Chapter 4

Marie was awakened by the loud knocking outside Logan's door. He was exhausted and sat up, she had really worn him out. Marie sprung out of bed and stretched and then walked over to the door. When she pulled it open and rubbed her eyes the large figure immediately startled her and she slammed the door, realizing it was Victor.

It was at that exact moment that she remembered the tour she was supposed to give him. She ran back to the bed and jumped on top of Logan and burst into tears.

"Oh my god, Marie, what's wrong?" he shouted, wrapping his arms around her. Logan sniffed the air, and he could smell Victor.

"I told him I'd give him a tour! I completely forgot! Oh god, I'm such a dumbass!" Marie sobbed. She was hoping to avoid him until Logan could convince the Professor to make him leave, but now she had made an agreement to show him around and he was here.

"It's okay, it's okay, you're not a dumbass," he whispered, kissing her forehead and trying to calm her down. Logan set her back down on the bed as she scurried under the covers.

He opened the door as Victor turned around from facing down the hall, "Brother, is Marie here?" Victor asked.

"She is, but I'm afraid she can't come out and play, Vic. Maybe another day," Logan smirked sarcastically and shut the door. But before he could fully close it, Victor stuck his foot in and blocked it.

"Look, Jimmy, she said she'd show me around the school, and I expect a tour guide," he smiled, pushing the door open further.

Just then, a smiling and ditsy looking Jubilee bounded down the hall and straight into Victor, "Tour guide at your service! Marie texted me and told me you needed someone to show you 'round this place!"

Logan smiled at Victor, "See, there ya go, you got your tour guide, have fun."

Victor growled as Logan shut the door and went back into the bedroom to see Marie, still huddled under the sheets. He wasn't worried about Jubilee, one move from Victor, and she'd turn him into one hell of a firework display. Marie on the other hand, was cured, and was very vulnerable without her abilities. He assumed she was probably very scared and knocking herself for being so care free, but he like her that way, and he loved her. No-one made his Marie feel scared.

He climbed back into the bed and pulled her into his embrace. She sniffled and buried her face into his chest. She was obviously very upset.

"Marie, it's okay, I'm gonna convince Chuck to kick him out," he said, pushing some of her hair out of her face as she leaned up to look at him. She suddenly grabbed his face in her hands and pulled him into a hungry kiss. Although not unwelcome, Logan was unprepared, and surprised.

"Feelin' better?" he laughed, as she climbed off of him and to the other side of the bed. They both layed on their sides, propped up on their elbows.

"I just wanna thank ya for bein' so comforting and protective, you don't even know how much that means to me," she smiled, reaching over and playing with the hem of his tank top.

"You know I'd do anything for ya, kid. I love you," he replied.

She slowly slid the fabric of his tank top upwards toward his chest with her index finger, smirking devilishly. She placed one of her soft hands on his chest and smoothed over his chest and stomach which was firm and hairy.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked, chuckling as she just stared at his chest in awe and stroked his abdomen.

"Worked pretty hard to get these bad boys, eh?" she smiled, running her fingers along his abs.

"I've had plenty of decades to perfect them," he laughed.

After a few hours, Logan and Marie got dressed in day clothes and left the mansion to go shopping. He agreed to take her out and buy her some new clothes.

They walked into the mall as Marie darted for the Victoria's Secret just inside the entrance. Logan followed behind her slowly, just to keep an eye on her. HS suddenly stopped, turned around and ran back over to him, grabbing him by the arm.

"Come on, help me pick somethin' out!" she smiled brightly, excited that finally she had a boyfriend to buy lingerie for.

"You pick whatever you want, kid, anything looks good on you," he replied.

She blushed a little and leaned up to kiss his cheek, "Thanks, darlin', but I finally have someone to buy this stuff for, at least tell me what you'd like to see?"

Logan's eyebrows raised and he smiled wickedly, "Something see through."

Marie hit him playfully on the arm and stopped before entering the store, "Just give me something! A color, a pattern? a style?"

Logan's mind raced with all the possibilities, he had never been the one to choose, "You look good in red," he chuckled.

