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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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Rogue reached the house she shared with her two mothers. She landed quite gracefully and got in. Raven and Irene were waiting for her, looking scared and worried.

“Oh, honey, we feared you ran away!” Raven said while hugging the young woman.

“Have I really killed that woman?” she blurted.

Raven lowered her gaze. “I'm sorry, child. It's true. You took everything from her. Her powers, her life.”

“But I never wanted to do such a thing. I just wanted to protect you. I never wanted her to… to die!”

Raven's hands pressed Rogue's shoulders. “My child, I also have done things I'm not proud of. I worked for the Government. They made me do things that still make me shudder and have nightmares at night. It was an accident. You are not responsible for it. I am sorry I couldn't protect you from this fate.”

Rogue clung onto Raven as she cried her pain away. Irene was also by her side, stroking her back, whispering soothing things to her. "I'll never be the same again," sobbed Rogue, finally looking up and calming.

"I know," murmured Mystique. "Too often, we do things we wish we hadn't." Mystique sounded sad and sincere. She had avoided any contact between herself and the girl so she wouldn't pick on Mystique's actual thoughts and feelings.

Mystique looked at Destiny when she felt her tense. "We have company," said the precog a few seconds before Wolverine broke into the house, followed by Remy.

"You aren't subtle, my clawed friend..." said the Cajun as he followed through the hole that was the front door a few seconds earlier. Sage had remained outside. Wolverine didn't trust her and he was certain that Gambit and him could free Rogue from Mystique's influence without her help.

"Marie," started Wolverine, "You can trust, me, I'm your friend. Mystique has done nothing but hurt you the last two years... I realize you don't remember, but I swear you can believe me. I am your friend."

"I don't know you." Rogue simply stated.

"Get out of my home," shrieked Mystique, putting herself between the X-Men and Rogue. "You won't take my daughter from me! Not you!"

Wolverine unsheathed his claws. "I never liked you, Mystique. Remember the marks you earned when I saved Rogue's life?"

"What is he talking about, Poppa Raven?" asked Rogue, distress in her voice.

"Nothing, honey. They're trying to disturb you. We're your family and I won't let them hurt us."

"If you're that trustworthy, why don't you let her touch you and see for herself?"

At this point of the conversation, Destiny and Gambit had left the conversation to their partners, standing by and watching.

Mystique laughed. "How brave of you, Wolverine. You would use my daughter to get rid of your old foe. How convenient and coward!"

Wolverine growled. "She stopped being your daughter the day you delivered her to Magneto so he could use and kill her. The X-Men saved her and she could live thanks to my healing power."

"You don't know what you're talking about. She wouldn't have died. Destiny saw her live on to become the most powerful mutant. She wasn't supposed to take that cure, but to absorb a part of Jean's Phoenix force."

Rogue, at her mother's admission, started to understand that she missed pieces of her life. "What have you done to me?" she asked to Mystique.

"I did what was best for you, Rogue. You belong here. You belong with us. We raised you."

"You did what they said? You gave me to this Magneto guy so he could use me? You did something to my memories so I wouldn't resent you? You uncured me from this curse?"

Rogue was slowly leaving Mystique's side and getting closer to Gambit. Wolverine nodded at her. "She won't let you touch her but you can touch me, once we're in safety. Gambit?"

On cue, the Cajun threw an energized card on each of the women, and pulled Rogue out of the house. Sage was waiting. She hugged Rogue, who was glad to see her friend. Wolverine arrived, running and shouted "let's go, now."

Wolverine pressed the X on his suit. "We're out, come and get us."

The X-Jet appeared and the four mutants got into it. Bobby was holding the controls and he flew away as soon as the door closed.

Rogue curled into a ball on her seat, avoiding the three men who risked everything to take her away from her family. Sage cautiously approached the girl. "You took the right decision, my friend. They were using you..."

"How can you know?" asked Rogue, looking at her friend.

