Most of my readers know I always have a certain..."element" in all of my stories...so brace yourselves.
Marie popped a couple of extra strength tylenol and walked back into the bedroom as she sipped on a bottle of water.
She was running out of holes to repair and realized that she would soon be stuck repairing the one she was most afraid of. Nevertheless, she felt the need to keep going and continue to confront her painful past.
Marie knelt down on the ground and started on a dent near the bottom of the wall. It was a kick mark.
She was going to have to make this next one quick.
**************A few months ago*************
"Shit kid...you look terrible."
Marie rolled her eyes and scooted underneath the covers, "Go fuck yourself."
"Aw...I was depending on you to do that for me."
"Well I'm not feelin' well, so you're gonna have to wait."
Logan sighed and cocked his head to the side, "Sorry you're sick...anything you need?"
She pouted a little, "Ginger ale?"
He kissed her head and disappeared, returning moments later with a tall glass of ginger ale. He sat on the bed, watching her as she drank, "You sure you ok?"
She nodded and forced a smile, "I'm good...what do you have planned today?"
"Just some errands I gotta take care of, but I'll stay if you need me."
Marie hesitated before shaking her head. It was obvious he was going to run errands for Jean's memorial, but she brushed it off, "No, I'm not sick sick...I just feel gross."
He sighed and kissed her lips softly, "I love you even when you look like shit."
She gave him a playful shove, "And I love you even when you act like shit..."
He kissed her once more and left.
After finishing her ginger ale and some sips of pepto, she was finally able to pull herself out of bed. She ventured out of her room and was forced to once again confront the fact that tomorrow was Scott and Jean's memorial.
As she sat in the den, reading, Jubilee plopped down next to her. The sudden movement made Marie's stomach tumble a little.
She put a hand over her mouth and closed her eyes, "Ugh."
Jubilee raised a brow as she put her feet up on the coffee table, "You ok, chica?"
Marie ran a hand through her hair, "I just feel like shit."
"Yeah...ya look like it, too. Does this have anything to do with the fact that tomorrow is the day Logan gets to pay tribute to his unrequited love?"
Marie rolled her eyes and put her head back against the couch, "It ain't as unrequited as we all thought..."
Jubilee shot her a look and sat up before scanning the room for extra ears, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Marie leaned in and lowered her voice, "Jubilee, if you tell anyone else what I'm bout to tell you, I swear to god I will tell everyone you and John slept together."
Jubilee crossd her heart and gave the girl scout salute, "This conversation doesn't go any further than us."
"A few months ago, while Logan and I were arguing, he let the cat out the bag. He and Jean had sex."
Jubilee's jaw hit the floor as she stuttered, "Wh-what? But she and Scott were..."
"I know, which is exactly why he didn't want anyone to know." Marie rolled her eyes as she spoke mockingly, "He didn't want anyone to think ill of her. I always liked Jean...I liked her til the day she died...but being in a relationship with her as the dead third wheel is making me hate her."
Marie put her hand on her forehead and closed her eyes. Jubilee looked at her friend sideways, "What's up with you? You really look sick."
"I just feel a little queasy. I've been sippin' ginger ale and pepto like crazy and I just feel so damn worn out."
Jubilee's eyes widened in realization, "Oh god...you're not pregnant are you?"
Marie's eyes shot open as she snapped her head around to make sure no one else heard her say the dreaded "P" word. She grabbed Jubilee's wrist and yanked Jubilee out of the room.
She rushed them into an empty classroom. As soon as the door was closed, she looked at Jubilee, "Why would you say that?"
Jubilee looked her up and down, "You mean you haven't thought it?"
Marie looked down and tried to recount the last time she had her period...she had gotten a new birth control prescription and the damn packet it came in was so confusing, she accidentally started taking the placebo instead of the actual pill.
It only took her six days to figure it out...could that have been enough time?
"When was your last period?" asked Jubilee.
"Uh...uh...February...definitely the second week in February. I'm not late, I'm good."
Jubilee gave her a funny look, "Uh...we're in April chica...you missed March."
Marie slapped her forehead and began pacing back and forth, "No...no...there's no way. Come on...no way!"
Jubilee grabbed her friend's arms, "We need to get you tested."
About an hour later, Jubilee was pacing outside of Marie's bathroom door, "Anything yet?"
"Not yet...wait...I see something happening...what does two lines mean?"
Jubilee grabbed up the empty box, "Um...pregnant, two lines means pregnant...wait...you see two lines?"
Marie suddenly opened the door and snatched the box out of her friend's hands, "You have to be reading this wrong."
"No chica...I'm not."
Marie's entire demeanor drooped in disappointment as she made the shocking realization.
They both jumped when Logan entered the room. They scrambled to hide the pregnancy test and box, but it was too late. Their reflexes weren't as quick as a Wolverine's. He took a look at the objects in their hands and widened his eyes in shock.
