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"437 days." Rogue groaned before waving goodbye to Wanda and entering the coffee shop from hell.

Chapter 3: Welcome to Hell with a Shot of Espresso

A single bell tinged, announcing Rogue's arrival to the shop. The normal tan walls were lite by red and orange hanging lights that gave the room a normally warm glow above the darker wooden table tops and chairs. Behind the counter stood blood red haired, Raven, her black eyes glaring soullessly at Rogue's still figure.

"Well? GET TO WORK!" she growled when Rogue didn't move.

"Good afternoon tah yah too..." Rogue murmured as she ducked behind the counter and into the back room where she met Mia and Clara.

Mia sent her a soft smile before picking up a container of ice to restock one of the many iced coffee machines. Rogue moved past Clara who was busy fixing up another batch of scones and cookies. Rogue pulled out her black uniform and green apron before tugging on her green hat with the raven logo on both sides of it.

"So how was school?" Clara asked as they both fussed with the desserts.

"Hn, troublesome" Rogue grumbled as she pounded the dough.

"Rogue! Get out here!" came Raven's course call, Rogue slumped out to the counter and looked expectantly at her 'mother'.

"I am leaving to meet Mr. Maximoff to settle our business deal. I expect you to be home by ten and to pick up my dry cleaning before that." Raven then turned and stormed off, but stopped at the door, "And don't be late!"

Once the bell tinkled and Raven was gone Rogue groaned, "GAH! AH hate h'er!" Mia patted the dejected girl on the back.

"Um...excuse me?" Asked a kind looking older woman with slightly graying hair.

"Ah'm sorry. How can Ah help yah?" Rogue asked with a smile as she turned to the woman.

Accepting the order, Rogue quickly fell into the daily coffee shop routine. Cup after cup, sweet after sweet, and payment after payment that's how the hours passed by. Rogue could only sigh and sigh before discovering that it wasn't even 5 o'clock yet.

"GAH!" Rogue cried out as she sat down on a stool at a rare break in customers.

"Calm down Rogue," Clara called as she brought out the freshly baked bagels, "You'll be out of here soon."

"7 hours, 18 minutes, and 37 seconds." Rogue pouted.

"Well then now its 7 hours, 18 minutes, and 36 seconds." came a deeper voice from the other side of the counter.

Rogue whipped around only to come face to face with the grinning eyes of her brother Kurt. Rogue smiled and punched her brother's shoulder playfully, Kurt laughed in return before ducking under the counter to join the girls.

"About time you got here." Mia yelled from the back.

"Sorry Mia. I had a debate team today, but here I am" he smiled crazily which only caused Clara, Rogue, and Mia to laugh.

"Well den yah can have my job an' Ah'm gonna serve." Rogue stated as she threw her hat at Kurt and ducked under the counter.

Once on the other side she picked up the tray of coffee that Clara offered her before heading to work. She served with such accuracy and style that many of the little kids would giggle and smile as she passed, which surprisingly made Rogue smile in return.

As the hours ticked by Rogue's mind began to wander and drift away leaving her body to continue the tedious serving. Rogue began to wonder what Remy saw in Bella because it was obvious that 60% of the time he couldn't really give a crap. Rogue then thought of why Remy's eyes always changed, since no one else usually saw the gleam she did in them, she concluded that she was just loosing it.

"I mean in all honesty who had red on black eyes?" Rogue told her self.

"ROGUE WATCH OUT!" yelled someone.

Rogue's mind came slamming back into focus, for her to catch the tray as a group of kids raced past her, almost knocking her arm which held the serving tray loaded with sandwiches and lattes. The mother ran after the kids and threw a quick ' I'm sorry' to Rogue. Rogue turned and smiled and mouthed a thanks to Kurt before going about serving the rest of the dishes on her tray.

As she set the last dish down however her mind began to wander again. She thought of the stars, of Logan who normally would have arrived at the coffee shop by now, of Wanda and her prep brother, Pietro, and his womanizing ways. Rogue thought she could hear music and when she came back to her body she found her self looking out a darkening window into the street beyond watching a street performer.

