A.N: Hi, sorry for the slight delay. I was having issues with my story. I
have already written this whole darn thing, but my Logan and Ororo problem
that you see in this chapter is a tiny bit different then what I originally
wrote. It just didn't make sense. This makes a bit more sense and I like
it. To my reviewers:
Gothic_Rose2004: Thanks for the compliments. You tasted the stuff too? Lol.
Raskolion Phoenix: Thanks for the advice and the definition of a Mary Sue! I agree. It didn't flow. I'll work on that.
RahneMan: #blushes# Gee, thanks.
Pyro's Wolfsbane: You don't sound mean. I need to know what to fix with my grammar and all. I know about the annoying issue with my text. It was not my fault, but thank the Lord someone told me how to fix it. Oh and when I mess up my grammar please give me an example.
Tartan: Thanks for the advice! It worked!
Golden_Tuna: Thanks!
Chap. 3
Later that day, Rahne went up to Logan.
"Could you show us how to do CPR next training session?" she asked innocently. Logan gave her a long look. After a moment he spoke.
"Fine, if you can find me a person to demonstrate on," he grunted as he returned to the newspaper he had been reading. Rahne quickly left the room. She met up with Tabby and Amara in the hall.
"Time for step two," she told Amara. Amara came back with an amused grin on her face.
"She said yes," Amara said giggling.
"Did she sound happy or anything?" Tabby questioned. Amara shrugged.
"More surprised than happy."
"She must be one of those weird people who keep their feelings inside," Tabby speculated, "Anyway, Rahne, go tell him."
"I found a volunteer," Rahne told Logan, a few minutes later. Logan looked surprised.
"Who?"
"Storm," she said. He looked even more surprised then before (if that was possible).
Later that day:
"All right, listen up. Today we will be covering CPR," Logan told them as he bent over Storm who was lying on the ground.
"This is what you do to help people start breathing again," he said before he began showing them the steps if CPR.
"You have sex with them?" Jamie whispered into Roberto's ear. Logan sent a glare in their direction.
"Now I want all of you to partner up," he told them when he had finished. Jubilee instantly walked over to Jamie, Amara grabbed Roberto, and Tabby got Ray. Bobby and Sam both turned toward Rahne, but suddenly stopped as someone put a hand on Rahne's shoulder.
"Looks like fun. May I join?" Everyone turned to look at John who was evidently enjoying the attention.
"You X-geeks practicing CPR?" Pietro asked appearing next to John doing that weird arm thingy he does in the show.
"Get outta here," Logan growled menacingly.
"Easy mate, we've got an invitation," John said sounding pleased with himself.
"Who.?"
"Hi Pietro, I'm glad you came," Rogue said breathlessly (she had just come running out of the mansion). Pietro put her arm over her as they set off toward the mansion. Logan looked a bit put out.
"I want to learn CPR too," he whined, his hand still on Rahne's shoulder.
"Fine, go with Sam then," Logan told him.
"W-w-w-wait, I think I hear Magneto calling me. So long," he said skipping into the woods. Rahne felt her cheeks grow warm. He had wanted to be her partner. That was a bit unusual. They usually went for her last, Rahne thought as she practiced half-heartedly on Sam.
She thought about it during dinner, missing the uncomfortable silence between Storm and Wolverine. That night she was still thinking about it. She tossed and turned until finally she got up to go for a walk. Once in the foyer, Rahne noticed that she wasn't the only one awake. Ororo was sitting on the couch looking depressed.
Why was she depressed, Rahne wondered. She cocked her head as she heard the clomping of Logan's boots come down the stairs. She ducked behind a potted plant and watched.
"Oh good," she thought. Logan entered the room and Ororo looked up surprised.
"Ororo, I just wanted to tell you." Logan began, but Ororo suddenly stood up and fled the room. Both Rahne and Logan watched stupefied as she left.
"What the hell had just happened?" Rahne wondered. Now usually Rahne did not believe in prying. She thought it was a rude thing to do, but sometimes you had to do it, and with this in mind she ascended the stairs quietly. When she reached Ororo's room she put her ear to the door. She heard the scratching of a pen. Rahne waited patiently until she heard footsteps going toward Ororo's bathroom. When she heard the sound of water running she silently opened the door. The room was dark, lighted only by the light shining from under the crack on the bathroom door and the moonlight. Rahne quickly found what she was looking for. Opening Ororo's diary to that day's date she read. Her heart sank as she did:
Dear Diary,
Today I realized that Logan will never like me as I do him. He asked me to demonstrate CPR. I realize that the only reason he asked me is because he thinks of me as a friend and that is all that I will ever be to him. Just a few minutes ago, he wanted to talk to me. Knowing that he was going to tell me that he thought of me only as a friend I ran.
Tears sprang to her eyes as she read the entry. Rahne got up and replaced the book. A sob rose in her throat. Blinded by her tears she stumbled down the stairs, back to her room. As she flopped miserably back into her bed, one thought ran through her head. It had been her fault. With that last thought ringing in her ears she cried herself to sleep.
