Before I get into the disclaimer and stuff I need to apologize to all you readers.
I re-read the last chappie when I got home…and wanted to hit myself. There were sooooooo many typos! Idk what happened but I really got mad at myself for it. Also I realized that I spelled Alcatraz wrong….GAH! I think its because my brain was running on no sleep when I wrote it and I wanted to have it posted before I left town the next day…
But anywho I'm really sorry about that, it won't happen again.
And no one told me that they didn't like cookies so a made a whole bunch! (Passes out cookies)
And as you know I don't own any of the character in my story: (So I think I've wasted enough time and please enjoy A place to be Wanted
A dream is a wish your heart makesWhen you're fast a sleep
In dreams you will loose your heartache
What ever you wish for you keep.
Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come shining through
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dreams that you wish will come true
His legs were burning, his head was pounding in his skull and his breathing came in short rasps…but he couldn't stop.
Don't look back
Logan ran through the darkness not knowing what was ahead, but sensing that it was better than what lurked in the shadows behind him.
He could hear it breathing in slow steady breaths as it followed him, waiting for Logan's fatigue to make him vulnerable…. Logan was being stalked. Its claws scraped against the slick blackness of the floor, splitting Logan's skull and screeching in his ears.
Suddenly Logan stopped running and let his tired arms drop to his side. He turned in every direction trying to locate his attacker, but his senses were disoriented due to his fatigue. Sounds seemed to be hitting him from every direction and the thick darkness began to swirl around his body, clouding his mind.
But he could smell it now. The feral stench of sweat, blood and decaying flesh swarmed in the air as a shadowed outline creeped out of the darkness. Trying his hardest to focus, Logan strained his eyes to see his attacker.
When its outline became clear, Logan's eyes widened and for the first time in years, fear rippled down his spine.
The creature was mammoth. Its humped back came up almost to Logan's chin. It stood on four muscular legs with ankles as big as Logan's arm. A long whip like tail snapped through the air and it's thick fur shifted as it walked.
To Logan's surprise, the monster seemed to have lost track of him, because Logan was facing its side. He knew he had to do something…and fast…before the beast located him again.
Logan clenched his fists and prepared for the sharp pain to cut through his knuckles…but there was nothing. When he realized that he could not control his claws Logan had a sharp intake of breath…
The monster's head snapped towards Logan and two blazing eyes ripped through the darkness. It's eyes were cold as ice, a pale blue-white pool of hatred, flecked with red as molten as lava.
Not being able to tare his eyes away from those deadly orbs, Logan stood transfixed as the beast charged at him. The whole space seemed to shudder as the giant creature loped towards the paralyzed Wolverine at an alarming rate.
His mind screamed at him to run, hide to do something…anything but stand there as easy prey…but his body wouldn't listen. Suddenly the creature leapt into the air and vanished; the darkness blanketing it. Logan stood still, his eyes scanning the shadows for any clue that would aid him in pinpointing his executioner. The air was dead quite…except for Logan's muffled breathing.
Then the creature was on him again, this time launching itself from the ceiling, catapulting its body at the helpless Logan. All he could do was cross his arms in front of his face in a hopeless defense.
From out of the darkness blasted a shining ray of light, nearly blinding the wolverine and knocking the monster out of the air.
It let out a blood-curtailing scream as the creature began to sizzle in the bright light. Its skin boiled until it seemed to turn to ash and fade away into the surrounding darkness. Logan was silhouetted in the light and he felt oddly drawn to its beauty.
He let his eyes drift upward to where the rays had broken through the darkness and was mesmerized by it…until he felt a gentle squeeze on his right arm. Logan turned to see what was touching him, but nothing was there, It was the oddest sensation he had felt in a long time. It felt as if something was wrapping itself tight around Logan's arm and was pulling it softly. The feeling was warm and strangely soft, defiantly not unpleasant. The warmth seemed to want to pull Logan to safety and for some reason, Logan found himself trusting it.
He was letting himself be pulled away by this pleasant feeling when the beam of light began to get stronger. The intensity of the golden rays burned Logan's eyes; so he shut them tight. When he reopened them his surroundings were greatly different.
Logan couldn't help but feel relieved when his woke up in the bus seat and realized that he'd been dreaming he hadn't had a nightmare like that in months. Logan looked up and out the window, feeling the bright rays of sun hit his face.
My saving grace…
Sighing, Logan turned his head slowly to his right. He had been wondering why he couldn't move his arm and couldn't help but smile when he saw Marie hugging his arm with her head gently pressed against his chest…fast asleep.
She looked so peaceful when she was asleep…that's one thing he had always envied in others…the ability to have a pleasant dream. Logan wished he could see what she was dreaming about to put such a contented smile on her face, and on the other hand…he didn't.
The proud wolverine didn't want the possibility that the dream was about someone other than him…like Bobby. But Logan couldn't understand why such an idea would make him upset. He had never allowed himself to love before he met Jean, and he had sworn after her death that he would never fall in love again….
