MP: Your wish is my command! *Odd lighting effects and weird whoosh-y music plays.* CHAPTER 2!

Jamie: Did you have Dr. Pepper today?

MP: No.

Jamie: Candy?

Mp: Nope?

Jamie: A monster?

Mp: ...maybe, but this is not the point! Now onto Chapter 2! (I changed the Story cover photo, what do you guys think?) Also guys I have no problem with Emma Frost. (And you'll see why she's such a bitch later on in the story. I have big plans for her.)

SUMMARY: Despite it being a year since Rogue's kidnapping, she still hasn't recovered her memories yet. With everyone anxious and worried about Rogue's amnesia and new found control over her abilities, no one's noticing the two storms brewing right outside their door. Can the X-men survive the trails ahead? Can Rogue's and Remy's new (well not really new, not for Remy at least) relationship? SQUEAL TO HIT N' RUN.

-New Chapter-
'Thinking'
Sounds
(Author's comments/translations)
-Telepathy-
"People speaking on the phone/Communicator/AP SYSTEM"
"People speaking over video."
~Flashback~
Written things.
|Computer talking|
/Flashes/
"Pietro-talking-in-super-speed"
"People speaking on the phone/Communicator/AP SYSTEM during flashes."

Also I want to point this out real quick. There is a difference between Flashes and Flashbacks. I had someone PM me about that and I'll explain it. Flashes are quick bursts of memory, that aren't very clear and are mostly going to be associated with Rogue. Flashbacks are someone looking back. These are usually going to be slightly longer than flashes and have distinguishable features to them.

~Remembrance~

~Chapter 2: Mall's are not a Rogue's best friend~

Oh yes, the past can hurt. But you can either run from it or learn from it. ~Rafiki, Lion King.

~Chapter 1; Bayville Mall~

Rogue groaned as Kathrine "Kitty" Pryde dragged her through the Bayville mall. Sadly the duo had been in the mall for at least an hour as Kitty excitedly gossiped with her best friend about the other students at the institute. Kitty had been informing Rogue about everything she couldn't remember, everything she knew, and everything about the latest gossip.

"So Jean is totally jealous of the new recruit, ya know Emma Frost." Kitty said and Rogue rolled her eyes, but smiled as she did. It was times like these that Rogue wasn't too hung up on remembering everything. Times when Kitty rambled on about random facts of the institutes or when Kurt would pull out a scrapbook and tell all these stories.

"Well Ah don't blame 'er Kitty-Kat." Rogue said and Kitty felt a stab of pain in heart as she heard the old nickname pre-amnesia Rogue used to call her. Pre-amnesia Rogue. 'Oh god Rogue, I miss you soo much. I'm like soo sorry!' Kitty thought with an internal sigh, but an outside smile. "Ah mean Jeanie told that frosty bitch that her and Cyke were datin' and the gal tries to kiss him. Ah mean what kinda gal does that?" Rogue asked, a bitter and angry tone dripping from her southern voice. Kitty smirks as a tint of the old Rogue slinks her way through, making Kitty just a little more hopeful than before.

"You're just pissed off at her, because she tried to seduce Remy." Kitty said and Rogue rolled her eyes and muttered a quiet "bitch." under her breath. "Oh come on Rogue, Remy's like never going leave you for the sparkly overpriced wanna be diamond " Kitty said and Rogue sighed, but nodded at the perky brunet's statement.

"What evah ya say Kitty-Kat." Rogue said and Kitty felt a little bad for putting her dear friend in a bad mood. This shopping trip was to help Rogue, not depress her even more. Kitty grinned and pulled Rogue along into a Wet Seal, a squeal building in her throat. Rogue looked around the store with wide eyes and raised an eyebrow at Kitty, not sure about the store choice. It had pink faceless manikins, very creepy. 'Hell Creepy don't even begin to cover.' Rogue thinks as her eyes glance at all the display manikins. Kitty caught the look and just grinned at the reluctant girl, a giggle building in her throat.

