Sorry 1/1 (Bobby Rogue, x2, pg-13)
Summary: When Stryker shoots Rogue Bobby is forced to deal with the
fact that the one you love might not always be around. Bobby is
forced to say goodbye.
A/n: No flames because I'm not going to spend a whole page explaining
how Stryker is around. Just assume he found Bobby and Rogue and shot
her then left before Bobby could do anything about it.
Author: Kathryn Valmont
Bobby watched in horror as the bullet seared through her body. He
watched in horror as blood went everywhere. He watched in horror as
she fell to the ground crying out in pain. He ran over to her and
held her in his arms.
There was nothing he could do about the blood or the pain she
was feeling. All he could do was hold her and whisper reassuring
words as he tried not to cry. There was nothing he really could do.
It was after all too late.
It wasn't supposed to be this way. They hadn't even seen
Stryker coming. It had happened all so fast. Damn Stryker. Damn him
He held her as close as he could to him. He knew she didn't
have much time left. He could feel it, but he also knew that she
couldn't die on him.
"Bobby- I- I- love- y- you."
He felt tears running down his cheeks. He had tried to hold it in.
God knew he tried. He had wanted to be strong for her but he found
that he couldn't be. He didn't know how to be at the moment. He had
been trying to hold it in when all of a sudden tears started flooding
down his cheeks. She was dying and there wasn't a thing in hell he
could do about it.
"Don't- you're going to be fine," said Bobby.
He knew that was a lie. He took a good look at her. Her entire body
was shaking so badly and he could tell she had a really bad fever.
No, she wasn't going to be fine.
"No- I- I won't be f-f-f fine, Bobby. I'm so cold."
Bobby held her closer to him, as close as he could possibly be.
"Rogue, don't talk like that. You can't die. I need you. I can't live
without you and I won't," said Bobby firmly as he wiped away his
tears. Rogue gave Bobby a small and weak smile. It was all she could
"You always gave me your all. You- you gave me everything you
had to give. You never held back, but I did. I was so afraid of
holding you back."
"You know that's not true. You never held me back."
"Yes, it's true."
He watched her as she closed her eyes and bit down on her
lip. She was in so much pain. That much was obvious. She was hanging
on for him, he realized. The pain she was in was so great she
couldn't bear it too much longer. She held on though.
"I love you Rogue. I'll always love you."
Bobby just stared at her for a moment not knowing what to say or do.
He looked at her lifeless body that had once been so happy and full
of life. All of a sudden his pain took controle of his body.
"No! No! Why?"
He carried her to the jet. There was no way he was going to bury her
in the snow here. No, he would take her home and bury her properly.
When he covered her up properly he heard cries from below, the other
students. He would have to find a way to get it to them even if he
felt like he was about to die. He had a duty to them and rogue would
have done it.
Five months later:
"You know, she would've wanted you to move on and to be happy," said
Logan one night over ice cream and cokes. It had become
an "accidental" tradition. Every night they would just "happen" to be
in the kitchen at the same time and they would talk.
"Have you moved on?"
"Well, she was my friend and-"
"I'm talking about Dr. Grey."
"That's not an fair question."
"Then don't tell me I should move on."
Bobby looked at his ice cream. It didn't taste so good anymore, but
then again that was the story of his life. Nothing was quite as good
as it used to be.
"I'm going to go to bed."
Bobby twisted in his sleep that night. He usually always dreamed
about Rogue but this time his dream felt real as if she were really
visiting him in his sleep.
"Rogue, what are you doing here?"
"Don't suffer, Bobby. You have so much to give to people. Why are you
doing this to me," asked Rogue with sadness in her voice.
"What are you talking about, Rogue? I love you."
"Yes, but you're keeping me tied here. Let me go. Love me but don't
hold me here. Please. Just let me go."
Bobby watched in anguish as she turned to go.
"Let me go!"
He watched as she ran away.
End of dream
He woke up in sweat. He now knew what he had to do. He had to do it
He was getting ready to go to her grave when he saw that Kurt was
just coming from her grave.
"Oh, sorry. Just wanted to pay- goodbye," said Kurt as he quickly
Bobby shrugged his shoulders as he walked to her grave. He had
brought lilies and roses for her grave. When he stood in front of it
he saw that Kurt had brought her flowers too. Kurt made sure both her
grave and Jean's (empty) grave had flowers on it all the time. Bobby
He stood in front of her grave and he began to cry. He couldn't help
himself. This was so hard for him to do. He knelt in front of her
grave as he put the flowers down.
"In the beginning I thought I wouldn't make it. Everyone
thought so too. Scott was as bad as me but he refused to show it. I
learned I could survive without you but I didn't think I could live
without you. After last night I am willing to try. I love you. I
think I did from the moment I first saw you. I love you so much and I
think that I always will. I'm letting you go."
Bobby turned to go but then he heard a soft whisper.
He sadly smiled to himself knowing those were the last words she had
ever truly said to him.
"Me, too, oh, me too."
Then a real smile came on his face. Rogue could never truly be gone.
Always and forever she would live in his heart.
This time they were his words, not hers. Maybe everything would be
okay after all.