Time Heals All Wounds
Ok – don't get all strange on me – I had to attempt it at least once – a pure NO OC story had to be done – I don't own them not a damned one – this time – I hope – maybe – nope not yet. (looks at the blank page in front of her – can I really do this?)
Ten years after X3 a heartbroken and much changed Marie comes home to the mansion – Can she handle the changes she finds – especially in the one person she counted on to never change.
Chapter 21 The Fates Just Don't Agree
Marie rolled over in the empty bed. The last week had been torture. First Logan had pulled something during practice right after asking if he could move in with her. His healing factor took care of it – but not before bed time, so she'd ended up asleep on his chest.
Then Bobby and John had given her hell about helping Logan move his stuff, which had ended up with HER in the med lab with a pulled back because she tried to move things by herself while Logan was in class, and Logan holding her while she moaned in her sleep when the pain killers wore of. She refused to borrow his healing factor.
Then the mission – and he'd been gone three days. She hated this – not knowing, wanting to hear from him, to make sure he was alright.
The only bright note had been Jubilee calling every day. She seemed happy, and Marie decided that if anyone could handle Emma Frost it was Jubilee. She'd even been talked into a shopping trip to New York, mostly because Logan was gone and she missed Jubes. Kitty was back, she'd broken up with Peter, something about Mary Jane calling in the middle of sex and Peter taking off and leaving a very frustrated Kitty. So she was joining the shopping spree.
She rolled over again. She'd never thought a Queen size bed was that big before, but alone, it was huge. She couldn't even smell him on the pillow. She'd pulled one of his shirts out of the drawer and was sleeping in it – but it just wasn't enough.
It was strange – being alone, in her head and at night. She wasn't used to either, and missed the second more than the first. Remy had been a rough sleeper, tossing and turning, and muttering and talking in his sleep, but Logan was quiet except the snoring, unless he had a nightmare. He lay still, most of the night, and sometimes she was afraid her tossing and turning would wake him. He hadn't complained yet – but then again, they hadn't had much time.
She looked over at the clock on the nightstand – six o'clock, on Saturday morning, and she couldn't sleep. She climbed out of the bed and curled up in the chair with the T-shirt pulled down over her knees. She looked out on the snow covered lawn, snowmen and snow angels dotting the landscape, sure signs the kids were back at school, even if one of them had three claws sticking out of both hands, with a snow arm around a snow girl that looked suspiciously like Marie.
She hadn't realized just how much she'd missed him, until he was gone again. He'd kissed her, and grinned.
"Chuck wants us to check this out – won't be gone but a couple days."
"Can't I come?"
"No – you are out of shape, Baby. I don't know why you are on the active roster right now, except we are short handed. Gumbo, Storm, Hank and I can handle this."
"I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too, Baby." He kissed her.
They had been gone for three days. She didn't know what she was more worried about – that something had gone wrong – or that he and Remy were trying to kill each other. She thought she'd gotten through to Remy – hoped she'd gotten through to him. He'd seemed alright – hurt – but alright as long as she was happy.
She groaned and got up and walked to the bathroom – a hot shower might help. The T-shirt landed on the floor, and she slipped under the hot water. She missed him – missed his laugh, missed the sound of his snoring in the night. They hadn't been together a whole week yet – and she already missed him.
She'd been missing him for a long time, though. She'd linger over flannel shirts in the men's wear section of the store, thinking about which one's Logan would like. She'd bought the leather jacket because it reminded her of his. It had driven Remy nuts, and she could understand why he'd always been a little jealous of Logan.
It was so strange. For the last ten years she'd had to hide from dreams of him, pretend she didn't have them, or pretend when she woke up aroused and in need that it was Remy she'd been dreaming about. Now that he was hers – she could touch Logan whenever she wanted, they were relaxed, in no rush, just as content to curl up on the bed and watch a movie as spend hours touching and teasing each other. Now if only fate would let them do more than tease. She moaned under the water stream.
She pulled on a pair of jeans and a blouse, comfortable shoes and pulled her leather jacket out of the closet. Shopping with Kitty and Jubilee was always a workout.
She was downstairs in the library when Kitty came looking for her.
"Bobby's driving us to the station, come on." Marie couldn't believe quiet Kitty was actually bubbly.
"You can't be looking forward to this." She muttered.