"Trust me Rogue, you'll actually like this store. I swear." Kitty said and Rogue nodded hesitantly, but went along with the plan. Kitty pulled Rogue over to the dressing rooms and sat -forced- her in the big fluffy red chair. "You stay here, I will be back. Watch her closely Lorna!" Kitty said to the petite worker who was manning the dressing rooms. The teenager, no older than Rogue or Kitty, just rolled her eyes in good nature at the excited brunette.

"Sure thing Kathrine." The sales associate said, her light green hair falling in front of her eyes as Kitty rolled her eyes, but the brunette didn't comment. "So you must be Rogue, right?" Lorna asked with a bright smile as she look down to meet Rogue's eyes.

"Uh yeah, Ah am. Did Kitty tell ya about meh?" Rogue asked curiously as Lorna sat down on the bench across from the amnesiac girl. Lorna smiled pleasantly at Rogue, recalling everything Kitty had ever told her about the stripped hair girl in front of her.

"Oh yeah, Katherine talks about you all the time. She says you two are roommates and she even told me about your terrible accident." Lorna said with a sympathetic look. "I am so sorry about what happened to you, I do hope you get better." Lorna said as she reached over and placed a hand on Rogue's knee in a comforting manner.

"Thanks Lorna." Rogue said as Kitty runs back to the two, a pile of clothes in her arms. Rogue groaned at the sight of all the clothes and Lorna laughed loudly, causing the few other shoppers in the store to look at them funny. Rogue groaned again and ducked her head, her hair swing in front of her face to block her pinking cheeks and hide her from the prying eyes of the other customers. "Thanks Kit-Kat." Rogue mumbled as she stood and grabbed the clothes from the brunet practically running into the nearest open dressing room she could find.

"So how's Rogue's recovery?" Lorna asked as soon as Rogue locked the dressing room door, her voice low so only Kitty could hear her. "She getting better?"

"No." Kitty said with a sigh as she collapsed into the big fluffy chair. "Professor Xavier says he still doesn't know what's causing Rogue to forget. The damage from her car accident has healed and there seems to be no other damage to her brain, so he's certain it's not physical. And since there's nothing there, he can't tell if it's a mental condition or not!" Kitty said with a sigh, her annoyance and worry biting at her.

"It'll be alright Kathrine, I promise." Lorna said as she walks over to the brunette and leaned down to hug her. "Now come on, I believe we have to help Rogue to prepare for a certain date." She said, a small giggle breaking through.

-X Mansion, 6:20 pm.-

Rogue laid on her bed, watching the ceiling with a sigh. It was times like these -times when she was alone- that she wished so desperately for her memories back. She hated not remembering her past life. She absolutely hated it with a passion. And almost everything she did, reminded her that she couldn't remember.

When every she saw the pictures of the official X-men in the lower levels. 'When did Ah pose for the picture? Was it aftah a battle? Was Ah angry? Sad? Happy?'

When every she changed clothes and saw a nasty looking scar on her shoulder. 'Was Ah awake when that happened? Did it hurt? What happened to it? How long had it been there?'

Everything she did gave her questions. 'Why do they look lahke that? Where's mah parents? Why don't I speak ta this Mystique woman? Did Ah like peanut butter this much before? Why does Jean always smile lahke a jokes being told when weh seeh leather pants? Why? What? When? How? Who?' Questions on top of questions.

Sitting up and checking her digital alarm clock, she groaned and flopped back down on her bed. She really didn't want to be alone until her date at 7 pm but everyone had other things to do than sit around with her.

Kitty was tutoring some younger student, Pixie Ah thahnk was 'er name.'. Kitty. Such a sweet and nice girl, with bounds of energy and endless words. Every question Rogue had, the petite girl would answer with a smile. The girl never got annoyed with the questions and never once told Rogue to shut-up and leave her alone.

Kurt was with his girlfriend Amanda, who was a nice and sweet girl. Amanda came over on the weekends a lot, usually bringing cookies or a good story to share with her boyfriend's older sister.

Logan was who knows where right now and that was out of character for the large and bulky mutant. 'Not that Ah'm complainin' though.' Rogue thought. The older mutant who played father and protector didn't often leave her alone. Rogue didn't mind the attention, but honestly with everyone crowding her like they had done this past year it was starting to strangle her. 'Oh the Irony.'

