Running Again (Marie/Logan, mentions of others; PG; 1/?)
- Disclaimers and All That Jazz: The characters of Marie
and Logan don�t belong to me.. They belong to Fox, or
Marvel, or whoever has copyright claims to them. This
story takes place where the movie left off.
Rating: PG - slight use of swearing, but very
The wind howled through the deserted platform. Marie
sat on the cold wet bench waiting for the train to
arrive. She watched the water drip from a corner of
the leaky shelter. Drip. Drip. Drip. It wasn�t quite
raining anymore, but just drizzling. Nevertheless, it
was still a horrible day. One to match how Marie was
It had been a month after Logan left the mansion. For
every day that he had left, she missed him all the
more. She wanted to see him and despite his promise to
be back for his dog tag, she didn�t believe him. With
restless night after restless night, she finally
decided to go after him and find him.
She didn�t realize what she had cut out for her, for
she only knew that he was headed out to Canada. From
picking up tidbits of information she overheard, Logan
was apparently going somewhere in the West. Probably
Alberta, she thought. That was where they had first
met, that fateful night at the bar where he had been
�working�, as he called it.
Marie looked down at her gloved hands, clutching the
train ticket ever so tightly. She only had enough for
a one way ticket for now. Hopefully, she�d be able to
get together enough to get a ride home. She shivered
as the wind came blowing through again. She held
together the top of her jacket so the cold air
wouldn�t get inside her coat and to keep her hood from
blowing off. Where the hell was the train? she
As if on cue, she heard the faint whistle of the
train pulling up. She quickly got up, and picked up
her duffel bag in the one hand. Moments later, she was
sitting in the warm train car staring out the window
as the dreary city of Winchester zoomed by. Everyone
back at the mansion thought she still didn�t realize
what a shot in the dark this was. Finding Logan in all
of Canada, with only the slightest clue that he COULD
be in Alberta was like finding a needle in a billion
haystacks. Scott and Jean had tried to talk to her
after Xavier�s attempts had failed. What they didn�t
know was that Marie was fully aware of what she was
doing. She knew it was crazy to go searching for Logan
in a big country like Canada, but she missed him
desperately and longed to see him again. She couldn�t
risk the chance of him never coming back to
She knew what everyone back home thought about what
she was doing. �You�re crazy� Bobby had said, �Are you
sure about this?� Jean had asked. It was easy for her
to say that. She HAD the one she loved with her every
day. Marie loved Logan, even if he didn�t know it.
She sat in silence, in deep thought. She recalled the
things he had said to her during the short time they
knew each other. �I�ll take care of you. I promise.�
How could fulfill that promise when he wasn�t around?
To be continued...?
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