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Chapter 10

Logan entered the room quickly. He had left the danger room without giving the students so much as a second glance.

He still could not quite understand just what he had witnessed. Never since he had met her had he known Marie to get angry and the anger ha had smelled coming from her had been overwhelming.

He had spun from the new student to face her as soon as she had said his name.

How does she know him?

He watched her as a wealth of expression crossed her face.

Betrayal, sadness, disappointment until finally settling on anger. Her eyes held a familiar glint – the same that filled them when she was in a simulation. His sensitive hearing picked up the sound of her bones and gloves creaking as she formed a tight fist with each hand.

This is not good.

He focused all his attention on Marie as she started towards the young Cajun.

"You!" she growled.

The rest of the students backed away from their two newest members. A part of Logan's mind silently praised them all for knowing when not to interfere and to just get out the way.

The lights in the room began to flicker crazily.

"Ah ma belle..." the Cajun trailed of and began to back away from Marie.

Logan felt his body begin to stiffen just like it had in the Statue of Liberty.

This is really bad.

Xavier get down here we have a problem, he yelled to the other mutant hoping that he was open on all frequencies today.

He saw a flash of anger pass across Marie's face. But it was not Marie. The way she continued to stalk towards the subject of her anger was pure wolverine.

"Don't use your empathy on me Gambit," she snarled as her anger visibly rose.

The lights above her head flickered again before exploding. Logan fought the stiffness that was taking over his whole body as he tried to get to Marie and get her out of the way of the falling glass. It went against everything in his body as he was left with only one choice – to stand and watch helplessly as the razor sharp shards rained down on her. He could smell the blood as cuts appeared on her face. He then watched in sick fascination as the cuts that covered her face healed within a matter of seconds.

What the hell?

Memories of Magneto and Liberty Island filled his mind as her feet left the ground and she began to float about two feet above the floor.

She did not seem to have noticed any of this, the expression on her face never changing.

"You killed me Gambit," Marie snarled and the metal walls lining the danger room began to groan and creak while Logan's body became heavier – just like when Magneto had been around.

Get down here Wheels, he ground out in his mind. He desperately wanted to get to Marie but he could still not move.

Wait. She had just said that this guy had killed her. What was that supposed to mean?

Logan saw red and could not bite back the growl that built in his throat. As soon as he could move he was killing the kid and asking Marie later.

"Logan you cannot kill any of my students," Came the professor's irritatingly rational and calm voice.

What's wrong with Marie? Logan bit out - his worry for Marie over riding his own discomfort.

"Somehow she has gained access to both your power and Magneto's. I am trying to calm her down but I cannot reach her. Your anger towards Remy is not helping either,"

Ya gotta love these short explanations, Logan thought dryly.

Logan watched Marie carefully and saw the animalistic anger dim from her eyes until it was her own soft expression that filled her chocolate eyes. He also saw her panic.

The groaning from the walls stopped and the tension filling his bones and keeping him in place eased from his body until he could once again move.

As soon as his body was once again his own he darted to Marie, making it to her just in time to catch her as she fell from the air.

She was panting heavily and she had her eyes tightly shut as tears silently slid from beneath her lashes.

"Logan what happened?" she breathed into his chest and his heart clenched as he recognised the very same tone that she had used almost two months ago when he had first went to her room – when she had all but fallen apart. He looked over her head and glared at the kid who had backed himself against the wall.

Was this kid responsible for undoing weeks of progress in a matter of seconds?

He heard some muttering behind him and suddenly remembered that he had a class full of students who all had their gazes fixed avidly on the drama that was unfolding before them.

Marie heard them as well and he felt her tense in his arms. He tried to keep her with him but she pushed away from him shaking her head.

She walked around him and darted from the room.

He heard shuffling as the kids in the room fought to put more distance between themselves and the girl they had just seen floating in midair – when they all knew that was not her mutation.

His claws finally burst from his arms, his anger finally being able to be shown.

Stupid kids, they probably did not even realise that by their actions they were only emphasising Marie's feeling of being dangerous and untouchable.

Now just where was that damned Cajun...

"Logan!" the door hissed open and Xavier wheeled in followed closely by a not very happy looking Scott.

"It would seem you have neglected to tell us some things Remy," Scott said coldly earning him a disapproving look from the professor.

