Disclaimer: I don't own a pencil and I don't own the X-Men. (If Marvel decides to sell them, someone please tell me).
Authors note: I like the word approach because it can be used a lot, e.g. I am approaching insanity; perhaps this is the wrong approach? You are now approaching the end of the author's ramblings. Approach the following story with care, etc. And so without further ado, we approach the beginning of this chapter.
Authors Note#2: I'll probably make a million corrections to this story, just because I cant stand to let it end (it was my first fanfiction)
For those who are new to this, italics are thoughts.
Why is she staring at me? What does she see? I smell fear on her and I wonder what I've done to merit it; then I realize that I'm glaring, so I soften my expression and almost instantly her fear is replaced by confidence. God, her emotions change fast. I look at her expectantly, waiting for her to have the first word. She finally asks, "What are you doing?" I smile at that; she was always going on the defense. But I knew better than to allow her to get on the attack, so I start talkin'. " I'm jus' sittin' gazin' at the clouds." She looks puzzled by my answer. I can see the question in her eyes; I ignore it.
He's ignoring me; he does that when he wants to avoid something, so I ask, "Why are you just gazing at the clouds?" He looks at me with an emotion I that I have no name for and says softly "clouds are beautiful an' Beauty is meant fer' lookin' at."
Her breath catches, She understands my meaning, and my wording and she understands that the next move is hers.
"Is that why you are always looking at her?" I hate myself for the weakness in my voice and for the desperation in my eyes.
I look at her sharply I see what she wants and I want it too "No, I look at her because she's happy and I don't understand how she can be after what she's been through." I see her relief and I see the brief weakness that she struggled to hold down, go away. And she looks at me with a look that makes my heart flutter a look that warms me to the tip of my toes.
He doesn't love her! The thought is in my mind before I can get rid of it. I look at him and prepare to ask him a question.
"Do you find me beautiful?" her voice sounds fragile and I answer honestly "More than I can put inta' words darlin"
I see the honesty and in that moment I love him more than ever and so I tell him. "Logan?" he grunts, "I love you."
And I smiled.
Two forms met in the moonlight, observed by the great Diana, They joined and as one they shouted out into the night, the earth child, the wind rider, together at last.
A/N: Well, It's been a year, I'm sorry for the delay L. The reason for the 'delay' was that my Fan Fiction interest had, for the most part, shifted to 'Harry Potter' and other Fandoms of the book and sometimes video game section, really the only X-men fan fiction that I've read in the past year has been by the authors 'Darlin' and 'paxnirvana', (If you haven't read Their work, Do so!) To all of those reading 'Ice Queen'…I will update eventually.