Sorry about the messed up chapters guys! Please forgive me. I'm still not completely certain how chapters six and seven wound up in the beginning of my story instead of the end. Oh, well –sigh- as my mom would say, "Shit happens, get Lysol or get infected." But let's not talk about my mother. Don't get me wrong she can be really fun, especially when she's buying me new clothes, make-up or/and other accessories. Once again I am getting off topic. I really need some romancing ideas that would fit into Logan's personality. I was thinking chocolates but my two sisters convinced me it was far too conventional. They said that for the great, almighty Wolverine to become a hopeless romantic he has to do something equally as hopelessly romantic. So if you have any ideas please write 'em in the review, and I still need opinions on who's better movie Logan or Evolution Scott. I take these reviews very seriously –sisters in the background are starting to sigh at the longevity of my short author's paragraph- so please give me some real criticism and I'll do my best. –Sisters in background have now started to hit me with stuffed animals because, at least this is my reasoning, I used too many big words and the chapter hasn't even started.- Biff! Ow!
'Till the End
Chapter Eight
The Truth About Alana
13 minutes, a whole lot of kissing, and more than a little control to not go beyond that, later…
"Mmm… Logan?"
"Yes, luv?"
*Luv, I like that!* "Umm, Logan, what are we going to tell the others?"
*"Tell the others?" Who the hell would she want to…OH.* Logan was about to say "It's up to you, baby," when a thought hit him. *If we tell them they'll bug us every waking moment. Besides that, them not knowing that Rogue could touch and that we are… well we're a…an item could prove to be a lot more fun.* "Why," Logan said gruffly as he kissed her down her throat, "should we tell them anything at all?"
*Damn the man, he can be so distracting.* "Ohhh…Because," kiss kiss kiss.
"Uh-huh." Kiss kiss.
"Because they're our friends," kiss "and they'll," kiss kiss, "uh… they'll want to know."
"And?" Logan asked, patiently waiting for her to reach his conclusion while he kissed first down then up her throat.
"And… they'll ask how far…uhhh," Marie groaned as Logan kissed her right on her pulse. "I get the point, Logan! They'll keep bothering us until we tell them what we're doing. Stop, that tickles!" Marie started to giggle when Logan playfully nipped at her neck.
"Good job, baby, you get a gold star," growled Logan as he nipped at the place on her neck right under the ear.
"Someone's coming!" They both said at the same time.
Rogue hurriedly put on her gloves as she thought, **Hold me Logan. I'm going to pretend to be grieving for Alana.**
**Okay, darlin',** Logan thought as he held on to her in a more fatherly manner than he had been before.
**It's Storm. The Prof is getting worried.**
**Baby, how are you doing all this?**
**D.R. can I tell him?** Marie thought straining to make sure that Logan couldn't hear that thought.
**Go 'head child. But he has ta be the only one.**
**Deal.** Marie thought relieved that she could share this important secret to the man that promised to "romance" her. **Logan, Desert Rose is not dead… Well, not completely dead. She's inside me and she's holding back my powers,** Marie thought with a rush.
**Tell her thank you.**
"Rogue, Wolverine is that you?"
"Yeah, Storm it's us. Shush, now darlin' it's just Storm."
Rogue sniffled loudly and then slowly pulled her face away from Wolverine's chest. She wiped away invisible tears and looked at first Storm, drifting down to the ground, and then at Wolverine. *I gotta play this one right.*
"I… sniff… wanna go to sleep now…sniff" said Rogue in a hazy whisper.
*Boy howdy, the girl can act!* "Alright, darlin'. We'll get you home. Don't worry."
Storm looked at them both and with a nod from Wolverine, she flew off back to the mansion.
"That was close," said Rogue, her voice no longer hazy from crying.