Logan fought down his growing rage and concentrated on retracting his claws. He needed to get to Marie.

"Remy, you will come with me please. The rest of you are excused,"

"Logan go to Rogue everything will be explained later," the professors voice filled his head.

Logan did not need to be told more than once and he was out the door before the kids had even begun to move.

He had waited impatiently in the elevator waiting for it to reach the lower floor of the mansion and he had run up the stairs, following the familiar route to the teacher's wing of the school.

He starred into the room. Her back was to him as she stood by the window. He could smell her fear and her tears as he closed the door softly behind him. Her clothes from her morning session in the danger room were on the bed along with her wash-bag and a face cloth. One thing that he had learned about Marie was that she was a very neat person (something that he had learned during his weeks in the mansion that was a very strange quality in a teenager) so he had no doubt that she had meant to fold her clothes neatly and put them away later. After taking in a quick scan of the room he focused on Marie. She was standing at the window looking out over the grounds of the mansion, she had her arms wrapped around her middle and her green coat wrapped about herself – the hood was up. Logan saw that she had every inch of herself covered apart from her face.

Darlin'...

"Marie," he whispered softly, going up behind her and wrapping his arms around her small frame.

She needs the contact that is all Logan. She needs this.

He feared that she would pull away from him but she stayed within his arms and even leaned against his chest.

"Did you see the way they looked at me Logan, I frightened them all," she sobbed and Logan wanted to go straight back to the danger room and gut every last one of those stupid kids. One of them especially.

Well...no time like the present Logan.

"Darlin', how do you know the new guy?"

Just so I know a little about him before I kill him.

"He was how Magneto found out about me Logan. I thought he was my friend but he had been a spy all along," she sighed, turning around to bury her face in his chest. He raised a gloved hand to stroke her hair but found that he could not. His hand met the thick material of her jacket. He slowly pulled the hood from her head and ran his hand through her brown and silver hair.

"When I left home I found a job on a farm picking fruit. When I had the accident with David the local papers had a field day. Everybody in the area knew about what had happened. I was painted out to be some evil, life sucking vampire mutant. I was almost one hundred miles away from home Logan and I thought that I was safe enough from having anyone know about me and about what had happened. But I was wrong. Remy knew. That's why he was there. We made friend quickly – well...I made friends and he was doing his job. Magneto purposefully kept a look put for mutants, especially in newspapers. Remy had been sent to find me. He was the one who told Magneto where to find me and where I was going. I was working to save some money. My parent had given me some money but I knew it wouldn't last long. I told him about wanting to travel up North...I had always wanted to travel. I was so stupid."

Marie let out a watery sigh leaning heavily against his chest.

"I saw it all. Eric's memories played through my head as soon as I saw him in the danger room," she sighed heavily, her forehead resting against his chest wearily.

Logan stroked her back reassuringly.

She had worked after she had left home. That was his Marie ever the practical thinker. She would have been desperate for acceptance and friendship after leaving home and if that was what the Cajun had offered her she would not have questioned his motives, she was that type of person.

That boy is dead!

Marie pulled away from him slowly and rubbed at her eyes with the sleeve of her jacket.

"For a tough loner Logan you really are very good at dealing with my teenage drama," she told him walking towards the bed where she started to fold away her abandoned clothes.

Logan pondered her words as he watched her movements. He had never thought of her actions or melt downs as teenage drama. In fact he thought that she was dealing with what had happened to her in a more mature and adult way than many women much older than she would have done. Now, the other kids in the mansion – from what he had heard – were full of the usual teenage problems that thankfully he did not have to deal with – relationships, fights and the lot. He tensed at the very idea of Marie being in a relationship.

Well...with anyone but me – No stop it Logan.

Anyway from what he had heard his Marie was an angel compared to the many kids in the building. One Eye had apparently had to set up a bio-detector in the corridors leading to the girls and boys dormitories to prevent any "late night visits". On this score alone he was glad that Marie was in the teacher's wing of the mansion and that he spent the nights with her. He knew that some of the males in the school were into the bad boy routines...

Just let 'em try something with my girl and they'll have a hole in 'em so fast they'll think –

"What will I do?"

Huh? What? Oh!

Logan saw Marie close the drawer that was hers and turn to face him.

She was once again the small, frightened little girl that he had held in his arms for so many nights and not the confident young woman that she had been growing into.

