TITLE: Difficult Choices: Part 8
AUTHOR: Batgirl
RATING: G
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!
OK, people you've got your winner! Sorry to the people who wanted the other to win. I will not say who one just yet.
You have to read to find out! Also, I have the total count at the bottom of all the votes each received and
personally I find it bewildering.
Marie looked at him. His eyes were so full of hope. He wanted her to marry him so badly. Marie took his hands.
"Logan, Ah have ta think about this." Logan looked at her shocked.
"Why? Can't you decide now?"
"No, Ah can't. Can we go back to the house now? Ah'm tired and Ah need to think." Logan nodded and lead her back to
the boat. He rowed back in silence. She knew that she had hurt him by not saying yes right at that moment. The silence
continued on the coach ride back and into the house. It hung over them like a thunder cloud.
Marie's parents were waiting for them at the door. Their faces full of anticipation. She just pushed blindly passed
them and ran to her room. Locking herself in her room she cried. Not tears or sadness, but of frustration.
She kicked the door and yelled. She was so mad she didn't know what to do with herself. She didn't like doing this
to Logan, but if she mad him happy she'd make Remy unhappy. She hated this whole thing she got herself into. Wishing there
was a hole to climb into, she went into the washroom.
Undressing herself slowly as the servants filled the tub, she thought about everything. Remy was great, but he was
poor. Logan was rich and equally nice. She felt closer to Logan because of the mutant factors. Remy and her came from
different sides. Logan and her were the same. He was so much more cultured then Remy. She shook her head. This was going to
be difficult.
She got into the tub and let the warm water soak over her. The pros and cons of both men were equal. So she decided
maybe it should do with love. Well, she loved Remy and he loved her. Logan loved her, but she only liked him. If she chose
love then it would be Remy, but if she chose money then it would be Logan.
Her parents would want her to chose money. She didn't like disobeying them. In fact she hated it. If she married
Remy she would be disowned. She didn't want that. Unless there was way. She pondered that for a second and knew there wasn't
another way. All these ways just caused trouble.
She put her head under the water and looked up at the ceiling through the rippling water. It was unclear and
changing just like her life. Marie couldn't hold her breath any longer. She burst through to the surface gasping for breath.
She looked up at the ceiling. Stupid ceiling didn't help anything. She hit the water with her hands sending it flying. She
cursed loudly. The servants looked at her. She blushed as they washed her hair.
"Remember don't touch meh." Marie said sternly.
"Yes, Miss, we know." the one washing her hair said. Marie nodded. That would be the last thing she needed. She
didn't want some servants memories.
She thought back to when her days were easier and all day she just rode her horses. She'd ride barefoot and bareback.
Her parents hated it when she did that. It wasn't lady-like, but she never really cared. She couldn't do that now. She was
too old and for the fact that she feared to absorb their powers. She shook her head. It had to be skin to skin. Fur was fine.
At least she hoped it was.
Marie got out of the tub. The servants dried her off and helped her get dressed. She dismissed them and sat on her
bed. Dinner was going to be called soon. They would probably want an answer by then. She flopped down on the bed staring at
the floor. She let her arm fall off the bed. She watched her hand feeling it go numb from the loss of blood. She shook her
hand roughly, then picked at the throw rug.
Still she hadn't made up her mind when dinner was called. She opened the door to her room to call downstairs.
"Just a second. Ah have to get ready." She walked back into her room and went back to laying on the bed in her
previous position. She half had her head on the bed and half off. Usually this position helped her think. This time it
didn't She groaned and closed her eyes. She felt the blood rush to her head. She wondered why in this position the blood
ran to her head instead of out like her arm.
Marie shook her head. She had to concentrate on the problem she was facing. She didn't like figuring things out.
That's what men and parents were for. Except in some occasions she did like doing things herself.
"Marie!!" her mother yelled from downstairs. Marie groaned again.
"Ah'm coming!" She really wished she wasn't. Her mother was going to get on her case about this later. She did not
like Marie dawdling. She wished her mother would just go away. Her eyes snapped open. There she knew what she was going to
do. She grinned and picked at the rug some more to help think her plan over.
"What are you do dere like dat, Cherie?" Marie looked up as Remy jumped through the window. Marie grinned as Remy
sat down next to her on the bed. He leaned down and kissed her.
