“So are you actually going to speak to me before we get there?” Rogue asked softly.

“No.” Logan ground out.

“Would it help if I said I’m sorry?”

“No.”

“But I am. I know I should have thought about it but I thought I could handle it!”

“Shut-up.”

“Logan you’re gonna have to talk to me at some point. We haven’t even left the city limits and we’ve got how many states to go before we’re back in New York.”

“Shut up or I’m gonna ducktape your mouth shut!”

“No I’m not going to. You can’t sulk all the way home!”

“I’m not sulking.”

“Sure you aren’t. Look what’s up with you? It’s not like you care.”

“Shut up.”

“Poor Bobby’s jaw is probably broken. Don’t know why you had to hit him.”

“GRRRRLLLLL.”

“Oh stop growling and talk to me.”

“Shut up.”

“Fine. I’ll shut up right after you tell me…Hey asshole don’t you realize you can’t get anywhere. Sheesh what’s up with this traffic?”

“You’re talking.”

“Of course I’m still talking. I’m not dead.”

“Not yet.”

“Pshh. Like you’d hurt me.”

“What in the fuck were you thinking?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that pansy-assed boy ain’t got…”

“He had the balls to ask in the first place!”

“Ha and you thought that he’d thought it out?”

“Shut up Logan.”

“No. You tell me what the hell you were thinking?”

“He wanted me! He was willing to take the risk!”

“Ooh he wanted me!” He laughed harshly. “News flash for you darlin’ half the male population wants you. What’s Ice Prick got that they don’t?”

“His name is Bobby!”

“Whatever. Answer the fuckin’ question.”

“He’s there for me. He doesn’t say one thing and do something else entirely!”

“Move that fuckin hunk of rusted metal! Oh and what’s that supposed to mean.”

“Don’t you use that tone with me. I’m twenty-one not two and I will not allow you to bully me about.”

“Oh really. You think you’re ready for that kinda thing huh?”

“It’s my choice.”

“Not in this lifetime.”

“What? What did you say?”

“Nothing. Move that…”

“Oh for crying out loud Logan stop leaning on the horn! Oh look there’s an opening, take it!”

“Why do I always end of in these situations with you?”

“What the fuck does that mean, bub?”

“Don’t use me against me. You ain’t that big a girl.”

“Kiss my ass!”

“Bare it baby.”

“If I’d have known that flying to Vegas to get married was that big a deal for you I wouldn’t have said anything.”

“Don’t mumble. I hear it anyway.”

“Stuff it.”

“Only if it’s you I’m stuffing.”

“Why me?”

“Hell if you were that desperate to get hitched you could have saved us all some pain and aggravation…and if that fucker doesn’t get that hunk of junk outta my way I’m gonna…”

“Logan focus. It’s not the truck driver’s fault that traffic is at a standstill. I believe that’s the result of the jet sitting on the thoroughfare.”

“Fuckin’ pilots. Don’t they realize that there are airports.”

“Hey Logan look. There’s a turn off and look there’s a fast food joint. Come on lets go grab a bite to eat and you can bitch me out some more before you take me back to the chapel to marry Bobby!”

“You ain’t marrying Mr. Ice-Prick Drake!”

Pained sighed, “Why the hell not? He’s stable, nice, respects me…”

“And you’d die of boredom within a week!”

“Do you have to sound so bloody smug?”

“Yep.”

“Logan what are we doing here? This isn’t a drive through.”

“Good evening.”

“Uh sorry we’re a little lost.”

“Evenin’. She wants to get married.”

“What? Logan are you insane? Logan you can’t…”

“Just fill this out and the JP will be with you in a minute.”

“Logan don’t even think about it! I swear to God I will kill you.”

“Sign it.”

“Logan…Ouch that wasn’t nice.”

“Who said anything about nice? Give me back the paper.”

“When we get home I’m going to fry your brain!”

“So you want to get married. So rare in this day and age. Now Mr. Logan do you take Miss Uh…”

“Xavier.”

“Do you take Miss Xavier to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“Yep.”

“Miss Xavier do you take…”

“I most certainly do mmph!”

“Pardon.”

“She said she most certainly does.”

“Oh well in that case by the power vested in me by the state of Nevada I now pronounce you man and wife. Congratulations that’ll be twenty-six ninty-five.”

“Ha you are so not funny!”

“Who said anything about a joke?”

“Logan what on earth…Mmmphh. Logan my skin…Logan!”

“Damn fool should go rearrange his face.”

“Logan we’ve been parked next to the window for a good half hour. I’m sure the Justice of the Peace would like you to move the truck…you’re blocking customers!”

“Ain’t even been married an hour and already you’re nagging me.”

“I want to go home.”

Laughter, “Well unless they move that jet we’re going to have to stay a day or so. Any suggestions on a hotel?”

“You’re an ass.”

“But you love me anyway.”

“What did I ever do…”

The end.