a/n: man, I had fun writing this! Lol, so, keep reviewing, and, BTW, I
don't own any of the x-men stuff, so don't sue! And, keep the reviews
coming! Hehe, they make me so happy!
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She drove Scott's car.
It was a blue Honda, nice, a little on the safe side, but still nice.
As she drove her tears began to fall, making wet trails down her cheeks, smearing the mascara she had so meticulously applied.
Damn him.
Damn him for everything.
She wasn't intoxicating! She was a girl, a girl who at the time couldn't even touch people.
She could now.
She reached into her purse sadly and pulled out a pair of white opera gloves. She still wore them often, just in case she was touched while she wasn't paying attention. That could be disastrous.
She slid them on now, wiping her gloved hand softly across her cheek.
The glove game back with the fingertips blackened.
Stupid water proof mascara ...
It never worked well enough for women like her.
Suddenly, a loud pop sounded and the car slowed.
"Damn!" Rogue swore, pounding her hand on the dashboard.
I know absolutely nothing about cars, she thought angrily to herself, stupid blue Honda!
Rogue got out of the car slowly, but slammed the door shut behind her. The engine was pouring out a thick, white smoke.
"This can't be good," she muttered to herself, sitting down dejectedly by the curb.
A thunderclap rumbled in the background, sending chills down Rogue's spine.
"Great! Just great!" she yelled ironically at the sky as a cold rain began to fall, "I really needed this today!"
Rogue stared sadly down the barren highway, sighing as the rain splattered against her head and shoulders. She pulled her jacket up over her head and ran beneath the nearest tree, forlornly lamenting the loss of a great suede coat.
"Damnit Bobby," she whispered to herself, "Why did you have to have closure?"
A few minutes later the slight shower had become a tumultuous downpour and the tree she hunched under was offering little protection.
Rogue quickly pulled out her cell phone, dialing her home number quickly and pressing the phone to her ear. It ran three times before Scott's voice sounded on the phone.
"Hello?" he said politely, sounding a little distracted.
"Scott?" Rogue said earnestly, "Is Logan there?"
"Rogue?" Scott asked, surprise in his tone, "Where are you?"
"Look, Scott, can you just go get Logan?" Rogue said intently, leaning back up against the tree.
"Yea, hang on," Scott said, and Rogue could easily hear him calling Logan's name in the background.
A few seconds later Rogue heard rumbling and Logan's voice came onto the phone.
"Marie?" he said breathlessly, a little bit of worry in his tone, "Where are you?"
"Logan, I-I," Marie started, and then began to cry freely, the sound of his voice stirring emotion deep inside of her.
"Marie!" Logan said, concern obvious in his voice, "What's wrong darlin?"
"My car-car broke," Marie said, her voice stumbling through her racking sobs, "An-and then, it rained and I-I saw Bobby."
"Did he hurt you?" Logan said, fury underlying his words.
"No," Marie said, shaking her head even though she knew it was useless, "Not physically a-at least."
"I'm coming to get you," Logan said gruffly, determination in his tone, "Where are you now?"
"Umm.on highway 234," Marie said, tears still spilling down her cheeks, "About 20 minutes from home."
"Ok kid," Logan said, his voice gentle again, "Just stay put, I'll be there as soon as possible."
"Ok," Marie said softly, curling up tightly against the tree, "Come soon."
"I will," Logan said, sincerity in his husky voice, "I love you,"
"And you'll take care of me?" Marie asked, the familiarity of the words making her warmer.
"Yea," Logan said softly, his gruff voice heartfelt, "I promise."
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In approximately 20 minutes Logan drove up. It hadn't taken him long to find her, her car was right out by the side of the road, and even in the rain smoke spewed out from underneath the hood. Logan quickly parked his silver Seabring by the Honda and got out, his eyes searching wildly for his wife.
"Marie?" He called, walking over to the woodsy area by the side of the highway, "Marie!"
"I'm here Logan," She said softly, and he looked down sharply and her hunched form under the tree. She had pulled her legs up to her chest and wrapped her coat around herself, seemingly not bothered by the rain that continued to pour down on her. Her brown hair was soaking wet and it fell down in stings by her face, the white streaks gleaming poignantly in the dim clouded light.
"Marie," Logan said, the word holding tremendous relief. He quickly removed his outer jacket and crouched down beside her, not bothered by the dirt.
"Here," he said hoarsely, wrapping the jacket around her tightly and pulling her up on to her feet, "Now tell me," he said, staring deep into her brown eyes, "What happened?"
