His hands seemed to be everywhere at once. For a moment, Marie could have sworn that his mutation was being able to grow an extra set of limbs instead of his healing factor. She continued to uselessly attempt to yank Logan's hands from beneath her shirt and out of her pants as he kissed her neck and pressed her against the wall.
She whispered quickly, "We gotta stop this...someone will catch us."
"I don't give a damn", he murmured huskily against her ear.
For the past six weeks, they'd played a dangerous game of sneaking around and making love in various corners of the mansion. Their tryst in the locker room bathroom almost turned into a full on peep show when some of the teen boys Scott had been training in the Danger Room came in to take a shower.
She never thought a man could move so fast while still in mid-stroke.
Now, he had her pinned up against the storage shelves in "their" closet. Marie giggled as she attempted to yank his hand out of her pants, "Come on...I promised Storm I'd help with the dance tonight..."
"Just ten minutes," She broke out his embrace and gave him a funny look, making him laugh a little, "OK...maybe twenty minutes..." Marie gave him the same look, and he quickly sighed, "Forty minutes."
She favored him with a soft kiss before leaving him in the closet with a raging hard on.
Three hours later, the sweetheart dance was in full swing. A nauseating combination of pink and red streamers and hearts adorned the cafeteria as a dj played top 40 hits that the kids danced to...often a little too closely.
Marie, Storm, Jean and Scott stood at strategic points in the room in an effort to keep the horny teenagers from attempting to dry hump on the dance floor.
She boredly leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, making sure to favor a couple of potential trouble makers with a frightening glare before continuing to scan the room.
A familiar scent and a hand on the small of her back made her smile warmly as the hand slowly, and deftly moved down to her ass. She jumped and moved away from Logan's hand, "Watch yourself, Wolverine."
Defeated, Logan crossed his arms and leaned on the wall next to her. She gave him a serious look, "We gotta work on bein' discreet."
He scanned the room, "What if I told you I don't care about bein' discreet?"
"Then I'd tell you that it's important to me that we are discreet...I told you I'm gonna figure out how to tell him."
"When? It's been 6 weeks...I'm not even sure I can trust that you haven't fucked him."
She suddenly turned to face him and look directly into his eyes, "Don't dare question my faithfulness, Logan...you're the only man that I've never lied to and I plan on keepin' it that way."
He looked into her eyes and nodded before they both turned their eyes back to the dance floor.
After a few minutes of watching the kids gyrate and grind, Marie suddenly felt Remy grab her waist. She jumped slightly and put a hand on her chest in surprise as Logan suppressed a growl upon seeing the contact.
She stealthily moved from beneath his touch and cleared her throat, "Hey...I thought you were going out tonight."
"I had a change of plans...thought I'd stay home and spend some time with you."
She awkwardly tucked some of her hair behind her ear, "Um...well, I promised Storm I'd chaperone the dance and help with clean up after, so tonight's not the best time...you should just go on out anyways. I'm not gonna be much company til this is all over."
Remy briefly shifted his gaze to Logan before looking back at her, "No, it's fine. I'll hang out here too. I'm sure Logan won't mind."
Marie briefly felt sick to her stomach, but her healing factor soon corrected the feeling of nausea that threatened to overtake her.
She took Remy by the elbow and led him away from Logan, who she could tell was growing more and more aggravated by the second. She connected eyes with Jean, then raised her eyebrows in an effort to give her silent permission to read her mind.
A second later, she felt the telepath in her head.
Jean spoke telepathically to her, "Everything OK?"
"I have to step out for a second. Will you guys be OK?"
Jean gave a nod, "Sure. We've got it covered."
Marie thanked her before the telepath severed her connection. She led Remy out of the cafeteria, "What's this all about, belle?"
"We need to talk."
He nodded, "I gathered that."
She let out a breath, "I think we need to talk about our relationship."
Panic suddenly welled within him, "What do ya mean?"
Marie bit her bottom lip, "Since we've been here, we haven't been good together...but I'm OK with that. I love it here. I don't see myself wantin' to leave anytime soon...even if you weren't here...I think that says a lot about our relationship right now, don't you?"
Before Remy could respond, Scott suddenly appeared, "Hey...the professor just contacted me...asked that all X Men meet in his office."
