The next morning Marie woke late, and was rushing through the room in a panic getting ready for class. She was in the bathroom, brushing her hair, when she heard the bedroom door open. "Damn it Logan, why didn't you wake me up!" she called into the bedroom.
"Because you were just too darn pretty to disturb," Logan replied, leaning against the doorjamb watching as she quickly pulled her hair back into a ponytail.
"Yeah, well now I don’t have time to make myself breakfa--" she started, as she pushed past him to get to the bedroom, only to see a tray of food set on the bed waiting for her.
"You were just too darn pretty to disturb, so I left you to sleep and made breakfast for you instead," Logan added, "Eat up, classes start in half an hour."
As Marie ate, Logan found her shoes and socks and put them on for her so she didn't have to try and reach past her bump, before he sat down on the couch across from her and set out his plan for the day. He had errands to run all day, and would be picking up some things to make the trip more comfortable for her.
"I don't know exactly when I'll be back but it will be before seven, so if you finish class before I'm back don't forget you still haven't packed yet," Logan said, glancing to the pile of clothes on the couch beside him.
Marie smiled. “I'll do that first thing when I'm finished for the day," she assured him. "Anything else I need to know?" she queried.
"Yeah," Logan replied, reaching into his pocket and handing her a small bottle. "Picked these up for you, Jean said to take one every morning with food, and, if you hurry up I'll walk you to class," he added, kissing her quickly before he pulled on his boots and jacket, fishing around in a pocket to be sure he had the keys for the truck.
Marie had teased him about him borrowing ‘her truck’, he got his own back by pointing out the wolverine on the keychain with a sly wink. He knew she wouldn't take it off, even if it did look like a humorous attempt at a territorial claim, simply because he had given it to her.
They left their dishes in the bedroom, to take back to the kitchen later, before making their way downstairs in a familiar manner. Marie comfortably fit herself against Logan's side, as he wrapped his arm around her waist, laying his hand on her hip as she wrapped her own arm around his waist. She remembered the first time they had gone anywhere like that, if she'd had any idea then how things would end up, she knew she wouldn't have changed a thing.
Outside her first class Logan pulled her to one side of the hallway before turning her around in front of him and locking lips, they stayed that way until another student walked passed and not so subtly coughed 'get a room'. Logan reluctantly let her go and she slipped into class, waving goodbye when he was still standing at the door a minute later. He took the hint and left then, after all, the sooner he was gone the sooner he would get back.
He had spoken to Jean that morning when he had stopped by to collect Marie's vitamins, mostly because he wanted her professional opinion on Marie's condition versus a long car trip. Jean had assured him that Marie should be fine, but suggested she would be more comfortable in a reclined position, and keeping her legs elevated a little to avoid swelling, she also suggested pillows, and snacks. Logan had added all that to the list of things the Professor had asked him to collect in advance of the school break, and that wasn't a short list.
Eight hours later, Logan was done and back at the mansion. It was dinner time so he headed directly to the dining room. Marie was sitting at a table off to the side, surrounded by her friends, and engrossed in animated conversation. Be stopped by her table to drop a kiss on her head and let her know he was back, then continued on to get himself food. He ended up taking his plate outside, to finally enjoy some peace and quiet for the first time that day. He was sitting on the dirt under a sprawling oak enjoying a cigar a half hour later, when Marie wandered out, he hurriedly stubbed it out as she approached without making the action too obvious.
"Hey, missed you," she said, taking a seat next to him, ignoring his hurried dispatch of his smoke. "I'm all packed and ready when you are," she added, as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"We should probably get going then," he added, glancing at his watch. Neither of them made any effort to move initially, enjoying the cooling day and the changing light of the sinking sun. It took Logan pulling her into his arms, before he stood to his feet and carried her inside, to get them going.
Marie laughed and demanded her put her down as he stepped into the mansion. "Come on Logan I'm going to be sitting down for twelve hours, the least you could do is let me walk a bit beforehand," she argued when he refused.
"Why do you always have to be so stubborn," Logan jokingly asked, as he set her down on her feet.
"Because you love it," she replied, starting up the stairs to their room to grab their bags. Logan followed but quickly snatched up both packs, refusing to let her carry anything. "I swear to God Logan, I am pregnant not paralyzed, can you lay off just a little," she replied, only mildly exasperated at his behaviour.
