Storm and Jubilee paced nervously in the parking lot of the office as they waited for Logan to come out.
After a few minutes, Storm crossed her arms, "I can't believe they managed to keep the marriage under wraps...I can't believe YOU kept it to yourself."
Jubilee rolled her eyes, "I'm not that much of a big mouth!"
"Wait! I see Logan!"
Logan stepped out of the building...with Marie's hand in his. Storm smiled and glanced at Jubilee, "Call the mansion...tell them she said yes!"
Marie sat next to Logan on the jet with her hand curled in his, "You're crazy, ya know that?"
He smirked and raised a brow, "Why? Cause I came after you?"
She nodded, "Yeah...and you're agreein' to put up with me for the rest of my life."
Logan leaned over and kissed her, "I think you're the one who's gonna have to put up with me, kid...you may be a little neurotic, but I know I can be a moody son of a bitch."
Marie mockingly gasped, "Noooo."
He rolled his eyes and laughed, "Yeah...but I love ya, kid...I think I always have." Logan gently brushed a few strands of white hair out of her eyes, "Ever since I looked down from that cage and saw you standing there in that green hood...I saw somethin' in your eyes that drew me in...just didn't know what it was til the time was right."
When they reached the mansion, Marie went to her room to drop off her stuff, but Logan immediately arrived to take her out back for a surprise. He walked her down to the foyer where Kitty, Jubilee and Storm were waiting.
Marie smiled with uncertainty, "What's goin' on?"
Logan smirked, "You trust us?"
"In theory..."
"Ah come on, kid...it'll be fun."
Marie smiled, "Alright..."
Jubilee covered her eyes with a scarf before Kitty took her hand and led her through the mansion, taking several, unnecessary turns and twists to stall for time.
Meanwhile, Logan hurried out to the back garden of the mansion to make sure the surprise was fully ready.
As Jubilee and Kitty led Marie down the back steps of the mansion, Logan approached and took her hands, "Alright, kid...you ready for your surprise?"
Marie nodded before he slowly removed the blind fold.
She gasped as she took in the sight before her. The garden was decorated for a small wedding ceremony. Rose petals littered the plush, grass aisle that led up to the gazebo, and a few beautifully decorated reception tables were close by.
There were several ornate ice sculptures close by, which were, no doubt, Bobby's handy work.
Tears welled in her eyes as she jumped into Logan's arms and kissed him, "When? How!"
Logan smiled sheepishly, "Everyone helped put this together. I wanted to make sure you had a wedding you could actually remember."
The professor rolled over in his chair, "I've always thought of you as a daughter, Rogue...and I would be honored if you would allow me to accompany you down the aisle this evening."
A couple of tears escaped her eyes as she nodded wordlessly and tried to keep from sobbing in happiness, "I'd love that..."
An hour later, Logan was tugging at the collar of a button down shirt he'd borrowed from Peter.
He stood beneath the garden's Gazebo next to Peter, who served as his best man. Hank was the unofficial officiant.
Remy was noticeably absent from the entire affair.
Logan smiled as Marie approached the aisle wearing a form fitted, white satin dress with a small train in back. She carried a bouquet of roses and hydrangeas that Storm had crafted from her very own garden. She held the professor's hand as he rolled down the aisle beside her, then gave her away to Logan.
"You look good, kid."
She blushed, "So do you..."
Kurt was busy snapping away pictures as Hank addressed the small gathering of students and staff, "No one was more surprised than I to find out that Logan and Marie had already tied the knot...but that surprise has now given way to excitement and happy anticipation for what the future holds for these two extraordinary individuals. Since this is a bit of a surprise ceremony, I'll invite the couple to exchange their own vows."
Marie raised her eyebrows and whispered, "I don't really know what to say."
