Title: Fate's Cupid 2/?
Author: Susan Litten
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Summery: Two new arrivals spell love for our
intrepid duo. (How'd you like dem apples?)
A/N: This is for a few people, and they ass up to so
many that, While I appreiciate them, I can't remember
names. So You all know who you are.
But one name does stick out, and that is Brianna. A
coworker who is delighted to here my story ideas
before I write, in between our asking if you'd like
fries with that....
Salome Amaris Logan wasn't sure of very many things
in her life, but one thing even she knew for certain,
when Rome gave an order, she was to follow it to the
letter, even if it meant that he was the one to fall,
and she was to one to live.
That was why, at nine o'clock one Wednesday night
in January, she found herself running to the Pike
Place Market in downtown Seattle. Her orders: to get
on the passenger ferry that would take her to
Bremerton and wait at the public park until sunrise,
at which time, he would either join her or she would
go on her own to Westchester, New York, to meet the
man that could protect her.
It sounded simple, yet, at the same time, wholly
What type of woman was she, she wondered as she
stopped to catch her breath, that she would abandon
her only family, to save her own worthless skin?
Why, just look at that couple, the man with the
pointy hair and burly demeanor, and his companion
with the white striped hair. Surely, she�d never
consider leaving him to fight off a horde of villains
by himself. Hell, it must be love, to wear the
matching leather jumpsuits out in public...
Salome stopped thinking, even forgot to breathe as
her eyes met those of the leather-clad man. Shit.
This was not good.
Finally realizing who they were, Solly turned and
ran out into the middle of traffic, all the while
clutching the duffle bag to her chest. Behind her she
could hear the shout of the man to �Stop�, but his
call fell on deaf ears drowned out by the sound of her
blood rushing and the beat of her own heart.
"Logan?" Marie asked as he shouted out.
"That was the girl. I'm tellin' ya, these two
musta been in somethin' deep ta make them freak out
like this." Without another word, he took off after
the runaway, dodging traffic much as she had.
While the girl was smaller and lighter, she had
also been worn out from her running from Scooter and
the others earlier. It didn't take Logan long to
catch up with her.
Reaching out, he grabbed one of her pumping arms and
swung her around. She immediately opened her mouth to
scream, but Logan managed to clamp a hand down over
her mouth before she could make any sound.
With the struggling girl in his arms, he moved into a
Setting her down, he pushed her against the wall,
and began to remove his hand from her mouth. She
remained quiet, but watched him warily.
"Look, kid. I'm sorry if I hurt ya, but we need to
talk to ya." Logan began, watching as Marie walked up
"I dropped George. I need my bag." The girl
whimpered. Fear shone clearly in her eyes.
"I have it, Sugah." Marie held it out to her, and
the girl slipped away from Logan's grasp. She reached
out and took the bag from Marie, flashing a sad smile
at her, before dropping to her knees on the slick
pavement and opening the duffle bag.
"Oh, George. I'm sorry." She reached in a pulled
out a scruffy ball of gray fur. Turning back to the
duo, she clutched 'George' to her chest as she began
to cry. "I'll go back with ya, no problems, if I
can keep George with me. Please."
"Kid, I don't know who you think we are, but we
ain't here to hurt you. Only to take ya to
Her head shot up. "Westchester? In New York?"
"Yeah. We were sent by Charles Xavier." Marie
reached out and began stroking the ball of fur,
surprised when it gave a rumbley purr.
"Xavier as in 'The Xavier School for the Gifted'?"
"Yes." Logan just stood there, watching
Marie slowly interact with the girl. She was petting
that ball of fur, making the damn thing purr.
Solly closed her eyes and winced. "Well, hell.
Rome is gonna tan my hide for this one. And here I
thought you guys were sent by the Canadian
"Yeah, well, they weren't too happy when we
"Because you thought we were some sort of
faction?" Logan crossed his arms across his chest
and raised one eyebrow.
Salome looked at him. "No. No, you�re right. We
ran because we were peeing in our pants with fright at
the sight of your-"
"Salome Amaris!" A man ran into the alleyway.
"Of all the times to be wrong, you had to pick now,
didn't you?" The man, looking a mix between worried
and pissed off, went over to Salome and helped her to
stand up. He kept his hands on her shoulders in a
tight grip. "You realize who these people are?"
"Uh huh." She smiled. "We already covered that."
"Then you realize that I could have killed one of
"George is fine."
"Don't you even try to change the subject. You are
in serious trouble, Missy." He looked down at her.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Solly....Arghh!" He dropped his hands from her
shoulders and stalked over to Logan and Marie.
Holding out his hand, he introduced himself. "Rome."
Logan took a hold of the proffered hand and pumped
it once. "Logan. And this is Rogue."
Rome looked him up and down. "Nice suit. Do all of
you go outside in those?"
"Unfortunately. Umm...not to be a nag or anything,
but did you actually hurt anyone, like, say, a guy
with red sunglasses?"
"Logan!" Rogue slapped him on the arm.
"Not really. The redhead might need some stitches,
but she'll live." Rome gestured to the street. "More
worried that her little boyfriend might take my head
off for runnin' though."
"How'd you find us?" Marie stood up and dusted off
"Solly here is a telepath, and as a general rule,
she remains connected to me at all times. It was just
a matter of following the mental flashing light."
Taking the cat from his sister, he checked the
animal's eyes. "Well, he didn�t stay sedated for long.
Musta not have given him enough."
"Lemme get this straight. You sedated your
sister's pet, stuffed him in a duffle bag, and ran
with him halfway across Seattle?" Rogue looked
between the girl and her brother.
"Solly wasn't gonna leave him, and have you ever
tried to run at top speed with a cat in your shirt?
They don't take kindly to it."
"Wolverine! Rogue!" They all turned to watch a
slightly flustered and definitely out of breath
Cyclops enter the ally. "I see you found them. Jean
is going to need some stitches from the wound you gave
her, Rome, isn't it?" His tone was disapproving.
"Not to mention the fact that she wants an explanation
for those claws."
"All explanations will be later, when I don't have
to do them more then once." Rome handed George back
to Solly, who grinned at her brother. "Shall we?"
"Is there anyone you want to see before we leave,
to say goodbye...or something?" Cyclops gestured to
the view of the city that they had from the dingy
Rome remained quiet for a moment, and then looked
Salome. She closed her eyes and tilted her head to
the side, as if thinking hard or listening to
something no one else could hear.
After a few heartbeats, she opened her clear blue
eyes and smiled. "No, Scott Summers. There is no one
here who we need see. Shall we, Fearless Leader?"
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