beside her husband.
"Everyone leave the room," said Bruce. "I'd like a moment alone with my wife."
Professor Xavier escorted Rouge out of the room, hopefully, to the danger room. The quicker she ate the apple the better.
Sif hugged Bruce and cried. "Are you going to stay small?"
"I may get big, again, when we return to Asgard. Then, again, I may not. I don't know." Bruce put a hand on her belly. "Let's worry about that baby. I love you."
Sif sat beside her now smaller husband and put an arm around him. "Now I'm the one who needs to be gentle. You said, if you changed back, you could forget being married to me."
"I didn't change back. I had the Hulk sucked out of me." He stayed in his oversized tee shirt since Professor Xavier said he could return to what had been his normal size for the past three years after Rogue ate the apple or at any time before since her victim always got their powers back. "I'll need to get another pair of glasses before I can teach."
"Another professor can drive you into town," said Sif.
"I don't need to go to Manhattan," said Bruce. "I can have any eyeglass store call my eye doctor for the prescription. Are you OK with this?"
"I fell in love with your mind as well as your body." Sif took his hand and looked into his eyes. "Your body looks the same, only a bit more compact. Same curly brown hair streaked with gray. The same beautiful brown eyes." She run her fingers down his arm. "Same muscular arms."
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Author's Note: It is hard to write chapter where the two characters don't remember the incident. I do have Bobby talk about it a bit in the next chapter, but Bobby is an observer. In one of my Harry Potter fanfictions on another site (WWOMB), I have two characters have their minds wiped. So I've written this type of scene before, and I wasn't comfortable about writing that one either. All comments are appreciated.