"Nope," he replied with a grin, "You're doing enough heavy lifting babe, come on, let's get out of here!" He left the room without a backward glance, Marie following with her own grin and a shake of her head.
Marie was interrupted a couple of times on her way to the garage, by friends who wanted to hug her and wish her goodbye, Logan continued on to get the bags stowed; with everyone else’s reactions you would be forgiven for thinking they were leaving permanently rather than just for the week. He was digging through his own pack to grab his passport when Marie came in, trailed by Jubilee and Kitty.
"Darlin where's your passport?" he asked, without looking up.
"Outside pocket on the left," Marie replied, as she moved to the front passenger seat, Logan wouldn't even let her carry her own bag she knew there was no way he would let her drive for a while. She pulled open the door, and stopped open mouthed before she started laughing. "Is there any room left for me up here?" Marie asked in amusement, as she stared at the pile of pillows, and a blanket, stuffed in the front of the vehicle.
"Plenty," Logan answered, as he moved past her to tuck the passports in the glove compartment. He tossed a few pillows into the back seat, now that he had stowed the bags. Jubilee and Kitty hugged her again before Logan boosted her into the truck. "That bag down there's full of snacks, and there's a bottle of water in there," he said, pointing out everything she would need, well within her reach, "And the seat behind you is clear of you want to recline yours."
"You are such a pushover," Marie murmured, so no one else would hear, before she pulled him closer for a kiss.
"Only for you kid," he replied with a wink, before he shut the door and made his way around to the driver's seat.
They both waved to the girls, who were still waiting to see them off, as they rolled down the wide tree lined driveway. When they hit the highway, Marie fished out a bag of strawberry chips, and another of peanut butter M&M's, setting them down on the seat beside her as she kicked off her shoes and rearranged a couple of pillows so she could recline against the door and prop her feet up on the seat as Logan drove.
"Comfortable?" Logan asked a while later, when her feet migrated from the seat beside him into his lap.
"Mmhmm, very," Marie replied cheekily, as she pointedly rubbed one foot up his thigh. One of Logan's hands moved from the steering wheel to her ankle, repositioning her foot before he began to gently massage her instep with his thumb. "Oh yeah, I am perfect," Marie moaned, sighing contentedly as she lounged and snacked. Before long, the monotonous drone of the engine, and the gentle movement of the truck, lulled her to sleep.
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Logan didn't want to wake her but she had been asleep now for almost three hours, in a position that really didn't look comfortable, so when he stopped for gas he gently reached over and woke Marie. "Darlin, you have to move around a bit, you want to get out and stretch your legs?"
Marie yawned and adjusted her position. "No, I'm good," she murmured, looking like she was going to go straight back to sleep before her eyes popped open. “On second thought, I need to pee."
Logan chuckled and pointed her toward the gas station. "I'll be in in a minute, don’t rush," he told her, as she made her way across the forecourt.
Ten minutes later they were back on the road. Marie reclined her seat as far as it would go, propping a pillow between her knees, behind her back, and under her head, before pulling the fluffy purple blanket Logan had brought with them over herself, and settling back down to sleep.
There were no further interruptions until they hit the border just after two am. There wasn't a queue at that time of the morning, and Logan had hoped to get through border security without having to wake Marie but the border guard insisted, it was policy apparently, that Marie herself had to answer their questions before he could clear them.
"Marie, wake up," he said softly, gently nudging her awake. She stretched and sleepily asked 'are we there yet' which amused both Logan and the guard. "Nah darlin, were at the border, this guy’s got to make sure I'm not kidnapping you before he'll let me take you across," he commented, cocking a brow at the guard, who refused to back down.
"Logan you shouldn't say stuff like that, one day someone's going to take something you say seriously and you're going to get yourself arrested," she said, with a laugh as she sat up, adjusting her seat back for support and rubbing her eyes awake. Logan just shrugged and muttered that it was the truth even if the guy wouldn't admit it. "So what if it's the truth, where exactly do you think I'll end up while they figure out you're just shooting your mouth off?" she asked pointedly.
Logan didn't reply, he just wound down Marie's window for the border guard, who was sniggering to himself and refusing to look at him. He asked his questions, before handing Marie back their passports, bidding them a good night and a safe journey, before signalling ahead for them to pass through.
"You little smartass," Logan directed at Marie, as he wound the windows up and continued on. She just smiled sweetly as if to ask 'who me?', before settling back down again and going back to sleep, this time with her hand in his on the seat between them.
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