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That's it. I'm not letting her leave my site ever. EVER AGAIN! Looking at the clock I realized it was going on midnight. Scott and Jean were staying up in the kitchen waiting with me for Marie and Kitty to come back. "Stop pacing Logan." I growled at Jean and kept pacing. My Grace would NOT do this. She said she would call when she started back. And she did, at eight o'clock! Meaning she should have been home by ten.
"Damnit. You've made her irresponsible. And now she dragged Kitty into it!" Scott glared at me as Jean shook her head, knowing another fight was coming on. I glared, in two strides was over to the prick's chair. Releasing my claws, I slashed his shirt, nicking his chest slightly. "FUCK!" Scott screamed, in a rather high pitched voice, and stood, punching me.
"Bring it on Fag!" I put my claws in, punching him back. I was worried, and that made my temper even shorter. Now his fist and cheek were in deep pain from the hard impact of my metal structure. He must be getting used to it. He quickly recovered and tackled me, slamming me into the counter; he then brought his hand up to his visor and sent a red beam at me, hitting me in the chest. DAMN IT FUCKING BURNED! I growled and kicked him away, holding my chest. "Bastard prick!" Standing I released my claws and froze as the door opened as Marie and Kitty walked in, Marie almost carrying Kitty.
Jean ran over and sat them down in chairs. They looked horrible. Kitty had a large gash on her forehead, bleeding down into her eyes. Her shirt was dirty, torn and looked like it was near a fire. Her arms were covered with tiny cuts, and some larger ones. I noticed she had kept her weight off her ankle, it was swollen thru her lace up sandals. Jean removed the sandal and looked at it, saying it was sprained.
My Grace was in no better condition. I moved over to her and looked her over, checking out her injuries. Her left arm was burnt, not badly, but it would hurt her later. What scared me was that the left side of her shirt was soaked in blood. I pulled it up and swore. She had a deep puncture in it, it looked about 2 inches deep and was almost 3 inches across. Marie looked at me, eyes glazed over. I shook her and held her face in my hands.
"Marie! Talk to me! Please!" Her eyes came back to focus just long enough for her to say.
"Shut up Logan. I'm trying to keep her conscious." Kenzie. I grabbed Jean and pulled her to Marie.
"HELP HER! NOW!" Jean saw the wound and cussed, yelling for Scott to take Kitty up to the medic room, then go get the professor. Telling me to pick her up we quickly started down to the below levels. Marie's eyes stayed glazed over and her breathing quickened. Jean had me set her on a table and she quickly scrubbed her hands and grabbed a clean cloth. She tried to stop the bleeding. It wasn't working. I frowned and shoved Jean away.
"Kenzie! ANSWER ME NOW!" She looked at me, her eyes instantly started to well, and tears fell down her face.
"What? I'm busy.." I interrupted her.
"I'm going to touch her. Make her drain me."
"She won't let me."
"MAKE HER! YOU AND THE ME INSIDE HER MAKE HER!"
"Fine." Her eyes glazed over and I touched Marie's face as Jean watched, ready to pull me back. The connection started suddenly, I could see her veins, and knew mine could be seen just as well. My knees were becoming weak, but I could see that Marie's wounds were fading. I pulled my hand away and sat back, trying my best not to pass out. Chuck and Scott came in. Chuck looked at Marie. I could see him go into her mind and shook my head. Damn physics.
"Logan!" My Grace sat up quickly and looked around. She then growled and turned to Charles.
"Out of my mind before I give you new breathing passages!" Jean went over to make she was aright and was rewarded with a punch.
"DID I NOT SAY TO LEAVE ME ALONE DOC!?" Kenzie screamed at her. I moved over, ignoring the swimming my head was doing and took her hands.
"Kenzie. Leave Marie alone. How is she?" Marie hugged me and started to cry, saying Marie was scared and wished I was there. I said I was there and she shook her head.
"Not when they hurt us! WHERE WERE YOU THEN!?" She held onto me sobbing. I rocked her, telling her I'd wouldn't leave her again. She nodded and sat there crying till she fell asleep. Jean had taken care of Kitty and was sitting by watching us.
