Kitty, Jubilee and Storm had finally convinced Marie to have a small, intimate garden wedding followed by a small reception in a tent out back on the mansion grounds. The professor convinced Marie and Remy to allow him to pay for their wedding. He did, after all, consider her to be a daughter.

Once funds were secure, the wedding planning process was in full swing and completely consumed every female involved.

Remy just wanted to know what to wear and what time to show up.

Logan just wanted to know what time the ceremony was so he could make sure to throw himself under a bus at the exact same time.

A couple of months of planning and (courtesy of the professor) thousands of dollars later, the big day arrived. Logan stood on the balcony, watching as white chairs, flowers and an ornate wedding arch were set up by random workers.

A few feet away, a large event tent complete with "windows" was being erected. Logan let out an exasperated sigh before retreating back into the mansion, where he was nearly run over by Jubilee and Kitty. They were both wearing matching robes and their hair was swept up in formal up dos.

"Wolvie! Perfect...just the man I wanted to see. We need your help", Jubilee panted.

He eyed them both warily, "For the last time...I'm not goin' to this wedding."

Jubilee rolled her eyes, "No...we need you to get Emma dressed for the wedding. The hair stylist ran late, which made the makeup artist run late and now we're late to pictures and we need to help Marie get dressed. Please?"

Logan rolled his eyes and sighed, "Bring her and her dress up to my room."

A half hour later, Logan was up in his room, on his knees in front of the his daughter, straightening the white dress with light green ribbon tied around her waist. He smiled at her...she looked so much like Marie.

Her hair fell in soft ringlets around her face and was topped by a crown made of white and green hydrangeas. He kissed her forehead, "You look beautiful, kiddo."

"Dankoo papa!"

He glanced at the clock and sighed, "Guess I gotta get you to your momma's wedding."

Logan picked her up and carried her down the hall. He was met by Storm, Kitty and Jubilee, wearing matching pale green strapless, knee length gowns.

They quickly thanked him and took Emma before rushing down the hall. Logan glanced in the direction of the room they just left and figured Marie was still there...so he knocked lightly.

He heard her call from within, "Come in."

When he entered, he wasn't prepared for what he saw.

Her hair was pulled into a side ponytail, with curls cascading over her left shoulder and a white flower sat in her hair above her left ear.

Her dress was pure white and practically made her skin glow. It was a floor length sheath silhouette that clung to her curves perfectly. The deep v neck of the gown showed off copious amounts of delicious cleavage that nearly made his mouth water.

He didn't realize his mouth was hanging open until she blushed and looked down, "That's the reaction I was lookin' for when I picked this dress."

He cleared his throat and nodded, "You look...you look amazing, kid."

She smiled, "Thanks Logan...is everything alright? Where's Emma?"

"Uh...your army of bridesmaids swept her off."

Marie laughed a little and sighed, "I should get going too."

He let her walk past him, but called after her when she reached the door, "Marie..."

She turned around, "Yea?"

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for everything I did...and didn't do."

Marie nodded, "It's ok...I'm ok now. I'm happy, I mean look at me! It's my wedding day, I have an amazing daughter and I'm surrounded by great friends...I had to let go of what happened between you and I eventually."

Part of Logan wished that she would stay angry...at least that way, she would feel something toward him. Without that anger, she felt nothing for him. He approached her slowly and pulled her into a hug as he whispered, "I'm glad you're happy, Marie."

She hugged him back and closed her eyes for a second before she breathed out and pulled away, "Thanks..."

Marie gathered her dress up in her hands a little before leaving the room.

She was greeted by her bridesmaids and Emma at the bottom of the stairs.

"Momma wook wike pwincess!"

Marie smiled and leaned down to kiss Emma's head, "So do you, baby girl."

Professor Xavier had kindly paid for a bulk of the wedding, which was why it was such a classy affair.
The grass aisle was littered with white rose petals and a string quartet played as Storm, Jubilee and Kitty made their way to the alter. Remy and his three groomsmen, Piotr, Bobby and Kurt, stood at the front, watching as each woman slowly and ceremoniously walked toward them to the tune of Pachalbel's Canon in D.

After the bridesmaids were in place, Emma began walking down the aisle, sprinkling rose petals. As soon as she saw Remy at the front, she abandoned her duty as flower girl and rushed toward him, "Dadee!"

He laughed and picked her up for a kiss, then set her back down. He held her hand as Marie came into view. His other hand went to his heart as his breath caught in his throat.

She smiled as she slowly walked toward him, clutching a small bouquet of white roses and calla lilies. As soon as she reached him, she silently mouthed the words, "I love you."

After some words by the minister, she handed off her bouquet to Jubilee and took Remy's hands, looking deep into his eyes. He whispered, "I ain't never seen a girl more beautiful than you are right now."

Marie blushed as their attention was drawn back to the minister, who was asking them to repeat after him. When it was Marie's turn, she choked up during her vows and squeezed Remy's hand. A tear escaped her eye before he reached up to gently wipe it away.

When the ceremony ended, Remy grabbed her in his arms and dipped her for a "movie kiss", which incited laughter from their wedding guests.

Logan had watched the whole thing from a balcony far above them.

The guests and wedding party gathered inside of the tent as the sun set. They had their traditional dance, cake cutting, bouquet toss, etc. Remy held his new wife close as they twirled around the dance floor. He kissed her lips softly, "That dress hugs you just right, belle...it ain't too difficult to get out of is it?"

Marie laughed and kissed him again, "All you gotta do is pull it up baby."

He leaned in and grazed her neck with a soft kiss as he murmured, "Mrs. LeBeau."

Logan was in his room, waiting for Jubilee to bring Emma up to his room so that he could put her to bed. Marie had asked him to take care of her full time for a few days so that she and Remy could go on a honeymoon trip to Puerto Rico.

When he heard a knock on the door, he was surprised to find Remy standing there with a sleeping Emma in his arms.

"She got a lil tired at the reception."

Logan nodded and opened the door wider so that he could walk in and lay the sleeping girl down. Remy kissed Emma's forehead before walking out of the room, "Thanks for takin' care of her."

"You don't have to thank me for watchin' my own kid."

Remy nodded, "Right..."

Logan ran a hand through his hair, "Be good to her, alright?"

"Always have been...always will be."

After Remy turned and left, Logan looked back at his daughter. He took her out of her dress and slipped her into her pajamas. He laid down next to her and brushed her hair out of her face, smiling a little as her nose twitched.

He realized that he was lucky that his potential future with Marie was the only casualty that resulted from him walking out the door on the fateful day that Emma was conceived. He could have ended up missing out on the opportunity to be apart of Emma's life...which would have, no doubt, destroyed him.

As Logan fell asleep next to his daughter, Remy and Marie were running through a shower of rose petals toward a limo that was waiting to whisk them off to the airport for their honeymoon.

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