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Continuation: Following "What If?" #98.
'What If' Summary/Spoilers: Mystique adopted Rogue, and when got to 
Mystique's place she saw a face in the attic.  A couple days later, she goes 
to look and finds "Michael," aka Nightcrawler.  She asks Raven about him and 
learns he's her son.  They become friends, I suspect they fall in love, and 
at the end she tries to take him away from the house, when she realizes why 
Mystique had hid him away all his life in the attic, but they get confronted 
by the Brotherhood mutants because Raven had kept Michael a secret, so they 
assumed he was an X-Man being sent to attack them.  Avalanche, Blob and Pyro 
end up paralyzing Michael in battle and Michael tells Rogue to go on for 
them, to be free, because he cant teleport. So, she kisses him, absorbs him, 
and runs away.

Dear Mama... no, Raven,

Ah don' know really how ta start this letter, but ah guess ah can jus' be 
honest.  Ah hate ya, for wha' ya did ta me, and ta Michael.  It wasn' fair, 
wha' ya did ta us.  Ah *loved* him, an' got him ripped away from me before 
ah had the chance to tell him that.

Know what's funny, 'mama?'  He always loved ya, despite t'fact he shouldn't 
have.  Despite his not wantin' ta be alone, he listened, and knew what ya 
told him was for the best.  Ah wish ah could match *any* of his love, what 
he showed for ya.  Lawd, ah wish ah could even match the *pity* he felt for 
ya.

Ah'm movin' on with mah life.  Ah'd stayed alone for nearly t'last two 
years.  Ah'm joinin' t'X-Men.  They're nice, an' very acceptin' ta me.  
Professor X, ya know him as 'that blasted bald man,' better, probably is 
helpin' me gain control over t'teleportin' powers Michael gave me.  He's 
very understanding, and ya know what he let me do?  Ah got ta talk to 
Michael on the astral plane.  Got ta tell him ah loved him, and was sorry 
abou' all that happened.  He told me he loved me, too, and wanted me to find 
someone else to love, since he couldn't be there for me.  He'll always be 
with me, in more then one way, and ah told him that.  He smiled, kissed me, 
and told me to tell you he loved ya.

Ah did find someone new.  Ah don' love him as much as Michael, but a very 
close second.  His name is Remy, and ah love him on so many different 
levels.  He accepts me for who I am, not what I look like.  An' since ah'm 
mostly fur now, ah can touch him in a normal relationship.  I sometimes find 
him starin' at my tail, then he mutters about 'cute chat like femmes.'  Ah'm 
still not sure abou' tha', but he has the cutest accent when he says it.  
He's Cajun, ya know.

Ah really don' know why ah'm sendin' this, but ah guess it's a final closure 
on this part of my life.  Ah did love ya, Raven, at one time, until you took 
Michael.

Goodbye, Raven.

-Rogue