"It's not your fault Logan. She went on her own. Kitty told us she was driving, and a group of wild boys started to drive them off the road. They hit a tree; a low branch went through the driver's side. Kitty let it pass through her. But it hit Rogue. The weird thing is, they stopped and Kitty remembers one of them cutting her and Marie's arm then dabbing it with a cloth. I'm not sure what they were doing. Anyways, Kitty got out and helped Rogue, as they were going back to the road, the boys gone by then, the car exploded. Rogue couldn't find the strength to fly, so they walked the mile home." I glared at the wall.
"Did they get license plates?"
"No Logan, they didn't" She stood and gave me a pillow and a blanket.
"I want you both to stay in here." I didn't care where I was, so I nodded and covered My Grace and myself up then leaned back against the wall behind the bed. I stroked Marie's hair until sleep also took me. I believe I dreamed of killing those boys.
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I knew I was lost. I can't find my shirt, or one of my shoes. No matter what I did, search, yell, or cuss. It wasn't working for me. Damn things were determined to stay hidden. "Fuck this." I knew I was gonna get yelled at by Jubilee for going to see Marie. Do I care? Not really. She was just a little yellow punk. Marie would help me. Leaving my room, the thought crossed my mind, This won't be my room after today. I'll be in Marie's and my room. That sounds much better then my room. I could feel a little half smirk on my face and that made me all out grin, I knew that Marie loved it when I smirked like that. I knocked on Marie's door, thinking, this will soon be Marie's old room. "What the HELL do you want Bobby! Kitty is DOWNSTAIRS!" Jubilee's obnoxious voice floated through the oak door and
I chuckled slightly. Do I look like a gay loser to you Jubes? "It's me. Is Rogue there?" My hearing picked up whispering, Jubilee and Jean talking to Marie. Saying she couldn't see me right now. Marie stated the exact words I was thinking. "He can hear us for crying out loud! Besides, he needs something." I heard rustling and smiled as the door opened and Marie's brunette hair, streaked with white popped out. "Need something Sugar?" Smiling, I tried to peer into the room more to see what she was wearing. She noticed and inched the door a little more shut. "Not yet Logan. I'm dressed, and you're not allowed to see me. What do ya need, or are you just gonna stand there?"
"My shirt, and I'm missing a shoe." I heard Jubilee try to cover a laugh and growled. I was however mildly shocked and amused when My Grace let out the same growl. "I thought as much Sugar. The Inner Logan said you'd be a wreck." She laughed telling me that my shirt was hanging up behind my winter jacket ("I like you more without it though."), and that I threw my shoes against the bathroom wall yesterday. I had forgotten I'd done that. "Thanks Rogue. Love you Marie" I mouthed her name and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. She smirked with hint of evilness and pulled away and slammed the door shut. "Love you too Wolvie!" She laughed as I growled. Turning away, I headed back to my room to finish getting dressed I could hear her laughing through the door.
"Evil Wench. I'll get her back later." I found the lost objects and got ready, the whole time thinking of ways to get my darling soon-to-be wife back.
~*~*~ MARIE~*~*~
As Marie turned from the door, she saw two very unhappy faces. Jean was holding a curling iron, while Jubilee rolled her eyes and continued to organize Marie's flowers. "You know you shouldn't see him before hand. It's bad luck!" Jubilee's eyes never left the flowers.
"I really, really don't believe in bad luck Jubilee. You too Jean. Logan hasn't seen my dress yet. But he would probably not care if I were wearing torn jeans and one of his shirts." Jean tried not to smile and failed.
"Your probably right. I can just picture Scott's face if you DID wear that. He treats you like a sister. It's truly scary how protective he is of you." Jubilee nodded, set the bouquet on the dresser and stood up. Marie watched her, taking in Jubilee's rather unhappy face.
"What's wrong Jubes?" Jubilee sighed and stated that her shoes were a size too small, and killing her. Jean looked at her shoes and laughed again.
"JUBILEE you're wearing my shoes!" Marie laughed then, feeling slightly relieved. She was getting nervous, and really didn't feel like throwing up her breakfast. She has listened to Kenzie and Inner Logan all morning telling her to eat and not to be so jittery. They helped, and it was nice to know that Logan was nervous as well.
