 
"Changes, Pt. 4"
Kurt's head lay back against the couch and Ororo lay asleep on his shoulder, both deep in a deserved sleep. Asleep, and unable to hear Rogue return home, through her window. They slept hard, unrestless. Unaware of coming events, unaware of when they could feel so comfortable as to sleep without having doubts, fears and breaks in faith to keep them up at nights. Rogue slipped out of her jacket and sat in the dark of her room. She placed the gift from Remy on her bed, and looked at it. She reached out to open it, but took back her hand and stood instead to take a quick shower, perhaps to soothe the somber mood she'd been having the past few days. She opened the door to her room and stepped quietly down the hall, passing the eyes of pictures of friends, of people she knew, people who all had something she didn't. She saw the bathroom light turned on, and hear the sound of a running faucet. She approached the door slower, hearing the door knob click open. "Please don't be someone who wants to talk...." Rogue hoped silently. Bobby Drake stepped out in his untied robe and boxers and jumped about ten feet when he saw Rogue. "Jeez!! What the hell are you tryin--Rogue!" He caught the fact that his voice was louder than it should be a quickly lowered, "Hey! Rogue, long time, no see." Rogue's eyes opened widely as to verify who she was seeing, "Bobb-Bobby? What are you doing here?" "I came back earlier today. The others said you and uh, Remy had gone out. I didn't think I could surprise you until tomorrow. Guess you beat me to that." Rogue smiled, "Honey, Ah've never seen anyone jump so high," she quietly laughed as she embraced Bobby in a hug, " I really did miss ya, Bobby." Bobby stepped back and patted her on the back, "Oh, who didn't?" he asked in a joking voice. Rogue rolled her eyes, but smiled anyway, "Sugah, we better quiet down or we'll wake everyone in the house. I'll talk to you in the morning, 'k?" Bobby stepped back slowly to his own room and nodded, "Sure thing. Night." "Night." Remy rode his motorcycle fast into the garage and stopped it screechingly. He parked it and strode out of the garage towards the mansion. *Remy!* shouted the Professor's mental image in the air, *Remy! Please come to my study. It's imperative, I need to see you right away.* Remy looked around him, searching for any cause of what the trouble might be,"I'll be right dere, Professor." Remy tromped to the mansion's entrance and quickly opened the door and ran past Ororo and Kurt. Only, they did not see or feel his presense, as he did not see or feel his. He quickly ascended the staircase, his feet pushing up and down quickly, like a piston. He opened the door to the Professor's study and saw the moonlight cast an eerie blue glow on the desk and chair that sat unturned before him. "Professor?" "You wish," was the only response as Gambit was hit hard from behind, forcing him to slip in unconsciousness. His attacker smiled, as the blood trickled from his nose, "And the game begins...." Rogue stepped barefoot back into her room, gently rubbing her hair with a towel. She sat on her bed and saw the gift, still wrapped. She placed the towel down and grabbed it. She felt in her hands, light. She dug a nail into corner and pulled back, revealing it's contents. A pack of playing cards, complete with elaborate paintings of intricate, eye-catching designs of the backs of the cards. Rogue smirked a little, "Well, it's certainly from him...." she said as she placed it on her dresser and crawled under her mounds of sheets and blankets. She fell fast asleep. Asleep like every other person in the house, all except one. One who had forced another to drift away. The blood stained the carpet in the study, but no one would ever be able to tell. Not if it was against the will. Not ever. That was a promise. To be continued...Read part one of the story here:Changes Pt. 1 Read part two of the story here:Changes Pt. 2 Read part three of the story here:Changes Pt. 3 Read part five of the story here:Changes Pt. 5 Want to comment on this article? Send David an e-mail by clicking here:
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