A.N.: That is so sad. Oh well. I can fix it. I'm sorry it was a bit short but I'll try to get this done soon. Next chapter is the last.
Gothic_Rose2004: Thanks for the compliments. You tasted the stuff too? Lol.
Raskolion Phoenix: Thanks for the advice and the definition of a Mary Sue! I agree. It didn't flow. I'll work on that.
RahneMan: #blushes# Gee, thanks.
Pyro's Wolfsbane: You don't sound mean. I need to know what to fix with my grammar and all. I know about the annoying issue with my text. It was not my fault, but thank the Lord someone told me how to fix it. Oh and when I mess up my grammar please give me an example.
Tartan: Thanks for the advice! It worked!
Golden_Tuna: Thanks!
Chap. 3
Later that day, Rahne went up to Logan.
"Could you show us how to do CPR next training session?" she asked innocently. Logan gave her a long look. After a moment he spoke.
"Fine, if you can find me a person to demonstrate on," he grunted as he returned to the newspaper he had been reading. Rahne quickly left the room. She met up with Tabby and Amara in the hall.
"Time for step two," she told Amara. Amara came back with an amused grin on her face.
"She said yes," Amara said giggling.
"Did she sound happy or anything?" Tabby questioned. Amara shrugged.
"More surprised than happy."
"She must be one of those weird people who keep their feelings inside," Tabby speculated, "Anyway, Rahne, go tell him."
"I found a volunteer," Rahne told Logan, a few minutes later. Logan looked surprised.
"Who?"
"Storm," she said. He looked even more surprised then before (if that was possible).
Later that day:
"All right, listen up. Today we will be covering CPR," Logan told them as he bent over Storm who was lying on the ground.
"This is what you do to help people start breathing again," he said before he began showing them the steps if CPR.
"You have sex with them?" Jamie whispered into Roberto's ear. Logan sent a glare in their direction.
"Now I want all of you to partner up," he told them when he had finished. Jubilee instantly walked over to Jamie, Amara grabbed Roberto, and Tabby got Ray. Bobby and Sam both turned toward Rahne, but suddenly stopped as someone put a hand on Rahne's shoulder.
"Looks like fun. May I join?" Everyone turned to look at John who was evidently enjoying the attention.
"You X-geeks practicing CPR?" Pietro asked appearing next to John doing that weird arm thingy he does in the show.
"Get outta here," Logan growled menacingly.
"Easy mate, we've got an invitation," John said sounding pleased with himself.
"Who.?"
"Hi Pietro, I'm glad you came," Rogue said breathlessly (she had just come running out of the mansion). Pietro put her arm over her as they set off toward the mansion. Logan looked a bit put out.
"I want to learn CPR too," he whined, his hand still on Rahne's shoulder.
"Fine, go with Sam then," Logan told him.
"W-w-w-wait, I think I hear Magneto calling me. So long," he said skipping into the woods. Rahne felt her cheeks grow warm. He had wanted to be her partner. That was a bit unusual. They usually went for her last, Rahne thought as she practiced half-heartedly on Sam.
She thought about it during dinner, missing the uncomfortable silence between Storm and Wolverine. That night she was still thinking about it. She tossed and turned until finally she got up to go for a walk. Once in the foyer, Rahne noticed that she wasn't the only one awake. Ororo was sitting on the couch looking depressed.
Why was she depressed, Rahne wondered. She cocked her head as she heard the clomping of Logan's boots come down the stairs. She ducked behind a potted plant and watched.
"Oh good," she thought. Logan entered the room and Ororo looked up surprised.
"Ororo, I just wanted to tell you." Logan began, but Ororo suddenly stood up and fled the room. Both Rahne and Logan watched stupefied as she left.
"What the hell had just happened?" Rahne wondered. Now usually Rahne did not believe in prying. She thought it was a rude thing to do, but sometimes you had to do it, and with this in mind she ascended the stairs quietly. When she reached Ororo's room she put her ear to the door. She heard the scratching of a pen. Rahne waited patiently until she heard footsteps going toward Ororo's bathroom. When she heard the sound of water running she silently opened the door. The room was dark, lighted only by the light shining from under the crack on the bathroom door and the moonlight. Rahne quickly found what she was looking for. Opening Ororo's diary to that day's date she read. Her heart sank as she did:
Dear Diary,
Today I realized that Logan will never like me as I do him. He asked me to demonstrate CPR. I realize that the only reason he asked me is because he thinks of me as a friend and that is all that I will ever be to him. Just a few minutes ago, he wanted to talk to me. Knowing that he was going to tell me that he thought of me only as a friend I ran.
Tears sprang to her eyes as she read the entry. Rahne got up and replaced the book. A sob rose in her throat. Blinded by her tears she stumbled down the stairs, back to her room. As she flopped miserably back into her bed, one thought ran through her head. It had been her fault. With that last thought ringing in her ears she cried herself to sleep.
A.N.: That is so sad. Oh well. I can fix it. I'm sorry it was a bit short but I'll try to get this done soon. Next chapter is the last.