By the time Marie came out of her thoughts and back to earth, Jubilee had the proper shoes on and Jean had gone back to making ringlets in Marie's hair. Marie looked over into the full length mirror and laughed inwardly as Inner Logan gave an appreciative growl and said she looked beautiful. Kenzie also commented how nice she looked and Marie felt herself blush.
Her dress wasn't pure white, she didn't want that, it had hints of violet in it. However, the color was so pale, you had to stare for a few moments to notice it. The dress it's self was in two pieces, the corset, and the skirt. The skirt was made of satin, and seemed to be white with tiny veins of the palest violet running all through it in an intricate design. It was tight to her hips then loosed to allow her to walk and to billow behind her if Marie were to run. The corset fabric, silk, was white, and in a tank top style. The straps were each an inch wide and ran parallel down to the bottom of the corset, forming the back of her corset which showed the skin between her shoulder blades. From the top of the corset to the bottom, violet cords, also silk, ran criss-cross down her back, the cords becoming a border along the bottom of her top. The front had a square cute bodice, with a V shaped bottom. The stitches that ran down the center were also violet, to match her perfectly manicured nails.
Marie refused to look at any gloves. She told Jean that she didn't want any barriers between her and the man that she loved. So all gloves, even lace ones were out. Jean had said a dress like hers was made to have gloves. However a growl from Logan shut her up. Jean and Marie had compromised and Marie had gotten two silk bands to wear as bracelets, both following the theme of the dress, violet edging white. Marie also wanted not veil over her face, so she wore her hair up in ringlets that were pinned with a wreath of violets and white baby's breath. Her brown curls spilled through and over the wreath, giving a waterfall effect. The white in her hair was allowed to stay down, with a small bit of brown in each, curled in one ringlet, one each side of her face. Marie smiled and looked at her bride's maids, both were wearing the opposite of her dress. Violet with white edging., neither girl's dresses were alike. They were designed to flatter each of the girls' figures. Jean's had a low cut V-neck, and a empire line waist. It was also only down to her knees. Kitty's dress showed off her creamy arms, shoulders, and neck, it came straight down to her ankles and had a slit in the side up to her lower thigh.
Jubilee's dress, as she was the maid of honor, was a darker violet, and to make Jubes happy, it was edged in pale yellow instead of white. All the girls wore wreaths on their head that had ribbons that hung down to the end of their hair. Jube's had yellow and violet flowers, while the other two girls had white and violet flowers. Marie looked at the mirror one more time and her gaze fell on the engagement ring on her finger. Soon it would be joined by a connecting ring, that would join her and Logan forever. The Southern girl bit her lower lip smiling. "Aright, what time is it?"
"Still got 10 minutes Marie."
"Damn." Kenzie laughed at Marie and told her to cool her heels. Logan growled at Kenzie and half threatened to smack her. Marie laughed at their playing and then went to fix Jubilee's wreath which was sitting on her head crooked.
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"I hate people, I hate people, I want to KILL THESE PEOPLE!!" Marie laughed at the Logan in her mind cursing at the photographers, and the guests, and even himself. She got a look from the little man taking photos. He waited till she calmed a bit then went back to photos. He was taking pictures of the bridal party first. He was a short little man, who went out of his way to make the pictures perfect. Marie's inner Logan wanted him dead though, he just wanted to get this wedding thing over with. He said he couldn't wait till she could calm down enough for him to be able to relax.
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"Aright Miss, if you'd sit down in front, and you," the photographer took Jube's arm and moved her to stand behind Marie, who had just taken a seat. The photographer took some more pictures, rearranging everyone, after about 5 minutes his face broke into a grin. "All done till after the matrimonies." He came over and offered to help Marie up. She smiled and took his outstretched hand. Standing she went with the rest of the wedding party to line up for the "parade down grass covered with a violet carpet" as her fiancée liked to refer to the carpet as.
