Gee wiz. This chapter came out a lot faster then I had expected it to. So enjoy. next chapter will be beefier in plot. Expect MAYBE next chapter for the Remy and Rogue to pick up but most likely chapter ten will have it.
If any of this doesn't make much sense it because the added detail and plot were not expected. It would be a WHOLE lot shorter if I had just followed my original summary.
Disclaimer: Don't own, no permission to use em', no profits.
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A FAMILY AFFAIR
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ch. 8
Two Years Later…….
"Again," Sir Logan ordered. Lady Marie attacked him with her sword. Back and forth their swords clashed, a slow, steady motion. Logan couldn't help but smile. It hadn't taken him long to teach her to defend herself with or without weapons. In just two years she looked as though she had been training all her life.
"You've come a long way kid. Better then most young men," Logan complimented as they stopped to take a break. Marie smiled.
"Being is that I have the best teacher in these parts working me to death everyday might be the reason," Lady Marie responded sarcastically.
"I'll take that as a compliment. Now how about a little sparring?" he asked.
She nodded in agreement.
After training Lady Marie freshened up and headed down to Lord McCoy's study. He sat inside glancing at her then peering at the clock. "My dear, how many days have you been tardy for your studies?" he asked.
"Well, I was um training with Sir Logan, Lord McCoy and I lost track of the time," Lady Marie said in her defense.
"Yes, and I suppose fighting is more important then learning of history, philosophy, math, and science? Lady Marie when will you learn?" Lord McCoy took his glasses off and cleaned them, then replaced them, "Now then, where were we from yesterday?"
"Uh, Greece I think," she answered, taking a seat in front of him.
"Ah Greece," Lord McCoy began.
The lecture continued what seemed like days, but only a mere couple of hours passed before Lady Marie was dismissed for dinner.
For the second time that day she changed. After a quick inspection in the mirror she headed to her door and was shocked to find Bobby, one of Xavier's younger adopted children, waiting for her.
"Hello good Sir," she greeted, sarcastically.
He smiled and held his arm out, "An escort, Madame?"
"Why Sir, I don't know what to say. I mean with so many suitors, why some might become jealous," she mocked taking his arm.
"I suppose those old suitors will just have to find a Lady closer to their own age," he retorted.
Laughing together they headed down for dinner.
"Ah, Bobby Marie, come. We both remember Lord and Lady Summers, right?" Xavier asked, once the two were in sight.
They greeted the Summers' politely and took their seats. Dinner with the Summers was always boring they'd talk about this and that with such detail that a mere conversation would take hours to get to the point. Xavier and the others would laugh at their lame jokes then a new dinner course would arrive, forcing them to change the subject.
Marie glanced at Bobby who sat across from her. They'd make faces at one another or in insult towards Lord or Lady Summers. Sometimes they would hold back their giggles, but other times they slipped, hiding behind hands anything that wouldn't draw attention towards them.
Once dinner was finally over Bobby and Marie excused themselves and said goodbye to the Summers' and left rather quickly.
"Can you just imagine what it might be like to live with those two?" Bobby asked, heading towards the balcony they always sat and talked on.
"I'd probably die of boredom," Marie answered. They both shared a good laugh after that comment.
Staring out at the sunset they admired it in silence and after a time resumed conversation.
"Do you ever think of the future Marie?" Bobby asked, looking at her watch the horizon.
"I suppose I do," she said, gazing back at him.
"What do you think about?" he asked.
"Well, I think of what I might be doing you know. What sort of future do I have? I can't leave these palace walls for fear of Lord Lensherr and that crazed lunatic Creed finding and killing me," Marie said.
"After all this time do you suppose Lord Lensherr would still want you dead?" he asked.
"Sir Logan thinks so, but I'm not so sure," she said.
Another moment of silence. Marie looked back at Bobby. "Do you ever think of the future, Robert?" she asked, batting her eyes.
He laughed, "I want to become an entertainer, just like Lord Summers," he stated, holding back a grin that wouldn't last very long.
Laughter erupted, as tears poured down their cheeks.
New conversations and old talks kept their there on that balcony for hours until it was time for them to retire for bed.
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In process of two other stories as well as this plus college/hockey/jobs/coaching hockey I might be a little off beat when my next chapter will be up so. I'll try to get it ASAP. Be patient and as always review and I LOVE all the reviews so far. You help keep me inspired!!
