PART 4
He was gone! "Shit!"
Marie looked down the corridor. Nothing.
She peered into the lounge. Nothing.
It felt like the air hadn't even been disturbed. Nothing moved. The corridor was empty The muted sounds of the dining hall came from behind her.
And a hand touched her shoulder. Marie yelped and spun around.
Heart in throat, Marie glared death threats at the grinning man. "LOGAN! Don't do that!"
He loved to pad around softly, surprising her and the other school residents like that Someday someone was going to have a heart attack.
"Noticed ya left early," He grinned.
"Did ya' also notice that your friend Mikael left early too?" She retorted.
"Yep," he stopped grinning. "And I noticed ya' following him."
"Were. Lost him already," Marie stared at her feet feeling stupid.
"The front door just closed," Logan extended one claw, and scratched absent mindedly at one of his sideburns.
"What?" Marie looked up.
"The door… someone just went out…" His sentence trailed off as he spoke to Marie's back. Sheathing the claw, he ran after her as she tore down the corridor.
Standing outside Logan and Marie pressed themselves up against the bushes and trees. They watched a taxi cab pull up and then slow down outside the mansion's main gate.
"What are you doing, Marie?" Logan whispered next to her head which was barely visible in the darkness.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Weren't you in the kitchen too this afternoon?" She hissed sarcastically. Logan gave her an unreadable expression and Marie sighed.
"I don't know. I just know that I don't trust him," She whispered back.
She hushed Logan as he opened his mouth again. They watched Mikael step out off the shadows and into the idling taxi. As the car pulled off down the road, Marie ran back to the mansion.
"Now where the hell are you going?" Logan called after her.
"Following him," Marie called back.
Marie could hear Logan swearing as he moved out their hiding place and loped off after her. When he caught up to her, she was in the garage putting on a helmet and straddling his Harvey.
"And just when did you become me?" He asked in an exasperated voice.
"Ha! When I got fifteen years of you stuck in my head, shush," Rogue answered tapping the helmet with her index finger.
Logan sent her a huge grin. Swinging his leg over the bike, he gunned it alive as Rogue scooted up to his back and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
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