Okay guys, I'm just gonna put it out there. You might read some stuff in here and be like "but in the movie-" I am taking liberties, re-writing things, mix matching stuff.. it's all over the place. Please bear with me, keep an open mind and always send in ideas of scenes that could play out. You might just see one of them in here!
Chapter 2:
Logan Howlett did not put down roots. His memory went back roughly fifteen years and in that time not once did he try to settle in somewhere. Sure, he had a cabin up north. He was heading back to it and the solitude it could offer when she walked into his life.
She was maybe 120 sopping wet. Couldn't be older than.. what, fourteen? Big eyes that stared right into him. And The Wolverine wanted her in the worst way possible. His animal was generally allowed free reign when it came to women but this little girl, for some insane reason known only to herself and the universe, trusted him to keep her safe. He had no intention of letting her down.
Logan also never intended to feel. He didn't do the softer emotions. They didn't help you any in the cage, on the road or out in the real world where people were generally ass holes for no reason. But just like Marie, the caring and the worry got under his skin until there was no going back.
When he woke up in the do gooders school his first thoughts went to her. He hadn't touched her, just friendly pats on the head and hugs and maybe a peck on the cheek now and then. After the.. incident as he now thought of it, she'd slept in her own bed for a few weeks. But of course that hadn't taken and soon enough she was right back beside him. So coming to in an entirely new environment with no Marie in sight put him in full panic mode.
He would later think this over before going to bed. How had he become so attached? When did things change? He was a grown man and she was a child and it was sick and would never work. So why did he think of her now? The school would keep her safe, would help her grow into the well adjusted adult that he sure as hell wasn't. It was better for her to stay here. To be normal. Friends her own age, not a lonely old creep who's hands wanted to wander every time she was near. His animal would eventually get out and when he did, Marie wouldn't be safe from them.
He repeated these thoughts to himself like a mantra the day he left her. She of course came bounding up, a smile on her lips and innocence in her eyes. But as always, she knew.
"Yah leavin?"
"Uh Yeah.. got some business to handle."
"Oh.. well, yah gonna be back in a couple days ain't yah?"
He smiled sadly and her face fell a little.
"New 'do huh? Guess you're gonna keep yours stripes little skunk?" He tugged at a strand of it and her bright smile was back.
"Ah kinda like it."
"Looks good.. looks real good kid."
"How.. how long will yah be gone?" She asked quietly.
"Dunno exactly."
"Ah.. ah could come with yah. Ah won't be any trouble, take real good care of yah like ah did before-"
"Marie."
He hated how scared she looked, as though he were abandoning her.
"Will.. will yah.."
He didn't let her finish, just took off the chain with his dog tags and put them over her head.
"Think you can hold onto these for me till I get back?"
She nodded and hugged him fiercely. He almost couldn't hug her back, because then he would leave and she would be here..
It felt all kinds of wrong.
Seven months later he rolled back in and damn but if his Marie hadn't sprouted up. She'd done something with her hair, had clothes that fit properly and was still almost completely covered up but the black and opera gloves looked good on her. Looked almost better than some women did half clothed..
He tried to think pure thoughts. Like how she was only in high-school. She was in school. She was a student and not his to claim and- oh dear god she smelt so good he wanted to bury his face in her hair and rub himself against her until their scents blended together so every single person knew-
"Hello Logan."
Jean mother frikken Grey. A grown woman and she damn well let everyone know it. She was fire and sensuality and sex. Not jailbait. Not a virgin. Not innocence he would end up tainting because he knew she was an adult who could handle a rough tumble.
"Jean."
She was perfect, just the thing to get his mind off Marie. She floated down the stairs, classy as ever and auburn hair lush. Marie promised to see him later and he nodded, eyes locked onto the woman sauntering up to them. His animal snarled about disloyalty, that the woman's scent was wrong, that she wasn't their mate but he shoved him down and flashed a toothy grin. Completely missing Marie looking back at him as she was tugged away by a classmate.
Three nights later he was in bed, thinking about Dr. Grey. Everything about her made a man's head swim and old one eye was her fiance. Some men had all the luck.
"Logan?"
He startled and sat up, claws at the ready.
"Dammit Marie you can't just sneak up on a man!"
"Ah knocked."
The Wolverine was overjoyed to see her, chomping at the bit to get out and let her know just how much they'd missed her. He clamped down on the animal and sat up, dragging the sheets with him to cover his chest.
"You can't be here Kid."
"Yah nevah came tah see meh."
"Had things to do."
"Like Dr. Grey?"
Not for the first time, his girl had him speechless. He sputtered even more when she climbed into bed with him.
"Kid, you can't-"
"Why not?"
"You know why not Marie. And what's a kid like you know about 'doing' somebody?"
"Maybe more than yah think."
His heart stopped beating. She wasn't- she didn't- a boy. A boy had shook his hand and dragged her away. Did he drag her to bed too?
"That little asshole popsicle isn't it?"
"What's it to yah? Yah have Dr. Grey now."
"I don't have anybody, but we're not talking about me. You fucking him?"
"EXCUSE meh?"
"Don't you play southern belle, answer me."
"Even if ah am what business is that of yours? Yah left meh remember?" She turned to get out of the bed but he grabbed her wrist and held her fast.
"Are. You. Fucking. Him."
"NO!"
"Swear it!"
"HE WON'T EVEN KISS MEH HOW THE HELL WOULD AH BE FUCKIN HIM!?"
She burst into tears and suddenly he was angry for an entirely different reason.
"Did he hurt you? Has he been playing you Marie? I'll kill him."
"No! No he.. he c-can't.. we can't! He d-doesn't have healin li-like yah do. An- an when ah try tah kiss him h-he.. well ah can't concentrate an- and mah skin.." She sobbed and his animal began to whine, wanting to make it better, wanting to soothe.
He let her cry for awhile, holding her tight and mostly ignoring the few tingles he got when her mutation pulled at him. Eventually it faded to sniffles and she was quiet, curled up on his chest.
"It isn't your fault darlin'."
"No. Ah'm just a freak."
"We're all mutants here-"
"Yeah. But yah mutations don't kill if yah go tah shake hands with a new person or knock someone out you brush against in the hall when yah stressed about a test."
"Stop."
He tipped her chin up and kissed her softly, letting his lips hover above hers every few seconds to avoid too much of a drain. After about thirty had passed he hugged her tight.
"It can be done. He's an asshole but you'll find someone who deserves you and will work for it."
"Why- why are yah doin this for meh?"
He didn't answer, just pulled the covers up around them and rubbed her back.
"You can stay here. But just for tonight, alright?"
"Okay."
She would end up in his room for the rest of the week.