Marie delicately placed both her gloved hands in his as they stood facing each other, entwining her fingers with his.
"He wanted closure, and he deserved it, "she said simply, droplets of water and tears streaming down her cheeks as the down pour continued, "I guess I just didn't want to see him as human anymore, but he was. He was genuinely sorry and I-I though I had forgiven him because he was lower then me, because he was this poor, wretched person who needed my forgivingness. But he wasn't what I had had in my mind. He was moving on, trying to make peace .. And I didn't want to accept that he could be a good person now after having done what he did."
Logan stared at her silently after she finished her dialogue, and then pulled her closer, into his arms. She tucked her head underneath his chin, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt by her wet cheek. Logan wrapped his arms around her tightly, and held her there, not caring in the least about the torrents of water that were pouring over them.
"You have no idea how proud of you I am," He said after a while, as she pulled away to look at him, meeting his gaze squarely, "You did what I couldn't do, you saw past his mistake."
"Well, not entirely," Marie said, her face showing signs of a small smile, "I did punch him before I left."
"And that's my girl!" Logan said happily, his voice gruff but loving.
"Yep, I'm your girl," Marie said, and then leaned in for a kiss.
It was one of those moments, those swell-of-romantic-music moments. Marie laughed as the rain ran off of Logan's nose and on to her face, but still leaned in for yet another kiss.
"I love you darling," Logan said, pulling away and shaking the rain from his eyes.
"And I love you," Marie replied, twisting her hands up around his neck, "More then life itself."
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Logan helped Marie into the car tenderly, not even caring about her soaking clothes.
"You look cold suga," Marie said as Logan climbed into the driver's seat, his whole body drenched.
"Me? Cold?" Logan said with a faux growl, "Kid you know I'm indestructible!"
Marie laughed gleefully as Logan began to pull away from the curb.
"Oh wait Logan!" she suddenly cried, turning to face the window, "The car! We can't just leave it!"
Logan turned his head to gaze out the window after her, staring straight at that old blue Honda.
"Of course we can leave it," he said after a beat, "That's Scott's car!"
Marie laughed once more and entwined her hand with his.
Finally,
It was over.
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A/n: YAYAYAY! Done! Ok, I hope you like it! I love it, personally, lol, but, anyways, review! I'm actually glad I did a lil squeal; it makes the ending so much more satisfying!\ well, thanx for the support, look for more L/M fics by me! ( luv ya all! REVIEW!
She drove Scott's car.
It was a blue Honda, nice, a little on the safe side, but still nice.
As she drove her tears began to fall, making wet trails down her cheeks, smearing the mascara she had so meticulously applied.
Damn him.
Damn him for everything.
She wasn't intoxicating! She was a girl, a girl who at the time couldn't even touch people.
She could now.
She reached into her purse sadly and pulled out a pair of white opera gloves. She still wore them often, just in case she was touched while she wasn't paying attention. That could be disastrous.
She slid them on now, wiping her gloved hand softly across her cheek.
The glove game back with the fingertips blackened.
Stupid water proof mascara ...
It never worked well enough for women like her.
Suddenly, a loud pop sounded and the car slowed.
"Damn!" Rogue swore, pounding her hand on the dashboard.
I know absolutely nothing about cars, she thought angrily to herself, stupid blue Honda!
Rogue got out of the car slowly, but slammed the door shut behind her. The engine was pouring out a thick, white smoke.
"This can't be good," she muttered to herself, sitting down dejectedly by the curb.
A thunderclap rumbled in the background, sending chills down Rogue's spine.
"Great! Just great!" she yelled ironically at the sky as a cold rain began to fall, "I really needed this today!"
Rogue stared sadly down the barren highway, sighing as the rain splattered against her head and shoulders. She pulled her jacket up over her head and ran beneath the nearest tree, forlornly lamenting the loss of a great suede coat.
"Damnit Bobby," she whispered to herself, "Why did you have to have closure?"
A few minutes later the slight shower had become a tumultuous downpour and the tree she hunched under was offering little protection.
Rogue quickly pulled out her cell phone, dialing her home number quickly and pressing the phone to her ear. It ran three times before Scott's voice sounded on the phone.
"Hello?" he said politely, sounding a little distracted.
"Scott?" Rogue said earnestly, "Is Logan there?"
"Rogue?" Scott asked, surprise in his tone, "Where are you?"
"Look, Scott, can you just go get Logan?" Rogue said intently, leaning back up against the tree.
"Yea, hang on," Scott said, and Rogue could easily hear him calling Logan's name in the background.
A few seconds later Rogue heard rumbling and Logan's voice came onto the phone.
