Beyond Words- Part 5

Author: Sparkling-Diva
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Dedication: Thank you's to everyone I know and the people at the message boards and my reviewers at FanFiction.net. I promised I'd write more.

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Disclaimer: They are not mine!! WAAHHH!!!

Rating: PG-13. Due to some romancy stuff.
Summary: If you have read the first part you'd know. It is just a cute little L/M fic about them in luv with each other and them telling their P.O.V. of the whole situation.

Warnings: More romancy (my little made up word) stuff in the next parts to come. I promise!! I'm slowly working my way there so please be patient.

Author's Note: I told you that I would be back and here I am. Tis time for Part 5!

Rogue's P.O.V.

He led me into his room and closed the door behind him. I hadn't been there for so long so I took some time to look around to remember the place. It was just comfortable to be there. It was a place where I felt like I belonged.

He stayed standing there and remained silent just staring at me until he said, "Sit down darlin'."

I don't know why but I swear that I sensed some nervousness in his voice and I got a sudden chill that ran through my body. I knew that something was up.

I sat down on the bed and made myself comfortable by sitting cross legged.

Logan smiled and then he sat down next to me and took my gloved hand in his. He was now wearing gloves too.

He stroked my hair and asked me, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Why? Aren't you?"

I was thinking that he was the one that wasn't okay due to the fact of the hurt in his voice.

"Yeah. I guess."

I saw then him look at my neck and he growled. There around it was the ½ heart that had his name on it.

"You're wearing it."

"Yeah," I said holding it, "It means a lot to me."

"I'm glad darlin'. I'm wearing mine too," he said as he showed it to me since it was hidden in his shirt.

We caught each other staring at into each other's eyes and then he looked down and said, "I really need to talk to ya darlin'."

He was now looking at me again. He was calling me "darling" a little too much now and that was making me very suspicious.

"About what?"

"Us."

Oh god.

Just then and there I had to look away.

Please god no.

He was going to reject me. He's going to go away. He's going to confide in me and our friendship to tell have the guts to tell me and spill everything about his feelings regarding and concerning Jean.

Please not now.

"Marie," he said holding my hands and staring into my eyes, "I don't know how to say all this…um, I've never been a good speaker and you know that. I'm not good for these type of things. Um, but-"

"Logan, it's okay," I said.

"I know it's just that –um…"

"What?"

"I-," he ran a hand through his hair, "God, Marie!" he said getting up and going to the window.

I went up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You can tell me," I said softly.

He turned around and looked into my eyes. They were filled with tears. Now I knew that this wasn't the Wolveine but the Logan and he meant what he was planning to say with his whole heart and soul.

"If I tell you…please don't get scared."

"I won't get scared. I promise," I said hugging him, "All I can do is feel safe when I'm around you."

After a moment, he took my arms away from around my neck and held my hands in his. He stared at them for a while until he said, "You haven't talked to Charles yet?"

"No. I was waiting for you."

He smiled understanding. He then took me into an embrace. He let me go and took my hands again and said, "Alright, I'll tell you," before he led me to the bed again.

We sat down facing each other and stayed silent. He took my hands and stared into my eyes.

"Marie..."

"Yes, Logan."

"I'm in love with you."

Oh god. He…what?! He doesn't hate me or despise me?! He doesn't think of me as annoying?! He doesn't like Jean?!

Oh god.

He loves me.

"I love you, darling," he repeated.

I just stared down in disbelief. I was in shock. I was waiting for the longest time dreaming of this moment and how to react to it. Now the time had finally come and I couldn't say or do anything.

"You don't have to do or say anything if you don't want. I just wanted to let you know," he said gazing at me. I could tell he was in tears. Even when I wasn't looking, I could feel him inside my head.

"I know that you're only 19 and all but I really truly am in love with you," he continued, "Always have and always will. Darlin' I know that this is very hard for you and that it will probably take you some time for you to believe me because of all that Jean stuff but I don't love her anyway whatsoever, I love you."

Then he kissed the top of my head and started playing with my pure white streaks.

"Look at me, Marie. Look at me in the eyes. Tell me you feel the same, please."

He then took his gloved hand and gently lifted my chin so that our gazes met.

Our eyes were both full of tears now. I could see so much pain in his. He truly meant what he was saying and he didn't want me to feel bad.

"Oh, gosh Marie. Maybe I shouldn't have told you," he said as I looked back down, "Maybe I should have waited until you were older," he said looking away letting go of my hands.

"No!" I said grabbing them back causing him to have a surprised look, "Please. Don't say that," I said chocking on my tears, "I really need to tell you something too."

"What Marie?"

"I-I love you too."

He just stared in shock.

"I have ever since the day we met at the bar , when you talked to me and helped me get a place to stay, when you saved mah life , twice. I heard you cry for me."

He was still looking at me.

"When you gave me your tags and promised that you would come back, when you came back all the good times we had," I said caressing in his cheek. He took my gloved hand and kissed it.

"I love you, Logan."

We were both crying now.

"Oh, Marie." he said talking me into his arms. We cried for a moment just there.

"What are we going to do?" I asked.

"I don't know darling," he said kissing the top of my head, "I really don't know."

"I don't want to hide it," I whispered with my head on his chest.

"Don't worry. We don't need to," he said kissing the top of my head.

"I love you, Logan."

"I love you too, darlin'."

And with that we both fell under the sleeping spell and drifted off in each others arms.