This is my first story so please be kind, I welcome reviews. I don't own the X-men. Enjoy...
Absolution
It had been almost three years since she'd left. Happily acquainting herself with no one, and getting into more fights than any twenty-one year old female should, she'd all but driven her reasons for leaving out of her mind...All but the love she still bitterly felt for his sorry arse. Almost three years and here she was, full circle, sitting in front of the man who'd brought her to the X-men, found her, in fact, in a similar situation to this one.
"How long you been on the run kid?" The Canadian husked, leisurely sitting down and ordering two beers. The waiter looked hesitantly at the young girl who was just taking her seat, but a feral growl from the burly man silenced any queries about her age.
Rogue smirked " Ya ain't changed much have ya sugah?"
Logan mock frowned "What, were you expecting me to have grey hair Rogue?" She felt a laugh bubble, God it had been so long since she'd laughed properly, so she let it bubble over. As she continued, her laugh became borderline hysterics, eventually gushing into tears that racked her whole body. Logan, now glad he'd picked a secluded corner away from preying eyes, shifted his chair closer and rapped two hulking arms around her tiny frame.
"Let it out kid..." The waiter appeared with their beers, and cast a worried glance at Rogue...
"Is she al..."
"Non o' your business bub" Logan said, without looking up. When the waiter still hovered uncertainly, Logan told him to get a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses and then he could fuck off.
Two Hours Later...
"Why did mah bastard powers 'ave ta be so gods damned sucky!" There was a drunken pause before the pair realised her pun and erupted into raucous laughter. It was eight in the evening now, so the racket they made was lost in the cacophony of bar noise, lucky too, as Logan had yet to discover if this bar was mutant friendly or not, and for Rogue's sake, he'd keep it that way, for now at least. He turned to her as the laughter died down.
"Huh huh...So strips, where you been staying? You look rough as hell kiddo" Though he kept the worry from reaching his face, inside it was eating him up. He should've been there when she needed him. Wouldn't have stopped her from going mind but maybe she would've let him go with her.
"Here, there, floor, car seat...Anywhere really sugah" She smiled drunkenly at him, but he could see it didn't reach her eyes. His mind, completely sober now due to his damn mutation, decided he was gonna take damn good care of her, whether she liked it or not.
"You got a place t' stay tonight?" The southern girl shook her head. "You're staying at mine then, don't argue, there's no point"
That slow drunken smile spread into a genuine grin across her beautiful face. "Always there for meh, ain't ya Logan" Slightly embarrassed by her prolonged gaze, Logan gave only a gruff mumble and then yelled at a passing waiter for the bill, if they stayed any longer, Rogue might get even mushier, and that was something he just could not handle.
As he helped her stumbling form back to his apartment, he became acutely aware that they were being followed. Keeping pace, he sniffed the air and caught a very unwelcome scent. He wondered how long he'd been following her, and why he hadn't approached earlier. Logan had to hand it to the boy, it wasn't easy for someone to get under his radar for so long without being picked up on; he must have been close by all night. At any rate, he wasn't making himself known, or causing trouble, so Logan thought best to leave it for now, and just get the now slur singing Rogue home.
Remy LeBeau watched silently as Wolverine carried a very drunk Rogue down the icy, winter road. His heart gave a familiar, painful tug as memories of drunken nights he'd spent with her, tried to flood their way into his conscience. Her rough, loud, beautiful laugh, kissing those full soft lips, lying her down on the bed, naked...Sighing, he summoned the strength to push them back. She didn't want him, didn't love him, not any more at least, not after what she'd seen in his head. He couldn't blame her, and fully respected her decision to leave, but after eight agonising months without her, he decided to follow, to what purpose he couldn't say, he just had to find her. She'd disappeared better than he thought she would, it took him a long time, he had to utilise a lot of his skills as a thief before he tracked down where she was. That was two weeks ago. Sighing heavily again he moved to a better viewing point, making no noise still.
He froze when he saw Logan incline his head up and sniff. Damn it, he should've been more careful, he'd moved straight into the wind flow. He waited for Wolverine to make his move; instead however, he just kept walking. Curious thought the Cajun, very curious. It was then he heard her singing, his heart swelled and he chuckled quietly, 'Damn de fille must be drunk'. Damn de fille, that fille, that damned woman who had the Cajun's heart so firmly in her clutches. Everyday he found a part of himself asking 'What de hell d'you tink ya doing homme? De old Remy would never let a fille force him half the way over de world!' No, the old Remy wouldn't, and sometimes the old Remy would rear his horny head and find some bar, get drunk, get a slutty fille and bang her into next Wednesday...and regret it heavily the next day. Much as it conflicted against his natural character, he loved her. So, here he was, Canada, in the middle of winter freezing his ass off...for her.
He had to make a decision now, whether to accept that she'd be safe with Logan and go away, or, seeing as Logan knew he was here anyway, make himself known to her. He chose the latter but decided to wait until she'd most definitely be up; Logan would be free to skin him alive otherwise, and he was hoping she'd at least save him from that. Mind made up, he followed Logan, at a distance, to his home then finding a dry spot between some Redwoods, settled down for the night. His heart pounded in anticipation at the thought of seeing her again, and it was many hours until he finally got off to a restless sleep.
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