"Marie?" he said breathlessly, a little bit of worry in his tone, "Where are you?"
"Logan, I-I," Marie started, and then began to cry freely, the sound of his voice stirring emotion deep inside of her.
"Marie!" Logan said, concern obvious in his voice, "What's wrong darlin?"
"My car-car broke," Marie said, her voice stumbling through her racking sobs, "An-and then, it rained and I-I saw Bobby."
"Did he hurt you?" Logan said, fury underlying his words.
"No," Marie said, shaking her head even though she knew it was useless, "Not physically a-at least."
"I'm coming to get you," Logan said gruffly, determination in his tone, "Where are you now?"
"Umm.on highway 234," Marie said, tears still spilling down her cheeks, "About 20 minutes from home."
"Ok kid," Logan said, his voice gentle again, "Just stay put, I'll be there as soon as possible."
"Ok," Marie said softly, curling up tightly against the tree, "Come soon."
"I will," Logan said, sincerity in his husky voice, "I love you,"
"And you'll take care of me?" Marie asked, the familiarity of the words making her warmer.
"Yea," Logan said softly, his gruff voice heartfelt, "I promise."
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In approximately 20 minutes Logan drove up. It hadn't taken him long to find her, her car was right out by the side of the road, and even in the rain smoke spewed out from underneath the hood. Logan quickly parked his silver Seabring by the Honda and got out, his eyes searching wildly for his wife.
"Marie?" He called, walking over to the woodsy area by the side of the highway, "Marie!"
"I'm here Logan," She said softly, and he looked down sharply and her hunched form under the tree. She had pulled her legs up to her chest and wrapped her coat around herself, seemingly not bothered by the rain that continued to pour down on her. Her brown hair was soaking wet and it fell down in stings by her face, the white streaks gleaming poignantly in the dim clouded light.
"Marie," Logan said, the word holding tremendous relief. He quickly removed his outer jacket and crouched down beside her, not bothered by the dirt.
"Here," he said hoarsely, wrapping the jacket around her tightly and pulling her up on to her feet, "Now tell me," he said, staring deep into her brown eyes, "What happened?"
Marie delicately placed both her gloved hands in his as they stood facing each other, entwining her fingers with his.
"He wanted closure, and he deserved it, "she said simply, droplets of water and tears streaming down her cheeks as the down pour continued, "I guess I just didn't want to see him as human anymore, but he was. He was genuinely sorry and I-I though I had forgiven him because he was lower then me, because he was this poor, wretched person who needed my forgivingness. But he wasn't what I had had in my mind. He was moving on, trying to make peace .. And I didn't want to accept that he could be a good person now after having done what he did."
Logan stared at her silently after she finished her dialogue, and then pulled her closer, into his arms. She tucked her head underneath his chin, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt by her wet cheek. Logan wrapped his arms around her tightly, and held her there, not caring in the least about the torrents of water that were pouring over them.
"You have no idea how proud of you I am," He said after a while, as she pulled away to look at him, meeting his gaze squarely, "You did what I couldn't do, you saw past his mistake."
"Well, not entirely," Marie said, her face showing signs of a small smile, "I did punch him before I left."
"And that's my girl!" Logan said happily, his voice gruff but loving.
"Yep, I'm your girl," Marie said, and then leaned in for a kiss.
It was one of those moments, those swell-of-romantic-music moments. Marie laughed as the rain ran off of Logan's nose and on to her face, but still leaned in for yet another kiss.
"I love you darling," Logan said, pulling away and shaking the rain from his eyes.
"And I love you," Marie replied, twisting her hands up around his neck, "More then life itself."
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Logan helped Marie into the car tenderly, not even caring about her soaking clothes.
"You look cold suga," Marie said as Logan climbed into the driver's seat, his whole body drenched.
"Me? Cold?" Logan said with a faux growl, "Kid you know I'm indestructible!"
Marie laughed gleefully as Logan began to pull away from the curb.
"Oh wait Logan!" she suddenly cried, turning to face the window, "The car! We can't just leave it!"
Logan turned his head to gaze out the window after her, staring straight at that old blue Honda.
"Of course we can leave it," he said after a beat, "That's Scott's car!"
Marie laughed once more and entwined her hand with his.
Finally,
It was over.
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A/n: YAYAYAY! Done! Ok, I hope you like it! I love it, personally, lol, but, anyways, review! I'm actually glad I did a lil squeal; it makes the ending so much more satisfying!\ well, thanx for the support, look for more L/M fics by me! ( luv ya all! REVIEW!
