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I want to. And don't you want to read my fic?
Authors Note: Ok a little catch up. Logan now is raising Rogue. Remember how Logan used to work for the government or some secret part of it. Well in my fic, him and Mystique both worked there, and this how they know and trust each other. but Raven being Raven left the group and became a terrorist. Oh and they both know Destiny pretty well for future reference, I want ch. 3 to focus on Logan and Rogue's history, so I know there is another after this, but if I get stuck I will not leave you hanging. Enjoy.
Drifters
Chapter 3: What's In A Name? Part 2
A Boy, A Horse, And A New Name
7 Years Later (from when Logan received Rogue.)
" And there off." The bells rang and the announcers voice echoed threw the stadium. Logan and Marie hadn't traveled much but Logan was a restless man, so they traveled every so often. When Logan first got Marie he got help for a year or so from his friend Ororo Munroe. She had recently been named an Aunt so she didn't mind having Logan stay with her and her family (Evan's parents.) until Marie was a bit older so Logan could have her travel with him easily. Not that he minded, him and Ororo had always been good friends and that year they spent together they got pretty close.
Like Logan promised he sent Raven a letter to tell her how Marie was doing. By the time Marie was 2 and a half her and Logan had moved out. Logan being interested in Marie's soon to be powers searched to find Irene. (Aka Destiny.) They new she lived somewhere in the South so they spent most of their time searching. Thus Marie developed he accent that we all know and love.
Getting board with the scenery Logan decided he needed a change, so with out finding Irene they left the south. After leaving Logan and Marie found themselves in Washington. Itching to do some gambling Logan took Marie to the horse races at Emerald Downs.
" Alright Stripes to day I'm going to show you how to earn your keep." Logan said to her as they sat down a one of the tables inside. Right next to the window and big screen TV to see the races.
Marie nodded not to sure what he was talking about. She was eight years old with long auburn hair that reached an inch or two below her shoulders. She also had white streaks of hair framing her face. Her hair was pulled back into two low pigtails with small wisps of white hair framing her face. She wore a pair of blue jeans and lightweight brown boots, a red t-shirt saying: Drama Queen. Over a white long sleeved shirt. Along with a pair of black gloves with the fingers cut off, and of course her silver necklace. She was a skinny cute little girl coming up on her teen years.
" Come here." Logan said gesturing for her to stand next to him. " I'm gonna show you something."
" Alright." She said in a sweet voice. She got down from her chair and walked around the table next to him.
" I'm going to show you the basics about horse racing. Now look here, were in the third race, so.you can pick one of these horses and I'll bet on um for ya. I'll start you out for five bucks and see where that takes ya." Logan then processed to explain as much as he could to Marie about horse racing and was pretty sure she under stood most of it, with how the odds and how to place a win, place, show bet.
" How 'bout dat one?" Marie said pointing to a random horse.
" Rogue Belle. Ok I'll go place the bet.how much you want to bet?" Logan asked as he eyed the program one more time to pick a horse for himself.
" Ah need mah moneh first." Marie said as she put her hand out for him putting the money in.
Logan was a little unsure this horse has never raced before and was going against some of the best horses. It had 1 to 12 odds and was owned by some private stable Le Beau something. But Logan new she was as stubborn as her mother so he watched as she took the five ones he handed her and gave him four back.
" Ah want t' bet him t'.win." Marie said as she tried to remember her fifteen-minute lesson of how to bet on horse racing.
" You sure?" Logan asked. Marie just nodded in response. " Alright.wait here." Logan said as he got up and placed his and her bets.
When he got back Marie was looking out the window admiring the horses.
"And they're off.." Once again the bells rang and he announcers voice echoed threw out the stadium. Logan didn't really listen; he was to preoccupied by the woman watching Marie. He inhaled deeply and recognized the scent instantly. ' Raven.' The woman looked at him and smiled. She wore a blue dress, white shoes and purse with brown hair and eyes.
Logan looked back to Marie and then back to Raven, but she was gone. He did see a bus boy walking away and knew it was her.