Logan took her hand and sighed, "I'll go first." He raised his voice a little, "Everyone knows you're hot, kid. You kick ass, you're fiesty...and you've got one helluva right hook." The guests laughed a little, "...but everyone also knows you're the nicest person any of us'll ever get the chance to know. You've got heart...a lot more heart than a mean sonovabitch like me. It's no secret I don't deserve ya...but I'm damn glad you decided I was worth the trouble."
She smiled as she fought back tears, "That was good...I don't really know what to say other than...I know you. I know you inside and out. I know the Wolverine...I know James Logan Howlett...and I love all of you."
Hank smiled, "A wise man once said: 'A wedding is a start of togetherness... of walks in the rain, basking in the sunshine, shared meals, caring for one another and sensing the love that a marriage carries.' May Marie and Logan have many walks in the rain and plenty of years of happy togetherness...I will now unofficially pronounce you husband and wife. Logan, you may now salute your bride."
"Finally", he moaned as he grabbed her waist and yanked her body to his, kissing her passionately as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Hank had to clear his throat in order to separate the "newlyweds".
They moved over to the tables nearby and had an informal cocktail reception. Marie spotted Storm and walked over to her, "Ya know I heard it was supposed to rain tonight."
Storm smiled and winked, "Me too."
Marie laughed and shook her head as Hank came over to pull Storm onto the dance floor. Marie cocked her head to the side, "You don't dance, do you?"
Logan took a sip of the drink in his hand, "I don't think what I do can be properly classified as dancing, kid...it's more like dry humping..."
"It can't be as bad as that episode of Seinfeld."
"Seinfeld?"
Marie laughed as she envisioned Elaine doing her little kicks with the thumbs and she was soon doubling over in laughter, attempting to talk, "Oh god! The thumbs...the kicks!"
Logan smiled and watched as she nearly fell to the floor in laughter. Marie straightened a little and began demonstrating the dance, which immediately made Logan spit out his drink and cover his mouth as he struggled to contain the belly laugh that was boiling in his throat.
"Oh god...Marie...stop."
She giggled as she did another little kick, "Why? Do I look silly?"
He laughed heartily as he grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss...but in reality, he was pulling her close to him so that the movement would cease. As their laughter died down and they looked into each other's eyes, he began swaying them softly to the music.
It didn't take long before she realized that they were dancing. She smiled up at him with widened eyes, "Wow. So you do know how to dance."
Logan shrugged, "Yeah yeah...hopefully no one will notice."
About twenty minutes later, they burst into her room in mid-kiss. Marie practically crawled up his body, nearly forcing him to support her weight as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Logan kicked the door closed and carried her over to the bed, falling down on it. She reached to rip open the shirt, but he stopped her, "I borrowed the shirt from Peter, kid..."
She impatiently succeeded in unbuttoning the shirt and pulling it off of his shoulders before laying back on the bed and widening her legs.
Logan smirked as he kneeled in front of her and gently moved the silky fabric of her dress up her legs, caressing her ankles, calves and thighs along the way.
He pulled her panties off from underneath her dress before laying a gentle kiss on her lower abdomen, then her mound. She closed her eyes and shivered as she arched her back and called his name.
As soon as he was undressed, he was inside of her and Marie was lost in a world of mind numbing ecstasy. She could only say his name as she closed her eyes and concentrated on the feel of slick skin against skin.
He rocked in and out of her slowly at first, but as the pleasure built, his movements grew deeper and more powerful. In an effort to stave off his impending climax, he rolled them over and grasped onto her undulating hips.
The plan almost immediately back fired as he began bucking upwards into her, clenching his teeth and growling in the process. Her nails dug into his pecs, leaving a trail of red marks that faded all too quickly.
She arched one last time and froze as he felt her tight walls clench down on his erection, forcing him to his own, blinding hot orgasm. He ground out her name as he lifted upwards and tensed every muscle in his body.
As they fell onto the bed after making love, Marie panted and smiled, "You are amazing...but I don't know how I'll ever be able to walk if you do that to me every day."
He smirked, "I'll buy you some crutches."
Yay! Congrats to our favorite couple!