Genre: Tragedy, Romance, & Angst.

Length: 854 words.

Pairing: Ororo/Logan.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: It's her last confession. She loves him, but she's dying.

Author's Note: This was something I had written a while back, but never got around to posting. I think this may be, one of my rare RoLo fics. But I must admit this will always be my favorite, the emotions are just pictured so wonderfully in here. I'd like to think of this as a dying woman's dying confessions, because no one would ever expect Ororo to be the first to die, and probably no one ever would until she dies like Kurt did in the comics.

Warning: Major Character Death.


Goodbye My Lover

You play the fool, and think that I will lose this game. I know I'm an outcast, always have been. But my differences don't make me weaker, they make me stronger, they bring me hope. But hope isn't enough for the world we live in, am I not right? You once said you could love a woman who could bring you down to your knees, I've done that literally and figuratively, and yet still…you do not love me.

It makes me wonder, am I really unworthy of love? I cannot even understand how you fall in love so easily, and how some of us fall in it too deeply. But we are still playing the game of life, and until my last breath, I will live on.

And when we do reach 'Game Over', promise me you won't tell me you love me then. We've already kept far too many secrets James. I did love you, once-maybe I still do, when you were the bad boy whom I wouldn't even consider right now. And maybe in your own way, you somehow loved me too.

But I'm a big girl James, I don't need you to lie about something that would never be, but to be honest. I would rather hear the blunt and cutting truth, than let you fill my ears with sweet lies.

After all, I am Storm. I don't need a man to blow me away when I can do it with a bang of lighting.

It wasn't love, maybe it was close, but at least when I close my eyes now, I can ignore your angry-yet-pained whispers of, "Damn you Ororo! Wake up! You can't just die for us; you promised you'd live for me! I LOVE YOU, and I'm sorry I never told ya, but I really do love you. Will you please wake up?! Ro, please, you've got me beggin', and I usually don't do beggin', aint my thing really-I mean it Ro. I'd give up my life in less than a heartbeat if it'd bring ya back to me-to us. Ro don'tjust-don't give up without a fight, please, I've already lost too many women I've loved in my life, and I don't think I'm ready to lose you yet."

But Logan, I am too tired, my eyes are weary, and my heart is done and far too gone to keep on fighting. My life ended, the minute I chose to save you all, instead of living a life that would have killed me eventually.

I stop breathing, but, I'm not sure if I love you too, because you see James, I gave up my heart when I let the attack pierce my chest instead of yours, I gave up my life, and kept the storm brewing so that you guys would make it. I never planned on making it back when I accepted this mission. I might have even planned to die, who knows?

Tell Professor Charles that I'm grateful for all the years he dealt with me. Tell Jean I love her, okay? And Scott that I'm sorry, because there were a lot of things left unsaid between us. Tell Anna-Marie I still love her, even with all the drama she put me through on a day-to-day basis; tell that to Jubilee and Kitty too. Tell Hank he was one of my closest friends; tell that to Kurt as well, will you? I want Remy to know that in another life, maybe we'd have been destined for each other then, but in this life, he's the best friend I've always wanted and needed that I could never stop loving him. Tell Robert to keep laughing and to never change, because honestly, he always put a smile on my face. And to Angel, for being the brother I never had, his silent companionship meant the world to me. And if John could hear this, tell him, he was never a failure in my eyes, I loved-still love him like a son and a younger brother, I could never hate him in this life, even if he was the one to have killed me.

And maybe, you won't hear this, but I've already written it down, because as I said, taking this mission was a suicide attempt. I knew one of us wouldn't make it out alive, and I've already served my purpose. The X-Men will survive without me. You'll find the letter on the drawer by my bedside.

Thank you for this wonderful life.

I've constantly loved you I guess; maybe that's why I couldn't love anyone else, no matter how hard I tried with Forge, or T'challa. I sometimes forget that I've hurt them as much as they've hurt me.

Oh well.

It was a beautiful life while it lasted. I'm grateful for everything that I have been given, make sure to send my regards to the Avengers. Tell them despite those short team-ups, I love them like I love my X-Men, and that they meant so much to me. Tell Yukio she's still my best friend in the entire world if you ever hit up Tokyo some day.

And, do forgive me someday James; after all, I've always liked you best when you laughed.

Yours truly,

Ororo Munroe, Storm


I Love You James...

My Wolverine