But as he looked at Rouge's sleeping face, he couldn't help but feel a powerful attraction to her. She possessed an individual quality that made her stand out from the rest. It was a look she had about her that told the world that she was somebody…a force to be reckoned with.
Logan couldn't help but reach over and touch a strand of her white blazed hair, letting it run through his fingers and fall gently back on her neck.
But he wasn't falling for her…was he?
No matter what his heart told him, Logan became bound and determined to smother the feelings that he was beginning to feel.
She was too good for him anyway and besides…she had Bobby.
He continued to fondle Marie's hair, telling himself that as long as she was asleep nothing bad could happen. When a soft section of hair fell against her face Rogue mumbled something, causing Logan to jerk his hand away.
As soon as his hand was resting safely at his side Rogue's eyes began to flutter open...
It seemed to take her a moment to realize how she was resting on Logan, but when she did she practically jumped out of the seat. While trying to explain her self, Rogue put up her hands in an attempt to calm her self.
"Oh…Logan…I'm…I'm sorry, I really didn't mean t---"
" Hey stop trying to explain your self kid…you needed the rest."
"Yeah…"
Marie had her eyes cast downward in an attempt to hide her blushing cheeks. It was bad enough that she had been dreaming about him…but waking up on him was just about as bad as it could get. Logan must have thought her ridiculous she was sure, but if he wasn't going to say anything, she wouldn't either.
In her mind though, waking up with Logan was something she could have only wished for in her wildest dream…but she had to remember Bobby, he was at the school waiting for her to return.
Turning her mind to other matters Rogue looked out he window and noticed that the bus was approaching a small town with open fields on either side.
"Hey Logan…I think this is where we have to get off."
" Can't we just wait for a closer stop, the school is still pretty far away."
"I don't think so….this is it."
"Well I guess that means we'll be doin' some walkin'"
"Guess so."
When the bus pulled up to the stop Logan stood and waited for Marie to go ahead of him. As she stood, Logan got to see her dress fully for the first time. While Marie had her head turned picking up her purse, Logan allowed his eyes to wander over every inch of her body.
Damn…
Logan had only been gone a few months and yet she seemed like a whole new person. The dress fit her like a glove, making her look older than she was.
Just as Logan began to curse himself slightly for begin born a male…Marie turned around and flashed him a beautiful smile…which only made him curse harder.
Stepping off the bus the pair admired their surroundings. It was a small country town with only a few houses, a small grocery store and a post office. It seemed to be lacking a lot of modern conveniences, but one thing it was not lacking was fields. Around every house lay acres and acres of land grown up with grass.
Having been born in the south, Marie guessed that it was between planting seasons so the farmers were allowing the fields to grow freely.
As people passed them on the dirt road, Rogue smiled and gently nodded her head always receiving a smile in return. Logan on the other hand kept his hands shoved in his pockets, not even bothering to glance at the folks who passed.
When they reached the grocery store Marie announced that she was going in to ask for directions back home…
"Go ahead…not like I'm goin' anywhere."
After watching Marie enter the store, Logan realized that it was hot…really hot and he was still wearing his leather jacket. Scoffing at himself, he slid it off and threw it over his shoulder. Now with nothing to occupy his time, Logan began to dig the heal of his boot into the red dirt twisting it as he went.
His mind began to wander back to his dream and how wonderful he felt when that presence was wrapped around his arm. It was odd to think that the presence he had been feeling was Marie…he had never had a real world touch enter his dreams before.
While lost in his thoughts, Logan did see Marie come up beside him and stare at him.
"Havin' fun sugar?"
Logan snapped out of his thoughts only to see Marie grinning at him. When Logan gave her the what's-so-funny look, Rogue pointed to the shallow hole being made by Logan's boot.
"I really doubt you'll dig to China that way."
"Cute…real cute…"
Marie's grin simply grew wider as she began to walk away, leaving Logan behind. When he caught up with her, she was walking towards one of the open fields.
"Mind tellin' me where you're headin'?"
"Home… where else? The man said that to get back to the school we needed to travel Northwest. After about 12 miles we should recognize where were at."
"Kay…that means we need to cross this field. Do ya think you're up for that Marie?"
Shrugging off Logan's smart comment Rogue put on her best southern drawl…
"Suga', I was practically raised in open fields… don't you think I should be askin' you that question…city boy?"
After tossing her hair over her shoulder Marie made her way into the field occasionally glancing over at the aggravated Wolverine walking beside her. Ok so maybe the city boy remark was a little much…after all the first time that she met him was in Lofland City… that little po-dunk town in Canada.
"Aw calm down Logan…it was a joke."
"If I was any calmer, I'd be dead."
"I hope not…then who would I go field hopping with?"
Logan looked over at Marie and cracked a smile….
"No clue."
Then silence sat in. Both of them were comfortable with the silence, there was an understanding between them, as if they didn't need to talk to be understood.
As they walked, Logan reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a lighter and one neatly wrapped cigar. After unwrapping it, Logan placed it in his mouth and lit it, puffing three of four times to make sure the flame took. Logan drew deeply, holding the smoke in his mouth admiring the flavor before releasing the smoke back out into the air.