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The music started as Marie took her place beside Professor Xavior, who she had asked to give her away. She looked to him as a mentor, and knew Logan did too. However, Kenzie and Logan's evilness prevailed and Scooter was best man, much to his utter disgust. As she turned the corner with the professor, she set eyes on her soon-to-be husband and smiled. He didn't look upset anymore and was starring at her openly. Marie could feel a blush creep up her neck to her cheeks, and she lowered her eyes for a second before meeting Logan's eyes. His tux looked nice on him, but she longed to see him look comfortable, and she knew that he wasn't.
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Before she realized it, she had reached Logan, and as her hand was transferred from the Professor's, to Logan's, She felt a shiver go through her entire body as his hand touched hers, and she bit her lower lip looking at her small hand in Logan's more masculine one. Again she raised her eyes and locked them with Logan's, he smiled and turned towards the priest. Marie did as well and took a breath, relieved that they were HERE.
~*~*~LOGAN ~*~*~
"I now of pronounce you man and wife." I felt like a thousand pounds had been lift off my shoulders. I took Marie around the waist and pulled her close, kissing her soundly. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I lifted her by her waist, bringing her closer yet. The clapping around us didn't affect us, and Marie tighten her grip on me, not wanting to break this first kiss, joining us together as husband and wife, forever. I felt the same way and kissed her back with as much passion as I could while still maintaining some decency for my wife and myself. Finally, needing air, she broke the kiss, brushing against my cheek and looked around. Everyone was smiling and clapping for them. Marie caught my hand and squeezed it gently. I began to move down the aisle and Marie followed me, catching her friends' eyes. She wrapped her other arm around me and moved close, I could feel all my love for her swelling up inside of me. I looked at her and then, as preplanned, we went back to the photographer's area, with the rest of the wedding party.
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"Welcome back Mr. and Mrs. Rogue" Marie laughed, and allowed the photographer to take her hand and lead her under the arch that was to be the background of the pictures. I smiled at the way she had trouble getting the dress just right. "Just a picture of the lovely young wife first." He stood back to take the picture and looked at Marie. "Smile at me dear, not Logan." Marie looked away from me, and I felt a flutter in my chest. I didn't know what was wrong but something smelt wrong. When the light flashed, Marie screamed, and her scream was cut off suddenly as she disappeared altogether.
Disclaimer: I don't own, I'm too tired to say anything else!
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That's it. I'm not letting her leave my site ever. EVER AGAIN! Looking at the clock I realized it was going on midnight. Scott and Jean were staying up in the kitchen waiting with me for Marie and Kitty to come back. "Stop pacing Logan." I growled at Jean and kept pacing. My Grace would NOT do this. She said she would call when she started back. And she did, at eight o'clock! Meaning she should have been home by ten.
"Damnit. You've made her irresponsible. And now she dragged Kitty into it!" Scott glared at me as Jean shook her head, knowing another fight was coming on. I glared, in two strides was over to the prick's chair. Releasing my claws, I slashed his shirt, nicking his chest slightly. "FUCK!" Scott screamed, in a rather high pitched voice, and stood, punching me.
"Bring it on Fag!" I put my claws in, punching him back. I was worried, and that made my temper even shorter. Now his fist and cheek were in deep pain from the hard impact of my metal structure. He must be getting used to it. He quickly recovered and tackled me, slamming me into the counter; he then brought his hand up to his visor and sent a red beam at me, hitting me in the chest. DAMN IT FUCKING BURNED! I growled and kicked him away, holding my chest. "Bastard prick!" Standing I released my claws and froze as the door opened as Marie and Kitty walked in, Marie almost carrying Kitty.
Jean ran over and sat them down in chairs. They looked horrible. Kitty had a large gash on her forehead, bleeding down into her eyes. Her shirt was dirty, torn and looked like it was near a fire. Her arms were covered with tiny cuts, and some larger ones. I noticed she had kept her weight off her ankle, it was swollen thru her lace up sandals. Jean removed the sandal and looked at it, saying it was sprained.
My Grace was in no better condition. I moved over to her and looked her over, checking out her injuries. Her left arm was burnt, not badly, but it would hurt her later. What scared me was that the left side of her shirt was soaked in blood. I pulled it up and swore. She had a deep puncture in it, it looked about 2 inches deep and was almost 3 inches across. Marie looked at me, eyes glazed over. I shook her and held her face in my hands.
