“So, what you’re trying to say is Jean forced herself onto Logan?” The professor questioned.
“Yes” Marie nodded, looking from the Professor to Logan. He sat in one of the leather sofas next to Rogue, arms folded, his cheeks had a slight red tinge to them as he tried to avoid the professors gaze. He didn’t really want to tell the professor that he, the mighty Wolverine had been helpless and struggling to fight someone off, let alone the circumstances. But there was no way he was going to let Jean get away with what she did.
He let out a heavy sigh “Look, she used her powers, there was nothing I could do. Now what if that was the other way around, hu?” Logan said, annoyed that he had to admit his weakness in the situation.
“But why would Doctor Grey do such a thing?” the professor asked himself shaking his head.
“Jealousy” Logan said bluntly. “Look, if you don’t believe me Chuck, then I give you permission to see for yourself” He didn’t really want the professor delving into his private thoughts or memories but if that’s what it took, then so be it.
The door swung open and in sauntered Jean. “Professor, you wanted to talk to me?” she smiled, trying to hide the worry and disappointment on her face when she saw Logan and Rogue sitting there. Her plan obviously hadn’t worked, and now she’d probably end up paying the price for it.
“Jean, please sit” he said, gesturing to a chair opposite the sofa where Logan and Marie sat. She walked over to it trying to act as normal as possible as she thought of what she could say in her defence.
“Now Jean, I’ve been told that there was an incident last night. Could you please explain to me why you were in Logan’s room?” The professor looked at her sternly as he waited for an answer.
“He - he invited me.” she said, looking down at her hands which were resting on her lap. Professor Xavier looked from her to Logan. He’d known Jean when she was a child, she was one of his first students. Should he really doubt her? He raised his eyebrows at her, gesturing for her to elaborate. She sighed, looking worried. “I don’t know what I was thinking. It just Scott and I have been arguing lately and well…when Logan approached me…I just wanted to feel… wanted” she lied, looking at the professor with puppy-dog eyes.
“That’s bullshit!” Logan yelled jumping to his feet.
“Logan, please calm down” the professor said, lifting his hand to the side of his head, not knowing what to believe. He’d rather sort things out normally than having to read anyone’s mind to get the truth, that was a last resort.
“Look Rogue, whatever he has told you, I’m sorry but it’s a lie” the redhead said, poking her index finger in Logan‘s direction.
“You bitch!”
“Logan, if you don’t calm down you will have to leave the room” The professor warned, not wanting the situation to get out of hand. Logan stalked over to the window and leaned on the windowsill, his back to the room.
Marie glared at the redhead “I know you’re lying Jean, I saw what you did.” Jean looked at the young girl confused, what did she mean she ‘saw’? “Logan showed me, I touched him and absorbed his memories.”
Jean shook her head. “He only showed you what he wanted you to see”
“And how the fuck am I able to do that?”
“Rogue,” she said leaning forward “I don’t know how to say this, but I think Logan is seeing someone else as well as you” she said sympathetically.
Logan turned around, looking from one woman to the other, a look of complete confusion on his face.
Jean looked over to Logan “So who is Marie, Logan?”
“That’s my name, dumbass!” Marie said, half angry, half laughing, Logan couldn’t help but smile to himself at the doctors stupidity. The only person who knew her name was Logan, the professor probably knew but as she’d introduced herself to him as Rogue, that is what he called her. Jean’s cheeks burned red, her plan was failing.
“Jean, I don’t see how Logan would be able to stop Rogue from gaining any of his memories or thoughts no matter how much he didn’t want her to have them. To know how to lie to her or give her false information through the touch of her skin would be near impossible without careful and extensive research and testing.” The professor said, his eyes burning into Jean. He could tell she was lying, he could see it in her face, hear it in her voice. “And your accusations of Logan being unfaithful to Rogue with another woman only tell me that you are running out of ideas to prove your own innocence.”
Jean’s expression changed to one of total guilt, she’d been caught out and she knew it. “Logan, Rogue, you can leave now. Doctor Grey and I need to talk” Professor Xavier said calmly, his eyes still fixed on Jean as the two left his office.
***
“What do you think the professor will make her leave?” Rogue asked as lay down onto the bed where Logan was, his legs stretched out in front of him as he sat with his back resting on the headboard
“I don’t know.” Logan shrugged as he placed his arm around her shoulder and took another drag from his cigar.
“Me either” She sighed as she fiddled with his shirt buttons.
“Hey, don’t be getting any ideas, missy. Don’t you have a class to go to?” he chuckled.
“Don’t you?” she said looking up at him with a cocky smile on her face. “And anyway, they’re all your ideas.” He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. She laughed and tapped the side of her head “I know everything you were thinking about last night, Sugar”
“Oh yeah” he’d forgotten that she’d know that too. Logan took another drag from his cigar and stubbed it out in the ashtray on his bedside table. “Well, you ain’t exactly saying you wouldn’t like any of it” he said, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smug grin.
She blushed slightly as she sat up and playfully tapped his arm. “Well, I think I better go,” she said getting to her feet “According to you Mr. Bossy-boots, I have a class to go to” she leaned over, her lips hovering above his.
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her gently. “Well I don’t know about you, but I’d rather stay here.” he kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth as he pulled her down on top of himself and rolled over, pinning her small frame beneath him. She let out a gentle moan as he kissed her neck, her fingers quickly finding their way into his hair.
Logan pulled away from her and glanced towards the window, then Marie heard it too. Her eyes flickered from Logan to where his eyes were fixed. “What was that?” she asked as he stood up and made his way over to the window. She followed him and peered outside as he opened it.
They saw Scott marching outside, throwing the two suitcases he was carrying into the trunk of Jeans car. “Scott, please!” she cried, running outside after him.
“Leave it Jean, I have nothing to say to you” he hissed as he pushed passed her back inside. He returned with another suitcase and threw over to where the other two lay but it missed and opened as it hit the floor, her clothes spilling out onto the driveway.
“Scott, don’t do this! Please!” she begged, grabbing onto his arm, her mascara running down her cheeks. “I love you” she whimpered.
“No you don’t, you proved that last night. The only reason you stayed with me was for convenience. Well I’ve had enough of you and your controlling behavior Jean.”
“My behaviour? What about yours?!” she screamed at him.
He grabbed hold of her arm digging his fingers in to her bicep and pulled her forcefully toward himself. He said something, but it was too quiet for even Logan’s sensitive ears to pick up, before shoving her away again. He threw her car keys at her before heading back inside.
Jean stood there alone on the driveway, Scott’s words slowly sinking in. She glared over at a group of young students at the basketball court who’d been watching the dramatic scene unfold and began to pick her clothes up off the floor and hurled them straight into the trunk. She turned back looking at the mansion, her eyes scanning the windows for Scott. Her eyes met Logan’s then her glare shifted to Marie for a moment before she got into her car and started off down the drive way.
“Wow, looks like Scooter finally grew a pair” Logan said half amused half shocked as they heard the sound of Scott’s door slamming shut.
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