The Funeral Chapter 12
Rating: PG-13
Note: Sorry it's been so long, I've been in Land Of Denial. In case you don't know what that is, its a little heaven for us that miss Buffy and Angel fanfic. Oh yeah Xavier said it himself "The students are mostly runaways." He said it in the movie when he was explaining everything to Logan.
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Logan sat back on the couch and tried not to wince at the sound of their squealing, but despite it all a small smile managed to break lose as he watched her smile brighter than he'd ever seen. And he was happy for her; she had what she has always wanted since her mutation showed up, her mother. But through the happiness he couldn't help but feel like she wasn't going to need him as much. It had only been a few years since they've known each other and yet he had become, unwittingly, dependent on her. Oh, not in the since that he couldn't do anything without her, but more in the since that she had become an extension of himself and that he didn't want to lose her.
Logan hated thinking like that and stood up with a loud stomp and headed to the front porch to smoke a cigar. This was why he preferred living by himself, he didn't have a chance to get attached and he didn't have to worry about anything else.
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Marie's squealing was interrupted when she saw the scowl that was working its self on his face, at first she dismissed it as him being annoyed with all the squealing, but then she saw him stand up and the loud stomp of his boots made her pay more attention. His entire body was rigid with tension and he seemed to be angry with himself. She watched him make his way to the front porch and start to smoke a cigar; his movements were jerky and angry.
Marie excused herself from her friends and walked to porch, and as she approached him she wrapped her arms around herself and just stood silently by him for a few seconds.
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Logan heard her footsteps before he heard the screen door creak open and slam shut. For some reason his stomach decided to wrap itself in knots and he didn't like that. From the corner of his eye he saw her come stand beside him and wrap her arms around her self, and with her that close he could smell the perfume that she used and how well it blended well with the perfume.
He remembered why those smells mixed so well together. It was a rainy day, he remembered and they were both bored and she was going stir crazy. She finally told him that they were going out and didn't tell him where. When he got there he wished to hell he did, she dragged him to the mall. There she was picking out shampoos and perfumes and lotions, and she was picking all the wrong ones.
He even told her as so, when she asked him how he knew he ignored her. Instead he stalked around the shop making the sales girl afraid of him and the other half drooling over him. He picked the perfumes and shampoos and lotions that smelled like her. He was snapped out of his reverie when Marie called his name.
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"Logan?" She said his name softly, and she remembered that last time she said his name like that. It was the night when he was having his nightmare and she forever gained a piece of him in her. She saw him nod his head in acknowledgment. " I know it's almost time for your trip back up to Alkali and was wondering if you could not go."
His cigar stopped midway and for a moment Marie thought that she overstepped her bounds. "Why?" To an outsider it may have looked like he could have cared less with the one word questions but over the years Marie leaned that it was his way of protecting himself against anything he might not like. Marie took a deep breath.
"Because I've decided to be selfish and have you around while my Momma makes her self comfortable at the mansion." She held her head high, for two reasons: One was that she didn't like being selfish and two she wanted him know that if he said no that it wouldn't hurt her.
Logan looked at her, a smirk on his face. " And just how is that selfish?" He didn't see it as selfish; he saw it as someone who wanted support and a shoulder to lean on and wanting to have someone who understood you no matter what around during an awkward time.
"Its selfish because I want the one person who means the world to me to be around while me and my mother get to know each other again and I want her to get to know you as well." Logan wound one arm around her shoulders and drew her closer and she rested her head on his shoulder, content for the time being to listen to his heart beating.
He threw the reaming cigar on the porch and stomped it out. " Why me?" This time it was her arms that made their way around his waist. The two of them just watched as the sun leaked out of the neighborhood and dark shadows started to make themselves known. " Because you were the first person that I trusted and who didn't want anything in return and the first person to make me promises and keep them." ^And because I love you^ she silently added.
Slowly Logan nodded his head and then said okay. Its not like he could ever deny her anything any way. "I'll stay until your mom gets situated. Its not like Alkali won't be there in a couple of months." He felt her turn her face into his chest and he felt the grin she was wearing when she said thank you.
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A couple of hours later Marie Kitty and Jubes had managed to get her mothers clothes packed and as they waited for the X-jet, Marie couldn't help but think that maybe in along while things in her life might be going right. Rose on the other hand was nearly bursting with nervousness and happiness. She was going to be able to help out other mutants that were like her daughter and she was going to be able to at least make a shaky construction to healing the relationship she once had with her daughter.
All in all it looked like it might be a new beginning.
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Okay people, I think I'm done with it. I want to think everybody who stuck with my sorry excuse for writing and actually liking it. I loved reading all the review I got, I even saved them, and I'm a dork I know. I'm having a few ideas for a new Logan and Marie story, so I might be posting here again. Wish me luck.