" Logan look at dat." Marie tugged on his arm snapping him out of his daze, while she pointed to the screen. An auburn horse with white stripes that ran from her ears down right next to her eyes, and down along her cheeks slowly blending into the rest of the auburn hair. The horse seemed really edgy, more like it was in a bad mood. Shown in the winner's circle, the owner and jockey were a few feet away posing for pictures.
But that's not what caught Marie's eyes. It was the little boy petting the horse. He must have been nine or ten years old. He wore a pair of black pants, a blue t-shirt under a brown coat. He had short brown hair that was being blown in the wind and he had a pair of sunglasses hiding his eyes.
" Well what do you know." Logan smiled as he followed Marie's finger. " What?" Logan wasn't getting it. All she was pointing to was the kid petting the horse.
" That, ah want t' pet th' horses." Marie said energetically.
" I don't know if you'll be able to pet um, but you can get pretty close." Logan began to pick up his things, and took Marie outside after cashing in her winning ticket. Marie won about 15 dollars on her bet and Logan.well he wasn't so lucky.
They walked outside; lucky it was a nice hot summer day. It was June 21, the first day of summer. They reached the stables for the horses that had already raced or will be racing in future races, Marie just stood silent as she watched the horses. Logan opened his program to see if he liked anyone for the feature race
' Wow' Marie thought. She wanted to get closer so she snuck under the rope and left Logan, he was only ten feet away and there was this horse Marie completely fell in love with. The horse itself was a short-tempered horse, with a bad attitude. She was an auburn color with white stripes that ran from her ears down right next to her eyes and down along her cheeks slowly blending into the rest of her auburn hair.
Slowly Marie approached the horse. The trainers or owner was nowhere in sight so why not go up and pet her. She was less then two feet away; she looked back to Logan whom was eyeing his program carefully. Occasionally glancing at her, but just let her be. Logan didn't get along to well with horses.
Slowly she reached out her hand to the horse; slowly she brushed her hand over the horses back. The horse brought her head down to look at the four- foot 11-inch child right next to her. Marie looked into the horses deep brown eyes, slowly removing her hand from her, and brought it up to her face.
Marie eyed the horse's streaks of white and smiled as she traced them. " Hey ah've got stripes like you." Marie said as, with the other and she showed the horse her own white stripes.
It was then that a stable boy came back and was shocked this little girl had calmed the wild horse.
" Hey kid you're not supposed to be here." As soon as he spoke, he took a step foreword causing the horse to become very protective and wild of the little girl.
The boy jumped back when the horse somewhat lunged at him, and decided to leave her be.
" Well now chere looks like de fillie's taken a shine ta ya." The same little boy Marie had seen on TV was right next her. Causing her too jump a bit. What mad her upset was the fact she didn't hear him coming.
" Y' know what 'er name is?" Marie questioned as she began to stroke the horse's mane again.
" Some call 'er pain in de ass, others stubborn as hell. But me I got t' name 'er, seein' as how she be mine." But the little boy was cut off.
" She's y'horse?" Marie asked in disbelief. She still continued to stroke the horse, but was eyeing the little boy with sunglasses, a brown coat, and black jeans. Along with cute wind blown brown hair. She was eyeing him closely.
" Oui, Remy got 'er for his birthday." The boy said with a nod, in a mild tone folding his arms over his chest.
" Who's Remy, Ah thought you said dis horse was y'eres? (Yours.)" Marie asked suspiciously.
" Ya lookin' at 'im." Remy said putting his hands to his chest to reveal a pair black fingerless gloves, like Marie's. " Me and my Pa own two horses and race um through his uncles stable." Marie took the time to look at Logan. He was staring right at them, he didn't look upset, but he didn't look happy either.
She gave him a smile and a small wave to let him know she was fine, and he nodded in response. He was five, ten feet away and Marie knew he could hear every thing that was being said, and if needed he would be there in the blink of an eye. Remy of course saw this transaction but chose to ignore it.
" What's 'er name?" Marie asked again, looking at the horse.
" Oh, da Rogue Belle. Like you." Remy said in a sweet tone. Even at the age of nine, Remy Le Beau was still quite the charmer.