She kissed him on the lips and dashed into the store excitedly. Logan sat on a bench outside of the store and waited 25 minutes for her to exit. When she did, she was beaming with excitement.

"What'd ya get?" he asked, standing and trying to snatch the bag out of her hand.

She pulled the bag away and smirked, "You'll see later."

Logan smiled back, he loved her playful sense of humor, but if he was being completely honest he was actually really anxious to see what exactly was in that bag.

After a few more clothing stores, a hardware store for Logan, they were seated in the food court, sharing an XL fry from New York Fries. Marie was dipping her fries in ketchup and enjoying every bite of the delicious snack. Logan was watching her eat when her eyes met with his.

"It's not nice to stare, ya know," she smiled.

Logan chuckled, "Can't help it."

Once they finished their fries, they both headed to the upper level to do some more shopping. Logan noticed a jewellery shop that he remembered Marie having a catalogue for.

"American Eagle! Logan, I'll be right back!" she squealed as she ran into the store that was displaying huge signs with "50% off" on them.

He snuck away and into "Tiffany's" to pick something out for Marie. He realized that he had yet to get her a gift, something that was a reminder of him, something to finally replace his old dog tags.

"Hello there, sir!" a very happy sales lady named, Jessica, greeted him at the door, "How may I help you today?"

"Uh- I- uh, something for my girlfriend," he smiled, looking like a fish out of water.

"Oh, she must be a lucky lady," Jessica laughed, nudging him in the arm, "Follow me."

Logan followed her to a small table towards the back of the store. He was able to smell Marie and the perfume she was wearing, and he could easily tell he was still in American Eagle.

She sat down across from him with a notepad and pen, "So, what were you interested in getting her? A ring? Bracelet? Necklace?"

"Necklace," Logan replied.

"Wonderful choice, would you like something with a diamond in it? Sterling silver? Somethi-" she continued before Logan cut her off.

"Look, lady, I appreciate you being all helpful and stuff but I was just sorta hoping you could pick it out for me. I don't really know about stuff like this.." he groaned.

"Oh, well, that's perfectly fine," she smiled. A minute later, she came back with a tray with several necklaces on it. Logan looked at each one and tried to look thoughtful as his mind wondered who was winning the football game at the moment.

"And this one is just exquisite!" Jessica piped up as she pushed one of the necklaces towards him.

Logan's eyes lit up, it was plain and simple, just like Marie. It was a big silver heart, with a smaller heart hanging off of it. This was perfect, just like him and her, big and small, linked together.

"This is great," he smiled. He paid $200 for the necklace, which was a little hard to comprehend, but for Marie, he'd do anything.

He was relieved to leave the store, that was enough sappy, "lovey dovey" girly stuff for today. He shoved the little blue box in his pocket and headed towards American Eagle.

Marie was just paying when he arrived at the store. She retrieved her receipt and walked up to him with 3 bags in hand.

"Sorry about that, there was so much stuff on sale!" Marie gabbed.

"No problem kid," he smiled, wrapping an arm around her waist.

After a few more stores, Marie was ready to go.

Back at the mansion, Everyone was getting ready for March Break. As much as this school was considered a little out of the ordinary, Charles tried to give the kids as normal of a life as possible, and that included vacation time.

Marie bounded into the school to show Jubilee the new clothes she had bought, while Logan walked in, eagerly heading to his room to wait for Marie.

When he got into his room, Victor was sitting on the bed. Logan groaned and turned away from the door to face him, "I'm not really into this kinda stuff, Victor," he joked.

Victor scoffed, "She doesn't have to be afraid of me, ya know," Victor replied, standing and making his way over to Logan.

"Yes, she does. I know what you're capable of, what an animal you are," Logan growled.

"Jimmy, relax. You've changed, I've changed, the world is all sunshine and rainbows!" Victor smirked sarcastically.

"I have an appointment with Chuck tomorrow, and I'm gonna make sure he kicks your ass out on the curb," Logan yelled.

"Poor, poor, Jimmy. You think kicking me out of this school is gonna solve all your problems, but I'm always gonna be a part of your life. Whether it happens sooner or later, we'll meet again," Victor snarled.

Logan opened the door and stood beside it, "Just go."

