We entered the dining hall hand in hand. Well, actually, Logan was kinda dragging me through the crowd. Hand in hand sounds more romantic. The two of us holding hands wasn't exactly anything unusual. It'd happened before, so no one really noticed the difference. We were running a bit late, so we went through the line, got our food, and headed to our usual table. We took our seats across from Scott and Jean, as usual. Jubilee sat next to me, normal. Then, things changed. Kitty came inr12;alone. She sat next to Jubilee. Bobby and John came in a few minutes later and sat down by Scott, as they glared at the rest of us. Storm was in the city doing some business for the school. Poor Peter took one look at the scene before him and mumbled something about getting some fresh air and ran as fast as he could. He nearly took out a few students on the way. The Professor passed him on the way in and gave a small smile. He always knew when something was going on, and I swear he found the goings-on at his school more entertaining than he'd ever let on. He rolled up to the head of the table by Jean and Logan and thanked the small girl who had been carrying his dinner.

"Good evening, everyone." He always managed to sound so warm even when he spoke so properly. We all made our return greetings and started in on our food. There were a few minutes of blissful peace, but I knew it was only a matter of time until someone, namely Bobby, said something about me and Logan being together. More quiet minutes passed and Jean and Scott started looking around at us. We never stayed quiet this long. John hadn't broke out in song yet. Jubilee wasn't blabbing away about Saturday night plans. And they definitely noticed that Bobby and Kitty, who were normally attached somewhere around the hip, were sitting at opposite sides of the table.

Jean was the first to speak. "You sure are a quiet bunch tonight. Did you guys do something we should know about?" I could tell by her tone she was teasing, but the smile faded from her face when none of us spoke up to answer. Instead, Scott looked up and cleared his throat.

"OK. What's going on? As much as I'm enjoying the peace and quiet, something's up. Jubilee's normally chewing everyone's ear off by now. Out with it." I prayed a silent prayer that Jubilee would come up with something quickly, but Bobby was the one who broke the silence.

"We're having some... differences." I waited for the other shoe to drop. It did, but it came from the quietest of all of us: Kitty.

"Yeah, the differences being Bobby and John are assholes and we're not!" I swear my heart stopped for a full minute. It's always the quiet ones.....

"Gimme a break, Kitty! You are being ridiculous about this!" Bobby's raised voice brought attention to our table, and it felt like everyone was staring at us. Scott was still choking on whatever was in his mouth when Kitty had decided to cuss right in front of the professor, and Jean was rubbing his back. The professor was just looking on neutrally.

"She is not being ridiculous, Bobby. You're the one who started the whole thing by starting the whole throw-down with Rogue. Maybe you should've engaged your brain before you put your mouth in gear." Jubilee's voice was at the low tone she gets when she's super-pissed. Not good.

"I'm entitled to my opinion, Jubilee." Bobby ground out between clenched teeth.

"Well, Mr. Drake, your opinion SUCKS!!!" Jubilee yelled back. Oh, no. It was on, now. They both stood up and started yelling. At some point John and Kitty joined in. I was in the seventh circle of hell. Oddly enough, they weren't really yelling about what caused the fight in the first place. Logan looked at me and shook his head. The rest of us sat in shock as the recriminations flew around us. Suddenly, the Professor broke his silence.

"Enough, all of you! Now sit down and explain what is going on." I'd never seen four people sit down so fast in my life. I wasn't about to let everyone else tell the Professor my business, so I decided to finally speak up.

"It's my fault, Professor. Bobby and I had a fight, and everyone else got dragged into it." I took a deep breath and decided that I might as well tell them about Logan and me. "Logan and I are," I searched for the right word, "seeing each other now." What happened earlier in his room flashed through my mind and I prayed the two telepaths sitting by me weren't looking in my head. Logan leaned back in his chair, and said nothing. Scott was glaring at him through his glasses, Jean' mouth was hanging open, and the Professor was just nodding his head.

"I see. Well, as long as it does not interfere with the team during missions or cause anymore public outbursts, then that is between the two of you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll finish my dinner in private. Settle this dispute before you leave this room. Good night." The Professor had spoken. We watched as he wheeled away, and I decided to take the dive on this one and try to make peace.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I didn't think it was gonna cause so many problems." There, I was being an adult. Really, their problem with my personal life was not at all my fault, but I hoped that it would calm everyone down. Jean smiled softly at me and shook her head.

"Don't apologize, Rogue. It's really none of our business, anyway." Jean had a knack for just being comforting without judging. I was feeling better until Scott spoke up.

"Not our business? I think it's very much our business when it causes our entire team to engage in a screaming match in front of the student body. Rogue, your an adult, a staff member. I can't tell you who to date. I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into." Scott shot a look at Logan,and I knew that Logan's silence was about to come to a screeching halt.

"Excuse me? What exactly is she getting herself into, Summers?" Logan stared right back at Scott as he sat up straighter and crossed his arms in front of him.