" Rogue Belle." She tested the sound of it. "Ah love dat name.it fits..ah guess your right 'bout meh." Marie said absently.
" Y'goin' t' tell me y'name pettie." He asked again.
" No." She said smirk.
" Noh?"
" Well ah don't like mah name." She said looking down to her necklace and holding it for a moment, sighing.
" Den I'll give y' a new one." He said in a high voice.
" Really?" She asked, looking at Logan, whom looked a little upset but gave her a nodd of approval. Marie just couldn't figure out what he was so afraid of, from what she'd seen horses had always been really big, and really sweet. So what was Logan's problem, but Marie just shrugged it off and refocused her attention to Remy.
Remy nodded with a smile as he looked at her. " Well chere seein' as how y' like 'er. " he gestured to Rogue Belle. " And y' both have dem white streaks so." the little boy looked up to the roof of the stable as if he would find the name up there. " Rogue." He said simply, still looking up, but then slowly looking down at her.
" Huh?"
" Rogue.y't' special to be a belle and well y'lone so Rogue fits. Plus I love de name ma self. Ever since he read de Black Belle. Always though it should have been Rogue though. Seein' as how de horse was well a rogue." He said flashing her his best smile. Well Marie was less then impressed, on the outside at least. Logan had already clued her in on guys like Remy, but at the time she didn't really see why, but she was glad she new, if not she would had done something stupid. She didn't know what, but she knew it would have been stupid.
" Well aren't ya th' smooth talker." Marie said a little annoyed placing a hand on her hip. Even at the age of eight she had an attitude.
" Y' don't like de name?" he asked with a fake pout, except a small very tiny piece of him was hurt. (And I mean small, like the size of a pinhead. But it was still there.)
" Nah ah like it." She said angelically.
" REMY Y'FRIEND AND Y' GET GOIN'" A man with the same accent as Remy yelled out, as they began to gather up some horses to load um up for the next race in a bit.
" Right Pa." Remy yelled back, looking to Rogue, whom had began to walk back over to Logan. " Wait chere." Remy called out after her.
The little girl in pigtails turned round to see the little boy in the brown coat and sunglasses run up to her. " Yah?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
" I just wanted t' say good bye chere." Remy said as he took her semi gloved hand in his semi gloved hand and brought it up to his lips softly kissing the leather cloth of her gloves. He smiled at the small blush that slowly spread to her cheeks. ' Pa was right dey do blush.' Remy thought slyly. He heard a low growl and looked to see a rather tall, muscular man glaring at him.
The boy backed up slowly , releasing Rogue's hand he smiled his usual smile. Then tipped his sunglasses to reveal a pair of red on black pair of demon eyes. Then quickly turned and walked away.
To say Rogue was shocked would have been an understatement; those eyes memorized Rogue. Before realizing it she and Logan were walking away from the stables.
It was pretty empty now most people left after the feature race so Logan and Marie were just walking around, enjoying the scenery. Logan didn't really say anything to her about the boy named Remy, but she knew it was coming.
" Hey Stripes." he began. " I've told you about guys right." Logan was rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. He hated it when he was forced to be in a parent mode.
" Ya Logan, don't worry ah know." Marie said instantly. 'Eight years old and ah already have had a sex talk.' Marie thought, as a long silence rolled in. Marie was the first to break it though. " Hey Logan?"
" Yah." He said absently.
" Ya have two names right?" Marie looked up at him, but Logan just stared straight ahead.
" Your point?" He asked with a nod.
" So shouldn't ah have two?" She asked innocently.
He really didn't know how to answer that so he just glanced to her and gave her a raised eyebrow.
" Well ah've always hated mah name so."
" So you want to use the name that kid gave ya?" Logan knew where she was going with this.
" Well in a way it kind of fits." Marie said matter of fact.
" Oh.how so." Again Logan raised an eyebrow at the child.
" Well ah'm a loner, and when mah powers come ah'll have ta leave." Marie said sadly.
" What makes ya say that?" Logan asked softly.
