A/n: EXAMS ARE DONE YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A- on my geometry exam, A+ on my American history exam, an A on one of my English final essays, a C on the other. a D- on the reading final in spanish, but an A+ on writing, speaking and hw. My parents were pissed bout the d- and the c, but, my average is still ok, so I didn't get grounded from the internet! Phew! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH for the support! ( I love ya all... but, yea, I only have like, 3-4 chapters left in the story, so, I will try to get it done before I leave for camp next week, if I can't then, you'll just have to wait another week for the exciting conclusion! Yea! Ok, in the mean time.KEEP REVIEWING!!! Now, enough chatter, on to LOGAN!!

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"Logan?" Rogue said, walking into his room one Saturday morning, "You awake?"

Logan sat up suddenly in bed, the covers rustling as he turned to look at Rogue.

"Yea darlin' what do ya need?" he asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"I didn't mean to wake you," Rouge said contritely, handing him his shirt from a nearby chair.

"It's not a problem," Logan said, pulling the t-shirt over his head and stepping out of the bed, "You know I am at your beck and call my queen."

Rogue giggled and covered her mouth with her hands, watching his boxer clad body walk around the room.

"No, well, it's just," she said awkwardly, a pink tinge settling on her cheeks, "I'm hungry."

"Aww, Marie, that's nothing to be ashamed of," Logan said with a wide grin, reaching over to place a hand on her stomach, "You're 7 months pregnant, I'd be worried if you weren't hungry!"

"I ate right before I went to bed, and when I got up in the middle of the night!" Marie said irritably, "I'm like a bottomless pit!"

Logan laughed as he went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

"Where do you want to go kid?" He yelled over the sound of running water, "Chinese again?"

"Yuk!" Marie cried, sitting down on Logan's unmade bed, "Let's avoid Oriental food for a while."

Marie distinctly heard Logan chuckle though his bathroom door.

"How about tacos then?" Logan called as the noise of flowing water ceased ceased, "We haven't had those in a while."

"Tacos sound good," Marie said, "I'm in a spicy mood!"

"Very good," Logan said playfully as he walked out of the bathroom, drying his face on a towel.

"Oh Logan, you aren't gonna wear those are you?" Marie asked disdainfully, gesturing down at his dirty old jeans.

"I always wear these Marie," Logan answered back, pulling his leather jacket on and standing by the door, "And if you don't like it, no food for you!"

Marie smiled and followed Logan out the exit, laughing to herself as she went. If only everybody else could see that the famous Wolverine was such a big softy inside, a big ol' teddy bear.

"What are you smiling about kid?" Logan grumbled as they walked outside.

"Oh, nothing," Marie answered innocently.

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Marie and Logan walked into a Mexican Restaurant a little while later, laughing about some joke known only to then. There was a slight breeze as they entered, and the slamming of the door sent ripples of cool air brushing over them. Marie's long flowered sundress swayed in the wind, and she pulled the denim jacket she wore tightly around her shoulders.

"You cold kid?" Logan asked, putting a concerned arm tightly around her shoulders.

"Nah, I'm alright," Marie said indifferently, but she still leaned in close to Logan, breathing in deep and smelling his scent of old vanilla cigars and smoky wood.

"Hey!" Logan called out to a nearby waitress, "Table for two."

"Right this way sir," The woman said politely, and motioned for them to follow.

The waitress led them over to a small table in the corner and set their menu's down. Logan tenderly began to help Marie into her chair when the waitress began speaking.

"Hello, my name is Naomi and I will be your server today, the special is Chickita Burritos and black beans, may I start you out with something to drink?"

"Umm, yea, a beer please?" Logan asked curtly, studying his menu and he sat down.

"And I'll have an iced tea," Marie said, smiling at the matronly server.

"Alright then, I'll be right back with your drinks," The woman said cheerfully, and then turned to Logan, "Oh, and congratulations to you two, the first kid is always the hardest, but you two just look so in love! I'm sure everything will be fine."

Marie and Logan gaped as the woman bustled back to the kitchen; their menu's lying untouched on the table.

It was Logan who broke the silence first.

"She didn't mean.?" he trailed off, looking at Marie with an expectant face, "I mean she didn't think that ..we ..?"

"Why Logan, is that so hard to believe?" Marie asked coldly, anger flaring up in her chocolate eyes, "You did have your arm around me you know!"

"Yea but, you and me . we aren't .. I mean." Logan stumbled, trying unsuccessfully to find the right words.

"What Logan? What do you mean!?" Marie asked wrathfully, standing up quickly at the table, "Come on Logan, tell me, what do you mean!!?"

"I was scared Marie," Logan admitted hoarsely, "What she said scared me."

It seemed that all the fight drained out of Marie right before his eyes, she slumped down and her eyes fell, her whole body seemed released.

"Frostbite," she said after a while, her voice a slow monotone.

"What?" Logan asked, clearly confused.

"When they brought me in, I had frostbite," Marie said, still eerily emotionless, "It was Bobby."

Logan's eyes widened as he realized what she meant, but Marie was already leaving the restaurant, grabbing her coat from the back of the chair.

"Marie! Wait!" Logan yelled after her, struggling to get up and follow her.

Logan finally knocked his chair over and ran out of the restaurant, only to see Marie quickly hopping into a taxi.

"Marie no!" Logan yelled, but the taxi sped away, leaving Logan standing forlornly in the dust.

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