Disclaimer: I own NOTHING….. I really don't even own the story line I just took what I saw and made it X-men. The story technically belongs to whoever writes Gilmore Girls I just changed it to be my own.

Summery: AU: Marie and Logan are friends. Marie has a daughter Kitty( I know that its kinda corny and weird but it works). Logan owns a diner and is kinda a grumpy diner guy, he went on a cruise like 8 months before and came back married to Jean, who was his girlfriend before. They were getting divorced then decided to try and make it work. Xavier is Marie's father, that's why her last name is Xavier and she got pregnant with Kitty when she was sixteen. Marie and her mother Lorelei don't get along well even though they love each other dearly. Marie doesn't like the life that her parents live because it is all based on money, but they are paying for Kitty's collage. John is Logan's nephew and Kitty's ex-boyfriend, she was with Bobby before she was with John and she's single but kinda back with Bobby. Sarah is Logan's sister and John's mom. Scott is the Mayor of the town and he and Logan never agree on anything because he is over the top in everything he does, like Laws and things. Kurt is kind of a lost soul and really doesn't know how to live he looks up to Logan and tries to follow his lead in some things, he is dating Chelsey. Jubilee is Kitty's best friend and her mother is really overbearing, so she is the most up to date with fashion, music and anything else you can think of just to spit her mother. Ororo is Marie's best friend and they are opening an inn together, while working at one that is closing. Ororo is married to Remy and recently had a baby.

"Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep"

Marie rolled over and shut off the alarm. SEVEN O'clock! Why in the world would a person wake up that early? She rolled over again and tried to get back to sleep.

"RIIIIIINNNNNNG"

"Good morning West Chester"

"BUZZZZZZZZZ"

"Cock Coo Cock Coo"

What the HELL! Marie shot up in bed and looked around, THIRTY ALARM CLOCKS! "You are soooo funny!" She got out of bed. Five Minutes later Marie came walking down the stairs, "Okay when I said make sure I get up by seven I meant make sure I have the option of waking up at seven, incase I wanted to get up which I didn't." She walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out her coffee.

Logan turned away from the stove, "No survivors?"

"The bunny made it with a mild decapitation." She walked over to the coffee maker and smelled the coffee she'd pulled out of the refrigerator, "This is decaf, you switched my coffee again!"

"What?" He followed her across the kitchen. Watching her look into the cupboards, "I'm a very busy man, I don't have time to sneak around switching your coffee. I have a diner to run, I have shipments to order. I have things to flip and fry." He watched as she pulled the coffee out from under the sink.

"HAHA, under the sink clever but not clever enough!" She jumped up and down and spun in a circle, smelling the coffee.

"I give up! Go one day with out coffee."

"That's not giving up!"

"I'll put a toy in your cereal."

"Dirty!"

"Fine, you win. Here," he handed her a plate of food, "you're up, you're fed. I'm leaving." He walked over to the table next to the closet and picked up his wallet and keys.

"Oh, hey we need Q-tips."

"Okay, anything besides Q-tips?"

"Cotton balls, world peace, Connie Chung's original face back."

"I'll be home early," he leaned over and kissed her, "Goodbye crazy lady." He rubbed her stomach, "Goodbye, Dave and Hannah."

"Shawn and Michelle," She said

"What" he asked her confused.

"I changed my mind. Don't tell Kitty," she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Decaf"

"Never"

"They'll both have two heads!"

"More to love," she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him goodbye. He walked out the door leaving Marie standing in the kitchen rubbing her stomach.

Marie shot up in bed. What the hell was that? She reached for the phone on the table next to her bed. She grabbed the phone and dialed the number.

"Hello?"

"Kitty, I need you analyze my dream."

"Mom, couldn't you have just come downstairs?"

"No, it's freezing down there. I broke the window last night trying to lock it." She pulled the blankets tighter around herself.

"Okay the doctor is in, tell me the dream and I'll tell you what it meant."