"I'm a telepath. I read it in their minds. Mystique... Well in her own way she cares about you. She has always been selfish. Destiny knew that you were a mutant and what you mutation would be when they took you in. It was their best interest to have you on their side. When you'll reach the peak of your power, you'll be able to touch people, and you'll be able to tap in all the abilities you have absorbed in your life. I'm so sorry, Rogue. I helped them because I had to. But I like you and you've become my friend despite the distance I tried to keep with you. My first genuine friend. I couldn't stand to see them destroy you..."

Rogue was speechless. She hadn't said a word during her friend's rant.

"Sage," said Wolverine. "You said you'd give her memories back. Don't chicken, girl. You helped her get out of there. I know Marie, if she holds a grudge no talk will change it."

Sage sighed and extended her hands toward Rogue's face who recoiled. "I'm not touching you, but I need to focus. I won't remove anything but the locks I put on the last two years."

Rogue nodded and tried to relax, wondering how the way she saw life changed during the last years. Had she matured? Well, she thought, wait and see.

She felt nothing at first but then she heard Sage's calm voice in her head. She didn't understand any word, it was a chanting. The sound made her feel relaxed and home. She passed out.

When Rogue opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was red-on-black eyes. "She's coming to her senses," he said to people Marie couldn't see. "Shhh, Cherie. Don't strain yourself."

This is when she noticed her surroundings. She was in the X-Jet with her head in Remy's lap. Sage was on the other side of her.

She remembered everything. She blushed and tried to get up. She felt nausea take her over as her head spun and turned. Her head fell back on Remy's legs. "Ow!"

"I know, Rogue, it feels like a concussion. I had to shake your brain a little," said Sage, laying a gloved hand on the girl's forehead.

Rogue closed her eyes, feeling weak and shaky. Her mind was trying to reconcile the two years she spent with the X-Men and the time she spent with Mystique and her Brotherhood. How could she? How had she spent so much time with the one who let Magneto try and kill her?

"You didn't know, Rogue. She made sure I obeyed her and erased it. I'm so sorry..."

She turned away from Sage and wordlessly pressed her face against Remy's chest. She cried for the childhood she'd lost with her foster mothers, for the powers she had cured and Mystique had somehow reactivated, for the fact that even though she was attracted to the man in her arms she wouldn't be able to act on that, not anymore. Mystique and Destiny had taken so much from her.

Remy rocked her back and forth, cradling her in his arms. He was glaring at Sage. She pulled her knees to her chest and hugged herself. She was young, she had been under Mystique's influence. Still, she couldn't shake the guilt. She was looking at her friend when she took a silent oath. Even if it were the last thing she was to do in this life, she would help Rogue to master her power. She could see the bond between Gambit and her without reading any of their minds. She looked back at Gambit's glare with teary, sorrowful eyes.

"We're at the Mansion," said Bobby while landing.

Wolverine got closer to the embracing couple and touched Rogue's shoulder. "We're home, kiddo."

Rogue unclenched her fists and looked up at the man who always protected her, who always saved her.

"She's still too weak to walk," whispered Sage.

Wolverine bent and effortlessly carried her small frame inside the Mansion, up to her bedroom. Gambit, feeling empty, followed slowly. Sage stayed at his side. "I'll help. As much as I can, I'll help. I want her to be happy."

Gambit looked down at her with disgust. "Haven't you done enough to ruin her chances at happiness already?"

Sage looked down. "I'm sorry for all I've done. I'm trying, can't you see? I'm one of the most sought after mutant because I can awaken or enhance other's powers. I'm not safe, anywhere. Mystique freed me from jail. She offered me shelter and security. I knew little about her purpose back then."

"Remy thought you a mind-reader."

"I am, but her mind is the hardest to decode, beside Rogue's. I've heard that even the great Charles Xavier couldn't read her clearly. It took me time and promiscuity to achieve that."

They walked wordlessly into the mansion. Gambit was leading her to Storm's office. She was the one who would decide Sage's fate.

