Overall Chapter Rating/Warnings: I suppose this chapter could be rated teen. As for warnings, there is MAYBE some language and there is going to be fluff. I don’t think there is really anything else to warn anyone about. ^-^

Author’s Notes: Well everyone…this is the last chapter. I started this nearly seven months ago and it’s finally down to its last chapter. You have no idea how much I wish it wasn’t---and you have no idea how much I hate the fact that there is an odd number of chapters! I’m OCD like that. It’s going to bug me now. Every time I visit my page, I’m going to see “13”. Oh well. Anyway, I am astonished with the amount of reviews this story has received. I never thought that it would have gotten this high. So, thanks to everyone that reads, reviews, favorites or whatever else. I really do appreciate it. Whelp. Here is the last author’s notes…except for the one at the end. XD As usual, no flames. Enjoy the last chapter. Thanks.

Better In Time - Chapter Thirteen

Throughout the night, Remy lay relishing in the warmth that was Logan.

Curling up next to his strong body, inhaling his scent, tracing fondly over his abdomen with the tips of his fingers. Remy adored doing this; succeeding in making the other mutant shiver under his touch. He loved how Logan kept an arm protectively around him, managing a light chuckle or a soft sigh of contentment when Remy would sneak a kiss to his chest. They lay in silence for the most part, not feeling the need for words to describe what just had happened.

Remy pushed everything to the back of his mind throughout this ordeal.

Logan was all that mattered to him now; and nothing could change the way he felt.

When Remy opened his eyes that morning, he expected the feral in bed with him to greet him. The birds would be chirping and the sun would be shining---as fairytales always described. But that wasn’t the case at all. It was raining, and there was the absence of the other body. Not even for a second did Remy begin to think about the possibility that he could have done something wrong---something to upset Logan and drive him away. Last night had been perfect, and he was one-hundred percent sure that was the notion from both of them.

Remy sat up and looked around, noting that Logan’s clothes were gone, and his own were now folded into a neat pile on the nearby dresser. He sighed lightly, knowing that Logan didn’t leave with a bad outlook on the situation. After all, he had been the one that decided to come up to his bedroom last night. He had the choice…and he chose to give the relationship a chance.

A huge wave washed over him when he spotted a note on the end table. Upon seeing it, he grabbed it and flipped it open, smiling as he read the contents.

Hey Cajun,

I’m in the gym. If ya wanna stop by, feel free. If not, I’ll see ya downstairs for breakfast.

-Logan

There was no question as to which one he was going to settle with. As soon as he got out of bed, he slipped on a pair of black jeans and a dark crimson button-up shirt. Never in his life had Remy dressed to try and impress someone. But now, he found himself constantly looking himself over in the mirror, trying to think of ways he could possibly be more appealing to the mutant awaiting him in the gym.

After long moments of contemplation, Remy settled with leaving his hair down, letting it fall down onto his shoulders. This was far more attractive (in his mind) for Logan rather than the ponytail he usually sported. For now, this was as good as it was going to get.

His heart was pounding, threatening to rip right through his chest as he walked down the hall to the gym. Remy knew he shouldn’t be as nervous as he was, but he was about to face the man he loved more than anything in the world for the first time since they had…made love…last night? A blush crossed his face at the thought. At first, Remy didn’t know whether or not Logan was actually capable of doing such a thing…because of his tough exterior.

Upon reaching the gym, Remy peeked his head inside the room, seeing who he expected to see. Logan was currently releasing all his pent-up energy on a punching bag, which had taken quite a beating from him several times before (just like the other ones, only this one wasn’t yet ripped completely to shreds); using his bare fists. He was shirtless, a thin sheen of sweat on his back and chest, veins rippling in his arms and forehead. The television that was currently turned on did no good at muting Logan’s growls and grunts.

As much as Remy enjoyed watching the site before him, he wanted to get in on the action himself. Once he spotted the remote, he grabbed it and turned off the television. Assuming it was Scooter, or someone that could annoy him just as much, Logan growled and turned to the culprit. His expression softened as soon as he realized who it really was.

“Hey, cher.” Remy let a small smile tug at the corners of his lips, leaning back against the wall after tossing the remote on a nearby couch. Now---was he himself capable of changing Logan’s mood entirely? From what he had seen at that very moment, he was.

Logan smirked lightly, turning from the punching bag to the other male. “Hey.” He advanced towards the boy, and upon reaching him, his body was almost flesh up against Remy’s own. “Ya look…” Logan trailed off, trying to think of the perfect word. It was hard to tell a man that he was…beautiful. Therefore, he was fumbling around for a better adjective.

Remy’s smile widened a bit, his eyes gazing into Logan’s. “…look?” He was eagerly awaiting an answer. It was almost entertaining to see Logan struggle to think up something. It must have been good. So he was worrying for nothing.

Logan’s hand trailed up the auburn-haired man’s waist, fingers trailing up the soft material of the shirt. “…Good.” He finished and let out a soft sigh as he took in Remy’s attire. He knew Remy was fully-capable of being sexy, handsome, and all of the above.

“Merci.“ Remy leaned in and placed a firm kiss on the feral’s lips, tasting the faintest of nicotine on his tongue. He must’ve already had a smoke this morning, which wasn’t unusual. The kiss lingered for a few long moments, neither of them wanting to break away, but the need for air made them do just that. “Remy enjoyed `imself las’ night…”

Logan looked at the boy seriously, his other hand going up to run slowly through Remy’s silky locks. “So did I.” Anything Logan ever said was honest; and never would he lie about something like this. Sure enough, with how much they both enjoyed it last night, it wasn’t going to be the last time they engaged in it.

Remy couldn’t help but smile upon hearing those words. Such words that he had been waiting to hear for so long. “Remy glad dat ya did, cher..” And indeed he was. Nothing in the world could express just how much he was grateful that Logan enjoyed himself. If he wasn’t able to provide Logan with any pleasure, there was no way their relationship would ever work out. Remy had given up on Rogue for that purpose, and there was no way in hell he was going to fail Logan in that particular area. “Remy cares about ya a lot…”

Logan nodded lightly. “I know…same goes fer you, Cajun.”

Remy could have officially died happy. Another kiss, even more passionate than the last.

Nothing in his life could ever go wrong again.

Now that he had Logan, he had all he could ever want and ever need.

“Remy hope he not keepin' ya from yer workout…” Remy chuckled, his and Logan’s lips lightly brushing still.

“Yer not.” Logan insisted and instigated another bruising kiss. “Was just about to go take a shower anyway.”

“Oh…” Remy trailed off. “Den…Remy guess he will meet ya downstairs fer breakfast…”

That was when Logan grabbed his wrist firmly, not letting him go anywhere.

Remy knew what he was to do next.

They both left the gym, eagerly walking towards Logan’s bedroom, where they would engage in some activities that would fall into the same categories as the one’s the night before.

Remy could now think with some confidence that no matter how shitty times seem to be, it always seems to get better in time.

All you have to do…is wait.

-End-

Author’s Notes: Whelp. There you have it. The last chapter for this story. I actually enjoyed writing this quite a bit. I’m sorry if it wasn’t as long as some of you would have liked, but I made it as long as I could. I had this scene planned out in my head for the longest time and I really didn’t want to draw it out too much. There is plenty room for that in other stories.

Speaking of other stories---those of you that read/review this---if you checked out my other stories (all which are Logan/Remy) and gave me some feedback. Those don’t seem to be getting as much love as this one. I would really like all of the rest of them to be as successful as this one. Reviews make me smile and make me write a lot more. So, thanks.

Its been fun.