Summary: After Jean's death a very sullen Logan needs comfort and a now human Marie is more then willing to give it to him. Of course the next morning Logan runs away, only to return five years later to a still young looking Marie and a very familiar two year old raven haired boy.
Disclaimer: I Do not own The X-men. The only person in here I own is gonna be the kid. xD
Pairing: Rogan
Warning: M, Don't know what for yet but it's me so yeah to be safe it's rated M. xD
This Is How I Disappear
Prologue: Demolition Lovers
He was staring at the wall again, lost in thought. Rogue knew who he was thinking about too, she didn't have to be a telepath to know. After all the women he loved had died only a month ago and he was still riddled with pain and guilt for having to be the one to kill her. Somewhere inside of her Marie wondered if it would have been different if she had been there. That maybe she could have touched Jean and knocked her out long enough to stop her. Of course Storm had continuously rejected that idea saying that Jean would either have disintegrated her or Rogue would have taken to much power and lost control and then she would have to have been killed.
It didn't stop the guilt though. That while they were off fighting for their lives and everyone else's she was off being selfish; getting the cure. She didn't regret it though. She loved being able to touch it was the best gift she had ever received. The day she got the cure she promised herself that she would no longer hide in the shadows and be "Shy Rogue" no from that day on she swore to be confident and to always take chances.
This was why she was here, standing at Logan's door, who hadn't even realized she was there. He never did, with anyone. But Marie knew, she had seen him cry, had been there while he had. She had even held him, believe it or not. Yes the Wolverine cried. Because of whom he was and his power people naturally assumed he had to be some big tough, emotionless scary man. But he wasn't, not the Logan she knew.
"Logan."
She took a step in, closing the door with her foot. She was here for one reason and one reason only that night. Even after getting the cure she had kept herself pure, not having sex with Bobby yet. She told herself it was because she was and young and wanted to wait but she knew that wasn't the case. She loved Bobby, but not like she loved the man before her. The man she would never regret giving herself to.
He finally looks up his eyes dark and face unreadable, like always, like how it usually was now-a-days. He just stares at her for a moment, giving her a look that would scare most people, but not her, not Marie. Walking over to him she let a soft smile grace her lips as she reached out, her hand touching his rough, furry cheek. His nice little rough Wolverine trim had turned into a full out beard almost, and it made him look like a mountain man. When she touched him his eyes softened and he looked up at her, his hand moving from his lap to hold her hand, taking it away from his face.
"Marie."
He looked back down touching her hand. It was a usual routine really. Like her he couldn't get over the fact that she was touchable now and so he always loved doing little things like this. Smiling she nodded letting him hold her hand as he ran his fingers over the pad of it. Biting her lip she reached down and grabbed his other hand. It was now or never.
"I'm here Logan."
Because she was standing and he sitting he had to look up at her a soft frown on his face. Smiling softly she released on of his hands to touch his face before moving to climb on his lap and sit there, straddling his legs. "Marie- What are you-"
"It's alright; I'm here for you tonight. However you want me." He couldn't believe what she was offering and she knew that. Just like she knew he wouldn't deny her. Sitting on him now Logan did his best to ignore the fact that she fit perfectly as she sat there leaning her forehead against his, one hand still holding his while the other held his face.
They lock eyes and Rogue slowly brought up his hand to her chest his bigger callused hand inclosing over her breast there. Then Logan's eyes leave hers to move down. She just needed to see that spark of life in those eyes and he'd be hers for tonight. She knew it she just had to get that little spark. Placing her hand over his she gave it a squeeze, his hand squeezing as well making a moan fall from her lips. "I'm touchable now Logan you know that… now touch me."
Then she saw it, that spark. It was clearly sex driven but she didn't care as long as she saw it. She didn't care. His lips captured hers then and she eagerly kissed back, their lips meshing together perfectly despite the few misses as their teeth hit. It was her fault; she wasn't that experience but he didn't seem to care. The weight on her breast increased and she moaned against his tongue.
Some point in there he flipped her so he was on top, pinning her to the sheets of his bed before his mouth ravished her again. He pulled back only for a moment to stare down at her his forest green eyes back to life with lust. So grateful for that she touched his face again before sliding her hand in his hair to rest there.
"Don't worry, I'll never regret this. No matter what."
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The light fell into the room the next morning, right over Logan's face waking him up from his once sleep filled slumber. For once in so long he hadn't had a nightmare about killing Jean or anything like that and he knew the reason why. Looking over Logan's gaze fell onto the now sleeping Marie, her beautiful face serene with sleep. Last night she had come to him with a gift that, if he was a good man, would have turned away. It was something she should have given to someone like Bobby not him. God not him, he didn't deserve it.
Sitting with his back to her Logan let his head fall into his hands debating on what to do. He couldn't stay not after what he did to Marie. Not after taking something so precious from her like that. He should have turned her away. He knew too, he knew that she'd wake up give him a sweet smile and then leave his room as if nothing was wrong. But dammit she didn't deserve that. She deserved a relationship, a man to love her, to hold her, to care for her. Not him.
He couldn't have a relationship and not with Marie. He could never give her what she deserved. But he couldn't stay here and see her everyday, stay here and act like nothing happened, act like everything was okay. Watching her still be with Bobby Drake like nothing happened… That pissed him off and it shouldn't. He couldn't have his damn cake and fucking eat it to. This didn't make any sense because that's why you get cake. But Marie wasn't cake she was a girl, no a woman. A woman that deserved a man not an animal.
Shaking his head he stood, pulling on his jeans and throwing some clothes into a duffel bag. Walking to the dresser he emptied everything in there, grabbing his toothbrush as well before heading to the door only pausing to kiss Marie's head.
"Good-bye Kid."
Then he was gone.
It was only six weeks later that Anna Marie D'Ancanto realized she was pregnant.
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Another story, really? YUS! Another flipping story. xD
Sorry I came up with this idea while in the shower And I love it so yeah. You gotta love it too! xD
R&R please. Not a One-shot either xD
Oh and Nothin' but a Runaway isn't over none of my stories are. Except the one-shots those are all over. xD Still working on Sab's story~ xDDD Just this idea was killing me and I gotta get it out. xD