"Okay I'm asleep and the alarm clock went off, so naturally I turn it off and try to go back to sleep. THEN another alarm goes off, and I sit up and there's like thirty alarm clocks going off. I go down stairs and there standing in the kitchen is LOGAN."

"Was he naked?"

"No, he was making breakfast."

"Naked?"

"Okay you need to stop watching T.V."

"I'm sorry continue,"

"So I go to get the coffee and he's changed it to decaf and I know it."

"Hello the nose."

"Exactly, so I find it and then he's getting ready to leave and he KISSES ME and TALKS TO MY STOMACH!"

"Why would he do that?"

"Because I'm PREGNANT! WITH TWINS!" there's silence on the on the other end of the line, "say something."

"You're going to be SOOO fat!"

"Just analyze my dream please."

"Okay, you're secretly in love with Logan and want to get married and have his twins"

"Umm no, I reject that one give me another."

"I don't know, Mom. It could be that you are upset about him and Jean getting married on the cruise and you are felling left out because you always thought that if he got married you would be there. The reason that you were pregnant is because you know that I have always looked at him like a dad and you figured that he could always be there if you needed something like that."

"That's probably it. I know that I have no right to feel that way but its weird. They weren't even like that, they spent a lot of time together and were boyfriend and girlfriend but when I told him that it was a big commitment he freaked out. I can't believe that he got married. It's like now I can't call him when I have something that needs to be fixed or when I get scared. When he told me I was okay but that was cause they were getting divorced but now their going to 'try and make it work' its weird."

"Mom, I know its weird but you have to get over it. I think that you need to just take some time for you. You've been under a lot of stress lately with the inn, Logan being married and me, having just moved to collage. Its been hard for you the last four weeks and you know if it really is this Logan thing then you need to talk to him. I'm sure he will be able to make you feel better."

"Yeah your right. Okay, go back to sleep. I'll see you in the morning."

Marie hung up the phone and went back to sleep. It was another three hours before she woke up. She looked at the clock it was six-thirty. God it was early but she knew she wouldn't go back to sleep. She sat up and reached for the phone and dialed. Two minutes later she heard her voice on the answering machine.

"Hello, you've reached Logan's, I'm not Logan. Logan is a man but he wouldn't change the answer on his answering machine so I did it for him. If you are listing to this it means that Logan isn't here so leave a message and he'll get back to you. Thanks" Marie hung up the without leaving a message. She got up and pulled on some pants. Wrapping a blanket around her shoulders she headed down stairs. She got to the bottom step and saw that someone was sleeping on the couch.

"Kitty, why are you sleeping on the couch its freezing in here your room is wormer." She went over to the thermostat and raised the temperature, "Okay if your not gonna get up, I'm just gonna have to sit on you." She walked over to the couch and sat on the body lying there. She heard a door open and saw Kitty come out of her room, "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"If your there, then who's this?"

"I don't know"

"We have a stranger in our house."

"Hugh Jackman?"

"Or a murderer."

"Yeah a murderer who needed a nap before he came up to kill us." Marie pulled back the blanket that was covering the persons face, reviling Logan. "Why is he sleeping on our couch?"

"Maybe he let John sleep in his apartment so he came in and slept on our couch." Marie said walking into the kitchen.

"Yeah, maybe?"

"Are you still upset about him coming back? Logan said that he was planning on leaving as soon as his car's fixed and he said that he told him to leave you alone. He's gonna be gone soon."

Kitty nodded, "I know, it's just so hard. I think I loved him, Mom."

"Kitty, you can't control what others do. You were there and you gave him what you could. It was his decision to walk away. All you can do now is move on."

"I have moved on but now that he's back it's weird. It feels like there is a lot of stuff that we should have said to each other but never did because he left."

"Well tomorrow he'll be gone and you wont have to think about it and you don't have to stay this weekend if you don't want to. You can go back to Berkeley if you don't want to be around him." Marie reached over and held her daughter's hand.

"No I want to stay. I've never missed a festival and I refuse to start now." Kitty smiled at her mom, "Mom, how did Logan get in last night? Everything was locked and I don't think he could have got in though the broken window without serious damage."