Victor exited slowly, making sure to leave his scent in his room for as long as he could. Logan slammed it shut and sat down on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.

Marie entered with her bags in tow, "Are you okay?" she asked, noticing his unhappy demeanor.

Logan stood up and walked over to her, snaking both his hands around her waist, "I am now."

"You have a way with words Mr. Howlett," she smiled, then placed a passionate kiss on his lips.

Logan broke the kiss and lead her to the bed, holding her hand as she weakly followed behind him, with lust filled eyes. He was like a drug, a sexy, loving, wonderful drug.

She sat down on the bed and started to removed her top, but he stopped her by holding out a light blue box in front of her. She stopped dead in her tracks and slowly looked up into his eyes, "Wha- what?" she asked, eyes wide with confusion.

"I just got ya a little somethin'," he smiled,.

She opened the box and gasped when she saw the beautiful necklace sitting in the middle of the tiny silky pillow.

"Oh my god, Logan!" she exclaimed, then jumped up into his arms, wrapping all her limbs around him to get as close as humanly possible. Logan chuckled and kissed her back, then sat her back down on the bed. He removed the necklace from its box and placed it around her neck and clipped it close.

Marie stood in front of the mirror admiring the piece of jewelry that hung from her neck. Logan walked up behind her and hugged her tight.

"I love it... thank you," she almost cried. Logan just kissed the back of her head snaked a hand up the hem of her shirt.

"You don't waist anytime, do ya?" she laughed.

"Would you like to wait?" he smirked. Marie shook her head and turned around to face him, cupping his face in her hands and pulling him into a hungry kiss.

Logan pulled away for a second and went into the top drawer of his dresser, which was now reserved for Marie, and pulled out his, well 'her' dog tags, "Guess we can get rid of these now," he smiled.

"No!" Marie shouted, running over to him and snatching them out of his hand, "I love these!"

She did? That made his heart ache even more than he thought it could, she couldn't part with them, which means she would never be able to part with him.

Logan chuckled and pulled her on top of him onto the bed. His entire body ached for hers, but somewhere in the back of his mind, the image of his brother, taking Marie away from him, was still present... and that was the last thing he wanted to be thinking about at that moment.

"Is something wrong?" Marie asked, noticing how his kisses were slowing.

"Huh?" Logan mumbled, snapping back from the horrific images he was fighting off in his mind, "Um, yea, I'm great, sorry, just a lot on my mind."

Marie climbed off of him and onto the bed, "Then lets talk."

Logan missed her body on top of him, "It's fine, darlin'," he smiled, pulling her back into an embrace.

Marie pulled back and sat with her arms crossed on the bed, "Logan, I know somethin's up, and you are gonna sit there and tell me what's goin' on right now, mister!" she said assertively.

Logan laughed slightly at her authoritarian attitude, "I'm just a little worried," he sighed.

"The big bad Wolverine is worried?" she smirked.

"This is why I'm not gonna tell you!" he laughed, "You'll think I'm a pussy."

"Nonono, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she giggled, "I'm just teasin', tell me."

Logan sighed and looked into her eyes, "I want to pretend like everything's fine and that nothing will happen to you, but now that you're cured... I worry more than ever! If Victor got you, or killed you or somethin'... I honestly wouldn't know what to do."

Marie's eyes started to water, she had never seen this sappy side of Logan before... and it was beautiful. She jumped onto him and pulled him into a bone crushing hug, "Logan, nothing is going to happen, I'm gonna be here, in your arms, for the rest of my life."

Logan breathed in her sweet scent and kissed her on the cheek lightly. He really hoped what she was saying would be true, "Marie, if I lost you-" he started to say but coughed a little as he felt tears threaten to from his eyes.

Marie cupped his face in her hands and held his face to look at her. She stared into his wild hazel eyes that were slightly red from his raw emotion and 'almost' crying, "Logan, I promise ya, whatever happens, I will always come home to ya."

They kissed passionately before relaxing and falling into a deep slumber wrapped in each other's arms. Although sleeping, Logan's mind was chaos, trying to figure out ways to rid himself of Victor, without getting kicked out of the mansion for killing, what the professor considered, a 'fellow' mutant.