Professor Xavier was in a meeting with Storm and some other lady, talking about something. Rogue didn't often stick her nose into other peoples business figuring that if it didn't involve her than she probably didn't need to know.

Dr. McCoy was doing research. Again. Ever since Rogue had woken up, she had learned the Dr. McCoy -or Hank as he preferred her to call him- liked to learn new things and he also like to research stuff.

John and Wanda were out on a date of their own. One that was over due in Rogue's opinion. Wanda was in the room across from her and spent a majority of her time trying to help her recover her memories.

And everyone else? Well everyone else was out in New York. "Life sucks." Rogue said with another groan. "Seriously. It. Sucks."

Could be worse.

"Who said that?" Rogue asked, springing up in her bed and looking around, fear wrapping itself around her quick paced heart. Standing up quickly, she gazed around only to jump and nearly shriek as her phone fell to the ground and split into three pieces. Bending down and muttering curses she had picked up from Logan and Remy, she picked up her phone and the battery but couldn't find the back. "Ah come on, where are ya?" Rogue asked as she got on her knees to search around. Seeing it nowhere in sight, Rogue began to feel around and under her bed. After about six minutes of no success, her hand finally grazed the phone back.

"Finally!" Rogue muttered as she began to pull her arm and hand back, her hand hitting a box hidden under her bed. "The hell?" Sliding the box out, she gazed down at an old and slightly worn shoe box. "What are ya doin' under there?" She asked the box, feeling something stir in her mind. "Ah put ya there, didn' Ah?" She asked again, quickly fixing her phone and depositing it back onto her bed. With a sigh and quick glance at the mirror, Rogue opened the box.

-X Mansion, 6:58 pm-

Kitty couldn't help but smile as Rogue seemed to glide down the stairs with poise and grace that the amnesiac had never had before tonight. Rogue wore a simple yet elegant back V-neck that flowed at the bottom where a lace flower design laid. Her pants were a nice pair of jeans that they had bought earlier, a gray color that clung to Rogue like a second skin yet still looked nice and not slutty. Her hair was up in an easy braid with her white bangs framing her face. She shoes were simple gray chucks, the same chucks that Rogue wore for everything. As Kitty observed her friend, her smile fell and worry filled her. The girl's green/grey eyes were glazed over, almost as if she was lost within the mind. "Rogue? You okay?" Kitty asked softly and the brunette shook her head clear, her eyes becoming a little more lively again. "Rogue what's wrong, are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah Kit-Kat, Ah feel fahne. Mah mahnd is just a little bit in the clouds." Rogue said with a small smile. It was a total lie, but she didn't want to worry the younger girl. Why worry her when it was probably nothing? Well not exactly nothing, but she didn't want to worry her best friend or get her hopes up. "Is Rem here yet?"

"Oui Chere, Remy's rig't 'ere." Remy said from the kitchen's doorway. "Jus' waitin' for de mos' beautiful river rat ta come down fer dinner." Remy said, offering his arm for his southern beauty. Rogue smiled shyly and took the offered arm, her skin tingling and her mind racing with the contact. Everytime she was with Remy, it seemed as if her whole world seemed to race yet stand still all at the same time. Her skin seemed to be on fire and a burst of warmth would burn within her. If this was how she felt without her memory, she couldn't wait to remember how she felt with her memory. Her shy smile turned into a happy one filled with warmth. The same kind of smile Remy remembered. "Ready ta go chere?"

"Whenevah you are Rem." Rogue said with a smile and Remy grinned as he led her forward and then outside. Shutting the door behind them, Remy continued to lead Rogue to the motorcycle that was waiting in the driveway for the two.

"I want 'er back home by 11 Cajun." Logan said from the side the house where he was smoking his cigar, her eyes looking at Remy and daring him to disagree with him. "Got it bub?" He questioned with a growl of warning, one that Remy was all too familiar with.

"Oui M'souir Stabby." Remy said with a tip of his imaginary hat. Logan growled in annoyance at the nickname and looked to Rogue.

