Summary: A younger, darker Rogue feels alone when the one man she cares about leaves her. Unable to stay at Mutant High any longer Marie runs away in an attempt to live on her own. However she soon finds out it's more then she can handle. Can the same man that left her all alone bring her back from the depths of destruction?

Pairing: RoguexLogan

Warning: This is a mainly dark and grim story. I will try and refrain from any humor as possible.

Rating: M for violence, language, and sexual situations.

Disclaimers: I do not own any of these characters! None! But this plot is entirely my own~

Song: Viva La Gloria (Little Girl) by Green Day

Nothin' but a Runaway

Chapter Three: Independent Hardhead

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Runaway
From the river to the street
And find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
When you got no place to go

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Wolverine stopped his truck at a bar right outside of Canada. It was a pretty busy bar, right on the highway so they probably got a lot of truckers and people like that. However Logan didn't care about any of that, he just cared about the fact that he could smell her, Rogue, inside there. Instead of going in right away he sat there staring out his frosted window.

Should he really get her?

Who was he to order her back to the academy…?

But dammit being out here all by herself at seventeen was not a good idea! She had to be stupid… She could get kidnapped, raped, killed. Maybe not raped because of her power but still… getting killed wasn't much better. And he'd be dead before he let her die. He hadn't almost ended his life to save hers just so she could lose hers to some mugger or something. Opening the door to his truck he got out, slamming it behind him before walking into the bar.

He saw her right away, in tiny shorts too. Was it wrong he noticed that first? Well actually he didn't notice that first he noticed the man she was waiting on and how he was looking at her. So she was a waitress…. Well at least she wasn't starving then. Logan's thoughts ran off the moment she walked away, swinging her hips, his jaw going slack. What was she doing? Rage roared up inside of him as he watched her. She was just a kid dammit.

Grumbling he stalked over to a table near the other man's. He knew enough about waiting and shit like that that a lot of them had their own sections so naturally he assumed this one was Rogue's. To his pleasure the cook chastised her about the hip swinging. Of course he didn't do as good of a job as Logan would have but he did quite alright. Then Rogue just laughed in off good naturedly and smiled. Smiled. He was worried sick about her and she was fucking smiling?

Her skin… The man knew about her skin. A frown appeared on Logan's face at that… So they were mutant friendly… well at least that was a plus. And the man called her Anna, not Rogue or Marie. Just Anna. Good that also showed she had her own way of keeping her distance.

Then a red haired older woman popped up besides her and mentioned Logan himself. He suppressed a smirk. It was only a matter of time before Rogue saw him… Oh there it is. His eyes locked with hers and he stared at her hard his dark green eyes boring into her lighter ones. Telling her silently he was there for her.

Then she coward out. He growled silently at the other woman bounced to him, "Can I take your order?"

"No… but she can…" Logan hisses watching Rogue disappear into the back. He didn't care about the other woman or that she was pissed off that he ignored her. He was focused on Rogue, he was here for Rogue. To bring her home.

Ignoring whatever the hell the woman said next he stood and stalked to the bar grabbing the man's attention instantly, "May I help you?"

"I'd like to talk with one of your waitresses… Anna?" He had to keep it civil or there would be chaos and that would just run Rogue off more.

"Sorry but she's not accepting dates. She's taken." Two things interesting about that. One, the man said it so calmly and casually, so played out that it was obvious Logan wasn't the first one he said it too. Two? It's it obvious? When did Rogue get a damn boyfriend when she couldn't even touch people?

"Not askin' for one. I'm just here to chat with her, that's all."

"Sorry no go."

"Listen, bub." Logan hisses leaning in, "I know that girl back there better then you do and I'll be damned if you don't let me talk to her."

Sam frowned looking up at the dark haired man. He didn't trust him right away. Nothing personal he just didn't look like the type to trust, "You her father or something?" he looked old enough, that was for sure. If he had Anna young, which was possible.

"Nah, a friend."

"You'd be surprised how many people I get saying that about my waitresses." Sam sighed obviously annoyed, "Tell ya' what I'll go tell her you're here and see if she wants to talk to you. What's your name?"

Logan growled brushing a hand through his dark mass of hair."That's just it… Ugh fine. The name is Wolverine."

"Wolverine?"

"She knows it just tell her."

"Fine, fine." Sam sighed and turned around heading into the back where he saw Rogue sitting on the floor her head in her hands, "Anna?"

She looked up and gave him a weak smile. She wasn't crying which meant she was okay… or at least not at crying level, "I got a man in there, goes by Wolverine, says he knows you?"

She clears her throat before nodding, "Yeah I know 'em."

"He wants to talk to you…. But I don't like him… What do you want?"

"No… A-ah can't talk to 'em…. Make 'em leave would ya'?" Her accent was getting thicker which Sam knew meant she was getting upset. Frowning he kneeled down touching her clothed shoulder.

"You alright kid? Did this guy… hurt you or something? Am I going to want to hurt him?"

"Nah… Sam he didn't hurt me… jus' I can't talk to 'em al'ight?"