"Marie! Talk to me! Please!" Her eyes came back to focus just long enough for her to say.
"Shut up Logan. I'm trying to keep her conscious." Kenzie. I grabbed Jean and pulled her to Marie.
"HELP HER! NOW!" Jean saw the wound and cussed, yelling for Scott to take Kitty up to the medic room, then go get the professor. Telling me to pick her up we quickly started down to the below levels. Marie's eyes stayed glazed over and her breathing quickened. Jean had me set her on a table and she quickly scrubbed her hands and grabbed a clean cloth. She tried to stop the bleeding. It wasn't working. I frowned and shoved Jean away.
"Kenzie! ANSWER ME NOW!" She looked at me, her eyes instantly started to well, and tears fell down her face.
"What? I'm busy.." I interrupted her.
"I'm going to touch her. Make her drain me."
"She won't let me."
"MAKE HER! YOU AND THE ME INSIDE HER MAKE HER!"
"Fine." Her eyes glazed over and I touched Marie's face as Jean watched, ready to pull me back. The connection started suddenly, I could see her veins, and knew mine could be seen just as well. My knees were becoming weak, but I could see that Marie's wounds were fading. I pulled my hand away and sat back, trying my best not to pass out. Chuck and Scott came in. Chuck looked at Marie. I could see him go into her mind and shook my head. Damn physics.
"Logan!" My Grace sat up quickly and looked around. She then growled and turned to Charles.
"Out of my mind before I give you new breathing passages!" Jean went over to make she was aright and was rewarded with a punch.
"DID I NOT SAY TO LEAVE ME ALONE DOC!?" Kenzie screamed at her. I moved over, ignoring the swimming my head was doing and took her hands.
"Kenzie. Leave Marie alone. How is she?" Marie hugged me and started to cry, saying Marie was scared and wished I was there. I said I was there and she shook her head.
"Not when they hurt us! WHERE WERE YOU THEN!?" She held onto me sobbing. I rocked her, telling her I'd wouldn't leave her again. She nodded and sat there crying till she fell asleep. Jean had taken care of Kitty and was sitting by watching us.
"It's not your fault Logan. She went on her own. Kitty told us she was driving, and a group of wild boys started to drive them off the road. They hit a tree; a low branch went through the driver's side. Kitty let it pass through her. But it hit Rogue. The weird thing is, they stopped and Kitty remembers one of them cutting her and Marie's arm then dabbing it with a cloth. I'm not sure what they were doing. Anyways, Kitty got out and helped Rogue, as they were going back to the road, the boys gone by then, the car exploded. Rogue couldn't find the strength to fly, so they walked the mile home." I glared at the wall.
"Did they get license plates?"
"No Logan, they didn't" She stood and gave me a pillow and a blanket.
"I want you both to stay in here." I didn't care where I was, so I nodded and covered My Grace and myself up then leaned back against the wall behind the bed. I stroked Marie's hair until sleep also took me. I believe I dreamed of killing those boys.
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I knew I was lost. I can't find my shirt, or one of my shoes. No matter what I did, search, yell, or cuss. It wasn't working for me. Damn things were determined to stay hidden. "Fuck this." I knew I was gonna get yelled at by Jubilee for going to see Marie. Do I care? Not really. She was just a little yellow punk. Marie would help me. Leaving my room, the thought crossed my mind, This won't be my room after today. I'll be in Marie's and my room. That sounds much better then my room. I could feel a little half smirk on my face and that made me all out grin, I knew that Marie loved it when I smirked like that. I knocked on Marie's door, thinking, this will soon be Marie's old room. "What the HELL do you want Bobby! Kitty is DOWNSTAIRS!" Jubilee's obnoxious voice floated through the oak door and
I chuckled slightly. Do I look like a gay loser to you Jubes? "It's me. Is Rogue there?" My hearing picked up whispering, Jubilee and Jean talking to Marie. Saying she couldn't see me right now. Marie stated the exact words I was thinking. "He can hear us for crying out loud! Besides, he needs something." I heard rustling and smiled as the door opened and Marie's brunette hair, streaked with white popped out. "Need something Sugar?" Smiling, I tried to peer into the room more to see what she was wearing. She noticed and inched the door a little more shut. "Not yet Logan. I'm dressed, and you're not allowed to see me. What do ya need, or are you just gonna stand there?"
