"Couldn't it wait, Marie? It's after midnight...." Logan sheathes his blades quickly and motions for her to sit, since he knew she wouldn't leave any way short of him kicking her out. Her expressions darkens. "It ain't quite midnight. Didn't you understand my sentence? Alot of courage and a sufficient alcohol level!" "Darlin, you don't drink,"he says, leaning back against the headboard as she sits down on the edge of his bed, twisting a strand of white around her finger; he stops the motion by pinning her hand to the bed. Marie sighs,"Correction....I didn't. I couldn't focus so I drank some....it's not that much, but Ms. Munroe forbid me to drink anymore..." Logan sighs and waits for her to continue. After a few moments she does.
"It's just....I can't deal with everything going on with you and Bobby and I needed a drink, okay?"she demands, glowering at him; her expression and voice were very unlike his Marie. He simply studies her. "Marie, what's wrong? What do you and Bobby have to do with me? You chose him and I'm alone....."he says, shrugging and crossing his arms. She was silent for all of a moment, then punches him; Logan catches her wrist, though she did barely any damage to him beside winding him. "What was that?....what's wrong, darlin?"he questions, gripping her wrist, tightly. She continues to glare for a moment, silently, then pulls back. "I broke the engagement...."Rogue whisphers, holding up her hand for him to see; he takes it and studies the place where Bobby's ring had once been..
"Marie, what does this have to do with me? It's your decision if you want to break up with him, not mine.....last time we talked you told me to have fun in hell,"Logan says, watching her as her angry facade falls, almost instantly. She sighs,"Don't you get it, Logan? I'm in love with you, not him!" He stares at her not comprehending the words. The hesitation on his part was enough for her to get up and walk to the door. "I knew this was a mistake...I was stupid to think it or I meant anything to you,"she says, her voice quieted to hide the emotion he could already sense from her.
Logan realizes his mistake and gets up, catching her arm before she can walk out the door. "Marie, wait. I'm sorry.....You do mean something to me, but you can't love me. I'm old enough to be your father and you always said it was just a teenage crush..." He glares down at her, ignoring the tears that were threatening to fall, but after a moment wraps his arms around her and hugs her. "Don't cry...you said it not me." She leans against him, crying for some time, then finally pushes away from him. "So it wasn't a mistake to come to you?"she questions, sounding seventeen again instead of her twenty years,"You're not mad?"
"Of course not, darlin'. Why don't you come lay down?"he offers, leading her back over to his bed and returning to his previous position. Rogue hesitates, biting her lip, hard. "I don't know, Logan....what if someone comes in?"she asks, hesitately, watching him. He sighs,"Would it be that bad?" She shakes her head wordlessly and removes her shoes before climbing into bed beside him; she adjusts her position so she was laying with her head resting against one of his arms. "Comfortable?"Logan questions, putting one arm around her to hold her there and looking down at her. His only answer is a nod as she yawns, then closes her eyes; her position never moving from beside his body. "Night, Marie,"he tells her quietly, staring up at the ceiling until he felt her breathing turn quieter and knew she was asleep......
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Landon stares at the door for a full ten minutes before finally entering the MedLab and walking over to the table. He knew Rogue wasn't in there since he'd last seen her in the kitchen with a bottle of vodka and a glass; he didn't have to guess what she would be doing for the next few hours. "At least I'm not the only one who's life is hell,"he scowls, walking over to Tara's bed and sitting down in the chair beside it. He wasn't sure why that suprised him..Kris and Nanaki had probaly visited, Rogue, too. Tara was sound asleep and looked peaceful for the first time since he'd met her two years ago; she was more beautiful when she yelling at him though.
"Can you hear any of this?"Landon questions, resting his hand beside her head,"If you can. I'm sorry..I know I've never been good at saying it; probaly never will say it again once you're okay. It's my fault you got hurt, but I'm not blaming someone else this time like before with my sister(to understand this it's best to have read Landon's Run-no other revelance to plot)...." She doesn't move or give any indicator that she even heard him; her eyes remain closed and her breathing even. He sighs and plays with her hand, waiting for something obviously. "I thought my decision was right, but once again Landon Keller screwed up...don't you want to say I told you so, Tara?"he asks, continuing to hold her hand in his,"You always said without using that many words or being so blunt...I think I'm going to leave again. Already ruined your life and possibly others..I should leave before I get too far into wrecking lives..."
