Hello, everyone. I am sorry for the delay in updating. I went to
Arizona, and stayed longer than expected.
I am sending a special thanx out to those folks who took the time to leave a review. For that, you get a cookie grins. It means a lot to me when people let me know their opinions.
And so, without further ado, the Third Chapter.
It was a couple of days before Hank let me out of the med lab. He kept me there under constant observation, to make sure I didn't hurt myself.
I didn't, but it doesn't mean that I wasn't tempted. Feeling her in my head, seeing the things she had done, hearing the things she said was slowly driving me insane.
Scott was the only thing that was keeping me sane through this whole ordeal. He was always there when I needed him, he listened to me when I had to talk, he held me when I cried, and he stayed with me when I didn't want to be alone.
At first, I took him for granted; only thinking of myself, never once considering how he might feel. It took me a month before I finally realized, or even gave a thought, to what I had been doing.
It was as if I had forgotten about what he was going through, which had to be a hundred times worse than the pain I was feeling.
As soon as that realization came to me, I knew what I had to do. Somehow, I had to make this up to him: I would take care of him, instead of him taking care of me. I had taken too much from him already. It was time for me to give back what I had so callously taken.
So, that night was the beginning of ScottandRogue, best friends, and team mates. We were inseparable, almost always together. We would watch each other's backs during missions, and if one of us got hurt, the other would stay and keep vigil at the bedside.
It stayed that way, the best of friends, until even the smallest of things that he did became important to me. I slowly started down the spiral into love. I have no idea how it happened, I certainly didn't plan it. After all, I had thought for so long that I was in love with Logan.
Then, the day came that Logan came back. Scott and I had been sparring in the Danger Room, when Scott landed a very hard punch in my jaw.
"Jesus, Scott, you tryin' to break my jaw or somethin'?"
He walked over, and put his hand on my jaw, then looked in my eyes.
"I am so sorry, Rogue. I didn't mean to hit so hard."
"Hey, it's ok, sugar."
I leaned up to kiss him on the cheek with a scarf covering my mouth, and he turned his head at the same time, and kissed me on the mouth. He had put his arms around me, deepening the kiss, when a furious voice interrupted into our haze.
"Marie, what the HELL do you think you're doing?!!"
We broke apart quickly, and we looked into the face of a very brassed off Wolverine.
"What's it look like I'm doin', Logan? I'm bein' happy."
"You were kissing Scooter! How is that being happy?! And how could you do that to me? You were supposed to be in love with me, not One-Eye here!"
"It's been two years, Logan! What did you expect me to do? Pine for you for the rest of my life?! No way, not even for you, Logan. You gave up your rights to have me when you left, so I suggest you keep your opinions to yourself, unless you want me to kick your ass."
Logan clenched and unclenched his fists, opened his mouth, then turned and stomped out the door. The front door slammed, and then Scott's motorcycle was started.
All right, I am going to end here. I promise to update more often now that I am back.
OH, if anyone would like to beta my stories, or give me ideas, please do so. Just send me an e-mail, and let me know what you think. Thank you for reading and reviewing. SR4EVER
I am sending a special thanx out to those folks who took the time to leave a review. For that, you get a cookie grins. It means a lot to me when people let me know their opinions.
And so, without further ado, the Third Chapter.
It was a couple of days before Hank let me out of the med lab. He kept me there under constant observation, to make sure I didn't hurt myself.
I didn't, but it doesn't mean that I wasn't tempted. Feeling her in my head, seeing the things she had done, hearing the things she said was slowly driving me insane.
Scott was the only thing that was keeping me sane through this whole ordeal. He was always there when I needed him, he listened to me when I had to talk, he held me when I cried, and he stayed with me when I didn't want to be alone.
At first, I took him for granted; only thinking of myself, never once considering how he might feel. It took me a month before I finally realized, or even gave a thought, to what I had been doing.
It was as if I had forgotten about what he was going through, which had to be a hundred times worse than the pain I was feeling.
As soon as that realization came to me, I knew what I had to do. Somehow, I had to make this up to him: I would take care of him, instead of him taking care of me. I had taken too much from him already. It was time for me to give back what I had so callously taken.
So, that night was the beginning of ScottandRogue, best friends, and team mates. We were inseparable, almost always together. We would watch each other's backs during missions, and if one of us got hurt, the other would stay and keep vigil at the bedside.
It stayed that way, the best of friends, until even the smallest of things that he did became important to me. I slowly started down the spiral into love. I have no idea how it happened, I certainly didn't plan it. After all, I had thought for so long that I was in love with Logan.
Then, the day came that Logan came back. Scott and I had been sparring in the Danger Room, when Scott landed a very hard punch in my jaw.
"Jesus, Scott, you tryin' to break my jaw or somethin'?"
He walked over, and put his hand on my jaw, then looked in my eyes.
"I am so sorry, Rogue. I didn't mean to hit so hard."
"Hey, it's ok, sugar."
I leaned up to kiss him on the cheek with a scarf covering my mouth, and he turned his head at the same time, and kissed me on the mouth. He had put his arms around me, deepening the kiss, when a furious voice interrupted into our haze.
"Marie, what the HELL do you think you're doing?!!"
We broke apart quickly, and we looked into the face of a very brassed off Wolverine.
"What's it look like I'm doin', Logan? I'm bein' happy."
"You were kissing Scooter! How is that being happy?! And how could you do that to me? You were supposed to be in love with me, not One-Eye here!"
"It's been two years, Logan! What did you expect me to do? Pine for you for the rest of my life?! No way, not even for you, Logan. You gave up your rights to have me when you left, so I suggest you keep your opinions to yourself, unless you want me to kick your ass."
Logan clenched and unclenched his fists, opened his mouth, then turned and stomped out the door. The front door slammed, and then Scott's motorcycle was started.
All right, I am going to end here. I promise to update more often now that I am back.
OH, if anyone would like to beta my stories, or give me ideas, please do so. Just send me an e-mail, and let me know what you think. Thank you for reading and reviewing. SR4EVER