The Rogue

Author's Note: sorry about the delays. FF.net had a few problems and I couldn't upload, and once I could, there were the matters of exams. I live in Canada. We have exams in the middle of June. You cannot blame me for that…

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Marie sighed as she drove Scott's red convertible down the driveway. As she pulled into the garage, she looked at the drunken passenger and brushed off his stray bangs.

The fearless leader, the stiff with a stick up his butt… wasn't so invincible. Only she knew that. Jean, no matter how much she cared for that woman as her sister… she hated her for being everything that she wanted to be. For having everything Marie ever wanted and… just taking it for granted.

Marie climbed out of the convertible and ran towards the laundry room. There were always extra bedding and blankets to spare. Taking one of the thicker blankets, she walked back to the garage, unaware of Logan's alert eyes watching her every move.

She laid the blanket around Scott and reclined the car seat. She decided to leave his glasses on him. Knowing he was going to be hung-over and stiff, but at least he wouldn't have to worry about blasting a hole in the garage.

" Why Jeannie?" she heard him mutter under his breath. Feeling sad for her friend, she stayed and watched him sleep.

"Shh," she cooed. The nights she spent with Scott were usually spent like this. He would drink with her and pour out his heart as she comforted him. In the mornings, everyone would see the man who broke it off with Jean. The one who made Jean sad, but at nights… Marie would see the broken man who had been betrayed by the one that he loved most.

The months that they had shared together, getting to know each other better, were spent either in his room or in the danger room. Marie cherished those times, knowing that was the only thing that Jean didn't have. Precious times with Scott that only they shared.

Marie stared at Scott as he whispered in his sleep. Nightmares plagued him, like they did with Logan. Only with Scott, he was being tortured by memories of seeing Jean in the arms of other men. And now, she assumed he would be seeing Jean in Logan's arms.

She smiled sadly as she replayed the scene in her head. Jean in Logan's arms. She had accepted the truth the moment she saw the look in Logan's eyes the first time they had arrived in the mansion. She wondered briefly if that same look was in Scott's eyes when he first saw Jean.

Scott. Marie wondered what color his eyes were, if Jean knew. If Jean saw them.

Everyone called Scott a cutie. Even Ororo had to admit that Scott was handsome. No one denied it, especially not Jean. But nothing compared to just seeing Scott sleep. Marie wondered, as she played with a few stray bangs, if Jean stayed up and watched him sleep.

" Hey Kid"

Marie spun around and found Logan staring at her. His eyes were emotionless, but she could somehow tell he was tired. His hair was disheveled, as if he just woke up. Then she smelled something, and realization hit her. He had been with Jean.

"Logan. Welcome back," she whispered. It was painful having to see the man of her dreams with Jean.

Sister or not, Marie could not help but feel bitter towards Jean. For taking everything for granted, for just throwing Scott away… and for taking the one thing that Marie had cherished most.

"About Jean…" he started. He sighed, thinking of the right words to say. Marie walked past him, and he followed her towards the kitchen.

Marie opened the refrigerator and took out a can of beer.

"Want one?" she asked.

Logan shook his head, still in shock of what was happening. He took a good look at the girl he left almost half a year ago. She had grown up. Her curves were purely feminine, and well shaped. She had grown taller as well. She was Jean's height, if not, taller.

He watched as she drank a can of beer without even stopping once. She walked towards the medicine cupboard and took out a bottle of aspirin and a bottle of water.

" Where ya goin' with that Marie?" Logan asked.

She turned around and shook her head. "The garage. I'm going to sleep. Why don't you go back to Jean. I think I hear her calling."

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'How the hell can sh-' Logan let his claws loose and enjoyed the pain they caused. Marie had his abilities. She had told him once that she can delete memories and personalities, and with Scott's help they were going to start on her control. She had explained that she couldn't delete the powers she received from mutants, that no matter how long ago she had absorbed them, she could always tap into their powers.

Now she had tapped into his and enabled her not only to rid of the buzz in her head form the booze, but also to smell Jean on him.

'How the hell do I get into these things?' he wondered. He couldn't stand the sight of Jean sobbing. It was pathetic and… un-Jeanlike. When she asked him to stay with her, he did. He thought she just needed someone to hold her, not…for someone to be intimate with her.

Sure, he enjoyed every minute of it. He was always open for a free lay. Jean had told him it meant nothing and he knew it didn't. She just needed to relieve her stress and he was there.

'Shit' he thought. Things were really complicated now, complicated and messed up. He sat down on a stool and sighed. ' Damn it Marie, I said I'll make this up to you… and I will'

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Scott woke up hating the sun. His head felt like it was being hammered and he felt nauseous.

"Good Morning Sug. You look fantastic," he heard a sarcastic voice say.

He sat up and immediately regretted it once his vision began to blur. He felt her balance him and he smiled gratefully.

"Thanks, Marie."

"My pleasure, Scott."

He faced her and found it hard to smile as she handed him two pills and a water bottle. He took it gratefully and rubbed his eyes. He found that the 'plasma rays' would not penetrate his eyelids or his own limbs, so it was perfectly safe.

" We're in the garage, huh?" he asked as he saw the other dozen cars parked in the huge shed.