"My shirt, and I'm missing a shoe." I heard Jubilee try to cover a laugh and growled. I was however mildly shocked and amused when My Grace let out the same growl. "I thought as much Sugar. The Inner Logan said you'd be a wreck." She laughed telling me that my shirt was hanging up behind my winter jacket ("I like you more without it though."), and that I threw my shoes against the bathroom wall yesterday. I had forgotten I'd done that. "Thanks Rogue. Love you Marie" I mouthed her name and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. She smirked with hint of evilness and pulled away and slammed the door shut. "Love you too Wolvie!" She laughed as I growled. Turning away, I headed back to my room to finish getting dressed I could hear her laughing through the door.
"Evil Wench. I'll get her back later." I found the lost objects and got ready, the whole time thinking of ways to get my darling soon-to-be wife back.
~*~*~ MARIE~*~*~
As Marie turned from the door, she saw two very unhappy faces. Jean was holding a curling iron, while Jubilee rolled her eyes and continued to organize Marie's flowers. "You know you shouldn't see him before hand. It's bad luck!" Jubilee's eyes never left the flowers.
"I really, really don't believe in bad luck Jubilee. You too Jean. Logan hasn't seen my dress yet. But he would probably not care if I were wearing torn jeans and one of his shirts." Jean tried not to smile and failed.
"Your probably right. I can just picture Scott's face if you DID wear that. He treats you like a sister. It's truly scary how protective he is of you." Jubilee nodded, set the bouquet on the dresser and stood up. Marie watched her, taking in Jubilee's rather unhappy face.
"What's wrong Jubes?" Jubilee sighed and stated that her shoes were a size too small, and killing her. Jean looked at her shoes and laughed again.
"JUBILEE you're wearing my shoes!" Marie laughed then, feeling slightly relieved. She was getting nervous, and really didn't feel like throwing up her breakfast. She has listened to Kenzie and Inner Logan all morning telling her to eat and not to be so jittery. They helped, and it was nice to know that Logan was nervous as well.
By the time Marie came out of her thoughts and back to earth, Jubilee had the proper shoes on and Jean had gone back to making ringlets in Marie's hair. Marie looked over into the full length mirror and laughed inwardly as Inner Logan gave an appreciative growl and said she looked beautiful. Kenzie also commented how nice she looked and Marie felt herself blush.
Her dress wasn't pure white, she didn't want that, it had hints of violet in it. However, the color was so pale, you had to stare for a few moments to notice it. The dress it's self was in two pieces, the corset, and the skirt. The skirt was made of satin, and seemed to be white with tiny veins of the palest violet running all through it in an intricate design. It was tight to her hips then loosed to allow her to walk and to billow behind her if Marie were to run. The corset fabric, silk, was white, and in a tank top style. The straps were each an inch wide and ran parallel down to the bottom of the corset, forming the back of her corset which showed the skin between her shoulder blades. From the top of the corset to the bottom, violet cords, also silk, ran criss-cross down her back, the cords becoming a border along the bottom of her top. The front had a square cute bodice, with a V shaped bottom. The stitches that ran down the center were also violet, to match her perfectly manicured nails.
Marie refused to look at any gloves. She told Jean that she didn't want any barriers between her and the man that she loved. So all gloves, even lace ones were out. Jean had said a dress like hers was made to have gloves. However a growl from Logan shut her up. Jean and Marie had compromised and Marie had gotten two silk bands to wear as bracelets, both following the theme of the dress, violet edging white. Marie also wanted not veil over her face, so she wore her hair up in ringlets that were pinned with a wreath of violets and white baby's breath. Her brown curls spilled through and over the wreath, giving a waterfall effect. The white in her hair was allowed to stay down, with a small bit of brown in each, curled in one ringlet, one each side of her face. Marie smiled and looked at her bride's maids, both were wearing the opposite of her dress. Violet with white edging., neither girl's dresses were alike. They were designed to flatter each of the girls' figures. Jean's had a low cut V-neck, and a empire line waist. It was also only down to her knees. Kitty's dress showed off her creamy arms, shoulders, and neck, it came straight down to her ankles and had a slit in the side up to her lower thigh.