Sam sighs and nods before standing giving her a worried look, "Sure thing Anna I'll just tell him…." Then he walks out back into the bar, noticing the man was now sitting down his fingers anxiously tapping against the wood of the bar. Seeing him coming the man sits his head up.

"So?"

"Sorry she doesn't want to see you…" Sam paused for a minute looking over the man's face before speaking again, "I need you to leave."

Anger rose up in Logan almost instantly. She didn't want to see him? She left him without any explanation and she wouldn't even fucking talk to him? Absently inside his pocket he gripped his tags tighter before focusing his eyes on the other man, "I ain't leavin' till I talk to her."

"If you don't leave I'll have to force you out…"

Logan laughed darkly before standing and straightening to his normal height, "Try it bub but I promise there will be more harm on you then me." He growls dangerously but not revealing his claws… not yet. Dammit he was going to talk to Rogue, even if he had to force her to talk to him. Not the smartest idea but still he had to get her to talk to him somehow.

Sam didn't flinch about to open his mouth to speak before he was interrupted, "Leave Logan." Both of their heads snap up and Sam sees Anna, standing there awkwardly a frown on her face.

"Rogue…"

Rogue sighed staring at him before closing her eyes. She couldn't believe he was here, chasing after again. She didn't need him to chase after her, she didn't need him period. "I want you to leave Logan. I don't want to see you alright? And believe me if you ruin Sam's business because you're stubborn I'll hate you." It stung and she knew it.

It didn't sting as much as finding that she left him and his tags though, he wondered if she knew that. Glaring at her he growled, "Fine Rogue if that's how you want it then I'll fucking leave. But remember something. You left me this time." And then he was gone and out the door.

Rogue realized she was holding her breath and released it before sighing, "Anna…?" Ignoring Sam she retreated back into the kitchen and to Sam's office where she sat down, pulling her knees up to her chest and letting the tears flow. God what was wrong with her? It was just Logan, she didn't need him. He'd just leave her again. Once he got her back home he'd be gone again, to find another lead, forgetting all about her.

"Hey…"

Looking up she saw Sam again. God he was so kind and caring she really didn't deserve it. "I'm sorry Sam… I'm sorry about him… I.."

"It's alright." The dirty blonde smiled softly and sat down beside her, wrapping his arm around her in a silent reassurance. But it only reminded her of when Logan did it on the train. God something was wrong with her…, "Anna who was he… If I can ask…?"

He also wanted to ask her why he called her Rogue but, one question at a time. She took a slow breath before speaking, "He's a friend… Or used to be. He saved my life before…" And she repaid him by leaving him and being cold hearted. No, she told herself, no he had left her before she even thought about leaving him. They were even.

"I see."

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I stay in your trailer tonight? If I'm alone he'll…"

"Of course Anna, you can stay in my trailer as long as you need."

"Thanks."

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Okay he lied, he wasn't leaving. Did you really think the Wolverine would let Rogue go so easily? If you do well then… you're wrong. There's no way he was just going to just let her leave like this. No he was taking her back if he had to throw her over his shoulder and carry her off like a caveman. And he would, if he had to.

Taking one last drag of his cigar Logan dropped it to the ground before crushing it out with his boot. It was getting wait and Rogue would have to leave the damn bar sometime. Then he saw her emerge almost stepping out of the shadows of the woods but pausing when the man from earlier came out right behind her, casually draping his arm over her shoulder.

Something deep inside of Logan growled and his Wolverine instantly roared to life wishing him to attack the man. But it wasn't his place, Rogue was just a friend. Besides not like that man was doing anything with her, her power prevented that. Stalking forward a tad he listened to their conversation.

"So? Who cares about your power Anna? You can get around with ease you just gotta think about it."

"Ha, ya sound so confident Sam, and how do I exactly get around my deadly skin to kiss people."

"Well you'd have to use some sort of cloth in the way, like your scarf…"

"What are you getting' at Sam?"

"Watch."

Much to Logan's disliking Sam reached down and unwrapped the scarf from her neck just a tad before laying it over her lips. Then he leaned down and captured her lips with his, kissing her softly. Logan suppressed a growl. What the hell! She was only seventeen and that man had to be almost Logan's age… well not literally his age but how he looked in age. And he was kissing what was Logan's.

Wait…

No, not his… not like that.

To his pleasure Rogue jerked back, "Sam-"

"I was just showing you Anna… That wasn't your first kiss right? Cause technically that wasn't-"

"No it wasn't, ya just surprised me is all, hun. Thanks though… I know what your were getting' at. But a scarf kiss is only so intimate, ya' know?"

"True not to mention sex is impossible without skin to skin. But… You're too young to think about sex anyway."

Logan twitched inwardly when Rogue let out a true laugh, "Sam I'm seventeen, sugah."

"So? Still too young if you as me. Maybe twenty one or something…"

"Well maybe I can have my power under control by twenty-one."

"Here's to hoping." He winks and Rogue smiles before walking into his trailer.

Logan's eye twitched.

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