Rogue gave Stacey a look. "So, do you think she's broken?" He repeated. "I want control. Do you think I've got control over her?"

"I think she'd do as you say," Stacey nodded. "No matter what."

Rogue smiled. "Fantastic."

"So, what are you going to do to help her? She can't stay how she is now."

Rogue took a deep breath and crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm going to give her what she needs. What her body is craving."

"You make her think that you're the bad guy," Stacey said and looked up at Rogue with love-filled eyes. "But, you're really not."

"As long as you think that,...