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Wrong Side of Right
Chapter 4
Marie and Logan left the infirmary twenty minutes later. As soon as they stepped into the entrance hall, the whispering set up. All of the mutant children who had been around before Marie had left knew the two-toned woman to be Bobby's ex-girlfriend. A human. They hadn't known then that she was pregnant.
As soon as she heard the first of the whispers, Marie had lifted her head higher, but nervously pulled at the pair of leather gloves Logan had given her. He grasped one of her hands, freezing her actions, and she glanced over to him
"Calm it, Stripes," He said, showing the small smile reserved for her "They won't give you any trouble"
"Yeah." she agreed "Mainly 'cause they know ah'm with you and ya'd slice them up if they hurt me in any way." She rested a hand on her stomach, smiling as her baby kicked.
"I'd slice anyone if they hurt you, darlin'." He pointed out. She giggled, and punched him in the shoulder
"Logan!" she laughed, trying to scold him "Where are we going?" she asked
"To find Ororo." He replied "She's setting up rooms for all the new mutants we've got coming here. We'll find out where she's got yours too."
"I'm getting a new room?" Marie asked, curious. Logan eyeballed her
"You've been gone for a while kid," he pointed out "Had to give your room over to some other poor helpless." Marie raised an eyebrow
"I'd hardly call me a 'kid'." she stated, gesturing to her stomach
"For all we know, I could be eighty years your senior." He replied "You'll always be 'kid' to me, darlin'."
"Not nice."
"Never have been." He shot back, she giggled again, and they strode into what used to be Xavier's office.
Ororo sat on the couch that was there, talking to a young man with long blonde hair. She looked up as Logan and Marie entered, and scowled at the former of the two.
"Don't you know how to knock, Logan?" she asked
"It just stalls things." He replied with a shrug. Ororo sighed, casting her eyes to the ceiling, and turned back to the young man before her
"Aaron. These are Logan and Rogue." Ororo said, gesturing to the pair "Logan, Rogue; Aaron Dawson is going to be joining the teaching staff as Physics teacher." The man turned, smiling at Rogue. She gave him a small smile in return, and meekly waved
"Hey." She said softly.
"'Ro." Logan started, "Have you got a room set up for Rogue?" Ororo blinked, and then nodded
"Yes." She replied "It's in the adults wing. Opposite mine. Logan? Perhaps you could show her? I need to finish sorting out with Aaron."
"Sure darlin'." Logan nodded, giving the blonde man a glare as he turned around "Come on Stripes." She nodded, waving goodbye to Ororo and Aaron before following Logan out.
"Why do I have a feeling this place is even more crowded than before?" Marie asked. Logan nodded.
"Got a bunch of kids after you left, more of the ones who'd run away from their homes because they didn't want the cure." She nodded, they had had a lot of runaways turn up just after the war; ones who enjoyed their powers but their families didn't want them to keep them. "Now that a lot of the people who'd taken the cure have got their powers back, they're all running here. The majority of them are kids, classes are getting too big, so 'Ro's recruiting more teaching staff to help out."
"And where does the big bad Wolverine sit with all this teaching?" Marie asked, a smirk crossing her face "You teaching 'art'?" remembering the lie the Canadian had told the Drake family. Logan smirked, tossing a friendly glare to the young woman beside him
"Danger Room instructor." He told her "If you weren't carrying that kid, I'd drag you down there, you're getting too cocky, Stripes."
"Hormones." Marie shrugged, Logan stopped outside a room, twisting the handle and holding the door open for her. She nodded graciously and stepped inside, looking around.
It was bigger than her old bedroom she'd had here, a large double bed pushed up against one wall, a large window - that opened out to a balcony - over-looked the grounds of the school, two side doors led off from the room, apparently for an en-suite bathroom and walk-in closet, a bookshelf stood beside a desk, which had a computer on it.
"Kitty donated the computer to you." Logan said as Marie walked over to it. She nodded, and wiped away a stray tear, unable to muffle the sob that escaped her mouth.
"Dammit Marie!" Logan said, crossing over to her and spinning her to face him "What the hell's the matter?"
"Nothing." Marie whispered, stepping back slightly and wiping at her eyes "I just can't believe that you're all being so nice to me after I took the cure and left you." She let a dry sob escape her throat and Logan sighed, running a hand through his hair as he pulled her into a hug
"Kid. None of us are angry you took the cure." He stated "You wanted to be able to touch, we can't deny you that. And you didn't want to stay here after what he did to you." He felt her tense up slightly in his arms and she peered up at him
"I'm gonna have to see him." She said quietly "I can't stay here and not run into him. And he'll want to know why I left, I know what he's like. He'll pretend it didn't happen. And then he'll want to know about the baby… Oh God, Logan!" she gasped "What am I gonna do about the baby with him? He'll want to be the father and I can't cope with that! Not after what he did!"
"Calm down Stripes." Logan said gently, brushing her hair from her face, happy that he had put on a pair of gloves earlier "Get some rest, worry about what you're gonna do with the runt tomorrow." Marie nodded, and left the comfort of Logan's arms to sit on her new bed. Logan sighed as he looked at her worried, scared face and left the room.