Gift Giving Time! Pt.2

            Logan ran his hand through his thick black hair, as he kept his gaze to the floor, nervously. He could feel her staring at him with curiosity. "Logan, this isn't the time or place. Can't you wait?" She asked.

            Logan could sense the humor in her tone of voice. He smiled, and looked up at her, as he shoved his hands in his pant pockets. "Well, I wanted to give you your gift here, but in private." He stuttered a little during his speech.

            Rogue crossed her arms across her chest, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. "Should I close my eyes?" She asked.

            Logan shrugged, "If you want. Makes no difference."

            Rogue rolled her eyes with a heavy sigh, "I'll take that as a yes, coming from you." She smiled.

            Closing her eyes, Logan quietly pulled out a small velvet box out of his jacket pocket. He quietly knelt in front of her, and reached for her hand. His hand trembled furiously, as he grabbed onto it. He felt a gasp from her. With the one hand that held the box, he opened it, facing it towards her, "Okay, now, first off, I wanted to get this off my chest. You and I have been with each other for a long time now. You love me, I love you, and," He gulped as she opened her eyes, "Will you marry me, Rogue? You know, be my wife?"

            As she opened her eyes, she gasped, immediately taking her hands, covering it around her mouth. "Logan!" She gasped.

            He gazed up at her, and took the ring from the box. Grabbing her left hand, he gently began to place the ring over her finger, "Marry me Rogue." He said again.

            Her eyes moved to look into his. As the ring touched the hilt, she immediately pounced onto him, causing them both to fall back onto the floor. "Oh Logan! Of course!" She squealed.

            "Okay then!" He nervously laughed.

            She began to shower his face with kisses, and finally planted her mouth onto his. "I love you Logan!" She smiled.

*~*~*~*

            "What's going on?" Remy snapped, his hands planted to his hips.

            "Shh!" The three eavesdroppers hissed at him.

            "We're trying to listen to Rogue and Logan have sex!" Tabitha whispered.

            He shook his head, "Get away from there! Give them some privacy!" He snapped, as he began to slap the magazine against their rears.

            Laughing, the girls squealed as they stood up. Tabitha then stuck her rear towards him, "Do it more for me Remy!" She smiled.

            "Get out of there!' He snapped.

            He gave one good swat, and Tabitha laughed, as she rushed towards Wanda and Elizabeth, to join them near the entrance of the hallway.

            He finally made his way into the living room, and the three girls then rushed back towards the door. As they stopped, they tried avoiding any ruckus from being heard. They piled onto each other in their quick halt, and the door opened as Rogue swung open the door to tell of her exciting news. "Whoa!" The three girls squealed, as they piled onto the floor into the room.

            Logan and Rogue looked down at the three mischievous girls, "What are you doing?" Rogue asked them curiously.

            "What'd I say?" Logan added.

            The three girls looked up at them, with the looks of kids that were caught with their hands in a cookie jar. "Uh—" Tabitha stuttered and looked at Elizabeth and Wanda, "You two are such bad influences on me! How dare you! I am flabbergasted!" Tabitha snapped.

            "Us?" Wanda and Elizabeth growled in unison.

            Rogue helped the three to stand. "Never mind, you guys!" She smiled.

            She then held up her left hand, exposing the large princess cut diamond ring on her finger. "Whoa!" Tabitha squealed, grabbing onto her wrist.

            Tabitha pulled Rogue forward, and gripped Rogue's arm in between her arm and body, trying to get a look at the ring. "Tabitha! Let go!" Rogue laughed.

            "Wait! I wanna see!" Tabitha yelped, as Rogue jerked her arm out of Tabitha's grip.

            "You're engaged?" Elizabeth's face lit up.

            Rogue eagerly nodded. "Aw, Rogue!" Wanda smiled, as the three hugged onto her.

            Logan smiled at the congratulations that Rogue received from her friends, as he attempted to make his way past them, into the living room area. "Wait! Not so fast mister!" Tabitha snapped.

            She grabbed onto the back of his shirt collar, and yanked him back towards her, "Come here!" She smiled.

            The three girls gave him a tight hug, "Congratulations Logan!" They gushed.

            Feeling uncomfortable, Logan squirmed out of their hold, "Okay, okay. Thanks girls." He smiled.

            "This calls for a toast!" Brian grinned, coming out of the kitchen area with a new bottle of champagne.

*~*~*~*

            Tabitha and Brian hugged, and said goodbye to the guests as they all piled towards the doorway. "Happy holidays you guys!" Brian smiled, as they waved them off.

            "Yeah, feliz navi dude!" Tabitha grinned, giving them a thumbs up.

            "We'll see you guys tomorrow!" Brian said to his twin, Remy, Logan, Rogue, Wanda, and John, "Kitty, Lance, Kurt, Amanda, you guys have a nice holiday!" Brian told the other couples.