"Well, let's face it, Logan. You aren't exactly the kinda guy you bring home to meet the parents." I willed Scott to shut his mouth.

"Her parents kicked her out. The Professor is her only parent figure, and he's okay with it. So, anything else that actually makes sense?"

"You really think this is going to end well? Come on Logan. She will end up hurt, one way or another, and when she does it's going to affect all of us." Now he was pissing me off. Logan was getting irritated, too, and I decided to speak up before he said something we'd both regret.

"'SHE' is sitting right here, Scott. I'd appreciate it if you'd include me in this discussion about my personal life." I was getting mighty sick of everyone deciding what was best for me.

"I'm sorry, Rogue. This just worries me. You're a good girl. I just hate to see you go down this path." Scott shook his head grimly. All I could think was: Screw him!

"Well, lucky for you Mr. Summers, nobody's forcin' you to watch. Now if y'all would excuse me, I've gotta be going now." And with that I pushed away from the table and stalked my way out of the dining hall. There was no way I was going to sit there and let them argue over who I chose to see personally. I just hoped that Logan would take my cue and walk away from the inevitable smack-down between him and Scott. Adamantium claws and eyes that could punch a hole in a mountain were not a good combination in a fight in the middle of the dining hall. I made my way up to my room and felt relief when the fire alarms didn't go off and there were no signs of explosions. I sat on my bed and grabbed a magazine off the bedside table. I just wanted to be alone. Of coarse, that would never happen in this house.

"See? Didn't I say everything would be fine?" Logan smirked at me as he walked right into my room and sat on the foot of the bed. What a smart-ass.

"You call that 'fine'?" I shook my head at him "But, I have to say, you were strangely calm down there. Why? I thought for sure you would've gone after Scott a little harder."

"Pick your battles, kid. Besides, you did just fine shutting him up and there wasn't even any blood to clean up." We both laughed quietly and then an intense look crossed his face.

"You know I wouldn't hurt you, right? At least not if I could help it." He was looking so deeply in my eyes I swear he could see into my soul.

"I know that, Logan. I trust you. And I know you." I started to crawl towards him on my hands and knees. "I know you very well, in fact." I placed my hands on his shoulders and gently kissed his neck. He groaned softly and put his hands on my waist.

"Don't start, Marie. I think we need to go do something fully clothed. Soon." He was running his hands all over my body. I ignored his order and kissed him with everything I had. I maneuvered myself so I was straddling his hips and started rocking hard against his lap. He let it go on for a few minutes until he finally grabbed my ass fully and stood up. I thought maybe he was taking me off to his room, but instead, he turned around and dumped me unceremoniously on the bed. I gasped in shock and gave him a questioning look.

"Logan! What the hell?"

"I told you to stop." He was pointing his finger at me, jerk. "Now is not the time. And you aren't going to be able to walk if you keep on seducing me every few hours." I shot him a dirty look. The man was actually turning down sex. But he did have a point. I hadn't even lost my virginity 24 hours ago and I was a little achy.

"Well, what do you want to do, Saint Logan?" I said in my sweetest voice. He shot me a dirty look and went over to my shelves of movies.

"Movie in the Rec Room?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Unless you feel like going out? I don't know."

"How about we go see a movie at the theater? I think that new action movie looks good." I was trying to be nonchalant, but he knew what I was doing. He pointed his finger at me again.

"Marie. Let me make this clear: No sex. Take a break. My God, woman, I'd have never thought...."

"Thought what?" I snapped back.

"That you'd turn into a nympho. I think maybe Scott should be worrying about me."

"Logan! I am not a nympho! I was just kidding about the movies." I held up my hands as I swore my innocence.

"Uh Huh..." His raised eyebrows and smirk told me he knew better. "Movie in the Rec Room it is. Now get over here, help me pick something, and try to keep your cute little hands off me." He flashed a big smile at me, and I walked over to help him pick out something. In that minute, I felt so happy. Maybe Logan had been right about us trying out the whole relationship thing. And I really believed everyone would come around. Maybe we would live happily ever after. Or, maybe, everything would go horribly wrong. I'm kinda a cynic, so the latter path was the most likely with my luck. And then Jubilee came racing in the room like the devil himself was after her.

"Let's go!! We got a mission! The Professor wants everyone downstairs, dressed, and ready to go, like, yesterday." With that, she raced back out. Logan and I gave each other a look, dropped the movies in our hands and took off after Jubes. I briefly thanked God we hadn't been having sex when she came in. As we raced to the elevator, my stomach twisted and I felt something was wrong. Very wrong. Logan grabbed my hand and squeezed. He felt it, too. Suddenly, everything else didn't matter. I said my usual silent prayer as we rode the elevator down to the lower levels. Time to go be an X-Man. At least you get to see Logan in his uniform.....damn devil on my shoulder. I think he smokes pot. We reached the ground floor and, with a nod, we went separate ways to get dressed. I took a deep breath and tried to get my game face on. But I couldn't help but wonder, how was today's events going to effect the team during this mission?