Rogue could only stare at the girl's rhythm and beauty as she dance in a circle a long trailing pink scarf twirling around her. The girl's bouncing blonde curls were held back from her high cheek bones by another pink scarf. Rogue watched as her brother, boyfriend, father...as the large, short haired, man beside the girl continued to play his upbeat guitar song for the girl to dance to.

"Rogue, pick up!" came Clara's call, causing Rogue to whirl around.

There was a sudden 'crash' followed by a 'clatter' and there before Rogue's very eyes stood a man hunched over in pain and covered in broken ceramics and hot coffee. Rogue tucked her serving tray under her arm as she rushed closer to the man.

"Oh meh god! Ah am so sorry, sir. Here let meh help yah." Rogue rambled as she pulled out her towel and began trying to dry him up.

"Y-Y-Yah talk?" the man stammered out after a few moments, which caused Rogue to look up into his face.

She gasped as she came face to face with none other then Remy LeBeau. Rogue fought the desire to run and hide when she saw him, but casting her eyes downward she continued to dry up his shirt. After a long pause Rogue finally finished with his shirt and knelled to clean up the rest of the mess.

"'nd 'y shouldn't Ah talk?" she asked not looking up at him.

"Remy were just sayin' how yah neva spoke round him." Remy explained as he knelled beside her and helped her clean the mess.

Rogue, now fully collected for her shock, stood suddenly and marched away, but Remy was quick to follow. Kurt raised the counter for her, but Remy held Rogue back.

"Roguey! What did Remy say?" He asked grabbing her elbow pulling her back "Com' on Remy 'nows yah talk"

"May'beh its b'cause Ah have nothin' tah say tah yah!" she growled at him head up, eyes glaring at him harshly. A moment later Rogue's eyes fell to the floor "Ah...Ah gotta get back tah work."

Remy let go, allowing Rogue to disappear into the backroom. Remy made to follow her, but Kurt shut the counter back into place cutting Remy off from Rogue. Rogue dumped the broken pieces of ceramics into the trash just as Clara came racing in, Mia hot on her heals.

"Ok spill. Who is that?!" Mia hissed in a hushed whisper.

"Leave meh ahlone." Rogue replied as she worked on checking her hands for any cuts.

"Rogue, Spill!" Clara demanded while Mia jumped up and down in protest.

It was a few more minutes of poking and bugging before Rogue slammed her hands onto the counter in exasperation. "FINE!" she groaned which caused Mia and Clara to squeal and gather closer around her.

"He beh one of dose popular guys from school." she explained before turning quickly and pulling the next batch of cinnamon buns out of the oven.

"REALLY!" Clara exclaimed.

"None of the popular guys in my senior class liked me." Mia grumbled before returning to the cash register.

Rogue rolled her eyes and carried the tray out to the counter and began stocking the display. She tried to ignore the glaring contest going on between Remy and Kurt at least she had been until Kurt dumped a pot of coffee down her back.

"KURT!" Rogue shrieked as the scolding liquid hit her back.

"I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry." Kurt panicked.

Rogue pulled off her apron and was about to run into the back room and pull off her shirt when suddenly a heavy cool material fell on top of her. She looked at her shoulder to see Remy's dark brown trench coat lying there.

"Well don' just stan' dere homme. Cold water. Soaked towel!" Remy growled at the frozen Kurt.

Kurt then went into over drive. He moved faster then ever before, he rushed to the towel rack to the sink and back to Rogue as if he had super speed or porting powers. Rouge inwardly laughed though she sighs as Kurt lays the towel over her back.

"I'm really sorry Rogue..." Kurt whispered before glaring up at Remy, "This is all your fault!"

"Dis' ain't Remy's fault! You're da one who was hold'n the pot." Remy argued back.

"Shut it! Both of yah!" Rogue said in a loud angry whisper as she stood up, "Kurt just get back tah work."

Kurt nodded before going and serving the man who had just arrived at the counter. Rogue fixing the towel, now hanging around her shoulders, rolled her eyes and moved to return to the back, but was stopped by Remy.

"Whatcha want Swamp Rat?" She asked not turning around.

"Ain't even been 10 minutes an' yah already givin Remy nicknames, chere?" Remy smirked which only caused her to frown and pull her wrist out of his grip and walk into the back room.