"I told him where the spare key is." Marie looked away from her daughter.

"And why would you tell Logan, when you could have told Ororo or me?"

"I wanted to know that if I was ever in trouble, someone big and strong could come and save me. I couldn't tell Remy cause he would tell Ro and if I told you it wouldn't help cause your at Berkeley, so I told Logan." Kitty was about to say something when Logan came into the kitchen.

"Did someone just sit on me?" Logan asked walking over to the coffee maker expecting to find coffee.

"No, why would you think that?" Marie went over to the refrigerator and got out a carton of orange juice.

"Marie, I heard you saying that you were gonna have to sit on someone. I felt you sit on me." He took the cup of orange juice that Marie held out to him, "Why did you sit on me and why the hell is there no coffee made? You're a freakin' java junkie."

"I thought you were Kitty and there's no coffee because you're here."

"You didn't make coffee because I'm here?"

"Exactly, you make the best coffee in town and since you're here you can make it."

"Yeah, Logan you can make the coffee. Hey, why are you here anyway?" Kitty asked while she went to the cabinet and grabbed a pop tart.

"I let John sleep in the apartment and I wasn't going to drive to queens to stay in the other apartment. So I grabbed the spare key and came in. Did you know that your window is broken?"

"Um yes we knew that the window is broken. What other apartment? When did you get an apartment in Queens?"

"About three weeks ago. Jean and I got an apartment, I stay here when I have early deliveries at the diner."

"You MOVED." Marie stood from the table and walked over to the counter where Logan was starting the coffee, "When did you move?"

"Three weeks ago." Logan said still making the coffee.

"Were you going to tell me?"

"Yeah, I was gonna tell you."

"When?" Marie followed Logan into the living room, leaving Kitty sitting at the kitchen table.

"When it came up."

"When it came up?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, so if I hadn't asked for the next twenty or thirty year's and I sent you a nice fruit basket at the old apartment you wouldn't have ever gotten it." She picked up a blanket and started folding it.

"Its not that big a deal. We don't tell each other everything."

"Well, of course we don't I mean I fell off the bed last night and I didn't tell you about it, oh wait, I just did." She took the blanket Logan was folding and folded it.

"Hey, you know now. Nothings changed." Logan took the next blanket off the couch and folded it. Then sat it on the pile, and then sat on top of it.

"Yeah, nothings change except YOU DON'T LIVE HERE!" She shoved Logan off the pile and picked it up, carrying them to the closet.

"So what." He followed her to the closet and opened the door for her.

"So, I don't even have your phone number." She put the blankets in the closet and turned around heading up the stairs.

"I'll give you my phone number." Logan followed her up the stairs into her bedroom watching her pull out her clothes.

"I don't even know what you live in." Marie walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

"I told you an apartment." Logan told her trough the door, leaning against the frame facing the door.

"Really, cause the way I see it Jean could have moved in with you and it would have been the exact same, except you wouldn't have to live in a different county." Marie changed her clothes and pulled her hair into a ponytail.

"It's fine Marie, you'll came over and see it eventually." Logan turned out of the doorway so she could get out.

"Really, cause me coming over implies that we're friends!" Marie grabbed a pair of socks and headed down the stairs with Logan closely fallowing.

"We are friends." He watched as she pulled on her shoes.

"No, we're not. We're not friends. Being friends means we tell each other at least the most basic things like where you live and when you moved away." She grabbed her jacket and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I can't say." She opened the door and walked out, leaving him standing in her doorway with Kitty looking over his shoulder.

"MARIE!" He turned around and almost ran into Kitty, "God I swear she always thinks that everything is her business." He walked over to the coat rack and grabbed his jacket and pulled on his boots, "I can't even move in with my wife without her freaking out. Kitty I'll be back later to fix the window. Tell your mother to shovel the walk way." With that he walked out the door grumbling about not being able to get out the door with out having snow up to your ass.

Kitty shut the door and went back into the kitchen, "Ahh it's good to be home."