Title: All That She Wants
Author: Imerald [darkragesgirl@hotmail.com]
Rating: R
Disclaimer: All X-Men characters belong to Marvel and Fox; this piece of fan-written fiction
intends no infringement on any copyrights. I don't own any of the rights to Ace of Base either.
Archive: If you want my fic, contact me and I'd be more than happy to let you put it on your site!
Feedback: Please? This is my fist X-Men story.
This chapter is dedicated to my pal, tiger! You know why too, tig!
Indicates thought
Chapter 7
"How do I Live?"
Logan had walked through the halls about five times. He was surprised that no one was really around, but it *was* the weekend. He rounded a corner and saw Remy LeBeau walking his way.
"'Ey dere, Canuck!"
Logan grunted a hello and walked past him. "You know, Remy be takin' good care of chere, she ain't very happy wit' you."
He had already walked past the Cajun, but he turned around and walked briskly up behind him. "You keep your damn hands off her, Coonass."
Remy turned around, a shit-eating grin on his face, "Non, mon ami. You need ta be tellin' chere to keep 'er hands off Remy."
"Don't lie to me, Gumbo."
Remy shrugged, "Fine, t'ink what you want, but Remy ain't lyin' for once."
Logan growled at him and turned around, he didn't want to talk to anyone but Marie.
* * * * * *
Marie drove home listening to the radio, she sighed softly as she felt a flutter come from her belly. Jean and Hank had told her that mor3e than likely the baby would develop faster since they were mutants, so she could give birth at five months. That was only two months away. She was so scared. She knew that everyone at the mansion would help her with whatever she needed. She looked at her left hand and her adrenaline rushed through her body, Mah wedding ring is gone! She had to stop and remember that she was getting a divorce, she wasn't going to be Logan's wife anymore. A song came on the radio and she closed her eyes as she put her car in park. She was sitting in the garage, tears welling up in her eyes as the words stung her ears.
How do I,
Get through one night without you?
If I had to live without you,
What kind of life would that be?
Oh, I need . . .
I need you in my arms, need you to hold,
You're my world, my heart, my soul,
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything good in my life,
She opened her eyes, and was blinded by a wall of tears. She blinked, causing tears to stream down her cheeks. She saw a figure standing in the door. She opened her car door and ran to the shadow, she knew who it was. She couldn't ever forget that shadow. She threw herself into his arms, the music blasting through the garage.
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything real in my life,
And tell me now,
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?
Please tell me baby,
How do I go on?
"Ah love you, Logan."
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything,
I need you with me,
Baby don't you know that you're everything,
Real in my life?
And tell me now,
"I love you too, darlin'. Don't you ever forget that."
How do I live without you,
I want to know,How do I breathe without you?
"Ah won't."
Logan held her close, smelling the mango shampoo she always washed her hair with. He sighed softly and kissed the top of her head as she wept into his chest.
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
"I don't want a divorce, Marie."
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?
"Ah don't either. Ah nevah did. It was Scott's idea."
Logan decided that he was going to have to visit Scott again. He then heard Xavier's voice in his head, "Stay away from Scott." He almost snorted, hearing his voice. He'd get even with Scooter somehow.
How do I live without you?
How do I live without you baby?
The slow melody of the song was soon replaced by a faster beat. Marie knew what song it was so she let go of Logan and hurried to turn the stereo off in the car.
You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals so l-*click*
Logan looked at Marie questioningly.
1 MONTH LATER
Logan and Marie had sold their apartment and moved back into the mansion. It *wasn't* Logan's idea and he let people know that. He did think that it was prolly for the best, but no one had to know he thought that. The room that he shared with Marie was now filled with baby items. His heartbeat rose a couple of notches everytime Maire jumped about the baby kicking her. He was so damned nervous about this. He didn't know the first thing about being a dad. The thought of asking Scott crossed his mind since he and Jeannie had a kid, Ernest, or something like that. He couldn't remember.
He lay there awake in bed, listening to Marie breathe. The room was dark, only slivers of silver moonlight piercing through the curtains. He saw the bassinette and thought of a baby in it. HIS baby. Marie stirred and rolled over, she moaned softly and then sat up, "Logan!" He shot straight up, his hand running through her hair, "What? What's wrong, baby?"
"The baby. Ah'm havin' contractions!"
He almost felt faint, he didn't know what to do.
"What do you need?"
