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Choosing My Confessions.

A month has passes since Logan and Orroro made zealous love atop the mansion roof. Their affair was a one- time thing, their passion for one another scorching, and their lives changed forever.

"'Ro, you ok?" Logan asked concerned. "You don't look so good. You haven't been yourself these past few days.

"Logan, we have a problem, and I don't know if we can deal with this one." She replied as tears started to run down her beautiful face.

"What is it Darlin? The X-Men can handle anything, You know that!" Logan almost paternally said as he held Storms face, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.

"Not the X-Men, Logan, us. You and me." She said as she held his hands. "I'm pregnant!"

"And this is a bad thing? Bobby will be thrilled! The two of you've been trying so long." Logan assumed excitedly.

"It's not his. It's yours!" The white haired woman turned away ashamed as they had both disgraced wedding vows made to other people.

"What! How could... When… Are you sure!" An astonished Wolverine gasped out.

"Yes. That night on the roof, after Jean, Scott and Rachel were taken." The wounds were all still so fresh in so many of the X-Men's minds. The hurt had just barely began to fade as the team, a family really, began to understand that unless Sinister gave them back, those missing may well never return. "Robert and I had decided to put trying on hold, after all that had happened." She breathed. "This is yours."

"Does anyone else know?" Queried Logan.

"Only Beast, and the Professor. I don't know that they know your part." She sniffed back her tears. "I won't hold you to any responsibility, Logan."

"That's my kid. I'm gonna do what's right, 'Ro." He added. "You aren't doing this alone. And we live in a house where everybody reads minds, of course somebody knows."

"If your worried about Emma…" Storm started

"Don't. You know she's had it in for Jean, this is just another piece of fodder for her." He vocalized his thoughts. "She's going to try to get to you over this."

"She can't, Logan. I won't let her."

"That's my girl."

"What of you?" Storm worried. Emma is a very persuasive woman, in many ways and if she can't have her way one way, she'll use another. If she can't seduce Logan into more shame, she'll tell Bobby, and make this already bad situation sound so much worse. Like this had been going on for years, like everybody knew this was going on but him, like Jean made the two of them getting together, Like this has been a joke all on him and there's no chance that Bobby's going to let that go.

"What can Popsicle do to me anyways? I'm more worried about you. You can come live with me. I've got that finished basement, You'd be save."

"Robert deserves to be angry, but he loves me, he wouldn't harm me." She said hopefully.

"No, I wouldn't." Robert "Bobby" Drake has just been informed of his young wife's infidelity, He feels his whole life has been ripped away from him. "And I know I can't hurt him." He points to Logan. " I want to, but I can't. What good would that do."

"Bobby, I.." Logan starts, but what do you say to a man whom you've ruined? What can you say?

"Shut up, Logan. I can't begin to think what made you think you had the right to take everything away from me and why I had to find out through Emma." Bobby sighs as he twists his own ring around his frozen finger. His was a special ring carved of African wood by Orroro, she carved it because only wood could handle the freezing temperatures Bobby created. Metals start to shatter, crack or warp at extreme temperatures, right now he feels like his heart is made of metal, as broken as it is. "And Storm, why? Wasn't I good to you? How long has this gone on?

"We happened once, Robert. Just once, a month ago." She replied. She didn't bother to tell him that one night was the best she'd ever experienced. That the echoes of that night still ripple through her.

"That's supposed to make me feel better? I never cheated on you! Ever! Even when we made love, I kept my eyes open and only saw you! Not even when Emma was purring all over me like an affection starved kitten! And what about the life we wanted for each other? Was that just me?" He screamed. He's a man who has nothing left to loose, this isn't just Bobby shouting, it's almost as though every man who has ever been betrayed crying out through him.

"Popsicle, I'm willing to take my blame for this, and my responsibility. This ain't just her fault!" Logan defended Storm.

"I don't want to hear anything from you, I know how bad you can physically hurt me, and I don't care. It can't possibly be as bad as this. So do your worse, just… shut… up! Why don't you go home. I need to talk to my wife."

Logan doesn't. say another word, just a look to Storm that says it all. "I'm here for you." As he walks the two miles home he thinks about what's happened here and how to fix this, if it can be.

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