The sun rolled in through the window and woke Logan up who was still laying underneath a sleeping Marie. He shifted slightly to grab the remote and she woke up, "Huh?" she spoke groggily.

"Nothin' kid, go back to sleep," he whispered, brushing his hand over her hair.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, noticing their awkward sleeping arrangement, "Did we- did we have sex last night?" she asked, still rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"... No... is that a bad thing?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No, not at all, I was just wondering why I didn't feel I've been in an accident for the first time in a while," she giggled. Logan laughed too and reached up to tickle her midsection.

"Logan! Logan, stop! Stop! Ahahahaha!" she laughed and rolled around as he relentlessly tickled her with his large hands. When he finally let go, her breathing was heavy and she was almost crying from the laughter.

Logan relented and let her catch her breath before kissing her neck and holding her close once again.

"I'm nervous," Marie sighed, "I just wish we didn't have to deal with this kinda stuff! I mean, I'm a teenage girl! I have enough problems without the threat of a hairy beast trying to eat me!" she whined.

"He's not gonna eat you," Logan chuckled.

"I know, I know... but I'm still worried," she replied.

"Don't worry, kid, I'm always gonna be here to protect you, no matter what," Logan smiled and kissed her cheek.

"Life is so stressful," Marie sighed yet again.

"I know, baby," Logan agreed. Marie suddenly jumped off the bed and scurried to the bathroom.

"Hey, where ya goin in such a hurry?" Logan laughed.

She peeked her head out of the door, "I do still have school ya know?"

"Oh, right," Logan replied.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes, Logan was kissing her goodbye at the door to her classroom.

Bobby was standing just inside the classroom with Kitty, but he was staring at Marie.

Marie decided to take advantage of this moment and wrapped her arms around Logan's neck and kissed him passionately, even grinding herself into him for effect.

Logan noted the sudden change and kissed her back with equal endeavor, who was he to disappoint his woman?

Bobby scoffed and lead Kitty even further into the classroom where they would be out of sight. Marie let go and wiped her mouth slightly with her thumb, "See ya later, sugah," she whispered.

Logan stood there feeling amazing. Everything seemed right when he was kissing Marie. He stood at the door for a few minutes, watching her sit and write in her notebook, being a good student and following the rules. She was such a good kid, the complete opposite of himself, but that's what made it work.

All of a sudden, the professor appeared beside Logan, "Ah, Logan, are you ready for our meeting?" he asked, tapping the dazed Logan.

Logan spun around and caught his voice, somewhere in the 3 minutes of staring at Marie he had begun to drool, and wiped it quickly, "Uh, yea, after you," he gestured his arm towards the office.

When they sat down and closed the door, Logan began his speech.

"My brother needs to leave. Having him here puts not only myself and Marie, but the entire school in danger . And I know you think he's become a new man and is all good and you can't read a single bad thought, yadda yadda, but I know, he hasn't changed."

The professor nodded and paused, "Logan, he could be an asset to this team, and he doesn't appear to have any negative thoughts towards any of us."

"He's putting up blocks! You know his past with Emma Frost, that little bitch could'a taught him a few tricks," the professor then cut Logan off.

"Language please!"

"Sorry, Chuck, but I'm being honest here. He told me that I better watch Marie and keep a close eye on her! She's scared, and frankly, I am a little too! If I'm not allowed to kill him, at least kick him out, don't make us sleep under the same roof! As soon as she closes her eyes, she's in danger!" Logan growled.

"Logan, please calm down. If it is true, what you mentioned about him threatening Marie, I have no choice but to force him to leave, I had no idea that he was doing such things, but he is a part of this team now, and I want to be fully aware of his intentions before I 'kick him out'. So, let me do a few therapy sessions with him, and I'll let you know, alright?" Charles replied.

"Fine." Logan groaned and left the room. That was all he was gonna get for now, but it was something.

He decided that tonight, he was gonna do something nice for Marie, give her a night off from all the stress. He went back to his room to make the bed and get things ready for tonight. He had to make this special, something to take her mind off of all the chaos.