"Ah glad ya came, sugah. Ah have something ta tell ya." Remy stroked her hair with his semi gloved fingers. Marie
stood up.
"What it be?" he asked standing up.
"Ah have made a decision regrading Logan and ya." Remy looked at her seriously as he studied her face.
"Remy wants to know wether it be good or bad."
"MARIE!!!!" her mother yelled again more agitated then ever.
"Ah'm coming!" she yelled.
"Hurry, Cherie. Remy must go."
"No. Ya can't because if ya do. Ah'm coming with ya, sugah!" Remy smiled and hugged Marie.
"So, you have decided to stay wit Remy?"
"Yes, Remy, Ah have!" He picked her up and twirled her around, then kissed her passionately. She let go of him when
she realized that someone was coming up the stairs.
"Remy suggest you grab some of your tings and we get out of here." Marie grabbed a suitcase that was still half
packed and handed it to Remy.
"I'm coming in wether you are ready or not." Logan exclaimed placing his hand on the doorknob. What he didn't know
was that Marie was half way out the window with Remy. As he opened the door he saw Marie climbing out the window onto the
vine climber. Marie was half way down when Logan can to the window.
"Marie what the hell is going on?" Logan yelled trying to grab a hold of her.
"Ah'm leaving. Ah'm going. Goodbye Logan." she replied jumping into Remy outstretched arms
"Git your paws off my bride, bub!"
"Ah'm not your bride, Mr. Reed. Ah'm sorry, but Ah must do this and Ah must leave now. Goodbye Logan." Marie gave
Remy a kiss as they ran off into the sunset never to be seen again.
*****
They moved into the home Remy had found for them and she lived her life as a house maid and Remy as a farmer. Of
course they married and Marie actually had kids. Difficult as it was she did it very carefully. She gave birth to 2 boys
and then a girl all beautiful and healthy. They developed mutant powers over time, but that's another story.
#####
The total count was 45 votes.
The total Remy got was 32 = 71%
The total Logan got was 13= 29%
Well, too bad for Logan. It seems Remy wins out in this story even though I am a Logan/Marie shipper, but I didn't mind
writing this. Maybe I'll do something like this again. Hmmmmm, now just an idea.
AUTHOR: Batgirl
RATING: G
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!
OK, people you've got your winner! Sorry to the people who wanted the other to win. I will not say who one just yet.
You have to read to find out! Also, I have the total count at the bottom of all the votes each received and
personally I find it bewildering.
Marie looked at him. His eyes were so full of hope. He wanted her to marry him so badly. Marie took his hands.
"Logan, Ah have ta think about this." Logan looked at her shocked.
"Why? Can't you decide now?"
"No, Ah can't. Can we go back to the house now? Ah'm tired and Ah need to think." Logan nodded and lead her back to
the boat. He rowed back in silence. She knew that she had hurt him by not saying yes right at that moment. The silence
continued on the coach ride back and into the house. It hung over them like a thunder cloud.
Marie's parents were waiting for them at the door. Their faces full of anticipation. She just pushed blindly passed
them and ran to her room. Locking herself in her room she cried. Not tears or sadness, but of frustration.
She kicked the door and yelled. She was so mad she didn't know what to do with herself. She didn't like doing this
to Logan, but if she mad him happy she'd make Remy unhappy. She hated this whole thing she got herself into. Wishing there
was a hole to climb into, she went into the washroom.
Undressing herself slowly as the servants filled the tub, she thought about everything. Remy was great, but he was
poor. Logan was rich and equally nice. She felt closer to Logan because of the mutant factors. Remy and her came from
different sides. Logan and her were the same. He was so much more cultured then Remy. She shook her head. This was going to
be difficult.
She got into the tub and let the warm water soak over her. The pros and cons of both men were equal. So she decided
maybe it should do with love. Well, she loved Remy and he loved her. Logan loved her, but she only liked him. If she chose
love then it would be Remy, but if she chose money then it would be Logan.
Her parents would want her to chose money. She didn't like disobeying them. In fact she hated it. If she married
Remy she would be disowned. She didn't want that. Unless there was way. She pondered that for a second and knew there wasn't
another way. All these ways just caused trouble.
She put her head under the water and looked up at the ceiling through the rippling water. It was unclear and
changing just like her life. Marie couldn't hold her breath any longer. She burst through to the surface gasping for breath.
