Marie couldn't believe how tired she was, she could feel her eyes shutting. "Don't fight it kid, sleep. You're not missing anything I'll wake you up in the mornin' okay?" he asked as he turned the heat to full blast. "Okay" she said and smiled over at him.

Logan couldn't keep his eyes off this girl, sure she was only a girl but she was beautiful. He looked away swallowing hard, cursing himself for being so vile. She turned over facing him, on her face was a slight smile. He finally took the time to look her over; she had pale creamy white skin, full pink pouty lips, dark chestnut brown wavy hair and a tiny but curvy slender body. He sighed and ran his hand through his dark curly hair, he was getting it bad.

Marie was having the best dream she had had since her powers had developed. Ever since then she kept dreaming about him... the way he looked in the hospital bed. It was horrible. All of the sudden she was awoken from her wonderful dream to someone tapping her shoulder. "Come on kid. Wake-up" a soft voice spoke in her ear. She smiled and opened her eyes. "Sorry sugar." She said. "So what Is your name anyways?" the wolverine asked. "Marie. Or rogue, whatever." She said looking at him. "Logan." He said. She smiled..."I like it." He smiled back... they got out of the car and headed for the diner.

"What can I get for you and your girlfriend?" the waitress asked Logan. He smiled, although he tried to ignore the thought, it came anyways. He liked them assuming Marie and himself were a couple. He looked over to Marie and smiled a cocky grin. "what do you want darlin'?" she blushed but played along..." Oh, you know me well enough, you order for me?" she said and looked at Logan with a gleam in her eye. "We'll have the pancakes, eggs, and bacon with two coffees and a orange juice please" the waitress wrote down the order. "be right out with your meal." She said and winked at Logan. He rolled his eyes. As did Marie. "She sure is friendly." Marie said and crossed her arms. "Really, I didn't notice." Logan said and felt a swell of pride, his Marie, no... Just Marie, was jealous, over him. She shrugged but under her breath she mumbled. "Really, guess you were too distracted by her plunging neck line." Logan coughed.. "Excuse me?" he said laughing.. "Uh, nothing..." she said turning bright red.

Four hours passed before Logan decided to pull over get them rooms. "This is a nice place." Marie said looking around. Logan nodded his head "yeah". "Excuse me, we need two rooms please." Marie said smiling at the manager. "Of course ... Just a moment" he said and began typing on his computer." Oh dear, it seems that we only have one room available but there is a queen size bed." He said and looked nervously at Logan. Logan to Marie and her back at him. "I guess that will be fine. " Logan said after seeing Marie shake her head. Ten minutes they were pulling their stuff into their room.. They looked at the bed and then at each other, hm, this will be awkward. Marie thought.

An hour later the asphsmere wasn't feeling so tight. Marie and logan lay spread out on the floor a beer in each of their hand. It took some begging but logan finally threw marie one. "and, and.. when you hit that guy with your head, priceless. Oh ad did you see the look of the owner when you broke his gun in half, I thought he was gonna pee his pants." Marie said laughing she was trying to mimick the face when she tripped and fell into Logan's lap… they laughed. "Sorry," Marie whispered. Logan smiled and placed a loose strand of hair behind Marie's ear. "It's okay, no harm done." She smiled at him and blushed. But tried to cover, "no, don't your blush is beautiful." Logan said in his drunken stupor. Marie smacked his arm away playfully. "Oh stop, your making me blush more." She said grinning from ear to ear. "good." He said. All of a sudden the air in the room seemed charged and Marie's head swam with lust. She grabbed Logan's dog tags and pulled him towards her. "Easy there, kid." he said smiling. He looked up from his tags, and saw how close they were. "oh." He said now understanding what was happening. "Still think I'm pretty sugar?" Marie asked in her thick Mississippi accent. "yeah." Logan said with a throaty groan and captured her mouth with his. Marie let in a sharp breath causing Logan to moan into her mouth. He pushed her back until she was on her back and started to ravish her body with his hands.. Oh, she's so soft he thought.. And then he had a sober thought, she's soft 'cause she's sixteen. "Stop, we have to stop.. Marie, stop." He said pulling her off him." What sugar, did I do something wrong?" he closed his eyes not wanting to see the hurt in her's. "no darlin' not you, me, I did something wrong, something very wrong." Logan said and jumped up throwing on his coat and running out the door. And just like that he was gone.. Marie cried herself to sleep that night. And the next morning, the memories hit her like the pounding headache she was experiencing. She blushed; this trip just became much more awkward.