Gambit wandered in the Mansion. He was glad they found Rogue but he couldn't help feeling distraught by the ordeal she was facing. He wanted to help her but they weren't that bonded. Wolverine knew her better. He was the best to help her.

He clenched his fists. Who was he fooling? He was jealous of Logan. He wanted Rogue for himself. He wanted her to need him. He wanted to cradle her small frame in his arms...

"It takes some time getting used to it," said Bobby's voice behind him.

"What are you talking about?"

"The relationship between Rogue and Logan. They're both lost souls. They love each other a lot, even though none will admit it. But they have a friendly relationship. More like father and daughter."

"Why would I be interested in the relationship between them," asked Remy, turning to look at the young man with a dismissive smirk.

"I dated her for some time. You can't fool me. I know the look you had on your face when he took her from your arms. I've seen it countless times on my own reflection."

"Don't think you know me, garçon."

"I don't. What you should know, though, is that nothing you'd do can change a thing about them. They're like pieces of the same whole. He has missing pieces, with his amnesia, and she has too many pieces, with all the minds she absorbed mixing with her own. They complete each other."

Gambit turned away. "Well Remy know a little about Wolvie's missing pieces, he was there when he lost 'em."

Bobby looked at Gambit's retreating back. The man looked not much older than Bobby, maybe 25 or something. Wolverine had lost his memories almost twenty years ago. How could a boy around 5 know anything about Wolverine and his memory?

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Marie was lying on her bed. Logan had stayed at her side when she asked him to.

"Life with them seemed so... Normal! I never suspected something was wrong..."

"I know. Sage is pretty much gifted. Or cursed."

"But how did it happen? How did my power come back?"

Wolverine shook his head. "You haven't figured that out yet? I'm not going to tell you. If you want more information about your time with Destiny and Mystique, ask Sage. She was with you most of the time."

Feeling Wolverine's resentment in his voice, she laid her hand on his. "She ain't a bad person, you know," she said. "If she did anything wrong... She's like me. Young, thrown in a world that won't accept muties anytime soon, and not all the people we meet on the road are Wolverines... Many of them are Ravens."

Logan nodded. He could see her point. "I'll see with 'Roro that the girl is given the benefit of the doubt."

"Thanks," she said, leaning back on her pillow. "I don't deserve to be here anymore. I've done the worst thing possible. I've killed."

"First, you didn't mean to, and intention is important. Second, you thought you were protecting your mom. Third, there's no proof you killed her. As long as we don't find the body, we don't know." And fourth, he thought, I've killed countless times. Who am I to judge you and the sad accident that happened?

Not feeling like talking anymore, she cuddled under the blanket. She was holding Wolverine's hand in hers. "I don't know how to feel, what to feel anymore. I've been deceived so easily by Sage's power..."

"You'll figure that one out yourself, kiddo. I felt the same when I lost my memories. But eventually you'll see that somehow, you can trust your instincts. You have a part of me inside yourself, you told me you were still seeing me in your mind's eye. I'm sure I'll help you. Didn't I, when you were with your mommas?"

Rogue had told him about the dreams and the warnings.

"Why do I still have pieces of everyone I... vampirized inside me and you all look okay and not missing pieces?"

"I think you copy those pieces. But I'm no expert in mutation. I'm sure Charles would love to explore this with you, but the man..." Wolverine's voice trailed off.

Rogue peeked at her friend. "I know... Us muties... We're a bunch of fucked up abnormal people... And I'm one of the most screwed. I'm cursed. It seems to be my fate to be deprived of everything people can have."

"Marie... Sage said that someday you'll be able to master your power. Destiny and Mystique knew it too. This is why they wanted you, since the very beginning. You are precious to me. I know you're the strongest person I know. We'll find a way through it, together."

"Thanks, Logan. You're precious to me too."

Exhausted, wasted, she drifted into sleep.
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