She looked up at the ceiling. Stupid ceiling didn't help anything. She hit the water with her hands sending it flying. She
cursed loudly. The servants looked at her. She blushed as they washed her hair.
"Remember don't touch meh." Marie said sternly.
"Yes, Miss, we know." the one washing her hair said. Marie nodded. That would be the last thing she needed. She
didn't want some servants memories.
She thought back to when her days were easier and all day she just rode her horses. She'd ride barefoot and bareback.
Her parents hated it when she did that. It wasn't lady-like, but she never really cared. She couldn't do that now. She was
too old and for the fact that she feared to absorb their powers. She shook her head. It had to be skin to skin. Fur was fine.
At least she hoped it was.
Marie got out of the tub. The servants dried her off and helped her get dressed. She dismissed them and sat on her
bed. Dinner was going to be called soon. They would probably want an answer by then. She flopped down on the bed staring at
the floor. She let her arm fall off the bed. She watched her hand feeling it go numb from the loss of blood. She shook her
hand roughly, then picked at the throw rug.
Still she hadn't made up her mind when dinner was called. She opened the door to her room to call downstairs.
"Just a second. Ah have to get ready." She walked back into her room and went back to laying on the bed in her
previous position. She half had her head on the bed and half off. Usually this position helped her think. This time it
didn't She groaned and closed her eyes. She felt the blood rush to her head. She wondered why in this position the blood
ran to her head instead of out like her arm.
Marie shook her head. She had to concentrate on the problem she was facing. She didn't like figuring things out.
That's what men and parents were for. Except in some occasions she did like doing things herself.
"Marie!!" her mother yelled from downstairs. Marie groaned again.
"Ah'm coming!" She really wished she wasn't. Her mother was going to get on her case about this later. She did not
like Marie dawdling. She wished her mother would just go away. Her eyes snapped open. There she knew what she was going to
do. She grinned and picked at the rug some more to help think her plan over.
"What are you do dere like dat, Cherie?" Marie looked up as Remy jumped through the window. Marie grinned as Remy
sat down next to her on the bed. He leaned down and kissed her.
"Ah glad ya came, sugah. Ah have something ta tell ya." Remy stroked her hair with his semi gloved fingers. Marie
stood up.
"What it be?" he asked standing up.
"Ah have made a decision regrading Logan and ya." Remy looked at her seriously as he studied her face.
"Remy wants to know wether it be good or bad."
"MARIE!!!!" her mother yelled again more agitated then ever.
"Ah'm coming!" she yelled.
"Hurry, Cherie. Remy must go."
"No. Ya can't because if ya do. Ah'm coming with ya, sugah!" Remy smiled and hugged Marie.
"So, you have decided to stay wit Remy?"
"Yes, Remy, Ah have!" He picked her up and twirled her around, then kissed her passionately. She let go of him when
she realized that someone was coming up the stairs.
"Remy suggest you grab some of your tings and we get out of here." Marie grabbed a suitcase that was still half
packed and handed it to Remy.
"I'm coming in wether you are ready or not." Logan exclaimed placing his hand on the doorknob. What he didn't know
was that Marie was half way out the window with Remy. As he opened the door he saw Marie climbing out the window onto the
vine climber. Marie was half way down when Logan can to the window.
"Marie what the hell is going on?" Logan yelled trying to grab a hold of her.
"Ah'm leaving. Ah'm going. Goodbye Logan." she replied jumping into Remy outstretched arms
"Git your paws off my bride, bub!"
"Ah'm not your bride, Mr. Reed. Ah'm sorry, but Ah must do this and Ah must leave now. Goodbye Logan." Marie gave
Remy a kiss as they ran off into the sunset never to be seen again.
*****
They moved into the home Remy had found for them and she lived her life as a house maid and Remy as a farmer. Of
course they married and Marie actually had kids. Difficult as it was she did it very carefully. She gave birth to 2 boys
and then a girl all beautiful and healthy. They developed mutant powers over time, but that's another story.
#####
The total count was 45 votes.
The total Remy got was 32 = 71%
The total Logan got was 13= 29%
Well, too bad for Logan. It seems Remy wins out in this story even though I am a Logan/Marie shipper, but I didn't mind
writing this. Maybe I'll do something like this again. Hmmmmm, now just an idea.