A/N : So, I think I am actually done with this story. I may add a sequel at some point, but I'm fairly content with it being a 3-shot fic (though, as per usual, I feel discontent with the content... may have to revise it). It went further then I thought (mainly cause I couldn't stand the dark ending the one-shot had), but I believe this will be the final end.

So, I thank all of you who have read this story. Who have given it a shot (despite the long updates between chapters and the small changes in writing style) and have reviewed and favorited it (and apparently added it to a C2. I'm apparently behind the times XD ). You guys are awesome.

It was three weeks to the day.

She hadn't visited the infirmary. Unable to reconcile seeing the man she was just beginning to see in a coma... one so unlike the ones her power caused... she had taken to avoiding the room. Which wasn't hard, as the room was in the lower recesses of the mansion.

She had also tried her best to avoid the others. It hadn't worked out the way that she wanted, but at least the majority of the other kids were leaving her alone.

"Rogue! Hey, guess what??"

Unfortunately, she still had to deal with Kitty. "What's up Kat?" Rogue asked, trying to add interest in her otherwise bland tone. Kitty narrowed her eyes slightly, but didn't say anything. In regard to her tone anyway.

"So, I have this reeaally cool dress... and like, I was thinking..." Rogue blinked, looking as discreetly around the room as possible. Ray was playing some sort of game with Kurt, so neither of them would be much help... Amara was rummaging through the fridge... Bobby was sneaking up on her... "Rogue!"

"Sorry Kitty," Rogue sighed, guiltily. Caught in the act. She couldn't help the small blush as her roomie and friend glared at her, pouting. "You were totally not even paying attention. I guess I'll go share my news with someone else then." Rogue focused on the brunette with slightly narrowed eyes.

News?

"Kitty! Wait, Ah'm sorry!" Rogue said quickly, moving to grab the girl's arm. She passed right through it. "Not fair, Kat, Ah said sorry!" Kitty tossed a small grin over her shoulder. Now curious, and knowing the expression meant Kitty was going to play hard to get, Rogue gave another quick sigh, tossing a spoon at Bobby as she moved, making him squeak indignantly. Amara, despite the warning Rogue tried to give her, still jumped in startlement.

"Hold on! Kitty stop!" Kitty spun to face Rogue in the hall, quirking a brow in question. "What did you wanna say?"

"Guess you're just gonna have to catch me!" she said, suddenly disappearing through the floor. Rogue blinked for a moment before growling, scaring Jaime as he tried to side-step around her.

"KITTY!"

Dodging various other teens as she made her way down the flight of stairs, she cursed to herself. Kitty was taking her close to the infirmary. That was definitely the last place she wanted to be... "Kitty... where are ya?" she called as quietly as she could. The air down here wasn't to be disturbed... it felt wrong to make any sort of noise...

"Boo! Gotta catch me Rogue!" Kitty phased through Rogue, running through the wall next to her. Rogue's eyes widened slightly, realizing that the wall was the same that housed Remy LeBeau. "Kitty! Get outta there!" she hissed at the wall before she moved to the door.

"Haha! What, and ruin the surprise?" Kitty said back, poking her head through the door. She laughed at Rogue's stunned expression. "Come on! I tried to tell you, but since you weren't listening... get in here!" Kitty grabbed her shoulders, pulling her through the closed door as well, giggling.

"What are ya doin ya crazy girl!?" Rogue hissed, swatting at Kitty. "We're not allowed down here!" Kitty rolled her eyes, leaning against the wall she'd initially entered from. "If Hank catches us..."

"Oh chill. It's, like, perfectly cool for us to be here right now. Look," her hand gestured toward the bed. Rogue closed her eyes, not wanting to look over. "Oh, come on Rogue... Please? Just look... Fine, I guess I'll just have to talk to Remy all by myself. Hey Remy!"

Rogue felt her heart freeze at the greeting. She felt the blood leave her face at the sound of his voice actually responding. "Hello chere. Nice to see ya 'gain." It was light, hardly the strength it should have been, as if he had to catch his breath... but it was joking and happy.

"This better not be some sort of sick prank..." Rogue stated, eyes still closed tightly, though she turned in the direction of the bed. She lightly touched the bracelet, still around her wrist... where it'd been since it had been given to her. It's weight was comforting, giving her courage.

"Please Rogue, do you think I'm that cruel?? Like, honestly! I wouldn't do that to you!" Kitty sounded affronted, and Rogue blushed guiltily once more, glancing at her sheepishly. Taking the honesty in Kitty's face as a go ahead, she turned fully to the bed. A brilliant, amused smile met her sight, red and black eyes expressive as they searched her own green ones.

"Hello mon chere," the card-thrower greeted, tilting his head slightly. "Remy be thinkin you didn't want to see him no more... been up and about for few days... and not one peep outta de Rogue."

"Gambit..." she muttered, moving forward. Carefully, she found herself kneeling on the bed, arms winding around his body. She made sure not to make contact, and she felt his arms hover around her back before she felt the lightest of touch on her shirt. She felt better than she had in weeks.

He was alive, and he was going to be just fine.