Sorry it took so long guys but here it finally is; Chapter 6!

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Her body was slow and her movements were stiff but she dragged herself onwards, the large light growing closer and closer with each painful step. She glanced over her shoulder for what felt like the fifth time in less than a minute. If Gambit caught up with her now there was no chance of getting away; with how tired she had become she was in she was lucky to have gotten this far.

- You're never gonna make it. Why even bother trying? –

- Shut the hell up Creed. Keep going kid you're doing great. –

Ignoring the twinges of pain spiking through her she pushed her body to move faster; Dr. McCoy could give her something to relieve the pain when she got home. Just a few more steps and she would turn the corner to see ... her heart plummeted; before her where she had expected a train station was a lone pole with a flood light mounted on top. It stood tall and silent in a small clearing. She glared at the offensive light; furious at the false hope it had given her. She quietly wished that her mutation allowed her to blow the thing to bits but sadly she would just have to settle on giving the post a good kick before slumping down to the floor too exhausted to continue.

She shivered in the cold air; her hair was still wet and having left the mansion in such a hurry she only had a thin sweater on. It wasn't like she had planned to be outside this long; hell, she didn't even have any shoes on! And to top it off she was slowly losing control of the voices in her head. The hum had already started in the back of her mind and she could hear the stronger voices slip through the barriers she worked so hard to maintain.

- You're so pathetic it makes me sick –

- GRrrrr I thought I told you to shut your yap! -

- Yeah? What you gonna do about it? Wolverine –

- Will you two, like, give it a rest already?–

-Chatonis right, y're giving de poor petit a headache –

- You got no right to talk Gumbo.You'rethe one that got her into this mess in the first place –

"Why don't y'all shut up?" Rogue put her hands over her ears and shook her head in attempt to quieten the psyches.

"Giving up already Rogue?" Her head snapped up; the psyches instantly silenced now that she had something real to focus on. He was sitting on top of the storage container in front of her, his fingers casually thrumming on a box he held in his hands.

"Y're not even hundred yards from where Remy left you." He cocked his head to the side as he stared at her teasingly.

"If ya knew Ah was gonna run why'd ya leave meh alone?" Not trusting herself to stand she simply held his gaze. He smirked at her then nimbly dropped down to the ground and walked towards her.

"Well I figured y' were smart enough not t' go wandering around aimlessly and from where y' were this here light was de only t'ing y' could have followed." He crouched down in front of her, " So dat meant y' were where Remy left y' or here." he cocked one eyebrow, a hint of smugness outlined his features making him look devilishly handsome. "Now how 'bout we go catch dat train?" Forcing herself to her feet she walked past Gambit before turning back on him, placing her hands on her hips, determined to wipe that smirk off his face.

"Sorry sugah it must be gone ten minutes by now; Ah guess we missed it." Feeling it was now her turn to smirk, she let her best smile grace her face. Bringing himself to his full height, which was at least a full head taller than Rogue, he turned to face her. He let his eyes trace over her body slowly; his own smirk didn't falter even for a second.

"Don't worry petit; Remy knew you'd give him trouble so he lied when he told y' we only had ten minutes. We still got plenty o' time." Unable to stop it her face dropped, she stared at him in disbelief; not only had she failed to get away but she'd also failed to even slow him down. Logan was not going to be happy...

Having filled himself on the delicious food that was served at dinner, Logan wandered outside for a well earned cigar. It had been a long day. Up at 5am, he'd had to test the new modifications Hank had put in the Danger Room. The test had gone well, the room now offered a much more satisfying workout for him and he'd finished in plenty of time to get outside for his Tai Chi session with the kids.

The sessions were not compulsory, he had never actually intended for them to even be group sessions, the kids just sort of joined in and he had been more than happy to teach them. He fondly remembered the first student to join him; it had been Rogue. She used to watch him from her bedroom window then one day she had asked him why he did it. 'It helps calm the Wolverine inside me,' he had answered. The next day, there she was standing next to him in her gym suit and gloves; timidly copying each movement he made. He smiled fondly at the memory.

He was quickly brought out of his thoughts by Kurt suddenly porting next to him, a little too close for comfort as usual, causing Logan to drop his cigar in surprise. Both man and boy looked down at the fallen cigar that now resided in a puddle at their feet. Logan growled in annoyance and glared at Kurt.

"I ... I'm sorry Mr. Logan, I did not mean to sca... I mean I didn't mean to ... mein Gott Kurt, bis fahren!" (... my god Kurt, shut up!)

"Kurt what do you want?" Logan continued to glare as the boy shuffled his feet nervously.

"Have you seen Rogue? I have looked for her everyvhere but I can't find her." Annoying as Kurt could be, Logan was glad there was someone else to show Rogue that she had people that truly cared about her.

"She was in her room last time I saw her."

"She didn't come down for dinner so I vent to check on her but she vasn't there. I've checked the rec room, the kitchen, the danger room ... no-one has seen her and it seems strange that she vould go out and leave her bedroom vindow vide open. The room vas freezing so I shut it for her. Anyway, if you see her can you tell her I vas looking for her? Danke." Kurt ported back out as quickly as he had arrived leaving Logan with an uneasy feeling he couldn't quite shake. He frowned to himself; it was not unlike Rogue to hide herself away from people but it was odd that no-one knew where she had gone. - Why wouldshe leave her window open? - Unable to fully convince himself that he was just being paranoid, Logan figured he would go check her room just to prove to himself that he worried too much.

A few minutes later Logan found himself standing in front of her bedroom window. Rogue had definitely been standing here not too long ago. Her scent filled the air surrounding the window but there was something else there too. It was subtle, almost not there at all. Logan vaguely recognised it but he couldn't put his finger on what it was so he reached out and opened the window hoping to increase the scent that was just beyond reach.

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