"This has to be the weirdest night I have ever had." Marie look back at the sleeping man and shook her head. She sat in the chair in his bedroom watching him sleep. Her stomach growled and she put her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing like a crazy woman. "This is just to damn bizarre." She said looking around his room. She walked out and quietly closed his bedroom door. His apartment was beautiful but it was a strange feeling seeing her art on just about every wall. "I can feel you in my head you know?" She was talking softly to herself as she made her way back to the dining room. She sat down at the table and sipped her wine. "I was hoping you'd talk to me." She closed her eyes and relaxed into the chair. She found the room he'd locked himself away in and walked around it in her mind. "You are the first person I've touched that made their own room Victor." She circled the space looking for a way in. She frowned when she realized there were no doors or windows in his room. "Victor are you in there in the dark? I know you can hear me I feel your presence." She said knocking on the wall. "You didn't stop me from getting some of your memories before you made this room Victor. That's how I knew about Birdy and the baby. You can't keep me locked out forever." She said walking around the room again. "You have a really nice place here." She ran her hand along the wall as she walked around it. "You know, after the real you touched me the very least you could do is talk to me. I'm here alone in your home. Your passed out in your bedroom." She pressed her ear to the wall and listened for any sounds. "Victor do you have any idea how hard it is to adjust to your senses? Everything is so much brighter, louder, smells are...stronger. I don't remember it being this way when Logan touched me. Can you help me out here?" She put her back to the wall and slid down. She pulled her legs up and rested her head on her knee's. "Please?"

"You should eat your dinner. it'll make you feel better."

"Will you talk to me if I eat?"

"I don't really have a choice do I?"

"No."She said with a giggle. "I'll keep buggin' the hell out of yah' until you talk to me."

"Just eat your dinner."

She opened her eyes and looked down at her food.

"I want to know something." She said taking a bite.

"What?"

"The real you wants to die. I don't agree with him at all,but I understand why. He knows I can do it. Why would you want to be trapped in my head for the rest of my life if you want to die so bad?" His voice in her mind didn't say anything for a long while. She thought he'd locked himself away again until he finely said something

"My body would be gone, But I'd be apart of you. A part of something good."

"Victor, Your not the same man I met when I was a kid. You've changed for the better. I can see how well you've done." She said looking around his apartment.

"It won't last darlin', I can't keep pretending I'm not an animal. I can't go back to the way I was. This is the only way."

"Victor..."

"Eat your dinner Marie it's getting late."

Marie mumbled something about the sun coming up to early and sunk deeper into the sofa. She pulled her legs up and clutched at Victor's suit jacket she was using for cover. He smiled at her. She was so small his jacket covered her like a blanket. "Wakey,wakey darlin'" He ran the back of one long claw down her cheek. "Too early." She whined. Her eyes popped open when she realized who was talking to her. "Victor!...Are you OK?" Her hand came out to touch his face. He was setting beside the sofa his long legs were crossed and his hands rested on his knees. "I'm alright, I slept really good." He said taking her hand. She looked at him he had taken a shower and dressed in shorts and a tank top. "How long have you been there?" She asked pulling her hand back under his jacket. "Long enough to get my fill of watching you sleep." He said smiling at her. She sat up and pushed her wild hair out of her face."You have blood on your dress." He said looking her. "It's...not mine." She said looking down at herself. "I know, it's mine." He watched her slip her shoes on. "I should get going, Now that I know your alright." One large hand grabbed her and pulled her down to set on the floor.

"You said we could talk this morning."

"I know." She said not looking at him.

"So when do you want to do this? All this will be yours darlin." he said looking around his apartment.

"Victor I..." he held up his hand to stop her.

"Marie, don't tell me you can't do this darlin'. I know you can. I need this."

Marie began to panic the voice in her head agreed with the man setting across from her.

He could smell the fear and panic rolling off her trembling body.

"No...no no no it's to soon." She was rambling when she shook her head. Victor was confused he didn't know who she was talking to. Him or the him in her head.

"I can't not right now." before he knew what had happened she'd kissed him.

"Give me more time. A month, Please?" She said pulling away from him.

He looked at her clearly bewildered.

"A month?" he asked staring at her.

"Yeah, a month...31 days." She said smiling at him.

"Yeah, Umm,OK...a month." He said baffled.

Marie let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

"I can't believe I just kissed Sabertooth. At least that distracted him from his never-ending quest to die." She said to herself.