A/n: I hope you continue to review! Please!!! I love feed back! And I love all of you! Oh, and btw, I don't know bout bobby, it seems like he has always been jealous of logan, but I tried to humanize his reasons for doing what he did, he must have been seriously pissed to never get to touch her..ok, anyways REVIEW!! Or no more! Mwhahah.I'm evil! **snaps out of psycho mode** sorry bout that, please review!

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Logan slowly rose from the bed, carrying the limp Marie with him, her body wrapped in the blanket still.

He waited until the bell rang to signal all the student's were at lunch, before carrying her down the hallway towards the infirmary.

Because Jean was gone, Storm and Scott were jointly sharing the duties of doctor. Scott had a little medical training, and so did Storm, so together, they could pretty much handle everything.

When Logan threw open the door, Scott jumped up, surprised.

"Logan, what the-?" he asked as Logan laid Marie down on the examining table.

"Scott, go get Storm and Xavier," Logan commanded harshly, when Scott hesitated, Logan jumped at him.

"Now!" he yelled, watching Scott scamper out of the office.

Soon, Scott reappeared with the Professor and Storm in tow, frantically pointing at the examining table.

"What happened?" Storm asked, running over to the side of the table, "Oh my god, it's Rouge."

"Last night," Logan said, his voice growing hoarse and frantic, "Some bastard came and raped her, and he beat her up pretty bad too."

At the sound of Logan's voice Marie began to rouse and she sat up slowly on the examining table, the quilt still wrapped tightly around her.

"Logan?" she asked almost hysterically, her eyes searching for him in the room, "Logan?"

"I'm here darlin," Logan answered, crossing over to stand by her side, "I just took you into the infirmary, you've gotta get checked out."

"But, Logan, but," Marie stammered, her tone holding a mix of shame and fear, "They all know now?"

"Look, Marie," Logan, said, slipping on a latex glove and holding her hand tightly, "We need to do something about this, they are just going to help you."
"Here, Rouge, let me take that," Scott said, also slipping on a glove and walking towards her.

Once he began to take the blanket Marie flinched and turned away, her slight hand squeezing Logan's as hard as she could.

"I'm not going to hurt you Rouge," Scott said gently, trying again to remove the blanket from around her shoulders, "Just relax."

When Scott's gloved hand touched her shoulder Marie let out a small cry and buried her face in Logan's neck.

"Shh...Marie, what's wrong?" Logan asked, looking questionably up at Scott.

"Please Logan," Marie pleaded, "Just, don't let him touch me ok?"

"I'm wearing gloves Rouge," Scott began, but Logan cut him off angrily, letting go of some of his rage.

"She said don't touch her! So that means you keep your fucking hands off of her! Got it bub?" Logan yelled, standing up and facing Scott.

"Logan," Xavier said sternly, wheeling over to Scott, "I think that it is perfectly reasonable to just have Storm perform the exam, there is no need for anymore of us to be present."

Scott nodded obediently and began to file out behind Xavier. Logan stood up and began to walk after them, but Marie's earnest voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Oh god Logan, please stay with me," she said, and she sounded so afraid, that he sat back down by the examining table and grabbed her hand.

"Is this ok Storm?" he asked gruffly, looking the woman up and down.

Storm nodded and reached for the blanket that was still covering Rouge. Logan, to his credit, managed to successfully remain eye contact with Rouge while Storm changed her into a white hospital gown.

Don't look down, he repeated to himself mentally, she's a poor scared girl right now, do not take advantage of that!

As the examination commenced a flood of words washed over Logan, but all he concentrated on was Marie, his hand staying there as a reassuring anchor for her. He wasn't about to let go.

"Logan?" Storm asked after she had finished, "May I see you outside for a minute?"

"Is that ok with you?" Logan turned to ask Marie, but she was already lying fast asleep on the table, her breathing even and steady.

Logan and Storm walked outside quickly, and closed the infirmary door behind them. Once the door was closed Logan let out a stream of curses and unsheathed his claws, driving them into the wall in a blind rage.

"I was going to compliment you on your control," Storm commented dryly, once Logan had calmed down a bit, "But still, you did a very good job of being composed."

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch," Logan said vehemently, "Did you see what he did to her! He changed her back into the scared girl I first met, he shattered her confidence and destroyed whatever liberty she had given he self!"

"That's why I wanted to talk to you," Storm said softly, looking up at Logan, "I don't want you to pressure Marie to tell you who did this."

"No!" Logan gaped, "I have to find out, have Chuck pull it from her mind!"

**********I will do no such thing******** Xavier's voice echoed in Logan's head,

******She has got to come to terms with it on her own, and she will tell us when she is ready*******

Logan looked ready to kill, but Storm quickly began to speak again.

"Look, Logan," she said quietly, "Rouge is physically and mentally exhausted, it took most of her strength to keep her control up for that long, plus, I need you to talk to her about what happened."

"What the hell?" Logan growled, "Didn't you ask her yourself?"

"Yes, but she wouldn't talk to me, she closed herself off, don't you remember?" Storm said, gauging Logan's reactions.

"DAMNIT!" Logan swore, "I can't ask her, she needs to talk to you about that, I don't even know."

"Anything about it?" Storm cut him off slyly, "Just ask her about any of the details she is willing to give. Please Logan; she will only talk to you."

"I don't know if I can hear the details with out killing someone," Logan growled, anger creeping into his voice, "She's only 17 years old,"

"Actually Logan, she's 18, and yes, it will be hard, but she needs to tell somebody more about the event, suppressing it will only do harm."

Logan snarled and unsheathed his claws once more, pounding them into everything around him, cursing under his breath.

"That mother fucker is going to pay!" he roared, rattling the ceiling, "I mean seriously pay! God damnit Storm, how could I have let this happen!?"

"There was nothing you could have done Logan," Storm said as gently as possible, "This isn't your fault."

"Well then whose is it? Huh?" Logan asked roughly, "I promised to take care of her, and look how badly I fucked that up!"

"Don't Logan, don't blame yourself," Storm said, seeing his obvious pain, "Just go and talk to her, she needs you now, she needs you to be strong." ***************888

a/n: yay! Logan loves marie! Ok, you want more You push the purple button! Got it? Hehe

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