Tara turns onto her side, now facing him, but still asleep. "I'll come back. Maybe before your life's over, maybe not....Guess it is part of what I learned when I was a child. Don't love anyone and you don't get hurt. Nice job, Dad,"Landon says, quietly, leaning down and kisses her lips; they curve into a smile as he straightens watching her. His mind returns to the first time he'd met her and their mutal dislike of each other. He kisses her once more, then turns and walks out, leaving the home he'd known for almost eighteen months and the person he loved more then anything. "Good-bye, Tara.....I'll always love you and never forget you..."
"It's just....I can't deal with everything going on with you and Bobby and I needed a drink, okay?"she demands, glowering at him; her expression and voice were very unlike his Marie. He simply studies her. "Marie, what's wrong? What do you and Bobby have to do with me? You chose him and I'm alone....."he says, shrugging and crossing his arms. She was silent for all of a moment, then punches him; Logan catches her wrist, though she did barely any damage to him beside winding him. "What was that?....what's wrong, darlin?"he questions, gripping her wrist, tightly. She continues to glare for a moment, silently, then pulls back. "I broke the engagement...."Rogue whisphers, holding up her hand for him to see; he takes it and studies the place where Bobby's ring had once been..
"Marie, what does this have to do with me? It's your decision if you want to break up with him, not mine.....last time we talked you told me to have fun in hell,"Logan says, watching her as her angry facade falls, almost instantly. She sighs,"Don't you get it, Logan? I'm in love with you, not him!" He stares at her not comprehending the words. The hesitation on his part was enough for her to get up and walk to the door. "I knew this was a mistake...I was stupid to think it or I meant anything to you,"she says, her voice quieted to hide the emotion he could already sense from her.
Logan realizes his mistake and gets up, catching her arm before she can walk out the door. "Marie, wait. I'm sorry.....You do mean something to me, but you can't love me. I'm old enough to be your father and you always said it was just a teenage crush..." He glares down at her, ignoring the tears that were threatening to fall, but after a moment wraps his arms around her and hugs her. "Don't cry...you said it not me." She leans against him, crying for some time, then finally pushes away from him. "So it wasn't a mistake to come to you?"she questions, sounding seventeen again instead of her twenty years,"You're not mad?"
"Of course not, darlin'. Why don't you come lay down?"he offers, leading her back over to his bed and returning to his previous position. Rogue hesitates, biting her lip, hard. "I don't know, Logan....what if someone comes in?"she asks, hesitately, watching him. He sighs,"Would it be that bad?" She shakes her head wordlessly and removes her shoes before climbing into bed beside him; she adjusts her position so she was laying with her head resting against one of his arms. "Comfortable?"Logan questions, putting one arm around her to hold her there and looking down at her. His only answer is a nod as she yawns, then closes her eyes; her position never moving from beside his body. "Night, Marie,"he tells her quietly, staring up at the ceiling until he felt her breathing turn quieter and knew she was asleep......
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Landon stares at the door for a full ten minutes before finally entering the MedLab and walking over to the table. He knew Rogue wasn't in there since he'd last seen her in the kitchen with a bottle of vodka and a glass; he didn't have to guess what she would be doing for the next few hours. "At least I'm not the only one who's life is hell,"he scowls, walking over to Tara's bed and sitting down in the chair beside it. He wasn't sure why that suprised him..Kris and Nanaki had probaly visited, Rogue, too. Tara was sound asleep and looked peaceful for the first time since he'd met her two years ago; she was more beautiful when she yelling at him though.
"Can you hear any of this?"Landon questions, resting his hand beside her head,"If you can. I'm sorry..I know I've never been good at saying it; probaly never will say it again once you're okay. It's my fault you got hurt, but I'm not blaming someone else this time like before with my sister(to understand this it's best to have read Landon's Run-no other revelance to plot)...." She doesn't move or give any indicator that she even heard him; her eyes remain closed and her breathing even. He sighs and plays with her hand, waiting for something obviously. "I thought my decision was right, but once again Landon Keller screwed up...don't you want to say I told you so, Tara?"he asks, continuing to hold her hand in his,"You always said without using that many words or being so blunt...I think I'm going to leave again. Already ruined your life and possibly others..I should leave before I get too far into wrecking lives..."
Tara turns onto her side, now facing him, but still asleep. "I'll come back. Maybe before your life's over, maybe not....Guess it is part of what I learned when I was a child. Don't love anyone and you don't get hurt. Nice job, Dad,"Landon says, quietly, leaning down and kisses her lips; they curve into a smile as he straightens watching her. His mind returns to the first time he'd met her and their mutal dislike of each other. He kisses her once more, then turns and walks out, leaving the home he'd known for almost eighteen months and the person he loved more then anything. "Good-bye, Tara.....I'll always love you and never forget you..."