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Times Past	By : gallygaskins Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female Views: 1619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4 - The arrival (Logan's POV)

"What the hell is she doing, isn't she gonna get out of the car or what?" Logan growled. Rogue touched his arm and smiled up at him. He smiled back; she always knew how to make him feel comfortable.

"Perhaps she's not sure whether your gonna eat her or rape her." Scott said eyeing up the unclothed torso of the Wolverine. They had come to an understanding over the three years Logan had been at the school, and for Scott this normally came under the guise of carer to Rogue when Logan needed to 'run away'.

"Oh, please, Scooter. I don't even know what she looks like yet!" Logan passed back.

"When has that ever stopped you?" Scott remarked, eyebrows furrowed over the usual pair of glasses he wore.

"Gentlemen, please." The professor was nervous enough as it was without Logan and Scott bickering at one another. "How will she be able to take in all of the pleasantries if you two continue to argue with one another. It would be nice if you could just leave each other alone for half an hour."

Logan looked back over to the car just in time to see the highly polished door swing open and a pair of legs extract themselves from the rear of the Mercedes. He found he was holding his breath, and didn't even stop to wonder why when he witnessed the sight that unfolded before him. So this was Beth.

She stood still for what seemed like a minute by the now closed door, obviously dressed for travelling in a pair of black loose fitting pants, a cream cashmere sweater with short sleeves and trainers on her feet. She seemed small, maybe around a foot smaller than he was, no maybe nine inches; anyway a pair of stilettos would sort that out. He was sure she would wear them normally. Her skin was the colour of porcelain, obviously not the kind of person to spend too many days in the sun, and her eyes - bewitching. As she moved closer to the group, he could see they were brown, like dark velvety chocolate. Then he noticed the small plump well- rounded lips that made up one of the most beautiful smiles he thought he had ever witnessed. They were painted a deep red; it suited her complexion admirably, along with the subtle earth tones that she wore around her eyes. And her hair exploded with the colour of plums and damsons dancing in the summer sky.

"Earth to Logan." Rogue whispered in his ear. "Hey, you okay?"

"Fine" he said. He caught Beth's scent on the cool breeze; well in truth he had smelt her even before she had got out of the car. It was familiar though, under the aromas of peach blossom running through her hair and vanilla over her skin, he caught her scent and knew he had smelt it before, but how could he? He didn't even know her. The other thing that struck him was that she seemed to be nervous about something.

Logan watched her make her way over to Chuck saying, "No you couldn't, I suppose." Oh god, she was a telepath and how he hated them. Mind you her beauty more than made up for that, a twinkle now firmly set in his eye. Now that he and Scott had come to an agreement about the amount of flirting that could carry on between himself and Jeannie, i.e. there wasn't to be any, he felt he had found his new prey in the form of the stunning creature that was before him hugging her uncle at the moment.

What was Beth saying now? The striking British accent rang around him like he was being enclosed by it; what was she, some kind of imp that could turn your legs to jelly and your head to mush. He couldn't believe the reaction she was having on him, his heart was beating wildly and he was finding it hard to breathe. He looked down at Rogue again, smiling ruefully; the look on her face told him she had obviously noticed all of his reactions to the newcomer.

"You always were the one to give me the run around, I hope you realise that I am now becoming a very old woman, I won't be able to play these games with you any longer." Logan had heard Beth say to Scott.

Logan leant over to Rogue. "I bet she'll give Jeannie a run for her money, Scott is so taken with her." Rogue had sniggered at the very idea. All eyes turned on her and shyness crept over her skin like a hot rash.

Logan heard Chuck introduce Rogue to Beth. Beth moved over with such grace, that Logan could barely contain himself. He watched inanely as they began to talk about Rogue being able to control her ability and he smiled at that. He knew that would be so good for her, she would be able to experience touching, kissing, loving like any normal woman. Loving, now there was a thought, perhaps there was even the slightest chance that Rogue would want him to love her. He could only hope, and to hell with anyone that wouldn't accept him or her. Mind you, he had no idea if Rogue even wanted that to happen in their relationship. He sometimes thought he had recognised Rogue's mutual feelings for him in her eyes, but then why would a beautiful, twenty year old, young woman want to be stuck with an old hack like him?

