Title: Trent Reznor's A What?
Part: Three
Disclaimers, Notes, Etc., in part one.

Rogue let out a yawn as she headed to school that morning. Her night was full
of pleasant dreams of meeting Trent Reznor. Then, since he was buddy's with
Marilyn Manson, she'd get to meet him, too. She'd be surrounded by men she
admired, and wished she could touch.

She couldn't stop herself from grinning. Even though part of her still hadn't
comprehended the fact that Trent was a mutant. Not like she cared. She was
too, so was everyone she lived with. It was just weird when she stopped to
think about it.

"Hey, wait up!" Kitty called, running over to her. "I'm so tired. I could
hardly sleep... I was so nervous."

"Why?"

"We did steal what the Professor didn't want us to find."

Rogue shrugged. "Hey, there's a pay-phone... let's call." Rogue walked over
to a pay-phone not too far away. In her pocket was a mass of change, along
with the phone number.

She quickly dialed and waited for the operator to come on and say the price.
When she did, Rogue put the amount in, which would only cover for fifteen
minutes, and listened to the phone ringing impatiently.

Kitty leaned in closer to Rogue, straining to hear. "I hope someone picks
up." She whispered.

"You and me both." Rogue said, letting out a sad sigh just as an answering
machine came on.

"This is me. You know what to do. I'll get back to you on my own time." Then
it beeped.

Rogue looked at Kitty panicked, not sure what to do. Kitty grabbed the phone.
"Uh... hey... I'm Kitty Pryde... uh... I live at Xavier's school..." The
words spilled out of her mouth quickly. "And me and my friend are fans...
uh... we'd love to hear from you... uh... we'll be at this number at 7:45 in
the morning tomorrow... New York time..." She gave off the number of the
pay-phone right before there was another beep, indicating the answering
machine stopped recording.

Rogue couldn't breathe, her hand clasped over her mouth. Kitty put the phone
down. "Do you think he'll call?" She asked Rogue.

"That was his voice!" She screamed excitedly. Then she started giggling
hysterically. "That was really him!"

"Rogue calm down... Bobby and Jubilee are headed this way... we gotta get
going to school before they see us."

Rogue nodded as they ran to school, a smile plastered on her face.

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Rogue had felt like each of her classes had taken hours. She was on edge with
everyone, wanting it to be the next morning to see if he'd call back.

Rogue could see Kitty was anxious, too once they got home.

Logan stood on the main steps in the foyer, waiting for them. He held a
clipboard in his hands. On it was a list of chores they had to do before they
had their training session after dinner.

His grin was nothing other than sadistically evil.

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"Trent had better wanna marry us for all the pain Ah feel right now." Rogue
said, rubbing her gloved hand over her arm where a robot in the Danger Room
had hurt her.

"Oh... I know. Or, at least call back." Kitty said, looking at her watch.
"It's 7:55. We're gonna have to go... or we'll be late for school."

Rogue frowned. "Ah should of guessed he wouldn't of called." She kicked the
thick metal pole that the pay-phone was on as hard as she could, only really
hurting herself. She picked up her backpack. "Let's go."

Kitty sighed and grabbed her things.

They were not too far away when they heard faint ringing. They scrambled to
it. "Answer it." Rogue said, shoving Kitty towards it.

Kitty lifted it up to her ear. "Hello?"

"Kitty Pryde?" It was a woman.

"Yeah?" Rogue was near hyperventilating, making it hard for Kitty to hear.

"Mr. Reznor wanted me to call you. He would like to apologize for not being
able to get a hold of you at the time you requested, but, will be free
anytime after six o'clock tonight."

"Right... thanks." Kitty managed, hanging up the phone.

"We have to come back!" Rogue said, grabbing Kitty's sleeve. "Ah don't care
if the Professor kicks me out.... Ah'm gonna be here."

"Me too." Kitty said. "Like I'd miss this for all the money in the world."

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It was a little after one in the morning by the time Rogue and Kitty had
managed to get out and reach the pay-phone. Rogue shakily put the money in
and dialed. "He's probably asleep." She whined.

"No... it's gotta be 11... maybe 12? Right?"

"Who is it?" A male voice questioned.

Rogue's eyes widened. "Hello?"

"Who is this?" Again.

"Can Ah talk ta Trent?"

"One minute." Then there was silence. Rogue glanced at Kitty.

Kitty was looking down the road to make sure their feral watcher wasn't
looking for them.

"Yeah?"

"Is this Trent?"

"Yes, this is my phone number." He laughed, then stopped. "You're the girl."

"No, actually... Kitty was the one who called before..."

"No... you were in a vision of mine. Rogue."

Rogue's eyes narrowed. Then she remembered that he was a precog. "You had a
vision about me?"

"Some time ago... you have green eyes, right? And, brown hair? I wrote a song
about you."

"What?" Rogue was thoroughly confused, and despite all she'd been through,
slightly disbelieving.

"Underneath It All." He said. "You take peoples memories."

"But... how..."

"Beats me." He said. "You should come down here. And Kitty. I'd really like
to meet you."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I'm sure Charles will be okay with it."

"Uh... he kinda doesn't even know that we have your number. Ah'm callin' you
from a pay-phone... which, if we get caught... we'll probably get another six
months bein' grounded."

Trent laughed. "I'll call him tomorrow. I'm sure everything will be okay."

"Thanks."

"Bye."

Rogue hung up the phone and jumped up and down. "He wants us ta go ta New
Orleans!"

Kitty's eyes widened. "That is so cool!"

The next part's gonna deal with loose ends for Kitty before they go off to
the Big Easy. :)