A/n: Hey Guys. I have recently become an X-men fan and have had this Fanfic idea running in my head for a while now and had to finally write it. Hope you enjoy. x
Prologue
She knew this day was coming. She knew that one day he would leave her. That however didn't stop her from hoping, wishing that he would stay, for her. But here she stood, in front of the man she loved, saying goodbye. Why did he have to leave? She wanted so much to beg him to take her with him but they had already had that talk; they had had it every day that led to this moment. This heart breaking moment where she realised he may not come back.
What if something happened to him? Would the professor tell her? She shook her head to clear it of the ridiculous images; she had drained him within inches of his life, twice, and yet he was standing before her unharmed.
Cupping her face in his hand, Logan stroked his thumb gently across her cheek bone. His feral sense could detect her sadness and worry however he couldn't let that stop him. Not only was he leaving to uncover the secrets of his past but to figure out these feelings he has for the seventeen year old before him.
He realised his feelings the moment he stabbed her through the chest. The pain he felt as he looked in her shocked eyes, as he watched her struggle to breathe. As far as he remembers, he has never felt this way before, this warm content he has in her presence. He would and nearly had, given his life for her. He knew she would be safe with Xavier who had promised to contact him if anything happened in his period of absence.
Logan knew it was time for him to leave but he couldn't pull his eyes away from her glassy chocolate orbs. He didn't know when he would be back but he promised himself that, if in six months his search was futile, he would return to his Marie. He smiled at the thought of that, his Marie.
Jean who had been silently watching the pair with jealous, decided it was time to break this moment up. The other students would be waking up soon and she didn't want them to see this display of affections. She understood their situation was unique but a grown man in his early thirties who could be over one hundred years old for all they knew, fawning over a seventeen year old girl who could kill him with a touch, was just wrong.
She understood why they would be a good couple; Logan is the only one to be exposed to Rogue's ability for an extended period of time without dying as well as being able to share his ability to heal her. They were indeed a well matched couple, but that did not stop Jean from feeling this jealous or disgust as she looked at the couple.
At the sound of Jean clearing her throat, Rogue dropped her gaze to Logan's dog tags resting against his chest. Reaching out gently, she traced the stamped letters with her fingers. God she was going to miss him. Miss seeing him first thing in the morning, sitting in the kitchen sipping his coffee, the seat beside him reserved for her. Miss him rummage through the fridge while he grumbled about the lack of beer. Miss him wrapping her up in his strong arms and softly kiss the top of her head. Miss his lessons about controlling her power. Just miss him in general really.
Noticing her gaze, Logan reached up and slid the tags from his neck. Breaking one half off, he placed it in her hand before raising it to his lips. Rogue could have died happy at that moment.
"I'd be back for that. Just promise me you'll stay out of trouble." Rogue nodded, unsure if she would burst into tears if she spoke. "And stay away from old men in bad helmets." Rogue chuckled with him before launching forward, wrapping her arms around his hard muscular body and squeezing as tight as she was able.
Kissing the top of her head, Logan began to pull back. He needed to leave before he changed his mind and stayed. He smelt her tears before he saw them and it cut him like a dagger.
Turning to face the suddenly larger group of X-men, Logan made eye contact with Xavier who had been watching the exchange with interest. Being a mind reader, he already knew what Logan was asking him but Xavier couldn't resist prying into the Wolverine mind.
He could feel Logan's sadness, his heartbreak at the sight at the young mutant before him as she began to fall apart. But not only did Xavier feel the feral's sadness, he felt his love. A feeling the big bad wolverine had no idea of its meaning. As Xavier observed the erratic thoughts running through Logan's head, he pin pointed the reason he was unable to move from his place in the lobby; his fear and worry for Rogue.
"Logan, I promise I will keep you updated." Logan breathed a sigh before grabbing his bag from his feet, swinging it over his shoulder. With one last look at Marie, he turned to leave.
"Logan Wait!" Logan barely had time to face her before she slammed into him, her lips smacking against his. Rogue didn't know what possessed her to jump him but she couldn't say she was upset that she did it. Letting his bag slide to the floor, he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her from the ground, his lips still attached to hers.
He never wanted this moment to end.
But the need to breathe over took his want. Pulling apart, they took in deep breaths, their eyes boring into the others. How was he supposed to leave now? But he knew it was now or never. It was killing him to look into her red puffy eyes and leave her, especially after that mind blowing kiss, but he had too.
"I promise I'll be back, you won't even notice I'm gone." She highly doubted his words but nodded anyway, wiping the tears from her cheeks.
For the second time, Logan lifted his bag and finally slid out of the door. Taking in a deep breath of fresh air, Logan mounted the motorbike and was cruising down the highway before he knew it.
Storm attempted to approach Rogue who just shrugged off the hand on her shoulder and broke out in a sprint up the stairs to her room. Jumping on her bed, she finally let the tears falls.