            "Good night you guys! We'll see you all later!" Tabitha waved.

            "Bye!"

            Brian almost reluctantly closed the door after everyone had left. "That was nice, babe! I can't wait until New Year's!" Tabitha grinned.

            Brian sighed, "Yeah. This was so nice. Everyone together again. Remember, we stop by the institute tomorrow, and meet up with everyone to meet with Jamie and mum." He reminded her.

            Tabitha saluted with a smile, "Yes sir!" She grinned.

*~*~*~*

            Lance nervously closed the door, his eyes kept on Kitty's back as they walked into their home. He placed the keys on the table near the doorway, "Well, Lance, I'm going to take a shower. I'll see you in bed?" She asked him.

            "Well, wait." He quietly said.

            Kitty turned to face him, "What's wrong?"

            He grabbed onto her hand, and pulled her into the family room. They stood in front of the entertainment center. "Wait here." He told her.

            Kitty let out a laugh, "Lance, I told you—"

            Lance placed his fingers on her mouth, "Hush now." He smiled.

            Kitty's eyes widened, as his fingers were placed harshly to her lips, and stayed there to quiet her. Her eyes nervously looked around her, her mind swarming with questions. He released his fingers from her mouth, and turned to rush towards the hallway. She raised her eyebrows with question, mouthing, "Okay!"

            He returned a short time later, with his guitar in his hand. She turned and looked at him, as he walked towards her. He placed his arms around her waist; pulling her towards him, "Sit on the couch with me." He smiled.

            She nervously laughed, and walked towards the couch to sit next to him, "Okay, Lance."

            Lance took out his guitar pick, and looked up at her nervously, "I wanted to play and sing your favorite song for you." He nervously said.

            Kitty smiled, placing her hand under her chin, as she rested her elbows on her knees, gazing at him. He cleared his throat, as he began to play the guitar tune to one of her favorite songs, I'll Be, by Edwin McCain. He looked up at her, and held her gaze, as he began to sing, his voice smoothly filling her ears lovingly,

            "The strands in your eyes, that color them wonderful, stop me and steal my breath. Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky, Never revealing their depth. Tell me, that we belong together, Dress it up, with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips, Instead of the gallows of the heartache that hang from above…"

            Kitty smiled, as tears began to fill her eyes, as Lance continued to gaze at her, singing,

            "I'll be, your crying shoulder; I'll be love suicide. I'll be better when I'm older; I'll be, the greatest, fan of your life.

            "Rain falls, angry on the tin roof; As we lie awake in my bed. You're my survival, you're my living proof; My love is alive not dead. Tell me, that we belong together, Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated; I'll hang from your lips; Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above. And I'll be, your crying shoulder; I'll be love suicide. I'll be, better when I'm older; I'll be, the greatest fan of your life…"

            Kitty wiped the tears that began to stream down her cheeks, as he continued,

            "I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead. Turned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said. Oh, I'll be, your crying shoulder; I'll be, love suicide. I'll be, better when I'm older; I'll be the greatest….fan of your life…."

            Lance trailed off, as he continued to gaze at her, and finally stopped playing on his guitar. "Kitty, I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you." He began. He placed the guitar against the couch, and dug into his pocket, as he knelt on the floor in front of her, holding an open velvet box in front of her, containing a gold-banded ring with a princess cut diamond, "Will you marry me, Kitty?"

            Kitty let out a sob, as she nodded frantically. Lance smiled, as he eagerly took the ring, and placed it onto her finger, sliding it up to the hilt. She placed her hands to his cheeks, and kissed him almost harshly. She pulled away from him, placing her forehead to his, "I love you so much Lance!"

            He lifted his hands to her face, and wiped the tears that continued to stream down her cheeks, "I love you too, pretty Kitty."

*~*~*~*

            Remy switched off his motorcycle in the parking garage of the posh Manhattan apartment building that Elizabeth lived in, occasionally with Remy. He turned and looked at her, as she stepped off the bike. "Are you staying here tonight? Or are you going to stay at the institute?" She asked, as she placed the helmet under her arm.

            Remy smiled, as he took off the helmet on his head, "I'm stayin' tonight, chere. I have a nice surprise for you." He grinned.

            Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, and attempted to probe his mind, but noticed he had cleverly placed up his shields. He could feel the attempt at trying to break through, and he tapped his finger to his temple, "Not tonight, chere. I knew you'd try seeing what it was." He grinned.

            "Oh Remy, don't be so coy!" She grinned.

            He wrapped his arm around her, as they giggled, while walking towards the building.

*~*~*~*

            Elizabeth closed the door behind her and Remy, as they stepped into the large apartment. She switched on the lights, and turned to face him, "Okay, what's the surprise?" She asked eagerly.