Marie turned to Jubilee, "Uh...you should go."
Jubilee nodded and slowly made her way out of the room, cautiously walking around Logan as if he were made of fire.
As soon as the door closed, Logan pointed at the box in Marie's hand, "Is that what I think it is?"
She nodded and looked down.
Logan ran a hand through his hair and put his hands on his hips as he turned away from her. He shook his head and scoffed, "God dammit..."
There was a long moment of silence as he stood turned away from her.
He turned back around, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Marie's face suddenly distorted into an expression of shock, anger and hurt, "What the fuck? No I didn't! I would n-"
"Did you figure gettin' knocked up was the perfect way to keep all my attentions on you? I know you think I'm obsessed with Jean, but damn...you didn't have to do this." Logan took a deep, steadying breath and began pacing. He didn't catch the look of sheer anger and shock on Marie's face as he spoke, "Look...we'll deal with it...I mean, raising a baby can't be that hard. Idiots with half the brain cells we share do it everyday."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah...I mean, it'll take some getting used to, but I'm sure we'll be fine."
She charged forth and slapped him across the face with all of her might, which hurt her hand far more than it hurt his face. She kicked the wall with a booted foot as she cursed the pain in her hand, "Are you fuckin' kiddin' me? After all the shit we've been through...after all the shit you've put me through, you're gonna accuse me of gettin' pregnant on purpose? Are you high, Wolverine? I can't believe you'd think I'd wanna bring a child into THIS!"
He glared, "What do you mean?"
"I mean that I don't wanna have a baby with you...that's what I mean." She said that just to hurt his feelings and immediately regretted it. The look on his face made her falter...but she continued anyways, "I mean I don't have faith in this...I don't know where we'll be in five years, but I know I don't wanna be still fightin' with a dead woman for you..."
"What the fuck are you sayin'? You can't leave me..."
"I was just a stupid young girl when we started out Logan...but I'm 24 now. I need to start thinkin' about my future. I need to think about me. I wanna have a real family one day with a man who loves ONLY me...a man who dreams ONLY about me." She paused as tears welled in her eyes, "...I don't know if that man is you."
She dropped the pregnancy test and box and started walking out the door. Logan panicked. He needed to do or say something to make her stay, "We're havin' a baby together..."
Marie looked up at him with cold, glistening eyes, "No Logan...we're not."
She started to to leave the room, but he rushed over and slammed the door shut as he stood behind her. Logan gripped her waist and leaned forward, causing his breath to caress her hair.
Marie closed her eyes and shuddered...not again. Why did she keep falling for this? Was she that stupid? Was she that weak?
As her knees weakened, she got her answers. Yes and yes. After all...he is the Wolverine...and there could never be any denying that he held a power over her that was so overwhelming, she could barely tolerate it.
Logan slowly moved his hand from her waist to her stomach as he pulled her back against him and pressed his groin against her ass. He leaned in and whispered against her ear, "I can't let you do that, kid...this is my baby in here."
Marie's eyes closed involuntarily as he continued to grind against her from behind, giving her the opportunity to feel his growing erection. She whispered weakly, "But this is my body..."
He stopped grinding and smirked as he quickly spun her around and pressed her against the door, "Is it? Well...we'll see about that...let's see who your body answers to..."
He began kissing and sucking her neck as he pushed his hand down the front of her pants and began fingering her. Marie grabbed his hand to move it, but it was too late. His index finger had already found her clit and his middle finger was already seeking out her g-spot inside of her.
When her juices were coating his finger, he pulled her pants down and helped her step out of them. As he picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist, he looked up into her eyes, "See, kid? Your body answers to me."
Logan laid her down and began fucking her as she moaned in ecstasy. He gripped her thigh and raised it up around his waist, deepening his thrusts.
She kissed him hungrily as she ran her hands through his hair. Within several minutes, they were cumming together. Logan rested his forehead against hers, "I wish you'd stop tryin' to leave me..."
Marie sighed as he rolled off of her and gathered her into his arms. She didn't know what she wished anymore.
*******************End flashback*****************
Marie looked at the clock and got up from her position on the floor. She went to the bathroom, washed up and changed clothes before grabbing her bag and heading out the door.
She ran into Hank, who smiled, "Hello Rogue, I was just coming to see if you needed a ride."
She nodded and smiled back, "Yeah...that'd be great, thanks."
As she settled into the front seat of Hank's Mercedes, she stared out the window. He glanced at her as they pulled out of the gates, "So how long are you gonna stay this time?"
Marie pursed her lips, "As long as I can..."
"Well you know the number...call if you need a ride back."
"Thank you, Hank...I will."
About an hour later, Hank dropped her off at her destination.
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