She pointed back toward the cafeteria, which Storm and Jean were coming out of, "What about the dance?"
"The older kids will have to be in charge", answered Jean warily as she led the way to the professor's office.
"God help us all..." sighed Logan.
When they were all sitting in front of Charles, he clasped his hands together, "I've picked up on word that there's going to be an attack on the Mutant Relations building in Langley. I'm unsure as to how many henchmen Magneto will be using in the attack, so it's important that we're well prepared for anything." He turned to Remy, Logan and Rogue, "Being that this is your first mission, I expect you to keep your eyes open and be sure to follow orders."
The team filed out. Within minutes, they were in the lower level locker rooms, getting dressed in their X Men uniforms. Marie raised her brows at Storm's impressive cape, "Heeey...why don't I have a snazzy cape?"
Storm laughed, "Because you can't fly."
Marie pouted as Jean let out a soft chuckle, "No worries Rogue. The cape would only hide how awesome your ass looks in the leather."
Rogue turned around a little in an attempt to eye her own butt, "Really?"
Storm nodded, "Very impressive."
"Ahem..."
The sound of a man clearing his throat interrupted them. Jean crossed her arms, "Honey...what did I tell you about spying on women in the locker room?"
Scott smirked, "I wouldn't have to come in here if you guys didn't take so long to get ready."
"We're ready."
On the Black Bird jet, Remy reached over and grasped her hand. Scott noticed and raised a brow, "You nervous, Rogue?"
Marie shook her head, "Probably not as nervous as you...since I heal from fatal wounds and you don't."
Logan couldn't help but let out a chuckle as Scott grumbled and turned his eyes back to the sky.
When they got to the facility...all was quiet. They entered using a service entrance in the basement and found that the guard posts they were expecting had been abandoned and none of the lights in the facility were on, save for the emergency lights.
Scott stopped the team and sighed, "Alright. Storm and I are going to look for a fuse box or something to see if we can get the power on. Jean, stay here and use your telepathy to see if you can find anyone else in the building. Remy, you stay with Jean. Logan, Marie...since the elevators aren't working, we'll need you to find a stairwell and investigate whatever areas you can safely access. Proceed with extreme caution."
Remy looked on helplessly as he watched Marie and Logan disappear out of the room without so much as a hesitant, backward glance toward him.
As they moved into the stairwell, they were both able to pick up on the faint smell of blood...and something else. Marie stopped him, "You gettin' that?"
His nostrils flared as he looked up the stairwell, "Smells like trouble...stay close."
They reached the main floor of the building and slowly entered the door. The coppery stench of blood hit them like a ton of bricks.
Through the dim emergency lights, they were able to make out the figures of two men and a woman in lab coats. They lay in a dark pool of their own blood directly in front of the elevator and stairwell doors. One of the man's palms was still pressed against the wall just below the elevator button as the rest of his body lay in a lifeless, sprawled heap.
They slowly walked in to examine the bodies, but before they could, Logan was grabbed by some unseen force and thrown against a nearby wall.
Rogue gasped and rushed to where Logan was suspended against the wall. He was turning red as he attempted to free himself from the invisible hold that was against him, but it was no use.
When he realized he was stuck he yelled, "Get outta here!"
Marie was so distracted with Logan's distress that she didn't bother to hear the large, hairy beast roar as he tackled her to the ground and stabbed her in the shoulder with his claws.
Logan cried out her name as she let out a brief scream of pain then grasped the beast's wrist and laid a strong kick to his crotch. When he recoiled from the kick to his nuts, she kicked him in the stomach, successfully knocking him off of her.
She stood and hissed in pain as the wound from the behemoth's claws healed on her shoulder.
He cocked his head to the side and gave her a smirk when he realized that she healed. The beast licked his lips and crouched in preparation to attack again. He rushed her, but before he was able to tackle her, she laid a round house kick to his face, which she promptly followed with a upper cut, and two more powerful punches.
When she moved to kick again, the beastly feral grabbed her by the leg, smirked, then threw her up against the wall, knocking the wind out of her. He picked her up by the neck and slammed her up against the wall again before leaning close to her face and snarling, "Never met a female who could heal...bet you could handle everything I wanna do to you."
Marie quickly yanked off her glove before grabbing his wrist with her bare hand and smirking, "That and more..."
