Snoob:  Maybe she is…maybe she isn't…evil laugh

Blue:  Eek!  Ok, ok, it wasn't the end!  Please don't beat me!  Here's more!

Tara:  I wonder: how many people can I kill?  Mmm…

Benji:  Well, I lied.  I've decided that this will be the final chapter because I'm fed up with this story.  So…well…sheepish grin

Pine:  I guess I am starting a trend.  Mmm.

Blix:  At least it's not as sad as The Clash of Two Worlds, right?

Aquarius:  Ding-ding-ding!  You are correct!  Lol.  Now don't you feel so smart?

Cassandra:  I don't mean to make people cry.  It just comes with the territory.

Dutch:  Your wondering is over.  Here's the final chapter.  Enjoy!

TKP:  I'm a bitch.  What more do you need to know?  Lol.

Star:  You're absolutely right.  What was Xavier – I – thinking?

Veronica:  He wasn't seeing Jean.  He only flirted with her.  So, it's ok for him to start falling for Rogue.  Anyway, thanks for the compliments.  They mean a lot.

Wapps:  Thanks for sitting and waiting patiently.  This took a lot longer to come out than I thought it would.

Beanie:  Yes, he is, but… chuckles sinisterly

Hip-Banwinces Oops.  Sorry.  Lol.

Sapphire:  Thank you so much.  I really appreciate it, but I know there are many much more talented than I.  Keep looking, you'll find them all throughout FF.net.

Wanting:  I love writing cliffhangers!  I am a cruel, heartless bitch.  What more can I say?  Lol.

Sax:  I love "berserker Logan", too, especially over Rogue.  sigh I need help.

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EXPLANATION:  I'm sorry if I wasn't clear enough in the last chapter, but Logan had gone to the cemetery.  That was where you were supposed to insert the Prologue.  Sorry, again, if there was any confusion.  ALSO, I know this is short and has a choppy ending, but I really can't give it more.  I'm sure you've all been there.

Chapter Seventeen

Revenge Unable

He paced the length of the sidewalk, a cigar clenched between his seething teeth as he passed the building for the third time.  As crazy as Logan was, he wasn't dumb enough to pick a fight with a cop inside a police station.  So he continued his march up and down the cement walkway outside, ignoring the rain that poured down in endless sheets.

Finally the doors swung open and a pair of men in government issued suits strolled out, grumbling about the weather and their forgotten umbrellas.  Logan stubbed out his cigar, eyeing the detectives suspiciously.  He wasn't exactly sure what Cody even looked like.

One of them felt Logan's penetrating eyes burning into his skull and turned curiously, cautiously.  "Can we help you, buddy," he called out, his hand dangerously close to his holster.

Logan sniffed and walked stiffly over.  "I'm looking for Cody."

The other man glanced at the first man and then narrowed his eyes at Logan.  "Wha'business ya gat wi'him," he asked, his thick accent slurring his words together.

Logan tightened his jaw.  "Personal."

The first detective stepped between them.  "He a friend of yours, Mister…er…"

Logan flicked his eyes down at him.  "Yeah," he lied.  "A friend.  You know where he is?"

"I'm sorry, buddy, but your friend, Cody, died a few days ago."

"What?  What the hell do you mean he's dead?"  Damn it, I wanted to fucking tear him apart!

"His car ran off the road.  He may have survived if it weren't for the explosion.  Apparently a spark ignited in the gas tank during the car's roll down the cliff.  His funeral was yesterday."

Accident my ass, Logan's mind roared.  The bastard was probably working for Stryker!  Logan stormed away.  He was killed to protect whatever the hell is going on.

Logan came to a park and he flopped down onto one of the benches, hanging his head.  Shakily he brought his hands up and covered his face, howling in agony.  "Damn it," he screamed.  I should've never let her in.

The cold rain washed over him and he couldn't help but believe that they were the tears of Marie.  Even in death she felt grief.

God, Marie, what am I going to do now?

End Chapter Seventeen

END STORY