I DO NOT KNOWN ANY OF THE X-MEN OR ANYTHING RELATED TO THEM.

Chapter Two

It was only the beginning of December but already the ground was covered with about a foot of snow. Logan was sitting on the front steps smoking a cigar. After a morning of convincing the students that they indeed still class even though the surrounding school did not, had nearly driven him mad. Next time it snows, he though, I'm going to get up real early and disconnect the cable, so those brat kids can't watch the news. After it looked like every thing was under control in the mansion he had slipped outside to have a cigar. The cold did not phase him. He liked the cold.

After about half way through his cigar Logan heard the door open. "Logan what are you doing out here? It's freezing." A familiar voice asked.

Logan turned around to see Marie standing just outside the door. "Aren't I the one that's supposed to be asking that? Why aren't you in class?"

"It is passing."

"Well then you better get to your next class then, huh kid."

"I will, if you come in."

"Na, I like the cold." As he went to take another drag off his cigar he noticed a woman walking up the driveway. The snow had been cleared off so she had little trouble walking. She was wearing a heavy coat, gloves, a hat, and a scarf that covered most of her face. She was also carrying a backpack.

"Who is that?" Marie asked.

"How should I know?" Logan shot back.

The woman reached the bottom of the stairs, looked up at Logan, and calmly asked, "So Logan what happened to waiting for me in Washington?"

"Do I know you?" Logan asked, a little taken back at her question.

"What?" she said in almost mock disbelief, "You don't recognize me. Your own wife?"

"My what?" Logan asked in shock.

"Can we go in?" the woman asked, "It is cold out here and it has been a long walk from the bus station."

"You're my what?" Logan said again, shaking his head.

"Sure." Marie replied, and led the women in. Logan followed still shaking his head.

"Thank you." The woman replied.