Jubilee barged in just as Logan was pulling up the right corner of the bed sheet, "Whoa, Wolvie! Special occasion?" she smirked.

"Get lost, firecracker," he joked, throwing a pillow at her.

She caught the pillow and slowly walked over to place it on the bed, "Never thought I'd see you makin' a bed!"

"Marie's a little stressed lately," he started to tell her, but she interrupted him.

"OMG, that's so sweet!" Jubes jumped up and down, "You're like her Prince Charming!"

"Yeah, a real Prince here," Logan joked, letting his claws extend and then pulling them back in.

"Anything you need help with?" Jubilee poked him in the arm.

"I think I'm good, thanks," Logan replied, pulling up the left corner.

"Oh come on, there has to me soooomething I can help you with!" She exclaimed.

"What's Marie's favourite restaurant?" Logan suddenly turned around and asked, she HAD to be of some use.

"Um, ooh, she's always wanted to go to that one near that clothing store and that place," she tapped her chin, trying to remember the name.

Logan was wrong, she was NO help.

"Gambit!" Jubilee bellowed down the hallway, "Gambit, get your ass over here this instant!"

Logan looked surprised at the volume of Jubilee's voice, and wondered why she was calling Remy.

Suddenly, Remy showed up at the door.

"Yes, dear," Remy sighed.

"Since when did they start dating?" Logan wondered in his head.

"Remy, darling, what is the name of the French restaurant near that clothing store I always drag you to?" she asked.

"Oh, Sous le Soleil," Remy smiled, "Under the sun."

"Under the sun, yea, take her to Soolay Soley!" Jubilee announced. Remy wasn't even going to bother correcting her on her French, she wouldn't listen to him anyways.

"Thanks, hun," Jubilee kissed Remy on the cheek.

Remy waved at Logan and quickly left, if Logan had a choice, he would leave Jubilee's company too.

"Anything else?" Jubilee asked, rocking on her heels.

"Nope, thanks," Logan grunted, placing the last of the pillows on the bed.

"Okay, holler if you need me!" she smiled, and left the room.

Logan pulled up the restaurants page on the computer and got their phone number. He called to make reservations for 7 and left to do a load of laundry, which Marie had planned to do. Anything he could do to help her out, that was his priority today.

No sooner after Logan left the room, did Sabertooth appear from around the hall. He had been listening to Logan making reservations, and snuck into his room. He pulled up the browser history and noted the restaurants address.

Logan walked into the laundry room with the hamper in his arms. He noticed that the laundry room was empty. One step into it and he remembered why he always hated doing laundry; the smell. Tide and Downy may smell like a tropical dream to some, but to him, all he could smell was the oncoming of a painful headache. He had learnt to control his senses, to be able to tune in and out, but the detergent was so potent, it was almost unbearable, but he HAD to, for Marie.

He sat the hamper on top of the machine and shuffled through the clothes. He may not have been on the cover of "Housewife Weekly" but he did know that you're supposed to separate lights and darks. So he separated them.

"Tank top: light, t-shirt: dark, pink bra: light, pink panties: light, black panties: dark, navy panties: dark," Logan talked to himself quietly as he sorted, "White panties: light, god, is there anything in here but panties?" After sorting through all the rest, he had his answer, there were 3 of his wife beaters, a couple bras, 6 shirts, 2 pairs of jeans and about 15 pairs of panties, most of which were new and she wanted to wash before wearing, he ripped off the tags and threw all of the laundry in the wash, one load of dark and one load of light. Just as he sat down to watch the cycles spin, Marie walked in.

"Hey, sugah, whatcha doin' in here?" she asked, walking over to him and kissing his cheek.

"Doin' the laundry ... you own a lot of underwear kid," he laughed.

"A girl can never have enough," she smiled and sat down next to him.

"So, tonight I'm takin' ya out," he smirked.

"You are?" she gasped, "To where?"

"Surprise, darlin', meet me in the garage at 6:30, kay?" he asked, winking for added effect.

"Yes sir," she stood up and saluted, then walked out, swaying her hips a little bit more, out of anxiousness.

Logan just chuckled, she made him crazy.

Little did either of them know, dinner was going to offer more of a surprise than a complimentary soufflé.