Jubilee's dress, as she was the maid of honor, was a darker violet, and to make Jubes happy, it was edged in pale yellow instead of white. All the girls wore wreaths on their head that had ribbons that hung down to the end of their hair. Jube's had yellow and violet flowers, while the other two girls had white and violet flowers. Marie looked at the mirror one more time and her gaze fell on the engagement ring on her finger. Soon it would be joined by a connecting ring, that would join her and Logan forever. The Southern girl bit her lower lip smiling. "Aright, what time is it?"
"Still got 10 minutes Marie."
"Damn." Kenzie laughed at Marie and told her to cool her heels. Logan growled at Kenzie and half threatened to smack her. Marie laughed at their playing and then went to fix Jubilee's wreath which was sitting on her head crooked.
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"I hate people, I hate people, I want to KILL THESE PEOPLE!!" Marie laughed at the Logan in her mind cursing at the photographers, and the guests, and even himself. She got a look from the little man taking photos. He waited till she calmed a bit then went back to photos. He was taking pictures of the bridal party first. He was a short little man, who went out of his way to make the pictures perfect. Marie's inner Logan wanted him dead though, he just wanted to get this wedding thing over with. He said he couldn't wait till she could calm down enough for him to be able to relax.
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"Aright Miss, if you'd sit down in front, and you," the photographer took Jube's arm and moved her to stand behind Marie, who had just taken a seat. The photographer took some more pictures, rearranging everyone, after about 5 minutes his face broke into a grin. "All done till after the matrimonies." He came over and offered to help Marie up. She smiled and took his outstretched hand. Standing she went with the rest of the wedding party to line up for the "parade down grass covered with a violet carpet" as her fiancée liked to refer to the carpet as.
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The music started as Marie took her place beside Professor Xavior, who she had asked to give her away. She looked to him as a mentor, and knew Logan did too. However, Kenzie and Logan's evilness prevailed and Scooter was best man, much to his utter disgust. As she turned the corner with the professor, she set eyes on her soon-to-be husband and smiled. He didn't look upset anymore and was starring at her openly. Marie could feel a blush creep up her neck to her cheeks, and she lowered her eyes for a second before meeting Logan's eyes. His tux looked nice on him, but she longed to see him look comfortable, and she knew that he wasn't.
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Before she realized it, she had reached Logan, and as her hand was transferred from the Professor's, to Logan's, She felt a shiver go through her entire body as his hand touched hers, and she bit her lower lip looking at her small hand in Logan's more masculine one. Again she raised her eyes and locked them with Logan's, he smiled and turned towards the priest. Marie did as well and took a breath, relieved that they were HERE.
~*~*~LOGAN ~*~*~
"I now of pronounce you man and wife." I felt like a thousand pounds had been lift off my shoulders. I took Marie around the waist and pulled her close, kissing her soundly. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I lifted her by her waist, bringing her closer yet. The clapping around us didn't affect us, and Marie tighten her grip on me, not wanting to break this first kiss, joining us together as husband and wife, forever. I felt the same way and kissed her back with as much passion as I could while still maintaining some decency for my wife and myself. Finally, needing air, she broke the kiss, brushing against my cheek and looked around. Everyone was smiling and clapping for them. Marie caught my hand and squeezed it gently. I began to move down the aisle and Marie followed me, catching her friends' eyes. She wrapped her other arm around me and moved close, I could feel all my love for her swelling up inside of me. I looked at her and then, as preplanned, we went back to the photographer's area, with the rest of the wedding party.
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"Welcome back Mr. and Mrs. Rogue" Marie laughed, and allowed the photographer to take her hand and lead her under the arch that was to be the background of the pictures. I smiled at the way she had trouble getting the dress just right. "Just a picture of the lovely young wife first." He stood back to take the picture and looked at Marie. "Smile at me dear, not Logan." Marie looked away from me, and I felt a flutter in my chest. I didn't know what was wrong but something smelt wrong. When the light flashed, Marie screamed, and her scream was cut off suddenly as she disappeared altogether.