Tis be a pure Logan and Marie chapter.

Chapter 12

Marie walked into the kitchen around one in the morning. She had trouble sleeping in the past but it was never as bad as it was to night. This night had been different because she had dreamt that Sam had been taken and it was some how all her fault, she woke up screaming after she had fount his dead body. Deciding she need a nice glass of water or something stronger if she could find it she made her way to the kitchen. Which was where she was now and so was Logan. They hadn't talked much to each other since he found her crying in bed earlier. Well there wasn't much time for her to speak to him because after Sam results she had spoken to Xavier about staying at the school.

"Morning." Logan grunted.

"Suppose you could call it that. What are you doing up?" Marie walked to the fridge and opened the door. She looked at what she could have; the options she had to consider were milk, orange juice, Logan's last beer, coke and what was left of a bottle of whiskey. Looking over at Logan she consider his beer. Getting cold from the chill coming from the fridge and the fact that her sweat pants and tank top didn't really stop the cold coming through she grabbed the beer and closed the door. Facing Logan she figured she better ask. "Can I?"

Logan looked at her face to his last bottle of beer and looked back. She had her bottom lip caught between her teeth and looked unsurely at Logan. Logan looked back at his last bottle. Did he really want to give her his last beer? "Fine, have it."

Marie smiled and quickly used the bottle open to get the top off. Taking a big sip she sat down at the breakfast table across from Logan. Bring the bottle to her lips she looked at Logan, he looked smug. "What?"

"Once you finish you better go get dressed in to something a little more suitable to wear at a bar." Logan smiled and downed the rest of his beer. He stood from the stool and moved over to the window. He looked over the grounds of the school it felt right to be here now that Marie was here again; she was his link to the school. With out her he didn't belong here.

"A bar? I can't go to a bar! There are men and alcohol and all kind of stuff there!" Marie spluttered. Turning towards Logan she question his sanity.

"You've drank my beer so your gonna keep me company while I drink a few more and being as were out of beer here we're going to have to go to the bar. Wear something with leather, you'll fit in then." Logan smirked at Marie. It felt like old times. "Now chop-chop get that down your neck and get your cute ass changed."

"Cute?" Marie laughed and drank as much of the beer she could in one go. Coughing she outstretched her arm towards him. "Urgh you can have the rest of this."

"It still means you got to come out with me." Logan took the bottle off her and finished the rest. "Im going to bring the bike round, I want you ready for when I get back."

"Yes sir!" Marie saluted Logan and ran from the Kitchen back to her room. It was weird being like that with Logan; it was like how they used to be at the very beginning. She liked it; she wanted to have more of it. What ever it was that had changed the mood between the two she hoped it didn't change back.

Changing in the quickest time ever Marie made it back down to the kitchen. Logan was all ready there and had even got changed him self. He now had his favourite brown boots on, his faded blue jeans, a belt, which wasn't needed at all, his normal plain black tee shirt and his leather brown jacket. It was how Marie would of pictured him to look when he was going to a bar.

Marie had her old DR martins on with her own faded blue jeans. No belt for her though and she had on her grey tank top. She loved wearing tops with no selves when she had control over her powers. She had regained control after talking to Xavier earlier. He had helped her sort through her mind and emotions. Everything was a lot better now.

"What took you so long?" Logan walked towards Marie and took in what she was wearing. "You haven't got any leather on you."

"That's the fastest ive got ready and ive got no leather. Dumb ass." Marie stuck her tongue out child like at Logan, feeling self-confident of his assessment of her.

"Wait here." Logan left the room and went to his own. He returned a few minutes later with a black leather jacket in his hand. Marie could tell it was new and that it was a woman's jacket. What was Logan was doing with it? "Here, you can keep it. It's your size, I think."

"Who's was its?" Marie took the jacket and slipped it on, it fitted great.

"No ones. It's new. I brought it yesterday." Logan looked at the floor and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. He raised his hand slightly and made eye contact with Marie. "I...er...brought it for you Marie…as a way of saying sorry."

"Oh." Marie pulled the jacket around her in somewhat of a self-hug. She looked down at the jacket and a small smile was formed with her lips. "I love it Logan. You didn't have too."

"I know, that's why I did." Logan raised his head completely and coughed nervously. He was scared to give it her, scared of her reaction. It made his heart leap knowing that she like it. He smiled properly at Marie; it was a full 'Logan' smile as she used to call them. He smiled harder when Marie returned it with one of her own. "Come lets go."

The bar was something like out of the old western movies Marie watched. There were old men playing cards in the corner. Some was sitting alone sneering at any one who looked over at them and the odd few who had passed out on the table. The women weren't that much better. They wore small skirts and tops. Everything was pushed together and looked like they could hardly breathe or move. The men like it though, half of those who was still slightly able to move and speak coherently made several passes at these women.

Marie didn't know what to think of the place so she moved closer to Logan. He ordered a beer for both of them and leaded her to a quite corner. Once they were both sat down Marie didn't know what to do or say.

"So Marie." Logan took a swig of his bottle and looked at Marie. "Did you speak to Xavier?"

"Yeah I did. I got it all sorted now." Xavier had asked her questions about how she had learnt to block him out and how to control her powers. Being as she couldn't answers the questions properly Xavier had looked into her mind. Xavier had explained that Magnetio had imprinted knowledge about mind control in to her memory. This knowledge had helped her build up a wall keeping the professor out of her mind when he was looking for her. It seemed that when she had absorbed other mutants the essence that was left behind were aware of their surroundings and had a small amount of control. Allowing them to act free of will.

