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Chapter 5

"Logan pleases sit." Charles looked sadly at the man that was before him; he was in a terrible state. Logan maybe be a fast healer but Charles doubt you could heal fast enough from the damage not eating, drinking or sleeping did to the body. Logan will surly die if he kept this up, it had been weeks since the last time anyone had see him eat something. It had been three weeks since he was made known of Rogue living in Denver, Pennsylvania.

It was time to tell Logan too.

"What is it Chuck, I've got things to do." Logan sat deflated in the comfortable chair in front of Charles desk. Logan knew he was not the man he once were, he was living on small amounts of food, drink and sleep. He was just trying to find Marie so hard that he didn't have time for other things.

Logan had return to the school a few weeks ago in hopes of hearing some news. Something must have happened in the past few weeks because Charles had been troubled a lot more lately.

"I need you to do some thing for me Logan."

"And what's that bub?"

"Sleep, have a proper meal and drink more than one glass of water."

"Don't tell me, ya worried that big ol' Logan might get sick." Logan chucked at the man sitting in the wheelchair.

"Humour me Logan, come see me again in a few days. You must look a lot better than you do now. Who knows I might have soon information on Rogue for you."

"Are ya blackmailin' me Chuck?" it was Charles turn to laugh.

"More spuds Em?"

"No thanks Mrs Kinsley. Ay couldn't eat another bite. That was wonderful thank ya" Marie sat at the round table surrounded by Berty, his wife and their two kids.

"I've told you plenty of times its Di. Calling me Mrs makes me feel old." Di was the mother of Samuel and Frankie.

"Ay'm sorry Di, ay'll try not ta forget. Do ya mind if ay take Sam and Frankie ta the shop, ay promised them if they was good for meh ay would but them someit." Marie smiled down at the two six years old twins. She looked after them when Di and Berty wanted sometime to them self's.

Sam took after his dad with his looks; he was chubby and had mousy brown hair. Which Marie guessed was Berty's colour before he started to lose his hair. Attitude wise Sam took after his mother, he was sweet and always tried to help but he was a bit slow on the up take at times.

Frankie took after her mother with her looks; she was tall and slim, had long dark brown hair. Di was a beautiful woman; Marie was surprised the first time Marie saw her she didn't expect Berty to be able to get such a woman. Di looked very high standard but she had a heart of gold. Frankie's attitude was neither her mothers nor for fathers. It was the mixture of the two. She could be bossy like her dad but at the same time to it in a way that was sweet.

When the twins was together though they was a lot to handle.

"Sure thing Em, I cant thank you enough for taking the twins of our hands the other night. I've never been so carefree in years. No one but myself to worry about. It was a nice for me and Berty here to have a night out." Di smiled sweetly at her husband. "Just no sweets, they are going to bed in a couple of hours and I don't want them on a sugar hype night thanks."

"If they do get any sweets, ay'll make sure they wont eat it until tomorrow. Ay promise." Marie helped the children from the dinning table. The children ran to the hall ways cries of excitement could be heard in the dinning room.

"You're a really help around the house Marie the children look up to you like an older sister" Berty smiled, patting his rounded stomach.

"Ay'm startin to think of them as meh brother and sister too, ay was an only child." Marie smiled back. "Ay can never stop thankin ya for letting meh stay here, ya both been really kind to meh. Ay wish ay could pay ya back."

"Don't be silly dear, you've been a great help around the house, it should be us who should pay you back." Di reached her hand from the table and gave Marie's hand a firm squeeze.

"Emily!" Sam called out from the hall.

"Ay guess I better get going. See ya in about five minutes."

"So chuck, do I look any healthier?" Logan had a cigar clenched between his teeth. Logan had to admit to himself he was wasting away. It was nice of Charles to blackmail him into eating and sleeping right for a few days.

"You look the best you have in weeks."

"I'll take that as a complement." Logan smiled. "So I've done my end of it, now it's your turn. What news ya got chuck?"

"I know where Rogue is. She is currently living in Denver, Pennsylvania."

"Really? That's great! When did you find out?" This was indeed the best news Logan had heard ever since Jean had died.

"Just over three weeks." Charles watched as the information was registered in Logan's head. Charles had not looked forward to admitting this information since he had decided to tell Logan.

"And you didn't think of telling me sooner? What kind of man are you? You've let that kid wonder about for three weeks when you knew where she was? You knew I was looking for her, I've looked a fool for the past few weeks!"

"It is amazing how you change things so it's centred on you." Charles moved from behind his desk until he was next to Logan. "I'm surprised and let down at your ability to remain focused upon your self. Rogue has indeed been away for three weeks with me knowing where she is, but she is no longer a kid. This is about what Rogue feels she needs to do."

"But its my fault she's left I should be the one the one who goes out for her."

"How is your fault Logan? Did something happen before she left which put you to blame?" Charles looked sombrely into Logan's eyes

"No of cause not, Chuck. I said I would look after her, I promised even. And I can't keep that promise if she's not here for me to look after her."

"When she was here how often did you look after her then? If I remember correctly you were to wrapped up in wooing a certain red head to notice our blossoming Rogue." Charles moved across the door to leave his office. "I have told you all I know about Rogue, you know where she is, please do not go out looking for her. Let her return to us in her own time."

"I can't do that chuck." Logan stood up from his seat and pulled out a cigar from his pocket.

"Then there is little I can do to stop you. Goodnight Logan." Charles left the office and Logan was alone in the middle of it chewing thoughtfully on his cigar. Of course Logan was going to find her, it was his fault after all.

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