Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men. I am making no profit from this fan based work.
Normally, she wouldn't have given him a second thought and just continued on with her forced relaxation with the same single-minded intensity in which she approached everything, but he'd really captured her attention when she'd gone to pick up the key.
It had taken her the better part of two days to finally make it up to the little town; it was on a forgotten corner of the highway, built into the cliff face. And the store itself was tucked in-between some trees next to a single pump gas station.
Took her forever to find too; she must have circled that end of the mountain three times before finally spotting it.
And it was the quaintest little shop she'd ever seen. The inside was even wood planked, with posters and news articles posted all around and the aisles -ones short enough that even she could see over their tops. Rogue even knew immediately who the gruff looking elderly man behind the counter was by the bright smile that cracked up his face when he looked up to see who the tinkling of the bell was announcing.
The grocer had handed the key to her with a huge smile, exclamations of welcome and offers to show her around town before he'd even verified that she was indeed the highly anticipated Marie. The small, slightly rusted bit of metal also came with a small, precisely folded note, which in neat, plain script read:
Cabin's yours till you feel like leaving, remember $150 a night. We have bears up here, so there's a shot gun by the door -careful it's loaded, and the generator is in the shed out back; I'll come by once a week to check on it. It's touchy, so if it goes out, don't bother playing with it; just come get me. There's a small trail right around the back of the cabin marked by blue twine, it'll lead you right to me, don't matter what time; you come get me if it goes out, don't wait. Also, watch out for White Toes and Footie; they probably won't bite, but just come straight to the door.
The note was signed with a simple 'Logan', and its very existence was the talk of the town.
Note: chapter 9. Sorry to anyone who happens to be reading, for the delay in posting. I was in the hospital again. Same old non-since as usual, frankly. It just put me out of commission for a bit.