Rogue changed her wet shirt for a dark emerald green shirt who's sleeves hung loosely around her elbows. She pulled out a new tray of sweets and brought them out to the front, but as she loaded them into their baskets she couldn't help looking up into the mirror and watching Remy. He had moved from the counter to the couches by the TV.

Rogue found it odd though. He hadn't been wearing the dark purple dress shirt and black dress pants when he had been at school. At the same time though he was still wearing his odd leather and metal boots, which suggested that he hadn't gone somewhere very fancy. Rogue continued thinking about Remy and where he had gone, as she turned and put the sweet baskets on top of the display.

"Chere," came a voice causing Rogue to jump and look up to see Remy smirking, "Remy's ready to order."

"S-Sure. Whatcha want?" Rogue asked pulling out her notepad.

"Oh just one of those chocolate cookies."

"The Nutella ones?"

"Oui."

"Sure thang." Rogue said as she pulled one out for him, "That'd be 75 cents."

Smirking Remy handed her a five dollar bill. Rogue took it from him and quickly made his change before placing both the cookie and the change into Remy's hand.

"Enjoy." She said not a single smile on her face, before turning back to stocking the display.

Just as Remy was walking away, the front door slammed open and Raven stormed in. Her ruby red hair was slightly ruffled and her suit was a blazing blue and white today. Rogue winced and tried to make herself as small as possible.

"GET OUT! THE SHOP IS CLOSED" She yelled amber eyes glaring at the lingering customers who quickly stood and nearly ran for the door. Once they had cleared Raven turned to the counter "KURT! ROUGE! GET OUT HERE NOW." she yelled even louder pointing to right in front of her.

Kurt slowly walked over to Raven head lowered slightly though his eyes still looked anywhere by at Raven. Rogue stood her ground and stood tall.

"Make me yah witch." She yelled her eyes narrowed at Raven.

"Do NOT make a scene you good for nothing little..." Raven began as she stormed over to Rogue, but in a flash Kurt was back at his sister's side one hand holding Rogue's and pulling her behind him, the other thrown out wide.

"Touch her here and I'll have Mia call the cops." he growled.

Raven glanced at Mia who indeed had the shop phone in one hand and a very worried expression on her face.

"Be home by elven and I want this place spotless since you both decided to stay here late." Raven yelled before rounding back to the door only stopping when she saw Remy still in the door way, "We are closed sir you will have to come back tomorrow."

Raven hustled him out the door, but a sideways glance back at the counter was all Remy needed before leaving. Both parties disappeared into the night, allowing a fuming Clara to appear out of the back room with a broom and a pan.

"I hate it when she does that. Such a mess the guests make." and Clara was right, spills and trash lay everywhere. Rogue sighed and looked at the clock 10:15 "We better get started." she sighed pulling her hand out of her brothers and moving around the counter to help Clara.

"Rogue wait..." Kurt started but Rogue stopped him by holding up a hand.

"Kurt, the shop don't close til' ten. She know dat. Dat's why she told meh tah be home, so she have a reason tah argue with meh. Now please pick up the dry cleaning, while Ah'll get dis place clean.

Kurt calmly cleaned himself up as the girls cleaned and prepped the shop for the morning. Kurt only left reluctantly after Clara had to kick him out of the shop to pick up the dry cleaning. Rogue let Clara and Mia go home when elven o'clock rolled around.

"Ah'll beh fine go home tah dat fiancee of yahrs, Clara." She forced herself to smile as she waved the older woman away.

Rogue then turned and finished the final clean up and looked up to see the clocks struck midnight. She sighed before throwing on her coat and walking back to the house. "I really should just sleep at that darn shop the way she makes me work." Rogue thought bitterly as she climbed up into her bedroom as quietly as possible.

But even as she got into her room she couldn't go to bed yet. Instead Rogue pulled out her laptop and began her homework by moonlight and her laptop's back light. She proceeded to write three essays on women independence in literature, evolution, and the Civil War pros and cons. She also finished her math work as well as memorizing her monologue for acting. As the down stairs clock struck 4:30 am Rogue finally with her laptop still on collapsed on her bed, to wake up once again at 5:30 am.