" Ah'll be a danger t' ya." Rogue averted her gaze and became very interested with her boots. For some reason she felt a single tear make its way down her cheek. She didn't reach to whip it off cause then Logan would see that she was crying, so she chose to ignore it.
Unfortunately for Marie, Logan could smell the ears that were welling up in her eyes. " And who said that. Stripes I'm more of a danger to myself then you." Logan got down on his knees to be eye to eye with her. " If anything Stripes you keep me alive. If not for you what reason would I have for waking up in the morning?" he asked with a smile to try and help lighten the mood.
Rogue smiled and whipped away the tears that had descended down her cheeks. " Y' really mean dat?" She questioned quietly.
" Ya I really do Rogue.Would I lie to you?" Rogue didn't miss the fact he called her Rogue, she just smiled. He placed his hands on her shoulders smiling right at her.
" No." She said simply, the reached out and hugged him, bringing her arms around his neck.
" Stripes promise me that you won't leave because you feel you're a threat to me." He said seriously as he returned her hug. His only reply was a faint nod of her head. " Okay then, you know that you can talk to be about anything right?" He drew back a little to look her square in the eye.
" Yup." The eight year old replied cutely.
" Good." Logan stood up and the two began walking to the truck.
" Hey Logan." She saw him nod and continued. " 'bout talking t' ya 'bout anythin'."
" Yah." He looked down to her, and again raised an eyebrow.
" Ya know dat boy, Remy, ah think he's kind of cute." Rogue said with a mischievous smile.
Logan stopped dead in his tracks, and looked down at the little girl, with a totally funny look of pure shock and horror combine. " Stripes let me rephrase that.any thing but THAT." Logan put the stress on 'that'. As to tell her never mention if you think a guy is cute in my presence again.
Rogue just laughed and grabbed his hand, as the walked hand in hand through the huge Emerald Down parking lot.
Author Note: Ok I'm done, thank God. This chapter is to all the Remy fans out there. I have one more I've started writing. It is when Rogue first gets her powers. So please review and the next part should be out next week. PLEASE REVIEW! Review make my day. : )
Authors Note: Ok a little catch up. Logan now is raising Rogue. Remember how Logan used to work for the government or some secret part of it. Well in my fic, him and Mystique both worked there, and this how they know and trust each other. but Raven being Raven left the group and became a terrorist. Oh and they both know Destiny pretty well for future reference, I want ch. 3 to focus on Logan and Rogue's history, so I know there is another after this, but if I get stuck I will not leave you hanging. Enjoy.
Drifters
Chapter 3: What's In A Name? Part 2
A Boy, A Horse, And A New Name
7 Years Later (from when Logan received Rogue.)
" And there off." The bells rang and the announcers voice echoed threw the stadium. Logan and Marie hadn't traveled much but Logan was a restless man, so they traveled every so often. When Logan first got Marie he got help for a year or so from his friend Ororo Munroe. She had recently been named an Aunt so she didn't mind having Logan stay with her and her family (Evan's parents.) until Marie was a bit older so Logan could have her travel with him easily. Not that he minded, him and Ororo had always been good friends and that year they spent together they got pretty close.
Like Logan promised he sent Raven a letter to tell her how Marie was doing. By the time Marie was 2 and a half her and Logan had moved out. Logan being interested in Marie's soon to be powers searched to find Irene. (Aka Destiny.) They new she lived somewhere in the South so they spent most of their time searching. Thus Marie developed he accent that we all know and love.
Getting board with the scenery Logan decided he needed a change, so with out finding Irene they left the south. After leaving Logan and Marie found themselves in Washington. Itching to do some gambling Logan took Marie to the horse races at Emerald Downs.
" Alright Stripes to day I'm going to show you how to earn your keep." Logan said to her as they sat down a one of the tables inside. Right next to the window and big screen TV to see the races.
Marie nodded not to sure what he was talking about. She was eight years old with long auburn hair that reached an inch or two below her shoulders. She also had white streaks of hair framing her face. Her hair was pulled back into two low pigtails with small wisps of white hair framing her face. She wore a pair of blue jeans and lightweight brown boots, a red t-shirt saying: Drama Queen. Over a white long sleeved shirt. Along with a pair of black gloves with the fingers cut off, and of course her silver necklace. She was a skinny cute little girl coming up on her teen years.
