(This chapter is basically about Rogue and Logan. But there is a Jean and Scott up date at the end. I don't own X-Men! If I did I would be old and rich and definitely not writing on this site! So have fun reading and R&R please)

Logan and Rogue walked for hours in the snow half freezing to death. Then Logan found a horse ranch and barrowed a horse from there. He got on it and reached down for his bags. Rogue looked up with a mix defeat and fear in her eyes. He took his bags and was about to ride off when he looked down at that face and could not make himself do it.

"Get on if your coming kid I don't have time for this," he said gruffly. She climbed happily on. She mounted herself just behind him trying with all her might not to touch him but she had to hold on or she'd fall. Logan rolled his eyes at the childish behavior.

"Thank you so much sir. I would have died without your help," Rogue said.

Logan growled, then said " Don't thank me and don't call me sir. The names Logan,"

"Nice to meet you my names huh…," she looked about for a name but couldn't find any then the name rogue popped in her head "Rogue."

He gave her a questioning look "Ok, Rogue."

"So were are we going," she asked. does this kid ever shut up, Logan thought.

"Inn about half a mile from here. Called Lone Wolf Inn. We are going to be spending the night there," Logan reluctantly growled out. Then he felt her scoot back even farther. He chuckled at her skittishness.

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Rogue knew it was ridicules for her to fear him with her power. The whole not being able to touch thing and all but for some odd reason she did. She feared him a lot. She had watched the horse land on him in a way that she knew should have killed him. She had heard his bones crack and break. She knew it! What was he? Was it possible that he was like her. That he had powers that made him invincible too. Nah it couldn't…be could it Rogue wondered.

They reached the inn around mid-night. Logan put the horse in the stable and grabbed the bags and the girl off the horse. They walked inside and went to the counter.

"Hey I need a room," he asked the man behind the counter. The man looked him and Rogue over making her feel uncomfortable.

"A room," he repeated like a parrot.

"Yeah we need a room," he said again.

"A as in one or A as in one for each of us," he said accusingly. Rogue visible went tense beside Logan and he didn't blame her one bit. She just stood there anxiously waiting her fate. She breathed in deep and held her breath.

"Two if you got them," Logan said plainly. The older man looked behind him at the wall. Then took one key down. Logan looked over at a startled Rogue. Logan exhaled and looked back at the man.

"We're booked out of single rooms but we do have one room with two beds," he said with a sly smirk. Logan looked over at poor Rogue her face now white as a sheet. She looked over worriedly at him. He gave her a questioning glance and she nodded.

"K we'll take it," he said grabbing the key.

The man laughed and slapped his knee then said "Will you be paying by the hour or by the day?"

"We'll pay in the morning," he growled. Then started up the stairs. The girl stayed motionless for a minute then realized that he had left. She stomped after him. He realized she smelled of sweat and perfume. A lot of lavender perfume. It was starting bug his nose already. At this rate he would never sleep.

He looked down at the key it said 238 and up at doors 236, 237, 238. There it was. He opened the door. There was two beds with a night stand separating them. They were about 2 feet apart. He looked behind him at the girl who was staring at the room in fright . He walked in and throught his stuff a the bed. Rogue walked in behind him and he was hit with a wave of overpowering scent of lavender.

He coughed then growled "You have to take a bath." She looked shocked and gulped. Holding tightly onto the neck her cloak. He rolled his eyes.

"Not now. After I leave. I have to go down and get a beer," he said and started to go out the door. Looking back once to she her relieved but confused face.

Feeling a little sympathy towards the poor kid he said "Listen kid your safe with me so stop worring already."

He walked downs stairs and got a drink from the bar tender. Then smoked a cigar. Some of the guys started to look at him weird and whisper a lot. Either they are majorly gay and trying to deside wether or not to ask me out or not. Or they may be desideing wether to jump me or not. Ah ether way I'm going to go to bed. I'm not in the mood for either right now. he thought then went back upstairs.

He went to their room hoping the kid was asleep. He opened the door and sure enough she was. The blanket still lay at her. He went over to the side of the bed and picked up the blanket. She tensed and he knew she was awake. So he gently placed the covers over shoulders. Breathing in as he did noticing that she no longer smelled of lavander as heavy.

He straighted up. Then went to his own bed. Took off her shirt and lay down. She was still breathing heavy expecting him to jump her at any minute. He smirked and rolled over. Then fell asleep listening to her breathing as it steadied.

She got up early hoping he was still asleep. She turned over and saw he wasn't even there. She sat up than stood. She throught on her cloak and went down stairs. She walked around a bit searching for him. Wondering if she had left her to die here. Suddenly a huge man stepped in front of her.

"Hey if it isn't the new man's whore," he said in her face to close for comfort and his own safety.

"I'm no ones whore. Now please leave me be," rogue said thinking he might actually move.

"Yes you are. Wether you know it or not. That's what you be. And I'm jealous he gets to kept such a pretty thing to himself," the man gave her a long look up and down "Look at what he make you wear. We don't even get a good look at what he got."

"He doesn't have anything," Rogue said desperately. The man was getting closer and dangerously close. He reached his hand up to her gloved one and grabbed it then started to take it off.

"Come on just let me see a little skin. Then maybe a little more," he mocked as he slowly took the glove off. He got it off and went down to kis it.

"No don't! You wont like what is going to happen if you do," she said trying to struggle from his grasp, but he just held tighter.

"Oh but I will," he said then touched his lips to her hand. He was alright for a moment then his vanes started to pop out. His skin went deadly white. He started to cough and let go. He fell faint onto the floor. She looked up to see Logan looking startled.

"What are you," he said in shocked and scared.

She started to walk towards him and the other men in the bar moved out of her way. She was starting to get his memorys and other thing in her head. A bad need for alcohol was starting to bother her mind. She put back on her glove and ran out the door.

She heard footsteps behind her. She looked to see Logan following after her. She got scared and started to run faster. She trips on a root and and falls to the snowy forest floor. Logan runs up behind her and picks her up by her shoulders.

"I asked you a question girl. What are ya," he asked shaking her.

"I don't know," she screamed at him "I just don't." she started to hit him them. She caught his chin on her ring and ripped his flesh. She watched as he started to bleed then the hole started to close. In a split second the hole closed up completely.

"What are you," she screamed at him and started to stuggle again.

"I'm like you I don't know," he said then held her tighter not letting her move "If you promise not to run."

"Fine but let me go," she said and stopped moving. He let her go.

"What now," she asked after a minute.

He shrugged. "Well lets go get our things and move on. The people at this tavern won't want us around any more I'm sure," he said.

"You mean you still going to let me travel with you even after you found out and all," she asked hopeful.

"Sure why not. Freaks should stay together," he said then they started to walk back to the inn together.

Scott sat at the kings table eating dinner. Jean come around giving them all food as normal as she could. Scott tried to suppress a smile as she walked by, but failed. She smiled shyly back hoping no one had noticed.

"Scott we have good news for you," the king said.

"Really father what is it" Scott asked.

"You are going to get married," he declared.

"Really," he said baffled. He had yet to ask his father permission if he could ask Jean to marry him. Who could he mean? "Who am I going to marry," he asked.

"A fine rich girl named Kitty," the king said. Scott almost cried out in distress. Then Jean right out fainted onto the floor.

(well hope you enjoyed the story! Wait until you hear Kitty's reaction to the news hehe)