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The Rogue and Gambit Experiment	By : celticmanou Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female Views: 5354 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men or any character in this fanfic, and I do not make any money off it. If they were mine, my name would be Stan Lee.

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Wolverine was looking at Anna expectantly. A few minutes ago, Carol had fell silent and closed her eyes. He hoped the one to show up was his daughter. What had happened to Carol was unfortunate and she was a dear friend of his but he wanted to see his daughter again and tell her she was safe, tell her that whatever happened they could live through it.

Rogue slowly opened her eyes. During the few seconds between her victory upon Carol and her awakening, she had remembered everything. She knew what had happened behind that closed door. She felt tears stream on her face. She took in the face of the man leaning toward her. She recoiled and gasped before she realized who he was. "Dad," she said with a croaked voice as her throat tightened with emotion.

"Anna..." he answered with relief.

"Oh, Dad," she sobbed.

He hugged the girl when she opened her arms. She cuddled against him. She was home, she was safe. Logan cradled her, rocking them back and forth in a comforting manner. "I'm sorry... I'm a trained X-Man, I should have prevented it... I should have been able to defend myself... I was powerless... Some device locked on my wrist... Those people..."

She broke their embrace and looked at Wolverine with angst and horror. "Do you know what happened?"

He shook his head. "No one told me. They all said it was up to you to share or not. I'm worried about you, honey... I want to know but I imagine you don't want me to. Whatever you choose will be..." he hesitated. "Fine with me. I won't pry."

She let him cradle her again. "Thanks. I really don't want anyone to know. I need to forget it."

"It's okay."

They remained a few moments quiet. Rogue broke the silence. "You cured my body... I'd like to leave the medical ward and go back to my room... You know, shower and change from this hospital gown... By the way, who changed me? Sage?"

Logan looked embarrassed. "You arrived in the dead of the night. Only Hank and I were available. As I'm your father... You know... You were healing and Hank was helping Gambit... He was in a rather bad shape. Broken hands, bruises and cuts..."

"Where is Remy?"

"He's gone. He wants to avenge you."

Rogue's skin touched Wolverine's and she felt the pull of the draining. She frowned, tightly closed her eyes and focused to remove the shield. A crease formed between her eyebrows when she couldn't. She had to rest. Then she would try and lower the shield. Some people had lived much worse experiences. She could cope and have control again. She looked at Wolverine, shrugged and walked by his side toward her room. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and she felt good, shielded. He only let go of her once she was in her bedroom.

Alone, she glared at her untidy bed, showing traces of her abduction. In a fit, she threw all the bedsheets in the garbage. An assassin had touched those. She went to the bathroom and undressed quickly. She never looked at herself or at the mirror. She would deal with it once she felt cleaner. She remembered her dirty dress and how she had willed the dirt to go away.

She turned the water to scorching hot and stepped in the shower. Under the steamy water, she rubbed and scrubbed herself endlessly. It didn't matter how much soap she used or how hard she rubbed because she still felt dirty.

Her facade collapsed. The brave front she had shown her father, the mask she was going to wear the rest of her life, she dropped them and curled into a ball at the bottom of the shower. The water was running on her skin, on her hair. Even though the room was hot Rogue was shivering. The closest she had ever been in her whole life to give a blowjob was when she licked Remy's manhood. That monster... He shoved his cock down her throat. She remembered the hurt and the need to throw up when she gagged.

Rogue shook her head. Going through the memories wouldn't help. She needed to see Remy. She needed to see in his eyes that he still loved her even if she was now dirty and used. She needed to see in his eyes that she was a woman and not a broken doll.

She eventually gathered the strength to stand up, turn off the water and wrap herself in a towel. She looked at the foggy mirror and couldn't make out more than the ghost of her shape. It was fine with her. She pressed the tips of her fingers against the cold glass and pushed downward. Her fingers left marks on her foggy reflection.

She turned her back to the mirror and dried herself, rubbing harder than usual. She put on plain black cotton underwear and one of her old concealing outfit. A black turtleneck with long sleeves, gloves and plain jeans. She sighed as her stomach growled. She had been out... How much? Twenty-four hours? Her last meal was the restaurant she had had with Warren. It didn't feel like Carol thought about feeding her body.

She looked at the clock. 10am. Too late for breakfast, too early for lunch. She went downstairs and in the kitchen. She almost expected to find the Cajun on her way but he was nowhere to be seen. She stopped in the kitchen's doorway when she saw Sage preparing pancakes.

"I felt your hunger," said the young woman, her back still turned to Rogue.

"You maintained the psi-link after the night out."

Sage turned to face Rogue. "This is not something that easy to break. What I can do is to stop listening and temporarily shut down the connection. You lived with mind-readers, I assumed you knew the consequences. Now our minds are linked probably until our deaths."

"Does that mean I can read in your mind?"

"With training and focus, yes, you can. We also need to be in the same whereabouts..."

Sage put the pancake plate down on the kitchen table. "You should eat this while it's still warm."

Rogue nodded and thanked her friend. She started to eat and felt slightly better.

"Anna..." Rogue looked up questioningly when Sage called her by her first name. "My name is Tessa. Whatever happens, whatever people say, remember I'm your friend."

Rogue swallowed her mouthful. "Of course. Why are you telling this now?"

"Something happened. Someone is back. My mentor. I don't want him to send me away again."