" Come here." Logan said gesturing for her to stand next to him. " I'm gonna show you something."
" Alright." She said in a sweet voice. She got down from her chair and walked around the table next to him.
" I'm going to show you the basics about horse racing. Now look here, were in the third race, so.you can pick one of these horses and I'll bet on um for ya. I'll start you out for five bucks and see where that takes ya." Logan then processed to explain as much as he could to Marie about horse racing and was pretty sure she under stood most of it, with how the odds and how to place a win, place, show bet.
" How 'bout dat one?" Marie said pointing to a random horse.
" Rogue Belle. Ok I'll go place the bet.how much you want to bet?" Logan asked as he eyed the program one more time to pick a horse for himself.
" Ah need mah moneh first." Marie said as she put her hand out for him putting the money in.
Logan was a little unsure this horse has never raced before and was going against some of the best horses. It had 1 to 12 odds and was owned by some private stable Le Beau something. But Logan new she was as stubborn as her mother so he watched as she took the five ones he handed her and gave him four back.
" Ah want t' bet him t'.win." Marie said as she tried to remember her fifteen-minute lesson of how to bet on horse racing.
" You sure?" Logan asked. Marie just nodded in response. " Alright.wait here." Logan said as he got up and placed his and her bets.
When he got back Marie was looking out the window admiring the horses.
"And they're off.." Once again the bells rang and he announcers voice echoed threw out the stadium. Logan didn't really listen; he was to preoccupied by the woman watching Marie. He inhaled deeply and recognized the scent instantly. ' Raven.' The woman looked at him and smiled. She wore a blue dress, white shoes and purse with brown hair and eyes.
Logan looked back to Marie and then back to Raven, but she was gone. He did see a bus boy walking away and knew it was her.
" Logan look at dat." Marie tugged on his arm snapping him out of his daze, while she pointed to the screen. An auburn horse with white stripes that ran from her ears down right next to her eyes, and down along her cheeks slowly blending into the rest of the auburn hair. The horse seemed really edgy, more like it was in a bad mood. Shown in the winner's circle, the owner and jockey were a few feet away posing for pictures.
But that's not what caught Marie's eyes. It was the little boy petting the horse. He must have been nine or ten years old. He wore a pair of black pants, a blue t-shirt under a brown coat. He had short brown hair that was being blown in the wind and he had a pair of sunglasses hiding his eyes.
" Well what do you know." Logan smiled as he followed Marie's finger. " What?" Logan wasn't getting it. All she was pointing to was the kid petting the horse.
" That, ah want t' pet th' horses." Marie said energetically.
" I don't know if you'll be able to pet um, but you can get pretty close." Logan began to pick up his things, and took Marie outside after cashing in her winning ticket. Marie won about 15 dollars on her bet and Logan.well he wasn't so lucky.
They walked outside; lucky it was a nice hot summer day. It was June 21, the first day of summer. They reached the stables for the horses that had already raced or will be racing in future races, Marie just stood silent as she watched the horses. Logan opened his program to see if he liked anyone for the feature race
' Wow' Marie thought. She wanted to get closer so she snuck under the rope and left Logan, he was only ten feet away and there was this horse Marie completely fell in love with. The horse itself was a short-tempered horse, with a bad attitude. She was an auburn color with white stripes that ran from her ears down right next to her eyes and down along her cheeks slowly blending into the rest of her auburn hair.
Slowly Marie approached the horse. The trainers or owner was nowhere in sight so why not go up and pet her. She was less then two feet away; she looked back to Logan whom was eyeing his program carefully. Occasionally glancing at her, but just let her be. Logan didn't get along to well with horses.
Slowly she reached out her hand to the horse; slowly she brushed her hand over the horses back. The horse brought her head down to look at the four- foot 11-inch child right next to her. Marie looked into the horses deep brown eyes, slowly removing her hand from her, and brought it up to her face.
