Rogue saw the trio and stood up in her cell, “Well look what we have here.”
“We‘re going to try this again.” Scott told her.
“Don‘t see how anything’s gonna’ change, but go head’. ” Came the reply.
“Who hired you to kill Logan?” Asked The Professor.
“Ah already told ya’ sugah’, some guy in a bar. ”
“Do you have a name, a description?” Jean interjected.
“Why yes Ah do.” Rogue answered honestly.
“May we have it?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?” Scott ground out.
Rogue smiled icily, “First rule of business: anonymity is key. Ah go round’ tellin’ people who hired meh, Ah’ll never get another job. Actually,” She corrected, “that’s not true… the first rule is: make sure ya’ kill the right person. Ya’ got no idea how embarrassin’ it is to get it wrong.”
“I don’t think you’ll have to worry about getting another job for a while, Rogue.” Jean told her.
“Oh yeah, that’s right, Ah’m your prisoner. Sorry, Ah forgot.”
“And you will be staying that way for the foreseeable future, so it would be in your best interest to cooperate.” Professor Xavier added.
“Or what? Ya’ gonna’ torture meh? It ain’t you’re style.” Rogue answered, confident.
“You sure about that?” Scott threatened.
Rogue‘s laughter filled the room, “Ya’ know, that threat would sound a lot better coming from Logan, but then again, ya’ probably used ta’ comin’ up short against him, ain’t ya’ Scooter?”
“What‘s that‘s supposed to mean?”
“Nothin‘, just that you may be the team leader, but every one of those members upstairs would rather have Logan watchin’ their backs.” Rogue winked at Jean before continuing, “Or in red’s case… warming their bed.”
“Tha-that‘s ridiculous!” Jean spluttered.
“Which part?” Rogue taunted, “Sugah, we both know that given the chance ya’d climb Logan like a fuckin‘ tree.”
Jean raged, “You don‘t know what you‘re talking about! I‘m not some cheap whore like you.”
Rogue smirked, “Right, because Ah was the one tryna‘ fuck Logan behind One-Eye’s back?”
“Jean?” Scott asked, desperate for her to deny it, but he saw the tears in her eyes.
“Why?” He choked.
Unable to answer, Jean fled the holding cell area.
“For what it worth, nothing happened between the two of em’.” Rogue told a crestfallen Scott.
“Logan turned her down. Apparently, he only flirted with her just to tick ya’ off.”
“How do you know all this?” Scott demanded.
The Professor raised his eyes to meet Rogue, finally having put the puzzle together, “It’s your mutation.” He said gravely.
“Took ya’ long enough, but in all fairness, ya’ do seem to be livin’ in a mutant soap opera.” Rogue said, smiling brightly.
Scott looked at The Professor, “What?”
Polishing her nails against the shirt she wore, Rogue sighed, “For a guy who lives in a school, you catch on pretty fuckin’ slow.”
Ignoring her words The Professor explained, “She can absorb the memories of anyone she touches.”
“That and more in one drop-dead gorgeous package.” Rogue punned.
“But that means…” Scott trailed off.
“That Ah know everything Logan knows; your hopes, dreams, fears and weaknesses. And he ain’t the only one Ah got up here,” She pointed to her head, “There’s lots more and we’re gonna’ have ourselves a little party.”
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Author's Chapter Notes:
Thanks go once again to Fage for the beta, and the chapter's title. Another mini chapter here I'm afraid folks. Quick note, I'd like to point I'm not anti Jean, despite what the chapter tells you. My excuse, simple, Rogue made me do it. The woman is seriously scary.