The feral's expression quickly turned from one of cockiness to horror as he felt the excruciating pain of her mutation begin to work its dark magic on his skin.
Suddenly, Marie heard Logan yell her name as he was dropped to the floor. She opened her eyes just in time to see a metal rod flying toward her head.
She was knocked down and dazed for a few seconds before slowly regaining her bearings and standing up as the nasty gash on her head healed itself.
When the fog in her mind cleared, she was able to see that the remainder of the team had joined them, and a couple more "bad guys" had made their appearance. One of which, was a blue woman with reptilian like skin that was engaged in a fight with Logan.
Remy seemed occupied with a green-skinned, frog like creatures, and Scott was disposing of a couple of other, random minions with his optic blasts.
Marie glanced over to see Magneto picking up another metal rod without even touching it, then hurl it at Storm, who was also engaged in a fight.
Marie hollered in warning just before she was attacked by one of Magneto's henchmen, which caught Jean's attention. She was, luckily, able to use her powers to stop the rod from skewering Storm. She then used her powers to toss Magneto backwards against a wall. He hit his head so hard, he was knocked unconscious.
The blue woman saw this and knocked Logan off of her before rushing to the injured older man. The large beast, who was just now regaining consciousness, slowly stood on his shaky feet as she screamed, "Sabertooth!"
This got a response from the feral beast, who quickly rushed over and tossed Magneto over his shoulder before they ran out of the building, leaving their fighting comrades behind.
It took some time, but the team had disposed of and subdued all of their attackers. Now...it was time for questioning.
Logan cracked his neck and looked at Scott, "So, do we start crackin' skulls or what?"
The team leader shook his head, "Jean can get as much information as she needs. We'll just wait, then call the authorities."
He rolled his eyes at the overly diplomatic approach since he was more apt to just start slicing off body parts. When he turned his eyes back to Marie, he noticed Remy attending to her and immediately growled.
This action definitely didn't go unnoticed by the white haired goddess.
When they returned to the mansion, Marie immediately went to the professor to see if he could help her contain the monster she'd absorbed on their mission. It took a few hours, but eventually, he helped compartmentalize the beast and quiet his angry ranting.
Before she left his office, he cleared his throat, "It is quite apparent that you do not have your memories, Rogue. Although I can't simply unlock the secrets of your past, I could provide some clues...I'm helping another with similar issues right now."
Professor Xavier stopped short of mentioning Logan by name since he didn't feel comfortable breaking such confidentiality.
She nodded, "Thanks...that'd be good...but-"
"But, what, my dear?"
Marie pursed her lips, "I'm afraid about what I'd find..."
He gave a brief nod, "That, I understand, but I can guarantee you that, good or bad, whatever you find will bring you peace."
When she left the office and was walking down the hall to return to her room, she decided to take a quick detour to Logan's room just to see if he might have time to help her work out some of the post-mission stress.
When she walked into his pitch black room, she quickly flicked on the lights. Instead of finding Logan in his bed, she found Jean laying there in nothing but a black negligee.
"Oh g-g-god", stammered Marie.
The two women stared at each other wide eyed for several seconds until Logan suddenly emerged from the bathroom with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his waist.
When he saw he two women in his room, he looked confused, bewildered and somewhat distraught.
Before another word could be uttered, Marie rushed from the room. By the time she made her way to her own room, Remy was half asleep in their bed. He glanced up at her, "Hey...where ya been?"
"With the professor. He thinks he might be able to help me with my past."
That broke Remy out of his half-asleep haze, "Really? Uh...ya sure you wanna open that door, belle?"
Marie nodded, "I need to know. My whole life has been on hold for the past 15 years because I don't know who I am. Maybe if I find out who I really am, I can start living."
"But what if you find out somethin' you don't wanna know?"
She began pulling off her clothes as she walked into the bathroom, "My minds made up. I'm doin' this...whether you wanna support me or not."
Remy sighed as he heard the shower start up. He murmured and ran a hand through his hair, "What if you find out somethin' I don't want you to know..."
When Marie was safely under the spray of the shower, she covered her face and did something she thought she'd never do...she cried...over a man.
Uh oh! Was this a misunderstanding? Or was Logan really getting some Jean-action on the side? Sorry for the long periods between updates! Life is crazy! Please review!