A/N: Sorry, all the snow made me lazy. And my brother came to visit so I got distracted. But expect postings to be once every two weeks now that its christmas and I volunteer on Sundays. Enjoy this cute little chapter.

Marie woke the next morning with a considerable weight on her stomach. She groaned, thinking it was Charlie that had climbed into her bed, and placed her hand over whatever was on her stomach. Her eyes snapped open as what she now remembered was Logan's arm, tightened around her waist. Everything from last night rushed back to her and she blushed deeply. They'd kissed in the kitchen, and then he'd picked her up and carried her to bed. She never knew it could be so good. After what Victor had done to her she thought sex was something to be avoided. A small tickle in the back of her brain reminded her that her skin was still on at a very low frequency. She pushed Logan's arm off her and sat up to look at him. It was obvious he was drained but not drastically. She'd probably pulled a lot out of him and yet she didn't feel a rush of memories in her head. She rubbed her forehead and heard Logan grunt. She turned towards him and smiled as his eyes opened.

"Hey."

"Hey darlin'."

"Are you okay? My powers-"

"They're off when you're asleep."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You should go wake the kid."

"Right."

He smiled and then closed his eyes, rolling onto his back. She cursed herself for thinking that he'd suddenly confess his love to her. She climbed out of bed and rummaged through her half unpacked bag. She put on jeans, socks and a t-shirt and hastily ran her hand through her tangled hair. She crept from the room and took a deep breath before walking into Charlie's room. She walked up to her sleeping daughter and placed a kiss on her head.

"Wake up sleepyhead."

Charlie moaned before her eyes fluttered open. She whimpered and rubbed her sleep encrusted eyes. Marie left Charlie to wake and started picking out her clothes for the day. After taking out jeans, a sleeved t-shirt, a hoodie and two pairs of socks, she felt two thin arms slide around her neck and smiled as Charlie hugged her.

"I love you mommy."

"I love you too. Is this okay?"

Marie held up the clothes she'd picked out and waited. Charlie stepped back and took the clothes, running towards the bathroom.

"I'll take that as a yes." Muttered Marie.

She straightened Charlie's bed and carefully fluffed her pillow before walking out and shoving her boots on. As she grabbed the keys to the truck and put her hoodie on, Charlie ran out of the bathroom and towards the kitchen.

"Mom-"

"Cupboard on the right."

"Thank you."

"Did you want some lunch?"

"Can I just get some money?"

"Sure."

Marie head back into Charlie's room and picked up the picture frame with the picture of Charlie when she was born. It was taken by one of the carers at the clinic and in the background was a lump under a white sheet which was Marie asleep and exhausted having just been in labour. She turned the frame over and opened up the back revealing a few crumpled bills. She took one out and replaced the back of the frame, placing it back on Charlie's desk. She needed a job before all her emergency cash ran out. She walked out of Charlie's room and opened the front door, shivering at the cold wind that brushed against her skin. She needed a thick coat before the weather became worse. As she started the car, Charlie came out looking adorable in her blue coat. She climbed in the truck and blew her fingers. Marie reached over and encased Charlie's hands with her own and rubbed them warm. She took a brush from the glove compartment and brushed Charlie's wild hair, placing it in a simple ponytail. Once she was done, she placed the brush away and helped Charlie buckle up.

"You ready?" Marie asked.

Charlie bit her lip before nodding slowly. Marie smiled, buckled up and reversed out. They made it to the school within twenty minutes. Young children were running in, shouting with excitement. As she opened the door, the cold wind bit through her thin hoodie and she shivered. Charlie scooted over to her side and hopped out. Marie picked up Charlie's bag and took hold of her hand.

"Come on."

"I'm scared." Whispered Charlie.

"Why?"

"I can't do this."

"Yes you can. You're a very brave girl."

"No, I'm not." Mumbled Charlie.

"Wanna know a secret?"

"What?"

"You're my hero."

"Me?"

Marie nodded and kissed her daughter's forehead.

"You're my everything. You're always so brave no matter what happens."

"I love you mom."

"I know honey. Love you too."

They walked inside the building together and headed straight to the door labelled as the principal's office. Marie knocked and smiled as a short woman with black hair opened the door.

"Ah, Charlie, welcome. And you must be her sister?"

"No, her mother."

"Oh... well I'm Mrs Hen, come in."

The principal led them in and sat down, Marie and Charlie on the seats in front of the desk. The principal smiled and organised the documents in front of her.

"Well, Mr...err... Logan, Charlie's..."

The principal looked up at Marie expectantly. Marie bit her lip before reaching over to squeeze Charlie's hand.

"Father. He's Charlie's father. But umm... not biological, but still-"

"It's alright, I understand." Whispered the principal.

Marie nodded and took a deep breath. If she said Logan was Charlie's real father things could get really bad, especially considering her age and Charlie's age.

"Well, we have most details thanks to her father. We just need your name and her full name."

"Anna Marie D'Ancanto is my full name and she is Charlotte Anne D'Ancanto."

"Okay, thank you... Now, Charlie, I shall take you to your class. You're in Miss Olive's class. Miss D'Ancanto, you may leave."

"Okay, thank you. Bye honey."

"Bye mom."

Marie stood up and kissed Charlie's forehead. Charlie took Marie's hand and squeezed, causing Marie to place another kiss on her forehead.

"You'll be fine." Whispered Marie.

Marie removed Charlie's hand from her own and walked out. She kept herself composed until she was back in the truck. She let one tear fall down before her face broke into a big smile. Her heart was bursting with happiness. Her baby, her precious child was finally getting a chance to be normal. The whole way back to the cabin she thought about the things Charlie could finally do. She could have friends, being in plays, learn and so much more. When she arrived at the cabin she saw Logan sitting on the porch, shirtless with a beer in his hand. She took a deep breath before climbing out of the truck and walking up to him.

"Hey."

"Hey. The kid at school?"

"Yeah. She was a little nervous but I'm sure she'll be okay."

"I'll go fetch her."

"Um... okay. I'll make dinner then."

"Nah, I was planning on taking you out tonight."

She smiled and sat next to him. He reached out and pulled her closer, rubbing her arms.

"Jesus darling, where's your coat?"

"Um... I don't have one? Where's yours?"

Logan sighed and put down his beer. He turned her head towards him and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"I know it's hard for you to trust people. But I need you to know that I'm here for you. I heal, you don't."

"I know that Logan. I trust you with my life. And more importantly with my daughter's life."

"Our daughter darlin'."

Marie smiled and pulled Logan towards her, kissing him more forcefully. Feeling the familiar tickle of her mutation, she pulled back and rested her head on his heart.

"You're the best and only father she's ever known."