Marie eyed the horse's streaks of white and smiled as she traced them. " Hey ah've got stripes like you." Marie said as, with the other and she showed the horse her own white stripes.
It was then that a stable boy came back and was shocked this little girl had calmed the wild horse.
" Hey kid you're not supposed to be here." As soon as he spoke, he took a step foreword causing the horse to become very protective and wild of the little girl.
The boy jumped back when the horse somewhat lunged at him, and decided to leave her be.
" Well now chere looks like de fillie's taken a shine ta ya." The same little boy Marie had seen on TV was right next her. Causing her too jump a bit. What mad her upset was the fact she didn't hear him coming.
" Y' know what 'er name is?" Marie questioned as she began to stroke the horse's mane again.
" Some call 'er pain in de ass, others stubborn as hell. But me I got t' name 'er, seein' as how she be mine." But the little boy was cut off.
" She's y'horse?" Marie asked in disbelief. She still continued to stroke the horse, but was eyeing the little boy with sunglasses, a brown coat, and black jeans. Along with cute wind blown brown hair. She was eyeing him closely.
" Oui, Remy got 'er for his birthday." The boy said with a nod, in a mild tone folding his arms over his chest.
" Who's Remy, Ah thought you said dis horse was y'eres? (Yours.)" Marie asked suspiciously.
" Ya lookin' at 'im." Remy said putting his hands to his chest to reveal a pair black fingerless gloves, like Marie's. " Me and my Pa own two horses and race um through his uncles stable." Marie took the time to look at Logan. He was staring right at them, he didn't look upset, but he didn't look happy either.
She gave him a smile and a small wave to let him know she was fine, and he nodded in response. He was five, ten feet away and Marie knew he could hear every thing that was being said, and if needed he would be there in the blink of an eye. Remy of course saw this transaction but chose to ignore it.
" What's 'er name?" Marie asked again, looking at the horse.
" Oh, da Rogue Belle. Like you." Remy said in a sweet tone. Even at the age of nine, Remy Le Beau was still quite the charmer.
" Rogue Belle." She tested the sound of it. "Ah love dat name.it fits..ah guess your right 'bout meh." Marie said absently.
" Y'goin' t' tell me y'name pettie." He asked again.
" No." She said smirk.
" Noh?"
" Well ah don't like mah name." She said looking down to her necklace and holding it for a moment, sighing.
" Den I'll give y' a new one." He said in a high voice.
" Really?" She asked, looking at Logan, whom looked a little upset but gave her a nodd of approval. Marie just couldn't figure out what he was so afraid of, from what she'd seen horses had always been really big, and really sweet. So what was Logan's problem, but Marie just shrugged it off and refocused her attention to Remy.
Remy nodded with a smile as he looked at her. " Well chere seein' as how y' like 'er. " he gestured to Rogue Belle. " And y' both have dem white streaks so." the little boy looked up to the roof of the stable as if he would find the name up there. " Rogue." He said simply, still looking up, but then slowly looking down at her.
" Huh?"
" Rogue.y't' special to be a belle and well y'lone so Rogue fits. Plus I love de name ma self. Ever since he read de Black Belle. Always though it should have been Rogue though. Seein' as how de horse was well a rogue." He said flashing her his best smile. Well Marie was less then impressed, on the outside at least. Logan had already clued her in on guys like Remy, but at the time she didn't really see why, but she was glad she new, if not she would had done something stupid. She didn't know what, but she knew it would have been stupid.
" Well aren't ya th' smooth talker." Marie said a little annoyed placing a hand on her hip. Even at the age of eight she had an attitude.
" Y' don't like de name?" he asked with a fake pout, except a small very tiny piece of him was hurt. (And I mean small, like the size of a pinhead. But it was still there.)
" Nah ah like it." She said angelically.
" REMY Y'FRIEND AND Y' GET GOIN'" A man with the same accent as Remy yelled out, as they began to gather up some horses to load um up for the next race in a bit.
" Right Pa." Remy yelled back, looking to Rogue, whom had began to walk back over to Logan. " Wait chere." Remy called out after her.