Beth had no sooner finished her rounds, than now she was standing before him. The intensity of her glare made him falter slightly and he moved his feet to keep himself from falling over. A perfectly manicured hand bolted out from god only knew where, and her normal voice was replaced by something constricted and un-pretty. Hurt and anger tripped through her words, "Logan . right?"

Confused, Logan arched his eyebrows as if he didn't quite realise what Beth had just said to him. She was acting like he had really hurt her in a shared past, but he didn't know who she was. And on that note, who the hell did she think she was? He felt the smooth skin of her hand as he took it and shook it once. "Yeah" he said, and thought 'I think I should play along with her game for a while.' "Beth . right?" he mimicked, a smile turning up the corners of his mouth. "Nice to finally meet you, I've never been thrown out of my room by a woman before." 'Not that that was strictly true, but hey that would be a story for another time' his conscience added.

"This may be the first time, but I'm sure it won't be the last time."

Wait! Hold the phone! How was Logan supposed to react to that? "I was only tryin' to be friendly." He shrugged his shoulders, watching her reaction, smelling her reaction to him. She was attracted to him? How could that be when she so obviously hated him? The knowledge of both Beth's reaction and hatred towards him only served to make him irate. "Hey, lady," he began thinking perhaps that had been a little strong, especially when he noticed the look of astonishment wash over Chuck's face. "What have I done to upset you," he carried on, giving it his all, "I mean I don't even know who you are and your givin' me shit." By god he was angry.

"I'm giving you shit!" Beth had answered.

Logan was totally perplexed by the woman standing in front of him, "have we met before, do you know me?" he asked her, calming down but still unready for her next statement.

"You don't remember?"

"Hey, if I'd met you over the last eighteen years, I would have remembered you."

"I'm sorry, how exactly?"

He looked her up and down, appreciatively. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Scott sigh and roll his eyes, it was obviously all too familiar to him. "Well, there's no way I would forget a figure like that!" Logan joked. He was flirting with her and in her own way she was enjoying it, but this was obviously making her angrier. "I'm sorry," he couldn't believe he was now apologising to her, after all it wasn't him that had the problem, was it? "Look I don't have a long-term memory, nothin' previous to eighteen years anyway. If I ever did anything bad against you, hurt you in any way, I can only apologise. I don't honestly remember."

Logan sensed Beth was nervous. "Well, it wasn't me you hurt, it was my friend. Metaphorically speaking, she died when you walked out on her." And now she was lying. On top of everything else she had lied to him. Obviously 'Ro and Jeannie hadn't told Beth of Logan's ability of an enhanced sense of smell. But before Logan had had the chance to question her further she was gone, vanished from sight and obviously on her way up to his room. To her room, he corrected.

'Logan, I think we should talk, please come by my office as soon as possible,' Chuck broke through Logan's reverie as the professor and everyone else, with the exception of Rogue, made their way back into the school.

Logan sat down on the steps that led up to the porch and put his head in his hands. Rogue watched him as he moved his hands to his neck and started to rub the top of his spine with his thumbs.

"Logan?"

"Yeah?"

"What was that all about?"

"You got me kid."

Rogue moved over to where he was sat, positioned herself on the steps behind him and took over the massage he had been giving himself. "Don't you remember her?"

"No."

"She sure as hell remembers you!"

"No shit!"

"Ah'm sorry, Logan, this is the first time ah feel completely helpless. If you ever wanna talk though!"

"Yeah, I know, Marie. You're always there for me. You're the only one that ever has been."

"Ah wouldn't say that. It's not like you really know what happened all those years ago. For all we know you were married and had a family."

"Do you think that's possible?"

"When you can get behind the façade you put up, you have a really good heart, Logan. Ah think it is possible that ah'm not the only one that has ever seen that side of you."

Logan got up from his seat, turned around a pulled Rogue to her feet. Putting his arms around her he drew her into a hug. He closed his eyes and whispered into her hair, "Thanks."

"Okay."

'Logan?' Goddamn telepaths. "I've gotta go speak with Chuck, Rogue I'll catch up with you later, okay?"

"Yeah, no probs. Ah'll see you later, Logan."

Logan was the final person that evening to vanish through the front doorway. Upon closing the door he headed down the corridor to Chuck's office and walked straight in, after all he didn't really believe in knocking.

"Ah, Logan, at last. I think we need to have a talk about what just happened outside."
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