Disclaimer: I do not own X-men or Batman; the only character I own is Virginia.
A/N: After some deliberation, I decided to write a sequel to Crimson Blood, Crimson Paint. There are several different pairings in the story, but you'll all have to wait and see who they are. ^____^
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The day had begun without a cloud in the sky; it was still freezing outside, but a beautiful day nonetheless. By the time noon rolled around the winds had blown in thick black clouds and it began to snow, hard.
"Damn it's cold!" Bobby shivered shoving open the front door and walked in with Rahne right behind him, "It's snowing so hard it's like walking through shredded paper!"
Rahne rolled her eyes as she pulled off her coat and gloves, hanging them on the coat rack, "Want to go have a cup of hot chocolate?" She asked turning to Bobby who was struggling to undue his zipper.
"Sounds great." He smiled managing to pull his coat off over his head and toss it on the floor under the coat rack as he kicked off his boots.
"Tell me," Rahne started untying her boots and pulled them off, "If you can turn into ice, then why were you so cold out there?"
Bobby shrugged heading into the kitchen, Rahne sighed following behind him.
Logan was leaning against the counter, his arms folded across his chest with a beer in his hand. His eyebrows were raised in surprise and his mouth with slightly open. Rogue was seated at the table staring up at him; a silverish gold bracelet decorated her wrist matching the silver collar clasped around her neck. Her lips twitched up into a smile as she stared at him, her eyes slid over to Bobby and Rahne as the walked into the room.
"Hey guys!" She greeted them, the smile even wider.
Bobby and Rahne stopped in their tracks both looking from Rogue to Logan then back, Bobby took a step back bumping into Rahne who didn't budge.
"Okay… what's going on?" He asked looking worriedly at Rogue, who was actually smiling.
Rogue held up her hand showing them the ring that decorated her finger.
Rahne's eyes widened and she squealed rushing over to Rogue and grabbed her hand, "He proposed to you!? When!??"
Laughing Rogue pulled her hand away from Rahne to look at the ring herself, "Last night." She smiled glancing over at Logan who had managed to compose himself enough to take a sip of his beer.
Bobby inched over to the 'fridge and grabbed himself a beer before hopping onto the counter next to Logan, "'bout time he asked." He smiled popping off the lid of his bottle.
Logan nodded setting his own beer down on the counter, "When ya gonna ask Rahne?" He smirked at the blush that made its' way up Bobby's neck and across his face.
"I'm working on it." He whispered taking a long drink.
Rolling his eyes, Logan pushed himself away from the counter and walked out of the kitchen without either Rahne or Rouge noticing having been so caught up in their conversation. He was making his way up the stairs when the front door swung open and Virginia walked in, threw her bag to the ground, and turned on her heal, her crimson red trench coat billowing out behind her as she struggled to close the door. The icy bitter wind blew inside cooling the foyer slightly before the door closed with a 'thud'. Panting hard, Virginia leaned her back to the door and slowly looked up the stairs to Logan, a weak smile pulled at her lips and she lifted her hand in a half attempt at a wave.
"Hi." She breathed pulling herself away from the door.
Logan smirked walking down the stairs, "Welcome back Red," He stopped in front of her and tilted his head to the side, "What's wrong?" He asked noticing the way Virginia's face dropped suddenly.
"I've got a problem." She sighed wiping the melted snow off her face, "I need to talk to Hank, is he around?"
Logan nodded, "He's in the lab downstairs."
"Thanks." Virginia nodded then started to walk away, pausing she turned back to him and smiled, "It's good to see you again." She then proceeded down the hall to the elevator and disappeared inside.
"You too." Logan whispered then started back up the stairs.
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Life is not what I thought it was-24 hours ago,
Still I'm singin spirit take me up in arms with you.
Yeah I'm not coping out
Not coping out
Not coping out
-24 by Switchfoot
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A/N: Continue? It's up to you, so please review!!