Marie nodded and smiled. " As I said before, sug. You could use to lose a pound or two. I can't carry you up the stairs."

Scott chuckled and staggered out of the car. Marie folded the blanket and placed it in the trunk. Scott raised his eyebrow and waited for an explanation.

" Well, since Logan is back, I believe we might need to take a few drives…" she said slowly. She looked at him with apologetic eyes.

He understood what they meant. Jean and Logan were together.

" I guess we might." He said lightly.

Marie sighed and linked her arm through his. " Cut the act Scott. It's just me. Come on, let's have breakfast. I need to learn control today!"

Scott smiled and looked down at her. ' Logan doesn't know what he just gave up' he thought to himself. As they walked towards the dining room, they found Jean and Logan sitting together at a table. The room fell silent as they walked in.

Scott saw the pained look in Marie's eyes but found it being covered by a look of boredom. ' I won't let their stupidity break her. She deserves so much more…'

Scott surprised himself by stopping at a spot near Xavier and pulling out a chair for Marie. She looked at him wearily and sat down.

He heard Logan growl and smirked inwardly. 'So, he does have a thing for Marie after all…' he thought. He smiled at Marie and began to eat his breakfast.

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Marie looked at the one she had come to know as her best friend. Scott Summers was planning something. He didn't have to be inside her head to know that. He let her in deep enough to know him more than anyone and he trusted her. Right now, she didn't trust what her instincts were telling her.

She watched as he started instructing them in the danger room. She wasn't able to participate in this session, since it was a power-related course. Hers was a power that could kill, and it was not to be taken lightly. Instead, Scott had her sit and watch as the rest of the group displayed their skills.

"Hey kid."

Marie ignored Logan as he sat next to her, watching with her behind the plexi-glass.

"Why aren't you out there with the rest of those geeks?" he asked softly. " I mean, you could probably whoop their sorry asses."

" I'm deadly. My skin can't be taken lightly."

Marie watched as he went rigid when she replied to his question. He growled and faced her, pinning her against the wall.

" Damn it Kid! What the hell are they shovin' in your head?"

Marie glared at Logan, his growling not even fazing her.

" The truth, Logan." She said quietly.

They fell silent and Logan sighed, defeated. He ran his hand through his thick bluish-black hair and leaned back.

" So Scooter got drunk last night," he said, changing the subject. " What, he had a sip or two of beer?"

Marie couldn't help but grin. She liked Logan back then, still liked him now. It was comfortable with him, he didn't have a stereotype, had no cares in the world. Logan was someone Marie had learned to open up to. Like Scott was beginning to make her do.

" Actually, it surprised us both that we had a lot to drink," she said. " He and I shared a bottle of Tequila, plus two Coors."

Logan stared at the Southern Belle and smiled, feeling proud of her. " You?"

Marie faced him, daring him to go on. " Yeah me! I admit, I had to convince Scott that I still had your abilities and even had to prove it!"

Logan chuckled and placed his arm around Marie, loving the feel of her in his arms.

" I wish I could've seen that, darlin'," he said.

" Rogue, we need you down here, baby!" Scott said suddenly.

Marie was momentarily shocked and nodded through the glass, making her way through the door. Logan swore mentally and was thinking of ten million ways to skin a Cyclops.

'Wait an effin' minute. Did that dick just call Marie 'baby'?!' Logan gritted his teeth and snarled as he saw Scott look at him. His expression smug and challenging.

He looked beyond the brown haired mutant and found an extremely pissed off red-head. He shook his head and decided to follow his Marie.

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Scott saw Logan put his arms around Marie and he lost it. He was being patient, letting him talk to Marie, maybe apologize… but not to hit on her! He impatiently tapped his foot on the floor, receiving a few odd looks from the students.

" Mr. Summers?"

He turned around and found Julibee giving him a worried look.

" What is it Jubilee?" he asked.

" Is something wrong? You've been acting really… pissy."

Scott sighed and shook his head. " Its nothing, Ms. Lee."

Jubilee looked towards Jean and then towards the couple that came in the door. She smirked and tapped Scott.

" Its Roguey and Wolvie, ain't it?" she asked. Scott was about to retort, but she cut him off. " Hope you know, Mr. Summers, we're all rooting for ya. Rogue deserves a good guy, not someone who runs off and leaves her alone."

Scott shook his head. He looked up and found Bobby, Kitty and the rest of the students nodding. He spotted Jean walking towards Logan and Rogue at a corner and he scowled. He started walking when Bobby held him back.

"Look, you guys have it all wrong. Rogue is my friend. Jean… is involved with Wolverine. I am just trying to get her to open up," Scott said.

He saw Jubilee and Kitty shake their head. " What? I am!"

" We can help. Rogue deserves more," he said quietly.

'Don't I know it' Scott said quietly to himself. He looked at the three involved in what seemed to him as an argument. He walked towards them and saw the relief in Rogue's eyes.

" Sorry to interrupt, I need Rogue right now."

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Author's Note: how do you like that? Okay, so maybe I added Jean in the whole Logan/Scott/Marie thing, but its more like she's pining for Scott while Scott's discovering that he likes Marie. Marie… well you'll see. Logan… I'm trying my hardest to make him sweet… but I like him being a bad-ass, that's why Marie liked him…