"I need you Sage. I'm sure no one would separate us."

"I dearly hope you're right."

Rogue finished breakfast and both went to the foyer, where Leech was playing his video game. Rogue couldn't help it but feel uncomfortable close to him. She didn't like to feel powerless anymore. It was no longer the sign of possible happiness, but the sign of possible disaster. Moments later, she excused herself and went to her bedroom. Cuddling in her bed sounded like a great idea. She pulled the comforter over herself and abandoned herself to oblivion.

She woke up in the dark. She had slept through lunch, the afternoon and probably dinner. She got out of bed and wandered in the silent manor. She walked toward Ororo's office, her feet carrying her. She found a man facing one of the paintings hung on the hallway's wall. She didn't know the man standing there but she knew the one on the painting.

"The professor was a great man..." she softly said. "He gave me a chance when no one else had."

The man sighed and turned toward her. "How are you doing, Rogue?"

"I've had better days... But how do you know my name?"

"Don't you recognize me? You among everyone know how appearances can be deceiving."

She looked at the man intently, then at the portrait. The body was different but the soul... "Professor Xavier," she squealed.

He nodded, smiling with warmth."I talked with T... Sage already."

"You can call her Tessa, she told me her real name."

Charles nodded. "I was told the truth about you and the events that took place the last year. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you through the ordeals."

"Don't worry, professor. I had Tessa... And Logan." She didn't add Remy but she thought it.

"Ororo remains the person in charge, my comeback doesn't change that. Moira will soon go back to Muir."

"Moira?"

"My apologies, I forgot you didn't meet her. She's the one who helped me through the whole process. She's not a mutant but she did a lot to help us."

"Professor... Can you still read minds?"

"It took time and genetic science but yes, this body now has the same mutant powers than my old one."

"It must be nice to walk again."

Charles thoughtfully nodded. "As nice as it was for you to touch again."

"Do you think I'll master my shield again?"

"It's up to you, Rogue. I'm sure you can."

Charles waved her goodbye and walked toward his room. Rogue sighed and found herself in the kitchen again. She had absentmindedly walked. She made herself a sandwich.

Sage and the Professor. There was something that she needed to investigate. It could distract her from... Remy's absence if she wanted.

She felt tempted to follow Remy's trace in New Orleans and make BellaDonna pay. the location of her headquarters was in Carol's memory and she didn't have access to it. If she went to New Orleans with no idea of that location, it was likely that she would end up in their jail again. The thought made her shudder.

If she could convince Sage and Logan... With a mind-reader and a tracker it should be easy to find them.

She spent most of the night preparing herself. In the early morning, wolverine found her in the danger room. She was drenched in sweat as she was testing the limits of her strength and endurance. He watched from the control room as she was fighting against the robots and the holograms. She was gone berserk. Nothing could stop her. Her rage and anger made him shiver. He could tell it would be useless to reason with her. She was beyond that. It was the mindless rage that he experienced during the worst battles, those you know you'll lose.

Once the last of the electronic foe down, Rogue looked around her. She fell on her knees and, with a scream, punched the ground repeatedly. Her scream became sobs and she stopped hitting. Wolverine stealthily made his way toward her after disengaging the room.

"I can smell you," she said as he approached. She had tears in her voice and on her face.

"I know. You're starting to control the abilities you absorbed. Sage warned me."

"They didn't make your claws, you already had them."

Alarmed, he knelt next to her and saw her bloody hands. "You remember when I asked you if it hurts? Now I know."

"But you didn't show any signs of it the last time..."

"Two years ago... My draining shield was weaker than it is now. When Sage jump-started me, she made me more powerful. This is how I was able to master it. This is how I will master all those abilities I copied."

Wolverine helped Rogue to stand up. "You'll become a one army girl."

"I already am. Do not touch my skin. I still can't control it. What was easy a few days ago isn't so easy anymore."

"I'm sure you'll do it again." Wolverine pulled her in his embrace. "You should let yourself the time to rest and heal."

"I want to go and free Remy. With you and Sage I know I can do it."

"I don't think that's reasonable, Anna. He was pretty much clear about not implying the X-Men in this."

"I'm not talking about the X-Men. I'm asking my dad and my best friend to help me. To help the man I... The man I love."

"What good did it do to you, to love him? He has dangerous enemies. We have dangerous enemies too. You need to take care of yourself and take things slowly.”

“I can take care of myself, dad. My body healed.”

“Right, your body. I'm more concerned about that pretty head of yours. You didn't give me specifics but I know you were rather shaken. Carol made no secret for the reason why she stepped in. She told me you wanted to die. I have to say I still believe you might be too reckless to be allowed on such a mission. Gambit was asked to stay. He refused. That's his business. Your safety is my business. As your father I recommend you to take some time off, to rest and to seek help when needed.”

“You can't understand...”

“Of course I can't! You didn't tell me anything but that you could handle it yourself. I watched you during your danger room session. You don't handle anything. You need to rely on me. I'm there for you, Anna.”

“I... I can't...”

“Why?”

“You're a man, you can't understand...”

She escaped her father's presence and ran toward her room. Wolverine wouldn't join her but she had his powers. Would Sage help her? She wasn't sure but it was worth the try.

And if Sage refused... she could steal her powers anyway.

She looked at herself in the mirror. Wolverine was right. She was reckless and remorseless. She couldn't care less.
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