If any of this doesn't make much sense it because the added detail and plot were not expected. It would be a WHOLE lot shorter if I had just followed my original summary.
Disclaimer: Don't own, no permission to use em', no profits.
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A FAMILY AFFAIR
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ch. 8
Two Years Later…….
"Again," Sir Logan ordered. Lady Marie attacked him with her sword. Back and forth their swords clashed, a slow, steady motion. Logan couldn't help but smile. It hadn't taken him long to teach her to defend herself with or without weapons. In just two years she looked as though she had been training all her life.
"You've come a long way kid. Better then most young men," Logan complimented as they stopped to take a break. Marie smiled.
"Being is that I have the best teacher in these parts working me to death everyday might be the reason," Lady Marie responded sarcastically.
"I'll take that as a compliment. Now how about a little sparring?" he asked.
She nodded in agreement.
After training Lady Marie freshened up and headed down to Lord McCoy's study. He sat inside glancing at her then peering at the clock. "My dear, how many days have you been tardy for your studies?" he asked.
"Well, I was um training with Sir Logan, Lord McCoy and I lost track of the time," Lady Marie said in her defense.
"Yes, and I suppose fighting is more important then learning of history, philosophy, math, and science? Lady Marie when will you learn?" Lord McCoy took his glasses off and cleaned them, then replaced them, "Now then, where were we from yesterday?"
"Uh, Greece I think," she answered, taking a seat in front of him.
"Ah Greece," Lord McCoy began.
The lecture continued what seemed like days, but only a mere couple of hours passed before Lady Marie was dismissed for dinner.
For the second time that day she changed. After a quick inspection in the mirror she headed to her door and was shocked to find Bobby, one of Xavier's younger adopted children, waiting for her.
"Hello good Sir," she greeted, sarcastically.
He smiled and held his arm out, "An escort, Madame?"
"Why Sir, I don't know what to say. I mean with so many suitors, why some might become jealous," she mocked taking his arm.
"I suppose those old suitors will just have to find a Lady closer to their own age," he retorted.
Laughing together they headed down for dinner.
"Ah, Bobby Marie, come. We both remember Lord and Lady Summers, right?" Xavier asked, once the two were in sight.
They greeted the Summers' politely and took their seats. Dinner with the Summers was always boring they'd talk about this and that with such detail that a mere conversation would take hours to get to the point. Xavier and the others would laugh at their lame jokes then a new dinner course would arrive, forcing them to change the subject.
Marie glanced at Bobby who sat across from her. They'd make faces at one another or in insult towards Lord or Lady Summers. Sometimes they would hold back their giggles, but other times they slipped, hiding behind hands anything that wouldn't draw attention towards them.
Once dinner was finally over Bobby and Marie excused themselves and said goodbye to the Summers' and left rather quickly.
"Can you just imagine what it might be like to live with those two?" Bobby asked, heading towards the balcony they always sat and talked on.
"I'd probably die of boredom," Marie answered. They both shared a good laugh after that comment.
Staring out at the sunset they admired it in silence and after a time resumed conversation.
"Do you ever think of the future Marie?" Bobby asked, looking at her watch the horizon.
"I suppose I do," she said, gazing back at him.
"What do you think about?" he asked.
"Well, I think of what I might be doing you know. What sort of future do I have? I can't leave these palace walls for fear of Lord Lensherr and that crazed lunatic Creed finding and killing me," Marie said.
"After all this time do you suppose Lord Lensherr would still want you dead?" he asked.
"Sir Logan thinks so, but I'm not so sure," she said.
Another moment of silence. Marie looked back at Bobby. "Do you ever think of the future, Robert?" she asked, batting her eyes.
He laughed, "I want to become an entertainer, just like Lord Summers," he stated, holding back a grin that wouldn't last very long.
Laughter erupted, as tears poured down their cheeks.
New conversations and old talks kept their there on that balcony for hours until it was time for them to retire for bed.
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In process of two other stories as well as this plus college/hockey/jobs/coaching hockey I might be a little off beat when my next chapter will be up so. I'll try to get it ASAP. Be patient and as always review and I LOVE all the reviews so far. You help keep me inspired!!