The Soul Feels What the Mind Can't Understand

Summary: In a ploy to take advantage of Rogue and her new powers, Magneto opens up Rogue's soul for all the X-Men to see. The thing is that Rogue's soul has been holding feelings that her mind had shut out completely. ROGAN!

A/N: Disregard anything after X1. You need to know that after Logan left in the end of X1, he returned to the mansion aware of Stryker and the experiments that gave Logan claws. Logan knows about the government, but he did NOT get his memories back. This story occurs after Logan's return to the mansion.

This chapter is mostly showing background about Rogue's new powers. The story will go into present time mode in the next chapter.

CHAPTER 1

2 months after Logan discovered his past in Alkali Lake, Marie fell out of the Black Bird when missiles were fired at it and her seatbelt was yet to be safely secured. She plummeted a thousand feet in the air with one thought. Oh fuck! I'm gonna die! She finally hit the ground after free falling for about two minutes. She opened her clenched eyes that were sealed before the impact occurred, to realize not only was she alive, but she felt…fine. She moved to sit up from the position of laying on her back, noticing she was sitting in a crater, a crater she had made upon impact.

No human could have survived that fall. Luckily, Marie was not human, she was a mutant. However, up until that fall, the only mutant power that she had ever exhibited was her poisonous, power-sucking skin. Marie shook off her confusion as she reached for the X-Phone that remained unharmed in the front pocket of her jeans. She instinctively dialed Logan's number. The same Logan that, just moments ago, had been in jet screaming her name as she flew out the back.

Logan answered with a confused, surprised, and relieved voice. "Marie?" he asked softly.

Marie did not know what to say, she managed to choke out, "Um…Can you guys turn around and pick me up?" Logan had never been so happy to hear her voice, yet still so shaken from the events- not that the Wolverine would ever show his unease.

"We're tracing the phone to locate you. We'll be there in a few seconds. What happened? I…I thought you were…gone." Marie could the anguish in his voice.

She decided to be one hundred percent truthful with the craziness she just experienced. "Well, it seems that I fell a thousand feet in the air landing on the ground with the impact great enough to surround me in a small crater. Somehow, not only am I alive, but there was no pain. I've seen some serious weirdness before, but this one is definitely going up in my top three." By the time she finished, the jet was landed in front of her. She saw Logan run out of the jet, phone in hand, to meet her. The two flipped their phones shut.

Logan warmly embraced Marie, careful to not their skin. Her head lay firmly on his chest, while his chin rested on her head. He whispered in her hair, "I'm glad to have ya' back, kid."

Marie smiled up at him. "Oh, Logan, you know that you can't get rid of me that easily." He chuckled in response. Marie continued easing the tension. "Now, let's get back to the mansion so we can find out what the hell is wrong with me." She ended her quips with a smirk, exiting the embrace and heading up the ramp of the jet.

Logan trailed behind her with a wolfish smile saying, "Sure thing, kid. Sure thing."

3 Months Later

Marie was in the training gym with the other junior X-Men practicing fighting skills with their new self-defense teacher Logan. All of the students were paired off for a bit of sparring. Marie was with her boyfriend Bobby, enjoying the chance to beat up on him a little bit especially because he never showed up the night before to meet her at their arranged time in the rec room. She wasn't too sore at him considering it was an honest mistake, but that wasn't going to keep her from having a little fun, was it?

While sparring with Bobby, Marie went to make her next move. That move being a simple sidekick to his chest. She intended to use only moderate strength that would barely hurt him; it would just leave a sting or a little bruise if anything- just like all of the other times they've sparred together. Unfortunately, when Marie kicked Bobby, Bobby flew to the other side of the room and into the wall, leaving a big, Bobby-shaped dent.

Marie audibly gasped as she ran towards Bobby's crumpled form. "Oh my God, Bobby. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to kick so hard. Are you alright?" Marie lent out a hand to help Bobby get back on his feet. He obliged and stood next to her, feeling the pain of the kick seep beneath his now sore muscles.