Marie didn't know if she should think of it as good news or bad. Xavier didn't seem that bothered about it but he was good at being misleading.

"So what about it kid? Are you stopping?" Logan turned sideways and started watching the people around him. Taking a sip of his beer he glanced out the side of his eye at Marie, waiting for a reply. He didn't know why he was nervous of what her answer will be. He felt hope lighten his heart. He was hoping she would never leave again.

"I still got to speak to Berty about that but I might be." Marie swirled the contents of her bottle around. "I should be stopping."

"I hope you do Marie." Logan sighed and looked around. It was almost empty tonight. The music that was on was old country stuff, country music in New York? It was like something out of the twilight zone. What sort of a bar was this? "Drink up Marie, I wana go somewhere else."

"We've only just got here. Is my company really that bad?" Marie joked and obediently drank her beer.

"This place is really that bad, it's killing me." Downing his beer Logan stood up and readjusted his jacket. Moving to Marie's seat he held out his hand for her. "Ive got a better place for us to go."

Marie put her hand in Logan's and let him pull her up. Not letting go of his hand they left the bar.

"Logan are you sure this is the right place? It doesn't look like a bar to me." Marie spoke loudly to be heard over the noise of Logan's bike. They had just pulled up outside a brightly lit neon sign above a black door. It was a small building standing alone with factors surrounding it. There was only the door at the front of the building Marie couldn't see any windows. Motorbikes were lined up at the curb in front of the place. Marie recognised it as the urban part of New York. Getting off the bike she removed her helmet, shaking her head to free her hair Marie turned to see Logan smirking at her.

"I didn't say we was going to another bar. Now come on." Logan walked towards the black door and opened it. Marie walked in front of him; the loud music hit her eardrums hard. "Your with me kid. Got it?"

Ignoring what he said Marie lead followed the small corridor to some stairs, going down them she could feel them vibrate to the beat of the music. Another black door waited at the bottom. Pushing through the door Marie was greeted to the sight of people gyrating in time with the music. The music was a mix of rap and reggae. This was Logan's scene?

"Bar kid." Logan grabbed Marie's waist and directed her towards the bar. His ears were starting to ring but his healing power helped numb it down. Pushing through the herds of people they final reached the bar. Getting the bar tender attention Logan ordered two round of shooters for them both. Downing his own he motioned Marie to do the same. He smiled as he saw her face look confused then shocked. Shacking her head it looked like Marie wasn't going to do it. Laughing at Marie and shaking his own head he called her a wimp. Hearing his words, Logan, watched Marie square her shoulders and threw the first shot back, quickly followed by the next. Logan laughed again at the sour face she pulled as her taste buds registered the flavours.

They stood at the bar for a couple of hours talking and drinking shooters. Marie wasn't a heavy drinker and the sprit's she was drinking was going to her head but she was having fun. Watching the people dance Marie felt like dancing too. Telling Logan she was going to dance she left him there to watch. Squeezing into a place on the floor she let the beat move her body. Moving in time with the beat she began to move more confidently. Her arms were up in the air caressing each other as she swayed her hips. Logan watched her dance until close to half past three. Pulling her away from the music Logan returned her to the mansion.

"Ive had fun tonight Logan. I really have." Marie smiled as she reached the mansions side door. This door was available to access at all hours compared to the main doors which was locked come 10pm. Walking through the corridors Marie caught her hand with Logan's. They continued the rest of the journey to their rooms holding hands and trying to be as quite as possible.

Once reaching Marie's room, they stopped. Not knowing what to do Logan leaned in to kiss Marie on her cheek. Leaning forward her self, Marie's Lips caught Logan's before they made it to her cheek.

Logan's mind was whirling; he wasn't drunk. It was Marie; she was intoxicating. He kissed her back, trying to push all the confusion, guilt and lust he had felt for Marie to her. He closed his eyes and let the feeling of his heart swelling up and how soft her lips were; fill his mind.

Breaking the kiss Marie looked in Logan's eyes. She smiled and gave him a quick kiss before turning and entering her room, closing the door behind her. Logan stood there for 10 minutes before he got control over his legs to move to his own bed.

DR Risman watched the monitors for a sign of what she had been set to search for. Dr Risman was a spy for Hydra NEW-YORK. Hydra was a geneticist-based company. Its supreme commander Andrea Von Strucker sponsored the experiments performed on the X gene and mutants. Now she wanted to know the extent on what the X gene could do. She wanted to find a mutant that could see into the future. The Monitor emitted a high pitch beep and Dr Risman was pulled back to reality. She read the screen and smiled when she saw an X gene activate again. She had been following this gene for some months, it was different to other activations, it seemed as if the gene was activating it self.

The gene had never been strong enough for Dr Risman to get the location of the mutant but today was her lucky day and the gene had been active long enough to know where the child was at. Printing off the information Dr Risman read the location as it slowly printed on to white paper. The location was, New York. The address was…Charles Xavier's school for gifted children. Dr Risman didn't feel so lucky now.

Taking the print out she made her way to Mrs Von Strucker's office. Knocking softly she prayed the poisonous women behind it was in a good mood. Entering the room she gave the paper to the stern looking woman behind the desk.

"Is this it?" Von Strucker had long black hair and her skin was pale. Her eyes were covered heavily in make-up and her lips were a bright red. Another thing about her lips is that they were covered in a highly toxic lipstick. Looking over the sheet she looked up to the shy woman in front of her. "This is a problem. Get Gauntlet and Omega Red tell them to get ready for a raid. I want that mutant."

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