Disclaimer: I don't own any of the X-Men characters they all belong to
Marvel
Rating: PG-13 – R because of drug use and adult situations
Summary: Logan finally comes home, and Marie is nowhere to be found. Will he find her in time to keep the promise that he made to protect her? Takes place after the 1st movie, but doesn't follow cannon.
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Logan was driving home. Home? When the hell did he think of it like that? When did it just stop being the place where the X-Geeks lived? If he looked deep enough into himself, he knew it was home because she was there.
He had gone on his search for his passed, and as usual, nothing had come up. All that bullshit that Chuck had said about how he will help him find his past if he helped them came to nothing. He should have expected it really, he'd been screwed over so many times, why should this time be any different? Why did he allow himself to believe that this may be the last time he would ever have to look?
He knew why. He had seen all the good that this Xavier bloke had done to help his kind. He didn't think the old man in the wheelchair would lead him on a wild goose chase, but that was exactly what the old man had done. So, he allowed himself to get sucked into this whole thing only to be let down once more.
So, he was on his way back home to have it out with Chuck and to see her, and hopefully she'll still want to see him.
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Rogue looked at herself in the mirror. She looked pitiful. It had been 3 years since Logan had left and she had heard nothing of him. It had been 3 years of her life going to hell.
She sat at the end of her bed and continued to look. How had she let herself get like this? Her gaze drifted from her feet up her thin legs to her painfully pinched in waist. She looked up her bruised arms from the countless times the needle had pierced her flesh, up her torso to look at her harsh, thin lips, her drawn in cheeks, and finally her empty eyes. She reached to her side and grabbed the first thing that her hand could find and threw it at the mirror. There was a slight smile of satisfaction as the mirror smashed into shards over the floor.
The noise seemed to shake something out of her and she blinked a couple of times. She slowly got off the bed and grabbed her duffel bag from beneath her bed. One thought flashed cross her mind 'I have to get out of here, I have to leave'. He'd be home soon; she needed to go before he got home.
Grabbing the few meagre possessions she owned, she flung them into the bag. Then, reaching under the table she prized the money that was stuck there with tape off and shoved it into her skirt pocket, picked up her coat and left.
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AN Hey, I know this is short, its sort of just coming to me. This is my first attempt at W R fanfiction, so please don't flame at me, but tell me what you think, thanks :-D
Rating: PG-13 – R because of drug use and adult situations
Summary: Logan finally comes home, and Marie is nowhere to be found. Will he find her in time to keep the promise that he made to protect her? Takes place after the 1st movie, but doesn't follow cannon.
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Logan was driving home. Home? When the hell did he think of it like that? When did it just stop being the place where the X-Geeks lived? If he looked deep enough into himself, he knew it was home because she was there.
He had gone on his search for his passed, and as usual, nothing had come up. All that bullshit that Chuck had said about how he will help him find his past if he helped them came to nothing. He should have expected it really, he'd been screwed over so many times, why should this time be any different? Why did he allow himself to believe that this may be the last time he would ever have to look?
He knew why. He had seen all the good that this Xavier bloke had done to help his kind. He didn't think the old man in the wheelchair would lead him on a wild goose chase, but that was exactly what the old man had done. So, he allowed himself to get sucked into this whole thing only to be let down once more.
So, he was on his way back home to have it out with Chuck and to see her, and hopefully she'll still want to see him.
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Rogue looked at herself in the mirror. She looked pitiful. It had been 3 years since Logan had left and she had heard nothing of him. It had been 3 years of her life going to hell.
She sat at the end of her bed and continued to look. How had she let herself get like this? Her gaze drifted from her feet up her thin legs to her painfully pinched in waist. She looked up her bruised arms from the countless times the needle had pierced her flesh, up her torso to look at her harsh, thin lips, her drawn in cheeks, and finally her empty eyes. She reached to her side and grabbed the first thing that her hand could find and threw it at the mirror. There was a slight smile of satisfaction as the mirror smashed into shards over the floor.
The noise seemed to shake something out of her and she blinked a couple of times. She slowly got off the bed and grabbed her duffel bag from beneath her bed. One thought flashed cross her mind 'I have to get out of here, I have to leave'. He'd be home soon; she needed to go before he got home.
Grabbing the few meagre possessions she owned, she flung them into the bag. Then, reaching under the table she prized the money that was stuck there with tape off and shoved it into her skirt pocket, picked up her coat and left.
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AN Hey, I know this is short, its sort of just coming to me. This is my first attempt at W R fanfiction, so please don't flame at me, but tell me what you think, thanks :-D