This is a rewrite but no major changes to the plot

Italics represents her thoughts. I hope you enjoy the next chapter. Please R/R!

Angel. Chapter 2

Morning. The light insistently shone on Marie's face, begging her eyes to open. When they did the light dazzled them, leaving Marie blinking furiously, trying to adjust to the harsh brightness of her room. She cautiously opened her eyes and spent a moment recollecting the night before. She gave a little shiver when she went over the events in her dream. But she could not ignore the flutter of butterflies that sprung from her stomach, and spread all over her body when she thought about the way Logan had held her. She had to suppress a girlish giggle to prove to herself that she could control her light headed feeling. But one emotion blared through all her barriers.

He loves me!

She sighed and drifted into her own little fantasy world, the only sound being the upbeat pounds of her heart. She had a permanent lazy smile on her face and everything around her had a new light. She finally kicked herself back into reality, jumped out of bed and got ready to have a quick shower while humming a nameless tune. She felt like she would spontaneously combust if she didn't keep moving.

Marie eventually was dressed, not forgetting her ever present gloves and scarf. She looked in the mirror once more, pushing aside the contradiction in her head that stated that she had not drastically changed since one minute ago. She frowned at herself whispering, " Stay positive. But don't get your hopes up."

Possible outcomes of her day ran through her head in various scenes. Marie cringed at every one. " Don't be nervous," she whispered in a last desperate attempt, feeling her knees knocking violently.

She closed the door behind her, and met the outside world with a smile. She made her way to her first class of the day realising she had overslept. She entered the classroom and quietly sat down in her seat. Scott Summers gave her a " I'd-like-to-speak-to-you-afterwards-young-lady" glance but let her late entrance pass without a lecture. Marie settled down to listen to him drone on about something they did last lesson. But she couldn't resist letting her mind drift to other things. More important things. Like Logan.

" Marie! Marie?"

Marie snapped her attention to the figure shadowing her.

" Yes?" she answered with a touch of irritation. She was just remembering how sexy Logan had looked in that cage before the next fight. hmmmmmmmm

" Marie? Are you listening?"

" Yes, yes."

No, no. Leave me alone! Can't you see I'm busy? was the thought itching to be let loose.

" Well, I know you had a rough night last night but I would appreciate it if you were on time for my lessons."

" Sorry."

" That's okay, there's some bad news as well. Logan's . . .," Scott started, searching for the right thing to say. " He's gone away . . . again. I'm not sure when he'll be back but I'm sure he'll keep in touch." Marie's heart plummeted, it must have shown on her face because Scott asked, "Are you alright Marie?"

No I'm not alright she wanted to scream.

" I'm fine. Just fine." She answered automatically. She just wanted to get him to leave her alone so she could break down in grief. Scott seemed relatively satisfied and sauntered back to his desk to gather his papers. With that, Marie picked up the rest of her books and walked out, resisting the temptation to slam the door behind her.

Once in the corridor, she broke into a mad sprint. She groped her way to her bedroom as her sight was blurred with tears. Once inside she collapsed onto her bed and began to sob uncontrollably.

Why? He didn't even bother to say goodbye this time

She wasn't angry. Just hurt. Her knight had gone again. He had come to visit her after a year searching for his answers to his life. He said he was going to stay. 'Join the geeks' as he so poetically put it.

Stay with me

He was running again.

From what?

Questions toppled over others, boring a hole in her heart. Morning. Another morning when she was as happy never came. Not for a long time.

I'm not going to get hurt. Never again.