While he was doing this Marie was starring at him thoughtfully.
"Why do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Smoke those."
"Well…for one… it passes the time, but really its all about the flavor. That's the whole point of a cigar. It's also why you never fully inhale the smoke. You simply hold it in your mouth tasting the flavor and breath it back out again. Besides it makes cool smoke rings."
As he finished his sentence, Logan took another drag on the cigar and blew out tiny little circles of smoke that danced in the air before vanishing.
"See?"
"I guess…but it smells nasty."
"Only certain brands, the cheep stuff ya know, but I can't afford anythin' other than that."
Logan chuckled at his own remark and blew out more smoke.
Rogue suddenly found herself very board with simply walking and began to run through the field.
"Come on Logan!"
Still running Marie called to Logan from over shoulder…
"Catch me if you can!"
Never being able to resist a challenge, Wolverine tore after Rogue, fore going the cigar and allowing her to keep the lead for the majority of the chase. Marie was all smiles. Her face shone with happiness and her laughter seemed to be endless. When Logan saw that she was getting tired, he sped up, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards him.
Marie stumbled and when she stopped, her face was mere inches from Logan's. Both seemed unsure of what to do next, Logan still had his hand on Marie's arm and both of them were breathing heavily.
Logan was the first to move by releasing Marie's arm. The sensation in his stomach was becoming too much for him to handle. Seeing that Logan was leaving the embrace, Marie pulled away and sat on the ground.
"I need to breathe."
"Good idea."
Logan sat down beside her as Marie leaned back to lay on the grass. Logan tossed his jacket out beside him and decided that lying down might not be a bad idea…if he could keep himself under control. Logan rested his head on his hands and looked over at Marie.
" What do ya wanna talk about?"
"I don't know really…I've already bugged you about the cigars."
Marie smiled and turned her head towards Logan feeling her heart flutter. He looked so unreal next to her like an impossible dream. And yet…there he was, looking back at her, their bodies nearly touching.
Logan sat up stretched his legs out in front of him.
"Ya know kid, we always seem to wind up in the oddest places together."
" I guess that's how its supposed to be. More fun that way."
By this time Marie had sat up as well and had her arms wrapped around her legs. She had to fight back the urge to lean in and kiss Logan and she wasn't sure how long she could push it back.
When Logan looked at her, she thought she could see a hint of yearning in his features, like he wanted her just as bad as she wanted him and there was only one way to find out.
No day like today….
With out giving Logan anytime to react, Rogue had pressed her lips against his and closed her eyes, waiting for the rejection she felt sure was to come. Logan on the other hand was fighting a battle with himself. Part of him told him to break the kiss but a stronger part told him that they were out in the middle of a field…who would find out?So Logan pulled Marie into a tight embrace, wrapping his arms around her. Marie's hands moved up the back of Logan's neck and came to rest in his hair as the kiss deepened.
Rogue couldn't believe what was happening…Logan was kissing her and his life wasn't being drained away. She had no idea how it happened, but she decided that she would find that out later…right now she was indulging in pure bliss.
Getting lost in the moment, they fell back onto the grass each enjoying the sensations they were feeling. Rogue had never been kissed like this before. Logan was powerful and confident, the strength in his kiss proving it. Bobby and certainly never kissed her like that…he always seemed cautious, afraid that if they kissed to long his strength would fade from him. But Logan was passionate and skilled, knowing how to make Marie feel wanted.
Logan was trying his hardest to reserve himself…he knew that Marie had only been kissed a few times and didn't want to push her to far. He was only slightly taken aback when he noticed that Marie wasn't sucking the life out him, he was to busy with other things to really care. During the kiss Logan allowed himself to get lost in the lust that he had been experiencing for months and his began to feel at peace with himself.
I bet Bobby never treated her like this…
And that's when it hit him, hit him like a ton of bricks…Marie still had a boyfriend.
Shit…
Logan broke the kiss and whispered her name…"Marie…"
Rogue leaned up, trying to catch Logan in another kiss, but he pulled away.
"Marie, stop."
Looking slightly hurt, Rogue untangled her hands from Logan's hair and allowed him to sit up.
"Marie…we can't do this."
"Why not?"
"Because…your still with Bobby."
Logan didn't bother to mention the millions of other reasons why they shouldn't be getting involved…but he'd save them for a later conversation…
Marie looked shocked. She had gotten so caught up in the moment that she had totally forgotten about her boyfriend. Running her hands through her hair and sighing Marie stood up, brushing off her dress.
"Yeah…."
She didn't know what else to say…what else can you do when you realize that you just cheated on you boyfriend with the man you love.
"So I suppose we should start back."
Nodding slightly Logan stood up and quickly lit up another cigar…this time Marie said nothing.
Oh I know what you're thinking…I can't just leave the chappie here. Well guess what…I can… MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! But anywho that's all for now. I hope you loved it…if so leave me a review, if not leave me one anyway.
I don't think you know how much you ppl help me out when you give me suggestions. I don't think I used any Whaddas this go around…but I must agree…that did sound rather odd when spoken.
So c ya next chappie!
Viper