Marie wondered why Louisa was so sad. The girl just sat by the window looking out of it. She went over and sat on the window seat across from her friend. "What's wrong?" She asked softly.

"James is gone." Louisa sighed. "He always does this." Tears welled up in her eyes. "I don't see why he always has to leave. He tells me I'm the most important thing in his life and then he leaves."

"Ah, Lou, ya know ya are." She said comfortingly. "The sun rises and sets with ya as far as he's concerned."

Louisa drew her knees up to her chest crying. Marie had never seen Louisa cry before. She was a tough girl. She didn't even cry when she had to get stitches on her arm. The scar was still there running vertically from her shoulder.

"How 'bout some ice cream?"

Louisa smiled a little. "Ok."

The truck slowed and stopped and Rogue was jerked out of sleep by the tarp being thrown back. "What are you doin'?" The man asked her.

"I thought you might help me."

"I ain't a charity service, kid. Out." She got out sighing and he redid the tarp and got back into his truck. She watched him drive a few feet and then stopped. She hurried and got in.

He started driving again looking mad with himself. "Ya cold kid?" He turned the heat on. Rogue took off her gloves and he reached over to put her hands next to it. She yanked her hands away. "I ain't gonna hurt ya kid."

"It's not that. Bad stuff happens to people when they touch my skin." She paused. "I'm Rogue."

"Logan." He muttered.

"You were in the army? That's what the dog tags mean?" She asked.

He looked down and put the dog tags in his shirt. "Yeah, sure, kid."

They were silent for a few minutes. "You remind me of James."

He grunted and then, "Who's James?"

"He's my best friend's brother. He doesn't like people too much, not outside of his family anyways."

"Sounds like my kind of guy." He said a little sarcastically. Rogue had to smile and looked away from him. "What?"

"Nothin'." She said trying not to laugh. He reminded her too much of James it seemed.

Louisa put her finger over her blackened lips as she cracked the door to James's room. The man was asleep on the bed snoring, the bedding tangled around him. They snuck in crawling across the floor trying not to get their war paint on anything. The room seemed sort of tan colored with the shades drawn. They got up close to the bed and Louisa checked that he was really asleep before ducking down again. She held up one finger, two fingers, and three. "AUGGHHH!" They shrieked jumped on him.

"GOD ALMIGHTY!" James roared awake.

Louisa and Marie laughed hysterically falling off the bed onto the floor and laughing about that.

"You two gave me a friggin' heart attack!" He yelled at them. More laughing. "You never wake up a man when he's asleep!"

"We so got ya!" Marie giggled.

James scratched his bare chest groggily. "Oh you think yer so damn cute."

"We are." Louisa said grinning happily.

Well, it wasn't like he didn't deserve it. He had scared the crap out of both of them after they watched a scary movie on TV late at night. It had been funny then. He knew he deserved it though and he was actually pretty proud of them for thinking it up. "What time is it?"

"Six."

He rolled his eyes groaning. "Get out, I got six more hours comin'." And with that he flopped back down. They got up giggling. "Hey, where's ma kisses?" They giggled more and kissed his cheek.