This is a rewrite just to correct some mistakes and make slight improvements to the story
Author's note:I do not own any of the characters ( i wish i did!)
Any other useless notes: well this story is basically abt logan and marie please, please review! This is my first one and i'd love it if i got negative or positive feedback. Hopefully they'll be other chapters.
Marie's thoughts
Logan's thoughts
Angel. Chapter 1
She ran down the corridor, her eyes flicking from side to side, searching desperately for an exit. In the distance a door appeared. She pushed the door open and raced inside, looking for some place to hide. She gasped as she found herself in a sinister looking lab. A huge tank dominated the room and a group of faceless scientists swarmed around it, staring unseeingly into its murky depths. She walked up slowly and cautiously. Speechlessly, the scientists made room for her so she too could gaze into the tank. She gasped and staggered back, filled with horror as she recognised who she saw. She started spinning and screaming . . . and spinning . . . spinning. . . screaming . . . .
Marie woke up screaming. She sat up and could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest. Within seconds the door flew open and Logan, with his claws out, glanced viciously around the room, sniffing for the adversary that had caused his Marie harm, caused her to scream in such a tortured manner. The room was empty.
" You okay kid?" he asked gruffly, finally resting his eyes on her.
" Of course." Marie replied reflexively. She hated to think that dreams could scare her so.
He saw the fear in her eyes and quickly withdrew his claws, moving swiftly towards Marie with a knowing look in his eyes. She sniffled and mumbled " Alright, I'm not okay."
He gathered her slim body against him and buried his face in her hair, muttering soothingly to her. His arms encircled her body and he said gently, " What happened darlin'?"
She began to tell him about her nightmare while Logan caressed her hair. He let out a low growl when she mentioned the scientists. When Marie looked up attentively. The frown immediately vanished from his face and an encouraging lopsided grin replaced it.
God is she beautiful He thought absently
Satisfied, Marie continued with her story, determinedly ignoring the thumping of her heart.
Just breathe Marie, breathe. Don't act more like a fool than you are by swooning over him
" I saw you . . . in the tank . . . connected to all sorts of equipment," she choked out. " When I looked back it was me . . . in the tank."
She looked up at his face as a tear slipped down the side of her cheek.
" Look at what I've done to you," he mumbled.
He brushed back her tear and swept her platinum streaks away from her face. She was beauty itself, flawless, except for the part in her dominated by him; his thoughts, his past. He couldn't even hold her for long - that drove him crazy. How can she be so dangerous when she looks like that? He let her snuggle against his chest and suppressed all groans of desire.
She soon fell back to sleep and he tenderly tucked her into bed. He watched her for a moment.
Peaceful, Angelic, Beautiful . . . Marie. Her hair lay gently across her cheek and her lips formed a seductive pout. Her eyelashes were long and her skin unblemished. Deadly skin. My Marie. My Angel.
" I love you Marie," he whispered.
He let his gaze hold for a little while longer, then he finally managed to break his eyes away. He slowly walked out, savouring every moment left he had in her presence.
She heard the door close slowly behind him.
" I love you too Logan."