Logan walked slowly into the large banquet room where Rogue was suppose to be having her engagement party. He felt the need to appologize to her, but he was unsure of what he was going to say.

He felt out of place as he glanced around the room at all of the clean cut, wholesome looking young men in tuxedos, he had thought about renting one, but then decided not to after stepping one foot into one of those sissy ass suit shops.


He quickly scanned the room for Marie, but he could only pick up her scent lightly, and he guessed she had gone elsewhere.

" Logan!" Scott shouted, waving him over two where he was standing.

" hey there one eye. Seen Rogue?" he asked.

" yeah, actually I did earlier, she seemed upset about.... uh, something, and she just left a few minutes ago. She probably just needed a few minutes too cool off. You know how high tempered she is." he said.

" yeah, only too well." he grinned, but still he had a feeling there was something wrong. He felt a surge of anger rise in his chest as he turned to see Remy, sitting next to a young blonde, with his arms around her shoulders, whispering something into her ear, that seemed to be funny, because the blondes high pitched giggles seemed to fill the room.

Logan rapidly, stalked over to Remys table and pushed him hard on the shoulders, knocking him out of his chair. Logan kneed Remy squarely in the stomache, sending a chorus of suprised, and frightened chaotic screams throughout the ballroom.

" You fucking sleazy ass bastard!" Logan cursed at him in an outrage lifting him up by the shoulders and pinning him to the wall, raising his fist close to Remy's face threateningly.

Remy breathed heavily, the wind had been knocked out of him by Logans unexcpected blow. He coughed out a small, laugh, and looked Logan in the eye menacingly.

" What are you going to do Logan? kill me?" he laughed. What would that accomplish? It would just prove what a cowardlly asshole you are. Rogue loves me. Maybe not as much as she loves you, but she loves me. I make her happy. You could never make her happy and you know it. You could never commit to her, you could never have a family. Your just jealous, and you want her all to yourself. " He spat out angrily.

" Shut up!" Logan screamed at him violenly.

Remy laughed , his breathing becoming more steady. " you don't love her. If you really loved her , you'd let her go, you'd let her be happy. with me." he stated firmly.

Logan looked away from Remy in fury, and released his grip on him, turning away grimly and storming out of the ballroom.




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Logan could already tell she was there as he approached the towering oak tree. He could tell that she had been drinking a lot by her scent, and that she had been crying.


He gazed up at he from the ground in awe of her beauty. She leaned against the high branch of the tree in exaustion, staring up at the stars. Her hair had come loose , and hung around her shoulders in unorganized strands.
Her eyes were still as wide as the day he had met her, and seemed to be marveling at the brilliance of the night sky.

He quickly hopped up the tree, and sat next to her on her branch. She didn't seem to notice he was there.

" thought I might find you here." he announced softly.

" Hey Logan. You thought right." she replied, taking another drink from the bottle of expensive wine she gripped in her hand, never releasing her steady gaze from the stars.

They sat side by side in silence for almost a half an hour, Logan placed his arm protectively around her shoulders.

Marie turned her head slowly towards Logan, and studied his face. His eyes stood out in the darkness, but the rest of his features were softened and outlined in the moonlight, making him appear younger, and less tough.
" Logan Ah'm drunk." she announced, her southern accent was more prounounced in her intoxication.

" I noticed." he replied bluntly.

Marie laughed derangedly at his reply.

" Logan?" she asked, suddenly becoming more serious. " tell me not to marry Remy. Tell me I'm making a big mistake, and that I shouldn't marry him. Tell me that you love me and you want me to leave him, and I will. I will leave him tonight. Just say the word, and I won't do it. I swear to god Logan I won't marry him." she said in a melancholy tone.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head against his shoulder, waiting for him to awnser her, too tired to keep her head up on her own.

Logan swallowed in despair, trying to deside what to say. He wanted to tell her he loved her, he wanted to tell her not to marry Remy, but that would be too easy. He recalled Remy's words from earlier. ' ~ If you really loved her, you would let her go.~' The words echoed in Logans mind,and he knew what he had to do.

" No Marie. You should marry Remy. You deserve the house, with the family and the white picket fence, and the little flower garden, with the minivan." He nodded, trying to convince himself what he was saying the right thing, even as tears threatened to escape his eyes.

" Logan?" she whispered.

" what?" he asked, still trying to control his despair.

" Can we have a motorcycle instead of a minivan?" she whispered groggily, before passing out against Logan's rigid form.

Logan looked at her in confision, before gathering her into his arms, to take her back to her room.
'~ soon to be Remy's room~' he thought to himself bitterly, as he carried her back to the mansion in the moonlight.

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To Be Continued. Stay tuned for the next two chapters will be the last. I am holding a vote for who y'all want Rogue to end up with, because some of you beautiful reviewers are rooting for Remy, and some for Logan. So please review, and whoever gets the most supporters, Rogue will end up with at the end. sorry for the typos, this was not beta'd. :)

~ kyrie