Through labored breathing he asked, "Is this because I stood you up last night?" He smiled while asking the question to show he was only teasing.

Marie chuckled at the question and teased him in return, "Well, now that you mentioned it..."

The two shared a laugh as Logan walked up to them and the other junior X-Men began gathering around the pair. Logan saw the whole scene. Though he found that the sight of Marie kicking Bobby across the room and into a wall to be quite amusing, he was curious as to how it was possible.

Logan got straight to the questions; ignoring any pain that Bobby was in. "Marie, what just happened?" Inquiring eyes were all on Marie.

Again, Marie decided to be one hundred percent honest. "I kicked Bobby across the room and into a wall using some magical, unexplained strength that I was not aware that I had." She turned to Logan knowing this would be similar to the time a few months back when she learned that she had acquired very thick skin, which made her nearly invincible. "Can you have someone walk Bobby down to the med lab? I have to go see the professor to find out what the hell is wrong with me this time." She released an exasperated sigh.

Logan just smirked at her saying, "Sure thing, kid. Sure thing."

4 Months Later

Marie slept in bed, her dreams running rampant.

Marie was searching through the corridors for Logan. She needed his advice on her guy trouble with Bobby. And since Logan was a guy, he could probably help. Marie made it to the door of his sleeping quarters. She raised her fist to knock on the door, but never got that far.

Before she could knock, she heard, "Come on in, Marie. It's unlocked." The response was somewhat muffled by the barrier of the door and the sound of a shower running. Marie was slightly stunned at first at his words before she remembered the enhanced senses.

Then, Marie entered the room closing the door behind her. She noticed the bathroom door was half-way open and the sounds of the shower had abruptly stopped. Marie gasped in surprise as Logan opened the door fully and walked towards her. He was sopping wet and bore only a white bath towel around his waist. "Hey, Marie. What's up?" The words were spoken in a casual tone.

Throughout this, Marie was mesmerized by a single bead of water that dripped down his neck, to then slide over his hard chest, and travel down his toned six pack abs. The water then went further south to a place that was, sadly, not in Marie's view. When she finally remembered how to speak again, she managed a strained. "Uh…um hey…?"

Logan looked at her expectantly, "Was there something you needed from me specifically?"

Oh yeah, there was a reason she went there. "Right, silly me. Well, Bobby's been all distant lately and since you're a guy, I figured I could probably get some advice on what-?"

Marie was cut off by Logan's abrupt answer. "Dump Popsicle Boy."

That was definitely not the advice she was looking for. A frown of confusion formed on her creamy face. "Wha-What?"

Logan inched closer towards Marie, his feral eyes filled with lust. With each step he took, his towel slipped further and further down until- YUP! There it was, the Wolverine in all his glory. Marie could not for the life of her, tear her gaze away. Logan grabbed Marie by her upper arms, forcing her to look at him. He held her gaze as he huskily said, "Dump him and take what you really want, take me."

Completely thrown through a loop, Marie weakly responded, "You-You dropped your…towel." Logan chuckled at the timid response. He then pushed her up against the nearest wall, pulling away at her clothing. Marie then felt the raw desire course through her veins. Logan was right- she did want him, and now she was going to take him. The two entered a fiery kiss filled with passion and pent up desires that have been hidden for too long. Their hands were exploring each others' bodies with urgency until…

Marie's eye flew open, awakening her from her dream. It was then that she realized she was looking down at her bed. But what startled her was the fact that her bed was a good five feet below her. With a girly scream of surprise, "AHHHHHHHH," she plummeted down onto the bed quickly. Unfortunately, the fall was not over yet because she was immediately bounced off the bed and onto the hard floors of her dorm room.

Logan was on his way to Marie's room so they could walk to breakfast together when he heard her scream. The scream sent him into protective mode. He ran the rest of the short distance to her room, opening to door without knocking to see Marie on the floor looking surprised, scared, and most of all confused.

