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Summary: 20 min. with Anne Challenge Response. A new girl arrives at Anne's shelter.

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Marvel Universe > X-Men > General(Moderator)MalanaFR71661021,0023 Apr 043 Apr 04Yes
Title: Runaway

Author: Malana

Character: Anne, Rogue

No Pairing

Disclaimer: I own neither Angel or The X-Men

Spoilers: Though Blood Money for Angel. In the X-Men movie-verse set after Rogue runs away from home, and before she ends up in Alaska.

20 Min. with Anne Challenge



Anne carefully folded a blanket and placed it at the foot of a cot. The money from the Wolfram and Hart fundraiser had bought a lot of supplies for the youth shelter. It might have been blood money, but she had been right when she told Angel it would clean. The money was doing a lot of good.

"Anne!"

Anne turned to find Susie, one of her regulars, standing in the doorway. She had a girl with her. She looked to be in her late teens. She had longish auburn hair, and pale skin. She was wearing elbow length gloves, which seemed odd. Anne smiled at her.

"Hi, Suzie."

"This is Rogue. I ran into her in the alleyway by Rainwood. I told her I knew where she could get a bed and some food."

"I'm Anne," she stuck out her hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"Hi," Rogue shyly shook Anne's hand.

Anne could hear noticeable Southern twang in the girl's voice. She wondered how she had ended up in L.A.

"I've gotta go," Suzie said. "Mike's playing ball down at the park, he wants me to come watch. We'll probably both be here tonight."

"Alright," Anne smiled. "Just make sure you're here before curfew."

"Right," Suzie nodded and ran out the door.

Anne turned to the other teen. "So, 'Rogue' huh?"

Rogue blushed, nodding. "Well, it's Marie, actually. But Rogue seemed to fit better. It guess it's kind of childish."

Anne shook her head, "It's fine. I've had a lot of different names

myself. How'd you end up in L.A?"

Rogue shrugged, "I wasn't headed here particular. It just kind of

happened."

"I know what that's like. Why'd you leave home? If you don't want to answer that's fine, but some people like to have someone to talk to."

Rogue sat down on the edge of a nearby cot. "I had to leave. Things were pretty bad. I found out some stuff, and I had to leave."

"What kind of stuff," Anne didn't like to push, but Rogue seemed like she really did want to talk. Anne knew what it was like to be on the streets. It wasn't easy. If you didn't have a friend, or someone to confide in, it was even worse. It was nice to have someone who could help. If Buffy Summers hadn't helped her a few years back, she'd be dead. Angel had been a help too, although he had more selfish reasons for what he had done.

Anne wanted to help people, like she had been helped. That was why she had started the shelter. There was a lot of horrible things that could happen to kids on the streets of L.A, both supernatural and human. The shelter could help people. She knew that most of these kids weren't one hot meal from turning their lives around. But that didn't matter. Maybe she couldn't give them jobs or homes, but she could offer them some safety. She could offer them friendship, and a kind of family. That was something. Maybe it was everything.

For a long time Rogue was silent. Anne was beginning to think that she wouldn't answer at all. Then she spoke.

"I kissed my boyfriend," her voice quavered a little. "And he...he went into a coma." She looked down at her gloved hands. "I can't touch people. My skin...it does bad things. I'm a freak."

Anne sat next to Rogue and rubbed her back gently. "It's okay. I've seen some pretty strange stuff in my life. You're not a freak. You're just a teenage girl. You have nothing to be ashamed of. I know you don't want to go home. But you can stay here as long as you want. Do you have any plans?"

Rogue shook her head. "I might stay here for awhile. I don't know after that. But I have always wanted to go to Alaska."



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