The little girl in pigtails turned round to see the little boy in the brown coat and sunglasses run up to her. " Yah?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
" I just wanted t' say good bye chere." Remy said as he took her semi gloved hand in his semi gloved hand and brought it up to his lips softly kissing the leather cloth of her gloves. He smiled at the small blush that slowly spread to her cheeks. ' Pa was right dey do blush.' Remy thought slyly. He heard a low growl and looked to see a rather tall, muscular man glaring at him.
The boy backed up slowly , releasing Rogue's hand he smiled his usual smile. Then tipped his sunglasses to reveal a pair of red on black pair of demon eyes. Then quickly turned and walked away.
To say Rogue was shocked would have been an understatement; those eyes memorized Rogue. Before realizing it she and Logan were walking away from the stables.
It was pretty empty now most people left after the feature race so Logan and Marie were just walking around, enjoying the scenery. Logan didn't really say anything to her about the boy named Remy, but she knew it was coming.
" Hey Stripes." he began. " I've told you about guys right." Logan was rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. He hated it when he was forced to be in a parent mode.
" Ya Logan, don't worry ah know." Marie said instantly. 'Eight years old and ah already have had a sex talk.' Marie thought, as a long silence rolled in. Marie was the first to break it though. " Hey Logan?"
" Yah." He said absently.
" Ya have two names right?" Marie looked up at him, but Logan just stared straight ahead.
" Your point?" He asked with a nod.
" So shouldn't ah have two?" She asked innocently.
He really didn't know how to answer that so he just glanced to her and gave her a raised eyebrow.
" Well ah've always hated mah name so."
" So you want to use the name that kid gave ya?" Logan knew where she was going with this.
" Well in a way it kind of fits." Marie said matter of fact.
" Oh.how so." Again Logan raised an eyebrow at the child.
" Well ah'm a loner, and when mah powers come ah'll have ta leave." Marie said sadly.
" What makes ya say that?" Logan asked softly.
" Ah'll be a danger t' ya." Rogue averted her gaze and became very interested with her boots. For some reason she felt a single tear make its way down her cheek. She didn't reach to whip it off cause then Logan would see that she was crying, so she chose to ignore it.
Unfortunately for Marie, Logan could smell the ears that were welling up in her eyes. " And who said that. Stripes I'm more of a danger to myself then you." Logan got down on his knees to be eye to eye with her. " If anything Stripes you keep me alive. If not for you what reason would I have for waking up in the morning?" he asked with a smile to try and help lighten the mood.
Rogue smiled and whipped away the tears that had descended down her cheeks. " Y' really mean dat?" She questioned quietly.
" Ya I really do Rogue.Would I lie to you?" Rogue didn't miss the fact he called her Rogue, she just smiled. He placed his hands on her shoulders smiling right at her.
" No." She said simply, the reached out and hugged him, bringing her arms around his neck.
" Stripes promise me that you won't leave because you feel you're a threat to me." He said seriously as he returned her hug. His only reply was a faint nod of her head. " Okay then, you know that you can talk to be about anything right?" He drew back a little to look her square in the eye.
" Yup." The eight year old replied cutely.
" Good." Logan stood up and the two began walking to the truck.
" Hey Logan." She saw him nod and continued. " 'bout talking t' ya 'bout anythin'."
" Yah." He looked down to her, and again raised an eyebrow.
" Ya know dat boy, Remy, ah think he's kind of cute." Rogue said with a mischievous smile.
Logan stopped dead in his tracks, and looked down at the little girl, with a totally funny look of pure shock and horror combine. " Stripes let me rephrase that.any thing but THAT." Logan put the stress on 'that'. As to tell her never mention if you think a guy is cute in my presence again.
Rogue just laughed and grabbed his hand, as the walked hand in hand through the huge Emerald Down parking lot.
Author Note: Ok I'm done, thank God. This chapter is to all the Remy fans out there. I have one more I've started writing. It is when Rogue first gets her powers. So please review and the next part should be out next week. PLEASE REVIEW! Review make my day. : )