Marie was searching around her room with her eyes as if searching for a tangible answer to what had just happened. She never even noticed Logan's appearance until he began to voice his concerns. "You alright, kid?"

Marie quickly jerked her head in his direction. "I-I'm so…confused. How…?" She was at a loss of words.

Logan went to help her off the floor, and sat down on her bad, gesturing for her to do the same. She obliged and he spoke, "Alright, darlin', since I am jus' so amazin' with advice, I might be able to help you figure out whatever it is that has you so confused. Walk me through it. What happened?"

She seemed to have calmed down a bit more as she went to explain. "All I remember is that I woke up and then saw that my bed was beneath me."

A small chortle sounded from Logan. "Well, usually the bed does tend to be underneath the sleeping person. Now, if the bed was above you, I would consider that a cause for concern."

Marie glared at him. "I'm sorry, but I do believe that I ordered my advice without the side of sass." She gave him and pointed look causing him to back off, but with a smirk still firmly in place on his lips as she continued. "I was staring down at my bed that must have been at least five feet beneath me. I was floating, Logan. Once I realized that I was in the air, I screamed and lost any control I had to keep me up in the air as I crashed down to my bed in a heap and then bounced off my bed and onto the floor." She paused for a moment to draw in a deep breath. "Logan, why am I so weird?"

Logan smirked at her. "Because I wouldn't have you any other way." The two friends shared a smile.

Rogue stood up. "I guess I better see the professor again. Wanna come with?"

Whilst leading her out the door, Logan muttered, "Sure thing, kid. Sure thing."

After informing the professor of her newly acquired ability, Jean ran some tests to prove that a new mutation had flared up. Now, Marie found herself in a training room with the professor trying to get a hold on her ability to float. The practice had proven to be so far useless because Marie could not manage floating again. She had no clue as to how she did it the first time, so how was she expected to do it again?

Marie huffed with frustration, "I'm telling you, professor, I do not know how I was floating before and we've now tried everything aside from me sprinkling fairy dust on my head and thinking happy thoughts." Professor Xavier laughed lightly at her idea, clearly amused at the proposal.

The door suddenly opened to see Ororo Munroe walking towards the two. "Hey, Professor. Mind giving us girls some room to practice in here, I think I know what can help Rogue float again?"

The professor smiled warmly at the two before departing with a simple, "Good luck."

As soon as the professor was out of earshot Ororo turned to Marie. "You need to find your trigger."

Marie looked hesitant. "My trigger?"

Ororo nodded her head. "Yeah, your trigger. Like what gives you the desire to float in the first place. Floating is just the first step in flying, and being as I can fly, I know that there is always a trigger. So the question is what were you doing right before the floating?"

Marie now understood the logic and she replied, "I was asleep and I was probably dreaming, but I don't remember the dream. I only ever remember some of my dreams."

"Of the dreams that you do remember, what are they usually about?" Ororo was curious as to whether or not their triggers were similar.

"Sex, obviously. I mean, I'm a seventeen year old virgin who can't touch anyone without making them die, but in my sleep…I can touch people all I want." Marie smiled reminiscing in her mind over some past sultry dreams of hers.

Ororo smiled knowingly. "I think I know what will get you airborne." With that Ororo grabbed onto Marie's gloved hand and the two made their way out of the training room, down the hall, and into weight room.

In the weight room, two hot, sweaty, and shirtless senior X-Men were lifting weights. Logan and Scott. Marie stood by Ororo's side, mesmerized by each time that their naked muscles flexed. She was finally brought out of her fixation with their shirtless bodies by Logan's voice, "I see that you sorted out the whole floating thing."

Marie frowned with confusion before looking down to see that her feet were no longer on the ground. She was floating about three feet up in the air.

Astonished, Marie turned to Ororo. "How did you know?"

Ororo simply grinned, "It's my trigger too."

End of CHAPTER 1

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