"He makes one wrong move kid and you tell me, I'll take care of him." Logan said, his eyes softening a bit. Ever since she had woken up, Logan had taken to caring for the young woman like a father would. Making sure she was feeling fine, eating well, feeling included, spending time with her, making sure Remy was treating her like he was supposed to. He may have failed her once, but like hell would her fail her again. Rogue smiled at Logan and gave him a small wave.

"Ah don't think that's necessary dad." Rogue said and Logan's heart clenched tightly, just like every time before. Every time she called him dad, referred to him as dad, it made emotions of joy, happiness, and love soar through him.

"Well if it is." Logan said, popping his claws as threat. Rogue smiled again and nodded. "Good, now go have fun kid." Logan said as he walked up and kissed Rogue's forehead. He sent one last glare to Remy before walking to the porch, watching them leave the institute on Remy's motorcycle. "He better not hurt her." Logan growled out as a pair of delicate steps echo'd from behind him, the motorcycle's roar getting quieter as the pair left.

"I doubt he will Logan, he seems to really care for her." A soft and regal voice said with the doorway, her silver hair blowing in the slight wind that nature provided. "And she seems to care for him."

"Yeah well, I still don't like him." Logan said said and Ororo chuckled, gently holding his hand in her own.

"You never will." Ororo said as Logan released her hand and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. "He's stealing Cinderella from her kingdom " She said and curled into his embrace with a content sigh. "I worry about her too Logan, but she's going to be okay."

"Yeah I know Darlin', it still doesn't mean that I won't worry." Logan muttered as he led Ororo inside the house, standing out in the cold wouldn't do much except give Ororo a cold.

-Winchester, New York. 7:20-

Together in the back of the nice and classy restaurants, Rogue giggled as Remy told her about an incident involving him, Rogue, Wanda, John, an ugly sofa, and a lighter. "Ah can't believe John did that!" Rogue managed to say between her soft giggles. Remy gave her a grin and she blushed.

"Your drinks," The waiter, Janos, said as he set down drinks down on the table for the happy couple. "I'll be back soon for your orders soon." Janos said as he hurried off to his other tables. Remy took his drink, a bourbon on the rocks, and drank a sip. Rogue smiled and sipped her own drink, a cherry Dr. Pepper.

"So..." Both mutants started, surprising each other and themselves. "Sorry Cher', you start." Remy said, amusement evident through his smirk.

"Remy, Ah thahnk we need ta talk." Rogue said, looking down and biting her lip. Remy was instantly on alert as Rogue said this, worry creeping in on him. Was Rogue breaking up with him? 'Well tec'nically Rogue can't break up wit' Remy cause we're tec'nically not datin' Remy thought, but it didn't make him feel much better.

"Oui Cher?" Remy asked, his throat a little drier and his heart pacing a little faster. Rogue looked up at him, giving him a funny look before she took in a deep breath and began.

"Remy. Ah don't remember what we had or what it was lahke, but I do know I wanna give it another try." Rogue said and Remy's heart lifted slightly, feeling much better than he did a few seconds ago. "If ya wanna, Ah mean." Rogue said, with a light blush. "But that don't mean Ah'll be takin' any of your trouble makin' LeBeau." Rogue warned and Remy laughed, taking Rogue's hand in his own.

"Wouldn't t'ink dat ya would fer un moment." Remy said and Rogue smiled. 'Ah might not have mah memories back, but fer rahgt now Ah could care less.' Rogue thought with a smile as she watched Remy from across the table, their hands still intertwined. Remy raised the hand and leaned, kissing her knuckles softly.

"Charmer." Rogue muttered lightheartedly, causing the pair to laugh.

MP: Well? How do you guys like it? Any comments, concerns, questions? Oh and by the way, even though this might not seem like it, this chapter is important.

Jamie: Yes, yes it is. Now please Review! Or favorite! Or Follow!

Rogue: Or they could jus' do all three.

Remy: Or t'ey could do none.

MP: Shut up LeBeau before I lock you in the closet again. And this time I nail the door shut. Now anyways, Thanks for reading!