"Are you KIDDING, I just finished my Masters in Computer Science and I'm ready to celebrate."
"Okay. Let's go then." She groaned. It was going to be one of those days.
Bobby was quiet on the way to the station, something Marie was grateful for. Kitty was chattering at her the whole time, and she tried to pay attention, but her mind wasn't on the conversation.
"Marie…did you hear me?"
"What?"
"I asked how you and Logan are doing?"
"Fine." She said quietly.
"Just fine – or fine great or fine could be better or fine don't want to talk about it." Kitty said.
"Fine great – at least when he's home." She said.
"I know – I am getting a little worried about them too. They should be back by now." Kitty said. "Logan's fine though – you have to know that."
"I do. I'm not worried, just miss him." She said softly.
"God – why, I mean – no offense Bobby – but men are jerks." Kitty said. Bobby pulled up to the front of the train station at that point, and Marie and Kitty climbed out. He made a quick get away, but not before Marie had seen his blush.
"Kitty, I think you embarrassed Bobby."
"Of course I did. He deserves it."
"What did poor Bobby do now?"
"Just a total jerk – gave me fits for breaking up with Peter over Mary Jane. GRRRR! Like I'm not supposed to get pissed off about him dropping EVERYTHING whenever she calls, especially at certain moments – I mean really; what girl wouldn't get pissed off if her boyfriend climbs out of BED to go help his ex- girlfriend."
"I guess that would depend on what kind of help she needed." Rogue said absentmindedly.
"I think she needed him to change a light bulb or something, it wasn't like she'd been kidnapped by the Green Goblin or anything."
"Whatever – sounds like you have a reason to gripe." Marie said as she paid for her ticket.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes – just thinking about Logan – and Remy – and praying they aren't trying to kill each other."
"That's right – they are both on the mission."
They sat on a bench to wait for the train. Jubilee was supposed to meet them at the station in New York, and she had the whole shopping district grid mapped and planned for the day.
Kitty settled down and they were both quiet until the train was announced.
"I just don't know how you can do it – go from one guy to the next like that." Kitty said finally.
"It's not that simple. I've loved Logan as long as I've known him; I just never thought I'd have a chance, what with Jean in the picture. Then after Jean – well I needed time to get to know ME. I lost all the company in my head after the Cure, and it was weird – and it is again now that Carol's gone." Marie said as they boarded the train.
"So what about Remy, he seems like a nice guy?"
"He is – and I feel really bad in some ways – but he's a liar and a cheat and a jerk and I can't trust him no matter how much I care for him." She said.
"So you just jump in bed with Logan?"
"I didn't JUMP anywhere. Logan needed me, no one else knows him like I do. I lived with him in my head for years. I know just what he needs ta get out of that kinda funk."
"Rogue – that was more than a funk."
"I know that."
"You know it looks really bad – right?"
"Ask me do I care. I love him – he loves me, always has, according to him, and well I knew he cared – but I was too young, when I had him in my head, then he was gone – so I didn't have that anymore. I miss him – up there – sometimes."
"I had no idea." Kitty said softly.
"Most people don't. It's not exactly kosher telling people you hear voices in your head." She grinned at Kitty.
"No that wouldn't be kosher – not one bit." Kitty replied with a grin. The rest of the train ride was spent talking about the students – and the new computer class Kitty was adding to the curriculum.
"CHICA!" Jubilee was waiting at the platform, and gave Marie a big hug.
"Man I LOVE Salem. The kids are a little rougher than Xavier gets but I like that, I can relate to them a little better. How are you and Wolvie doing?"
"Well – we are sharing a room, when he's home." Marie said returning the hug.
"WHAT? You let that jerk talk you into that, what do you mean when he's home? What about Gumbo – did you brain him good?"
"Jubes, you've been gone a week."
"I know, but things move FAST over there."
"Logan and Remy are on a mission have been gone for three days."
"So tell me – was there hot and steamy sex before hand – FINALLY?"
"JUBES!"
"Come on – give a girl a bone here – we've all fantasized about Logan."
"Keep fantasizing – I am." Marie said with a wry smile.
"What?"
"Just nothing's working out right – we are sleeping together – but sleep's about it."
"Shopping is just what the Doctor ordered…Victoria's Secret here we come." Jubes said pushing them out of the station and into a waiting cab.