Beyond Words- Part 11

Marie's P.O.V.

Author: Sparkling-Diva
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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.

Author's Note: Only a few more chapters to go left.

I couldn't believe that Logan was finally couldn't make all my dreams come true. Words couldn't nearly describe what I felt when he told me we were going to Canada and Alaska.

I was more so jumpy all afternoon since I was so excited. I just hoped that I wouldn't be getting on his nerves.

We ate breakfast that morning and after got dressed after showering and packing. We decided to take one of the black vans that Charles had offered us.

We then had lunch and brought our luggage downstairs. The men (Logan, Bobby, Scott, and Kurt) loaded it all in the van as I hugged everyone else goodbye.

We decided to stay there for about a month before coming back.

I would miss everyone but I knew that they'd be waiting upon our arrival.

"Well, darlin'. Ready to go?" asked Logan as he put his arm around my waist.

"Yeah," I said looking at him. He must've seen the tears in my eyes since he gave me one of the sweetest comforting kisses that he ever gave me.

God I loved him.

We turned around to go down the front steps of the mansion to the van. When we got there we waved and went in. We rolled down the windows and pulled out as we said more good-byes.

While he was driving me, Logan comforted me by saying stuff about how not to worry since they'd still be there when we come back. He also had me talk with him about our plans on what to do when we get there and what we wanted to see.

We also karaoke singed to the radio as we traveled down the all too familiar highway we had gone down together a long time before.

"So tell me darling'," he said faking serious, "What kind of a name is Rogue?"

"Oh, I don't know," I said shyly, "What I want to know is what kind of a name is Wolverine?"

"Alright, then. My name is Logan."

"Marie."

And with that we laughed as we headed to our dream vacation getaway of a lifetime.