TITLE: Difficult Choices: Part 6
AUTHOR: Batgirl
RATING: PG
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, so please don't sue me.
NOTE: This is just made up and if it is not acuate to anything just remember that it's made up! Also, I know Marie doesn't
have a last name, but I had to make one up.



Marie just stood there with her mouth hanging open. She tried to speak, but couldn't. Her eyed her curiously and
laughed.
"Does this one speak?" Logan laughed to her parents.
"She does. A little too much at times." her father laughed. She glared at him. How dare he laugh at her?
"Ah do speak. Ya don't have ta be so pig-headed!"
"Marie!" her mother snapped.
"No it's OK, Mrs. Windsor. I've seen worse. I like tough ones and this one seems tough enough, eh?"
"Ah might be too tough for ya ta handle Mr. Reed."
"I think ya might be and call me Logan." He reached out and kissed her gloved hand. "Now come along. I have brought
some carriages." They walked over the carriages and her parents got into the first.
"Where am Ah going? The roof?" Logan grinned. He was going to have fun with this one. She was beautiful and very
outspoken. He loved that in a women. He knew this arrangement was going to work out.
"You are coming with me in the second one."
"Ah see. Ya best not try anything."
"And what are ya going to do about it? Zap me?"
"Ah got tricks up my sleeve." He helped her into the second one and got in after her. The coachman took off towards
his estate.
"So Marie, how do ya like it here?" he said making small talk.
"Ah guess it's OK. for now."
"Was the ship ride good?" She looked at him. Did he really want to talk about all this? If he wanted to talk then
fine.
"No it wasn't. It was horrible. Ah hated the whole trip. It was boring and so much happened."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up." He reached to touch her face. She jerked back quickly and hid in the
corner. "I'm not gonna hurt you, kid."
"It's not ya. It's that when people touch my skin something happens."
"What happens?"
"Ah don't know. All Ah know that it's bad."
"Fair enough." He knew she had to be special. He could smell it on her. Maybe this girl was a mutant too. If she was
then he wouldn't feel so alone, not that he cared, but their paring would work out even better. Then he though about
marriage. He wouldn't be able to touch her. How would this work then?
"Logan, Ah probably scared ya now didn't Ah?"
"No, I was just thinking."
"About what?
"When we get married..."
"If."
"OK, if we get married how can I touch you?" Marie sighed and looked at his eyes. She could tell this bothered him.
"Powder stops the skin to skin contact."
"OK, well, then I'm fine with that."
"Logan, I was wondering. Are ya 6 feet tall?" Logan laughed.
"You are way off. I'm only 5 foot 3."
"Oh." Marie giggled. She didn't know why she had thought that. She was taller then him by 5 inches.
Logan smelled the air. He could smell someone that wasn't supposed to be there.
"What is it Logan?" Marie asked looking around. Logan looked at her then leaned out the window.
"I can smell something wrong. Stop the coach, bub." The coach stopped and Logan hopped out getting his black slacks
all dirty. Marie started to get out too. "Marie stay inside."
"But what do you smell? I can't smell anything."
"That's because you can't."
"What?"
"I'll tell you later." Logan sniffed the air and walked to the back of the coach and looked under it. Marie hopped
out and came running over as Logan dragged out a very dirty Remy. Marie stifled a gasp.
"Hello, Cherie." Remy said when he saw her. Marie didn't say anything, but Logan knew there was something going on.
"Who are you? And why are you on my coach?"
"I be Remy. And Remy be catching a ride." Logan put him down roughly.
"Well, your own ride; this is ours." Logan turned to Marie. "Do you know this guy because you seem to?" Marie looked
at him the looked at Remy. Remy smiled and nodded.
"No Ah don't." Remy looked at her shocked.
"Well, then let's get going." Logan said grabbing Marie around the waist firmly. Marie turned her head to look back
at Remy. She mouthed 'I'll be waiting.' as Logan helped her into the coach.

When they got to the manor it was late and Marie was tired. She was shown to her room. Logan stopped by to say good
night. He kissed her hand softly.
"Good night, darling."
"Good night. Oh, Logan Ah remembered something. Why could ya smell that man?" Logan closed the door behind him and
sat on her bed. He patted the bed and she sat next to him.
"Well, Marie like you I am a mutant." She gasped, but somehow she already knew.
"How long have you known?"
"A long time. I can't even remember when. I can hear, see, and smell very well. I can also heal myself."
"What do ya mean?" he pulled out a knife.
"If I get a cut, like this," Logan cut his hand, "I heal right up." he said as it healed. She started at the now
disappeared wound then looked at him.
"That's extraordinary. Anything else?"
"Well, I do have something else, but no one knows about it. You cannot say a thing."
"Ah won't." Logan lifted a fist and out came 3 claws. Marie screamed and fell back. Logan retracted them. Marie
scared into tears just laid there. Logan came near her and she screamed again. Logan covered her powdered lips with his hand
to quite her.
"Shhhhh. You are going to send my guards running. I don't need that. I will let you go if you are going to be quite."
Marie nodded. He let her go and she sat up.
"Where did ya get those?"
"They are part of my skeleton."
"What are they made of?"
"Bone."
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"Everytime."
"Oh my! That's horrible."
"I know it is. I'm just so confused and my mind is in a jumble."
"Ah know how ya feel. Ah just found out about my powers like 3 weeks ago."
"What are your powers?"
"Ah can absorb peoples memories and abilities and in the case of mutant their powers. It's only temporary for the
abilities, but the rest kinda stays. It's like it's there, but it's not. People condemned meh on that ship. They rallied
against meh and Ah had to be locked in my room." Logan wrapped his arm around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Marie, I know how you feel, darling. I know all too well. We are alike in many ways." Marie looked at him through
tears.
"Ah just know what ta do."
"I'll help ya through this. I can." Logan wrapped his hand in her hair. He inched closer to her face. He smelled
her excitement and anxiety. She moved closer to him until she felt his breath. Logan kissed her on the lips bury one hand
in her hair and the other working up her hose clad leg. But unaware to Marie, Remy had come to get her and saw everything.