A large gathering of past, present and future X-Men watched as they exchanged their wedding vows and rings seven months later.
The single men watching groaned at how happily the legendary Wolverine committed himself to one woman.
The single women sighed at how beautiful the infamous Rogue looked in her white gown and sighed dreamily at how obvious the Wolverine's love for his bride was.
Married men and women, like Scott and Jean, exchanged tender glances as the beautiful ceremony reminded them of their own.
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After five months as Mrs. Wolverine (yes that was the surname they had chosen for themselves) Marie was celebrating her 20th birthday as well as the news that they were seven months from having the first of what they hoped to be at least two children.
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Just two weeks before her doctor's estimated delivery date, Logan stood guard over Marie's hospital bed as she lay there cradling their newborn son to her breast.
Charles Kurt Wolverine.
Their precious creation had been named for the incredible man who had helped them both so much as well as make it possible for them to have even ever met and Marie's beloved adopted brother.
"He looks just like his daddy," she whispered.
"Got your nose, thank goodness."
She turned from her awed inspection of their son to stare at her beloved husband's nose.
"Your nose is perfect, sugah. I love every bit of it."
He barked out a laugh and leaned down to nuzzle said nose against her cheek.
"Just my nose, darlin'?" he teased into her ear.
"Well," she smiled up into his face, "I could think of a few other things I love about you, but there are innocent little ears present."
He growled playfully and nipped her earlobe.
Their son shifted against her and she reluctantly called for a nurse to return him to the nursery.
She sighed, thinking how she couldn't wait until they checked out of here tomorrow to return to their recently completed cottage on a back corner of the institute's vast property.
"Tired, darlin'?"
He settled into a chair at her bedside and took her hand in one of his while brushing a white lock of hair from her cheek.
"A lil."
"Get some sleep. We'll be home again in no time."
Her hand tingled warmly where he'd kissed it while making that statement and she smiled at him a little drowsily.
"I love you so much."
"I love you to, Marie. For eternity."
Knowing it to be true and feeling the exact same way herself, she gazed at him adoringly until her eyelids were to heavy to stay open and she fell into a peaceful sleep.
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Author's Note – With that, I conclude this series. I hope that all have enjoyed reading the journey from "Logan in a Different Light" to here just a fraction as much as I did writing it. Also, I didn't really proofread this chapter as it really seemed to flow naturally into the computer and as it's passed the spellchecker, I'm gonna trust that my mother's strictness in correct grammar as I grew up has paid off and made the piece without errors. If you see any though let me know asap and I'll edit and repost. :-) That offer goes for pretty much every chapter, so remember emails are welcome at missmishka@aol.com