            Remy waved his hands up in defense, "Whoa, calm down cherie. Why don't you head into the guest room, and change into the robe I have laid out on the bed in there. And don't come out 'till I come get you." He smiled.

            Elizabeth raised an eyebrow suspiciously, as she turned to walk towards the spare bedroom. Remy playfully gave her a jump-start, slapping her rear. "Move it, cherie. I'm gettin' a little impatient." He grinned.

            Elizabeth rushed towards the bedroom, and closed the door behind her. She saw the satin black robe lying on the bed, and wondered what in the world he hand in store for her. She could hear light rummaging outside the room. She hurriedly stripped out of her clothing, and changed into the robe. She sighed heavily, as she began to pace the room, nervously picking at her nails. He had a big surprise. She knew it. Otherwise he wouldn't have put up his shields so protectively. She rushed to the door, placing her ear against the wood, attempting to hear what he was doing. Nothing. Damn he's good, she thought.

            Both of them excelled in stealth. Them and Logan were the best the X-Men had. They always went into the missions first. She kept pacing the carpet, and finally, he opened the door. He was shirtless, and clad in his black pajama pants. She planted her hands onto her hips, "Okay, what's going on?" She asked.

            He rushed to her, and scooped her up into his arms, causing her to yelp from surprise. He hurriedly rushed her towards the master bathroom. She saw the Jacuzzi tub filled with bubbled water, topped with white rose petals. The large bathroom was lit by candles that sat on the corner rims of the large tub, and the shelves on the walls. He placed her onto the floor, "Get out of the robe, get in the tub, and don't go away." He then placed a kiss to her lips, "I'll be right back."

            He turned and rushed out of the bathroom, leaving her alone. She did as she was told, and settled into the tub, sighing contently, as she settled into the warm water. She lied her head back against the rim, closing her eyes. A few moments later, her eyes opened as she heard the bathroom door open and close. She didn't bother turning to look at him, as he settled in the tub, squeezing himself behind her.

            Elizabeth scooted forward, allowing him room, and then rested herself against his chest. She felt his strong arms wrap around her, holding her closely to him.

            Remy placed his lips to her temple, as his hands began to slowly stroke up and down her stomach, tantalizing her skin. He continued to stroke her stomach, making his way to her chest, "Tres belle cherie." He whispered into her ear.

            Elizabeth smiled, as he continued to whisper his French love words into ear. She had no idea what he was saying, and didn't bother probing his mind for a translation. She just loved hearing it. She could feel the affection through his words.

            He continued to massage her gently, working his way around to her shoulders, causing her to relax completely, and nearly fall asleep. "Feelin' good, cherie?" He smiled.

            Elizabeth let out a laugh, "Very."

            He massaged her for a few moments, and finally wrapped an arm around her, while reaching his other arm behind him, towards the corner rim of the tub. He placed his lips to the side of her face, and pulled his other hand onto the side of her face. She opened her eyes, as she heard a light pop, and looked to the side. A velvet box was held in front of her face, holding a platinum banded ring, with a large oval cut diamond. She slowly turned to face him, seeing his eyes glaring at her. "Merry Christmas, cherie." He smiled.

            She glanced at the ring, and gulped, "Remy?"

            "Be my wife, petite. I won't take no for an answer." He grinned coyly.

            He reached over with his other arm, taking the ring out of the box. He placed the box behind him, and reached for her hand, sliding the ring on her finger, "The circle represents the never ending love that two people share; the never-ending devotion to each other. Once the ring is placed on the finger, it's the symbol of two hearts, becoming one." He whispered into her ear, as he slid the ring over her finger.

            Elizabeth glared at her hand, as Remy then held onto it gently, with both of his hands, massaging it. "And we've become one heart since day one, petite. Nothing more, nothing less. It only seems right."

            He then placed his hand under her chin, and gently turned her to face him, "Will you?"

            Elizabeth placed her hands to his face, gently kissing his lips, "Of course I will, Remy."

AN-AWWW! How cute!! Now, I know, it seems like a plan that all of this was done on the same night, right? Well…maybe a little…..that'll all be revealed…MUAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! So…who'll get married first? Well, we'll have to wait and see, right? (melts into a pile of goo over the fluff she just wrote) Okay, now, don't go runnin' out on me! There's more to come! (hands everyone a box of lollipops and sodas to enjoy) WOOHOO! And just so you guys know, the Braddocks are spending the holiday with Wanda, John, (Cuz Wanda's mad at her dad, and John, I don't think he has any family around), Logan and Rogue (But they'll all stop by the institute to say happy holidays, and all that mush) So…WOOHOO! And, appearances from others! WOOHOO!