Yes, the boy has to die.

She faced him with her arms wrapped around herself firmly, holding the folds of her jacket close to her body.

"Marie darlin'..." he walked towards her and unclenched her hands from the material of her jacket and gripped them tightly in his own. He noticed the material of her gloves was becoming shiny with wear and made up his mind to get her a new pair as soon as he could. There was nothing saying that she could not have nice gloves if she was going to be stuck with them for the rest of her life...maybe he could even find her some scarves.

I'm turning into a pansy.

He remembered the professor's words when he had been showing him around the school and he had seen her in one of her classes. He felt slight anger and annoyance when he remembered Snowy giving her that ice rose.

"...incapable of physical human contact probably for the rest of her life,"

At the time he had felt a swell of pity for the girl that he had picked up but now it filled him with pain – she had so much to give and yet she would never be treated normally, not even by their own kind if the reaction of the kids down stairs was anything to go by.

He squeezed her hands before releasing them and reaching for the sleeves of her jacket he began to tug.

"Logan, I'm not sure this is a –" she began only to be cut of as he spun her around and swiftly removed the jacket before throwing it carelessly on the bed. Before he had spent so much time with Marie it would have landed on the floor but her neatness was rubbing off on him a bit.

"Baby you don't need the jacket, you are covered just fine," he told her firmly. He was not going to allow the girl before him to return to the same mindset that she had had at the beginning. He was covered and she was covered – that was all that mattered.

"One layer does the same job as two or three darlin'," he added and smiled as the panic receded from her eyes and she gave him her own faint smile.

"I suppose," she mumbled though she continued to tug nervously at the sleeves of her top.

Stupid kids. She was getting over this and then they had to go and act the way they did.

"Logan, just what happened in the danger room?" she asked him softly.

Didn't she know?

"Why darlin'?" he was completely confused now.

"I...I don't remember it was like someone else was controlling my words and actions and I was just in the background. You were so angry and so was Erik – though I don't know why since Remy was pretty much on his side when he turned me in,"

Logan took a deep breath and tried to think of the best way to tell her just what she had done and not frighten her. He raised a gloved hand and touched her face gently remembering the shards of glass that had left her skin bloody and shredded before his healing mutation had pushed them from her body and closed the cuts.

"Logan..?"

Marie couldn't believe what she had done and she hadn't even known.

As soon as she had caught sight of Remy memories of her own and Erik's flooded her mind.

He had been the first mutant that she had met after leaving home and it had put them both on equal ground and he had never tried to touch her skin and the fact that he himself was always well covered had made him the one that she gravitated towards.

She saw him shaking hands with Magneto and smiling when he was handed his payment. She saw him being handed a paper article obviously by Erik and being shown her picture. She heard Erik's voice as he told him to stay well covered and gain her trust.

She heard his every word to Erik as he told the metal controlling mutant where she was going and when.

All this had happened within a second and all hell had broken loose within her mind. Her own feelings were that of betrayal and abandonment. Erik was feeling remorse and also anger. Logan was going crazy. The utter anger of the two mutants together filled her mind with a red haze. No matter how hard she tried to breathe and think clearly and rationally she could not – the residents of her mind too strong after the danger room session to be shoved to the back of her mind.

Their anger immediately tapped into her and she seemed to lose control of everything that she was doing and saying as words that she couldn't even remember came spilling from her mouth. She remembered the dreamlike image of Remy backing away from her. She remembered the slight feeling of weightlessness and the stinging sensation that she now realized was the glass falling onto her.

How could she still possible have Logan and Erik's mutation? It had been weeks since she had touched them and not once had there been any sign of her having any of their mutations left in her...

The professor had some explaining to do that was for sure.

I am so so so sorry that it has taken me so long to get this chapter out. I had the biggest brain block on the planet and just couldn't get it right no matter how many versions I did. But I think I have finally nailed it.

For all of you who were panicking about the possibility of a wee triangle forming between Logan, Rogue and Gambit you can all breathe a sigh of relief. My only reason for having him is to show how Magneto found out about her – in the film it is like he found her out of nowhere so I wanted to give a wee bit of back ground about that. It also shows what Marie did during some of her eight months away from home and gives her a bit of a history – I think so anyway (???)

Please let me know what you think and if you like my reason for having Remy.

Hope everyone has a great week.

:-)