Rating: PG-13
Note: Sorry it's been so long, I've been in Land Of Denial. In case you don't know what that is, its a little heaven for us that miss Buffy and Angel fanfic. Oh yeah Xavier said it himself "The students are mostly runaways." He said it in the movie when he was explaining everything to Logan.
***
Logan sat back on the couch and tried not to wince at the sound of their squealing, but despite it all a small smile managed to break lose as he watched her smile brighter than he'd ever seen. And he was happy for her; she had what she has always wanted since her mutation showed up, her mother. But through the happiness he couldn't help but feel like she wasn't going to need him as much. It had only been a few years since they've known each other and yet he had become, unwittingly, dependent on her. Oh, not in the since that he couldn't do anything without her, but more in the since that she had become an extension of himself and that he didn't want to lose her.
Logan hated thinking like that and stood up with a loud stomp and headed to the front porch to smoke a cigar. This was why he preferred living by himself, he didn't have a chance to get attached and he didn't have to worry about anything else.
***
Marie's squealing was interrupted when she saw the scowl that was working its self on his face, at first she dismissed it as him being annoyed with all the squealing, but then she saw him stand up and the loud stomp of his boots made her pay more attention. His entire body was rigid with tension and he seemed to be angry with himself. She watched him make his way to the front porch and start to smoke a cigar; his movements were jerky and angry.
Marie excused herself from her friends and walked to porch, and as she approached him she wrapped her arms around herself and just stood silently by him for a few seconds.
***
Logan heard her footsteps before he heard the screen door creak open and slam shut. For some reason his stomach decided to wrap itself in knots and he didn't like that. From the corner of his eye he saw her come stand beside him and wrap her arms around her self, and with her that close he could smell the perfume that she used and how well it blended well with the perfume.
He remembered why those smells mixed so well together. It was a rainy day, he remembered and they were both bored and she was going stir crazy. She finally told him that they were going out and didn't tell him where. When he got there he wished to hell he did, she dragged him to the mall. There she was picking out shampoos and perfumes and lotions, and she was picking all the wrong ones.
He even told her as so, when she asked him how he knew he ignored her. Instead he stalked around the shop making the sales girl afraid of him and the other half drooling over him. He picked the perfumes and shampoos and lotions that smelled like her. He was snapped out of his reverie when Marie called his name.
***
"Logan?" She said his name softly, and she remembered that last time she said his name like that. It was the night when he was having his nightmare and she forever gained a piece of him in her. She saw him nod his head in acknowledgment. " I know it's almost time for your trip back up to Alkali and was wondering if you could not go."
His cigar stopped midway and for a moment Marie thought that she overstepped her bounds. "Why?" To an outsider it may have looked like he could have cared less with the one word questions but over the years Marie leaned that it was his way of protecting himself against anything he might not like. Marie took a deep breath.
"Because I've decided to be selfish and have you around while my Momma makes her self comfortable at the mansion." She held her head high, for two reasons: One was that she didn't like being selfish and two she wanted him know that if he said no that it wouldn't hurt her.
Logan looked at her, a smirk on his face. " And just how is that selfish?" He didn't see it as selfish; he saw it as someone who wanted support and a shoulder to lean on and wanting to have someone who understood you no matter what around during an awkward time.
"Its selfish because I want the one person who means the world to me to be around while me and my mother get to know each other again and I want her to get to know you as well." Logan wound one arm around her shoulders and drew her closer and she rested her head on his shoulder, content for the time being to listen to his heart beating.
He threw the reaming cigar on the porch and stomped it out. " Why me?" This time it was her arms that made their way around his waist. The two of them just watched as the sun leaked out of the neighborhood and dark shadows started to make themselves known. " Because you were the first person that I trusted and who didn't want anything in return and the first person to make me promises and keep them." ^And because I love you^ she silently added.
Slowly Logan nodded his head and then said okay. Its not like he could ever deny her anything any way. "I'll stay until your mom gets situated. Its not like Alkali won't be there in a couple of months." He felt her turn her face into his chest and he felt the grin she was wearing when she said thank you.
***
A couple of hours later Marie Kitty and Jubes had managed to get her mothers clothes packed and as they waited for the X-jet, Marie couldn't help but think that maybe in along while things in her life might be going right. Rose on the other hand was nearly bursting with nervousness and happiness. She was going to be able to help out other mutants that were like her daughter and she was going to be able to at least make a shaky construction to healing the relationship she once had with her daughter.
All in all it looked like it might be a new beginning.
***
Okay people, I think I'm done with it. I want to think everybody who stuck with my sorry excuse for writing and actually liking it. I loved reading all the review I got, I even saved them, and I'm a dork I know. I'm having a few ideas for a new Logan and Marie story, so I might be posting here again. Wish me luck.