"Jean!"
Author: Imerald [darkragesgirl@hotmail.com]
Rating: R
Disclaimer: All X-Men characters belong to Marvel and Fox; this piece of fan-written fiction
intends no infringement on any copyrights. I don't own any of the rights to Ace of Base either.
Archive: If you want my fic, contact me and I'd be more than happy to let you put it on your site!
Feedback: Please? This is my fist X-Men story.
This chapter is dedicated to my pal, tiger! You know why too, tig!
Indicates thought
Chapter 7
"How do I Live?"
Logan had walked through the halls about five times. He was surprised that no one was really around, but it *was* the weekend. He rounded a corner and saw Remy LeBeau walking his way.
"'Ey dere, Canuck!"
Logan grunted a hello and walked past him. "You know, Remy be takin' good care of chere, she ain't very happy wit' you."
He had already walked past the Cajun, but he turned around and walked briskly up behind him. "You keep your damn hands off her, Coonass."
Remy turned around, a shit-eating grin on his face, "Non, mon ami. You need ta be tellin' chere to keep 'er hands off Remy."
"Don't lie to me, Gumbo."
Remy shrugged, "Fine, t'ink what you want, but Remy ain't lyin' for once."
Logan growled at him and turned around, he didn't want to talk to anyone but Marie.
* * * * * *
Marie drove home listening to the radio, she sighed softly as she felt a flutter come from her belly. Jean and Hank had told her that mor3e than likely the baby would develop faster since they were mutants, so she could give birth at five months. That was only two months away. She was so scared. She knew that everyone at the mansion would help her with whatever she needed. She looked at her left hand and her adrenaline rushed through her body, Mah wedding ring is gone! She had to stop and remember that she was getting a divorce, she wasn't going to be Logan's wife anymore. A song came on the radio and she closed her eyes as she put her car in park. She was sitting in the garage, tears welling up in her eyes as the words stung her ears.
How do I,
Get through one night without you?
If I had to live without you,
What kind of life would that be?
Oh, I need . . .
I need you in my arms, need you to hold,
You're my world, my heart, my soul,
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything good in my life,
She opened her eyes, and was blinded by a wall of tears. She blinked, causing tears to stream down her cheeks. She saw a figure standing in the door. She opened her car door and ran to the shadow, she knew who it was. She couldn't ever forget that shadow. She threw herself into his arms, the music blasting through the garage.
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything real in my life,
And tell me now,
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?
Please tell me baby,
How do I go on?
"Ah love you, Logan."
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything,
I need you with me,
Baby don't you know that you're everything,
Real in my life?
And tell me now,
"I love you too, darlin'. Don't you ever forget that."
How do I live without you,
I want to know,How do I breathe without you?
"Ah won't."
Logan held her close, smelling the mango shampoo she always washed her hair with. He sighed softly and kissed the top of her head as she wept into his chest.
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
"I don't want a divorce, Marie."
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?
"Ah don't either. Ah nevah did. It was Scott's idea."
Logan decided that he was going to have to visit Scott again. He then heard Xavier's voice in his head, "Stay away from Scott." He almost snorted, hearing his voice. He'd get even with Scooter somehow.
How do I live without you?
How do I live without you baby?
The slow melody of the song was soon replaced by a faster beat. Marie knew what song it was so she let go of Logan and hurried to turn the stereo off in the car.
You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals so l-*click*
Logan looked at Marie questioningly.
1 MONTH LATER
Logan and Marie had sold their apartment and moved back into the mansion. It *wasn't* Logan's idea and he let people know that. He did think that it was prolly for the best, but no one had to know he thought that. The room that he shared with Marie was now filled with baby items. His heartbeat rose a couple of notches everytime Maire jumped about the baby kicking her. He was so damned nervous about this. He didn't know the first thing about being a dad. The thought of asking Scott crossed his mind since he and Jeannie had a kid, Ernest, or something like that. He couldn't remember.
He lay there awake in bed, listening to Marie breathe. The room was dark, only slivers of silver moonlight piercing through the curtains. He saw the bassinette and thought of a baby in it. HIS baby. Marie stirred and rolled over, she moaned softly and then sat up, "Logan!" He shot straight up, his hand running through her hair, "What? What's wrong, baby?"
"The baby. Ah'm havin' contractions!"
He almost felt faint, he didn't know what to do.
"What do you need?"
"Jean!"