Rogue looked up as she heard the bike roaring into the Garage. That sound
was un-mistakeable. She'd been hearing it in her head for the past month,
and everytime it hadn't been real. Now it was. He was here. This time she
was sure. There was only so long you could hallucinate for...
Standing, she ran to the gates, watching as the large, rough-looking man put the bike on the stand and climbed off. No helmet of course. Stepping back a little, she waited till he was through the gates before launching herself into his arms.
"Logan! Ah thought ya weren't comin' back!"
He laughed.
"Hey Stripes." he touched the tags around her neck. "I told ya i'd be back for them..."
"ya want 'em back?"
He shook his head.
"Nah, You keep 'em... that way I wont ever be too far Marie." She let go of him and he turns towards the school. "Guess I'd better go tell chuck I'm back.. not that he don't already know..."
"Logan.." He turned back to her. "Ah'm glad ya back..."
"Me too kid, Me too."
As Logan turned to walk into the school, Gambit came running out, straight to Rogue.
"Petite... De school dance... y' come wit' Gambit no?" He took her hand and kissed the palm through the glove... almost a tradition.
"Cajun... Ah dont think Ahm gonna go..."
"But Chere..." he leaned forward, half-serious as always. "If y' don' go, How Gambit s'posed t' get dat kiss?"
She laughed.
"As Ah've said before Cajun... Ahm sure there are better people out there ta kiss than you... and Ahm sure Ah can find 'em..."
Taking her hand, he twirled her around, ending up with her pressed to him.
"See Chere... need y' t' come with me..."
"Ah cant dance..."
"Den Gambit'll teach y' petite..."
"Cajun, Ah dont think..."
She broke off as Logan grabbed him by the collar of his trench coat and puilled him away from her.
"You stay away from her, d'ya hear? Else ya'll have me to answer to..."
He dropped him to the floor and Remy ran off, turning back to call:
"Later my Petite..."
As he turned to Rogue, she was fuming.
"How could ya do that Logan? Ah was only havin' a bit o' fun with Remy!"
"Marie.. I was just tryin' ta help!"
"Well, Ya cant... ya cant fix me, and if that was you helpin'... Ah'd rather ya didn't cost me mah friends, an' DON'T CALL MEH MARIE!!" With that, she turned and ran into the school.
Standing, she ran to the gates, watching as the large, rough-looking man put the bike on the stand and climbed off. No helmet of course. Stepping back a little, she waited till he was through the gates before launching herself into his arms.
"Logan! Ah thought ya weren't comin' back!"
He laughed.
"Hey Stripes." he touched the tags around her neck. "I told ya i'd be back for them..."
"ya want 'em back?"
He shook his head.
"Nah, You keep 'em... that way I wont ever be too far Marie." She let go of him and he turns towards the school. "Guess I'd better go tell chuck I'm back.. not that he don't already know..."
"Logan.." He turned back to her. "Ah'm glad ya back..."
"Me too kid, Me too."
As Logan turned to walk into the school, Gambit came running out, straight to Rogue.
"Petite... De school dance... y' come wit' Gambit no?" He took her hand and kissed the palm through the glove... almost a tradition.
"Cajun... Ah dont think Ahm gonna go..."
"But Chere..." he leaned forward, half-serious as always. "If y' don' go, How Gambit s'posed t' get dat kiss?"
She laughed.
"As Ah've said before Cajun... Ahm sure there are better people out there ta kiss than you... and Ahm sure Ah can find 'em..."
Taking her hand, he twirled her around, ending up with her pressed to him.
"See Chere... need y' t' come with me..."
"Ah cant dance..."
"Den Gambit'll teach y' petite..."
"Cajun, Ah dont think..."
She broke off as Logan grabbed him by the collar of his trench coat and puilled him away from her.
"You stay away from her, d'ya hear? Else ya'll have me to answer to..."
He dropped him to the floor and Remy ran off, turning back to call:
"Later my Petite..."
As he turned to Rogue, she was fuming.
"How could ya do that Logan? Ah was only havin' a bit o' fun with Remy!"
"Marie.. I was just tryin' ta help!"
"Well, Ya cant... ya cant fix me, and if that was you helpin'... Ah'd rather ya didn't cost me mah friends, an' DON'T CALL MEH MARIE!!" With that, she turned and ran into the school.