A/N: We get the other side of the story...

"Baby?"

"In here."

Logan stepped in the bathroom and smiled. She was lying in the bath, head back and eyes closed, humming to herself. He reached down and caressed her cheek, causing her eyes to slowly open.

"Hey."

"Hey." He whispered back.

He crouched down beside her and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. She giggled and sat up the bath. Automatically, he reached for a towel as she stood and began the task of drying her.

"Mmm... slower sugar."

"Whatever you say, darlin'."

He wrapped the towel around her body and picked her up gently, carrying her to the bed. He lay beside her and moved an arm around her waist, rubbing in slow circles on her back. She moaned and snuggled closer to him.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too Marie."

"I hate when you go on missions without me."

"I know."

She shifted closer to him, wedging one leg in between his. He growled and kissed her forehead.

"Let's leave then."

"What? Logan they need us here!"

"We need each other more. Come on Marie, trust me."

"I do... Okay."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Let's get out of here."

"We'll leave tomorrow."

"So soon?"

"The sooner the better darlin'. From now it'll just be the two of us."

"It's just... Magneto's still out there."

"I'll protect you, like I promised."

"Okay. I love you."

"Love you too."

Logan's eyes snapped open and his gaze fell upon the grave in front of him. He'd been leaning against a tree when the memory hit him. For a few seconds he thought it was real, that Marie was his and his alone. But it was nothing but a memory, a dream. He stood up as a familiar scent passed his nose. He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked towards her as she stopped and smiled.

"Hey darlin'."

"Hey. Can't sleep?"

"Yeah."

Frankie sighed and reached out to squeeze his arm.

"It's the memories, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"It's okay, I understand. This is where your wife died. Seeing her grave must be overwhelming. And then there's that girl that looks like her. I mean, swop the blonde hair for brown with two white stripes and it could be the same person."

"Yeah." He whispered.

"I'm here for you. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Come on, let's go to bed."

He nodded and allowed her to lead him back into the mansion.

Logan was finding it hard to cope being around Marie. Wherever he was, her scent lingered and memories would resurface. A week after he'd being in the mansion, he'd spent most of his time avoiding Marie and letting her go on with her life. As was walking back from towards the gym to see Josh, he stopped at the scent of Marie's tears. He walked over to the examination room and his heart broke at what he saw inside. Marie and her fiancé were looking at an ultrasound of their baby. Tears ran down her face but from the smile on her face, it was clear how happy she was. It wasn't fair. That was meant to be his moment with her. She was his. His lover, his wife, his heart, his life, his whole reason for living. And now she'd left him for someone else.

No, he thought, shaking his head. He had pushed her away because of his own insecurities. He couldn't watch her grow older everyday without wanting to die. So he pulled away, hence making the biggest mistake of his life. He turned away from the med-lab, and walked towards the elevator. He stared at the doors for what felt like hours before turning back and walking past the med-lab, towards the danger room. The doors shut and the room went dark, the computer awaiting his command. He sat down, leaning against the wall and closed his eyes. His hand went to the tags around his neck, the ones she'd left behind with her wedding ring attached. His eyes burned as he felt the cold metal, no longer warm from resting on her slim fingers. He took a deep breath and let the claws out, trying to distract himself from the immense feeling of loss that was threatening to overcome him.

The doors to the danger room walked in and he looked up. Simona walked in and smiled. The lights switched on and the doors closed behind her.

"I have a class here in half an hour. You're welcome to stay."

"Thanks."

"Your girl was looking for you."

He opened his mouth to say he'd just seen Marie but realised she was talking about Frankie. He nodded and shoved his hands in his jeans. The doors opened and Will ran in, a big smile on his face.

"Hey Mona, guess what... oh, hi Logan."

Logan clenched his fists and managed a curt nod. The two men stared at each other for awhile before Will turned away and faced Simona.

"So anyway, Anna and I just found out we're having a girl."

"Oh Will that's great."

"Yeah, I know."

"Where is Anna?"

"She went to lie down. She wanted to tell you herself but she hasn't been sleeping well these past few days."

"Well you better go make sure she's okay."

"Yeah, I'll see you later."

"Okay."

Will glanced at Logan and then left. Logan relaxed not realising he'd been tensing up since Will walked into the room. Simona frowned and looked at him.

"What?" he asked.

"What's your problem with Will?"

"I don't have a problem with him."

"Oh really, so the hostile behaviour and the clear expression of anger is just a coincidence?"

"It's between me and him."

"And Anna."

Simona folded her arms and closed her eyes. Logan frowned and then his eyes widened as her body changed. Her olive skin became pale, her eyes brown and her hair blonde. He suddenly remembered what her power was. She could change her appearance like Mystique but it was more advanced. Mystique could morph into people and animals that existed. Simona could change any part of her appearance or her whole body. He took a step towards her, needing something more.

"The hair... make it brown... with two white stripes in front."

Simona/Marie frowned and then closed her eyes again. He watched as her hair turned to the right shade of brown and the two white stripes appeared. She looked like his Marie when she was twenty.

"This was your wife?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Noah found a picture of her in the attic. That's why you always stare at Anna. She looks like your wife."

"You're very perceptive kid."

He moved closer and reached out to run his fingers through her hair.

"What happened?" whispered Simona.

"I was an idiot, and I lost her."

"Did you love her?"

"Yeah. She was so easy to love... I just didn't give her enough."

He closed his eyes and shook his head. When he opened his eyes and she was back to her normal form. He heard someone coming down the corridor and stepped away from her.

"Thanks and-"

"Don't tell anyone about that. Got it. Your secrets safe with me Logan."

He nodded and shook himself, hoping that some fighting would help him forget.

He sat in the rose garden, smoking a cigar, watching the sunset. It was where he'd proposed to Marie, and she'd accepted. From that day until they'd left the mansion, they'd come to the garden every Friday to watch the sunset. He'd even built a bench so they didn't have to sit on the floor. He sighed and closed his eyes; he didn't need to bring these memories up again. He heard footsteps behind him and a familiar scent reached his nose. He opened his eyes and watched her sit next to him. She didn't acknowledge him at first, just stared at the sky. He looked up and took another drag of his cigar before dropping it and crushing it under the heel of his boot.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

"For what?"

"For betraying you."

"Why did you do it?"

"I... I can't explain without seeming like a bastard. You'll hate me if you knew."

"I don't think I can hate you."

"Do... do you love him more than me?"

She was silent for a moment and he noticed tears running down her cheek. He cursed and moved closer to her, taking her hand in his.

"I'm sorry, baby. Don't answer that."

"Do you love her more?"

"No... I love you more than anything else."

She let out a strangled sob and the tears ran down more steadily.

"Baby-"

"I'm so confused. I love Will, I really do. But there's this pain in my heart whenever I see you. Sometimes I wish I could stop loving you, then I hate myself for thinking that."

"It was never meant to be like this."

"Yeah, I was meant to be dead."

Logan winced at that and clenched his fists. He needed to know if she still loved him and to show her that he still loved her. He reached up and held her chin, pressing his lips to hers. She tensed for a moment before moaning and relaxing her mouth. He threaded his fingers into her hair and felt her slip her arms around his neck. He pulled her closer and felt her tense. She pushed away from him and stood up.

"Marie..."

"My name is Anna. I'm engaged to Will Gates and I love him. I'm carrying his daughter and we're going to get married in three months."

She started to back away shaking her head. He reached out but she turned and hurried inside. He growled and shook his head. He was so close, and then he lost her again.