"Maxie?" Horatio questioned, "huh..." he touched his eyes a little confused, "Different you say? I don't feel much different..." he shrugged, closing his eyes a moment. When he opened them again he looked confused, touching them once more, "... I can't see...." he concentrated, trying to activate his powers but nothing would come of it.
Standing sharply, Horatio reached out blindly, searching for his walking stick, "Ciara! It's not working!" he panicked.

Ciara jumped up and took a hold of his hands, "Hey. Hey. Calm down." She sighed, "Horatio, we... didn't have a choice. You couldn't turn your powers off on your own so we might have switched them off mentally. Now, I'm sure they'll come back sooner or later." She said encouragingly.

((Horatio might actually come to realize how staying in one place with a group of people is actually rather nice.... CAN WE GIVE HIM A STAR TREK VISOR?! :D))

((lol, Forge might come up with something....))

Horatio only calmed slightly, his panicked eyes still searched for light, "What?! You... off... so I can't..." he was starting to hyperventilate.

((Awesome. <3))

"Hey. Hey. It's gonna be ok." She wrapped her arms around him, "It's gonna be ok."

It took a little while for him to calm down a bit, but he was still pretty freaked, "Where's Max?" he demanded, slowly finding the bed again to sit down, "not that... child. Max, the Max I know."

Ciara rubbed his arm, "He... disappeared as soon as we switched your powers off. He might have gone to try and locate Rogue... We tried everything before switching your powers off..."

"Rogue?" Horatio looked confused, "Why?"

"We thought if we zapped a little of your powers out of you. You might be able to turn them off on your own. Rogue touched you, screamed and vanished..."

Horatio paled, "... she's gone then..."

"...Gone, what do you mean gone?" She asked

Horatio sighed, "do you remember when I was young?" he asked, "practically a ghost. More than once I got myself stuck inside a frozen moment or trapped beneath the earth in the ancient ruins of a city, burried under years of rebuilding. Or even suddenly dropped in an ocean or the ice age. Some of those places took me years to get out of and she doesn't have years, she barely has minutes before the power is gone. Even then, even if Max could find her in all of that, it's more than just time manipulation that's coursing through her, it's millions of lives all wrapped together in one. More knowledge than she ever would have taken in at once before, drowing her mind in everything I've experienced and know. She's almost definately in a coma and she's never going to wake up." he reached out and took Ciara's hands, "She may as well be dead Ciara."

Ciara pulled away, shaking her head. "No. I don't believe that. Rogue is one of the toughest gals I know. If anyone could bring themselves back from that it'd be her! She can't be..." She sniffled.

She'd killed Rogue... "Excuse me. I'll get Dad to come and take a look at you... Make sure you're fully alright..." She rushed out of the room, told Hank Horatio was awake and then rushed downstairs to Pietro and wrapped her arms around him, letting the water works flow.

Hank could see she was upset but she'd run off before he could get a word in edgewise.
Pietro was instantly overwhelmed, though he took it rather well. With the crazy hormones of her pregnancy before, he'd gotten rather good at the random cry-attacks. He held her in his arms and stroked her hair, not pressuring her to talk at all, just letting her cry it out.

She took a deep breath, having calmed down a bit, "...Rogue may never come back... I think I killed her." She whispered softly.

"What?" Pietro looked at her in alarm, "No way, Rogue's super tough-and you didn't do anything" he added, "getting her to drain a mutant's power when it's over the top is practically protocol at this point."

"I know... but. but. Horatio has so much information in his mind... Things that normal people don't know... she could be in a coma, or trapped underground. Or. or.or." She was starting to panic as she thought about it.

"Or she could be kicking ass and taking names" Pietro replied, "She can handle herself, don't worry about her. On another note however... where'd you leave the kids?"

"..." She looked up, "Max is in the playpen. You were suppose to be watching them... DON'T TELL ME YOU LOST OUR BABIES?!?!" She spang up and started looking. "Lulu. ASH?!"

There was giggling coming from one of the fabric bins under the table, Pietro couldn't help but grin, "See, you've got tons of other things to think about. Like how much our adorable children love chiffon"

Ciara rushed over, punched Pietro in the arm and then scooped the two of them up, "Don't DO THAT!" She held them tightly, one in each arm, "The thought the something bad might have happened to you two..."

"ooowwww" Pietro whined, "oh common, how irresponcible do you think I am? Don't answer that" he added quickly, "oh! Check out Ash by the way, she's already getting to be an expert crawler."

Ciara didn't move, still holding onto them. The thought that someone might have taken their children from them. A series of flashes of her days of being a captive of the Reach flashed through her head as Ash trying to slip out of her grip and climb up her front.

Pietro took Ash and placed her on the floor, trying to distract Ciara, "Look Ci, isn't she amazing?" he asked as Ash crawled, rather quickly from him back to Ciara. She had the whole crawling thing down pat.

Little Lulu patted Ciara's cheek, "Hmm. Oh yes. Quite a little wiggle bug." She picked her up and kissed her forehead, "Just like your Daddy. Never wanting to stay in one place too long." She smiled.

((Lucas:Hey, snap out of it MOmmy.))

"Yeah, but I settled down once I found the right reasons to" Pietro grinned and kissed her, "best mama ever"

Ash giggled and clapped her hands, "EEeeee! Be mama eeeEEEE!"