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Chapter Four: The Wolverine's Return
When we heard the motorcycle start, Scott and I turned and looked at one another. Neither of us could believe what had just happened, that the Wolverine had finally returned, after two years of continued absence, with no word about how he was or anything.
Now, don't get me wrong. I had gotten over my childish crush over him, but I still worried about him. After all, he had saved my life, and I still had a part of him in my head. I considered him my friend, and I preferred it that way, because I could never go back to that naïve innocence I had before Jean died, nor did I want to.
Looking at Scott, I could tell he was angry, but he also seemed to be....scared, as if he thought now that Logan was back, I would just leave on the wayside, while I ran into Logan's arms.
"Scott, listen to me. There is nothing to worry about; I am not going to abandon you, even if Logan is back. I don't care about him like that anymore. I love you, not Logan. What I felt for Logan was nothing but a childish infatuation, hero worship. I got over that a long time ago, even before he came back the first time, I just didn't want to admit it. I know you don't feel the same for me as I do for you, but I just had to tell you."
At the end of my speech, I was blushing, so I looked down at my glove- covered fingers. That is, until I felt leather-encased fingers lift my chin up, so I focused on the little dimple in his chin.
"Rogue...Marie, I never thought any of this would happen. I never thought I could let anyone else close to me, not after Jean died. I thought that my heart died with her, and then you came into the kitchen that night. You gave me my heart back, Marie, and when you were hurt, and I thought I had lost you, too, I went crazy. Hank had to sedate me the first few days after you were hurt.
I do love you, how could I not? Even if I can't see colors, only in shades of red, you are still beautiful to me. Your smile, your laugh, your voice gave me a reason to live. You gave me something that I thought never to feel again; hope and love."
I couldn't help it, hearing the things that I never thought to hear in my lifetime, I just burst into tears. Yes, I know, Rogue the Untouchable, Rogue the Invincible, bursting into tears like a child. I astonished even myself that I actually allowed myself to cry. It had been so long since I showed this much emotion.
Scott just grabbed me, pulled me to his muscular chest, and rocked me back and forth, whispering love words the whole time into my ear.
Finally, after the storm had passed, I pulled back. I knew what I had to do, and I knew that Scott knew what I had to do.
"Scott, sugar, I have to talk with Logan, explain a few things. I feel that he should know what has happened in the past two years, I owe that much to him, at least."
"I know, Marie, I know. Although I don't agree that you owe him anything, I understand how you feel. I mean, I am grateful that he saved your life, and I know he does deserve a thank you. Although, I would rather that he stayed away from you, I know that you have to do this. Come on, it's time for supper, and we don't wanna be late."
We left, and went to the dining hall, where I sat down beside both the Proffessor and Scott. Logan didn't show up, so I guessed that he must be doing what he does best besides running: drowning his troubles in booze.
After supper, Scott walked me up to my room, and left me with a passionate kiss. Turning, I walked into my room, and, since I was so tired, just went to the bed, grabbed my nightgown, and went to the bathroom to change and get ready for bed.
When I was done, I shut off the light, and was about to get under the covers when I heard a rustle behind me, then a hand grab my shoulder.
I know, I could be nice and go further, but I won't until I get a few reviews telling me what you think. Is it any good? Let me know how you Like or Dislike this chapter, and I will do my best to write another chapter. Oh, and if anyone has any ideas on a title for this story, please tell me. I am stumped. Thank you for listening to my drabble. Good bye for now. SR4EVER.
Chapter Four: The Wolverine's Return
When we heard the motorcycle start, Scott and I turned and looked at one another. Neither of us could believe what had just happened, that the Wolverine had finally returned, after two years of continued absence, with no word about how he was or anything.
Now, don't get me wrong. I had gotten over my childish crush over him, but I still worried about him. After all, he had saved my life, and I still had a part of him in my head. I considered him my friend, and I preferred it that way, because I could never go back to that naïve innocence I had before Jean died, nor did I want to.
Looking at Scott, I could tell he was angry, but he also seemed to be....scared, as if he thought now that Logan was back, I would just leave on the wayside, while I ran into Logan's arms.
"Scott, listen to me. There is nothing to worry about; I am not going to abandon you, even if Logan is back. I don't care about him like that anymore. I love you, not Logan. What I felt for Logan was nothing but a childish infatuation, hero worship. I got over that a long time ago, even before he came back the first time, I just didn't want to admit it. I know you don't feel the same for me as I do for you, but I just had to tell you."
At the end of my speech, I was blushing, so I looked down at my glove- covered fingers. That is, until I felt leather-encased fingers lift my chin up, so I focused on the little dimple in his chin.
"Rogue...Marie, I never thought any of this would happen. I never thought I could let anyone else close to me, not after Jean died. I thought that my heart died with her, and then you came into the kitchen that night. You gave me my heart back, Marie, and when you were hurt, and I thought I had lost you, too, I went crazy. Hank had to sedate me the first few days after you were hurt.
I do love you, how could I not? Even if I can't see colors, only in shades of red, you are still beautiful to me. Your smile, your laugh, your voice gave me a reason to live. You gave me something that I thought never to feel again; hope and love."
I couldn't help it, hearing the things that I never thought to hear in my lifetime, I just burst into tears. Yes, I know, Rogue the Untouchable, Rogue the Invincible, bursting into tears like a child. I astonished even myself that I actually allowed myself to cry. It had been so long since I showed this much emotion.
Scott just grabbed me, pulled me to his muscular chest, and rocked me back and forth, whispering love words the whole time into my ear.
Finally, after the storm had passed, I pulled back. I knew what I had to do, and I knew that Scott knew what I had to do.
"Scott, sugar, I have to talk with Logan, explain a few things. I feel that he should know what has happened in the past two years, I owe that much to him, at least."
"I know, Marie, I know. Although I don't agree that you owe him anything, I understand how you feel. I mean, I am grateful that he saved your life, and I know he does deserve a thank you. Although, I would rather that he stayed away from you, I know that you have to do this. Come on, it's time for supper, and we don't wanna be late."
We left, and went to the dining hall, where I sat down beside both the Proffessor and Scott. Logan didn't show up, so I guessed that he must be doing what he does best besides running: drowning his troubles in booze.
After supper, Scott walked me up to my room, and left me with a passionate kiss. Turning, I walked into my room, and, since I was so tired, just went to the bed, grabbed my nightgown, and went to the bathroom to change and get ready for bed.
When I was done, I shut off the light, and was about to get under the covers when I heard a rustle behind me, then a hand grab my shoulder.
I know, I could be nice and go further, but I won't until I get a few reviews telling me what you think. Is it any good? Let me know how you Like or Dislike this chapter, and I will do my best to write another chapter. Oh, and if anyone has any ideas on a title for this story, please tell me. I am stumped. Thank you for listening to my drabble. Good bye for now. SR4EVER.