Present day


"Hey, Rogue."

"Logan, hi. Where are you?"

"On the bike."

"You're not-"

"I've stopped. Listen, I was just passin' the store, and wondered if you wanted anything? I'm just headin' back now."

"Oh, yeah! Perfect timing, sugar. I really need some chocolate ice-cream."

"You really need some chocolate ice-cream?"

"Don't laugh. I do. It's essential."

"Okay, yeah - essential. Any particular brand?"

"Uh, I like Ben & Jerry's, if they have it - the Chocolate Fudge Brownie one, ideally. But anything chocolatey is good."


"Did you get the bit for the truck?"

"Nah. It's on back-order."

"I thought you said they said it'd be in by today?"

"Yeah. Well, I've impressed upon them the wisdom of not tellin' me stories like that no more."

"Heh. Wish I'd come along, now."

"Always room on my bike for you, darlin'. You know that."

"I know. I just wanted to - well, to give you some time alone. I know I've been a bit clingy these past few days, and I just wanted to, I dunno, cut the apron strings a bit. Show you that I know you're perfectly okay to go out on your own - you don't need me of all people to supervising. Didn't want you getting fed up with me."

"Rogue? What the hell're you talkin' about?"

"Well, you know, I just - it's not important. I just thought you might like some time alone, and-"

"What dumbass said somethin' to ya?"

"It's not - I didn't mean to-"

"Rogue. Was it Cyke? Or Remy? Because if they've said somethin' that makes you think I don't want you around, I'm gonna kick-"

"It's okay, chill! No one said you don't want me around. Or even implied it."

"But someone has said somethin', right?"



"Okay, yes. But it's not - they weren't trying to-"

"Do I haveta come drag it out of you?"

"Just that Ju - that someone said that - that they'd just remembered that it was a year tomorrow since - since - since you know, and that they guessed that was why I was following you round like you were about to vanish into thin air."


"Logan? You still there?"

"Jubilee is so gonna get it."

"Don't, Logan. She didn't mean to - she just made me realise I was acting kinda squirrelly and irrational. It's not like you're gonna vanish again, just because it was a year ago tomorrow that we found you."

"She's got no right to-"

"She wasn't trying to interfere. She was just - just noticing my behaviour, that's all. That's what friends do - they point out when you're acting weirdly, before you make a complete idiot of yourself. I'm surprised you hadn't noticed, in fact."

"I noticed. I wasn't gonna say a thing."

"Why not? You've got to tell me these things, Logan, otherwise I might just keep on doing them. And that'd be-"

"Good. That'd be good."

"Good? What? What're you talking about?"

"I don't want ya to stop acting like that - I mean, I don't mind it. Not at all. I kinda..."

"You kinda what?"

"I kinda like it."

"You like it? You like me stalking you?"


"You, uh... you wanna elaborate on that?"

"Not really."

"No, but... Logan, what on earth is there to like about having me trail around after you like I think you can't take care of yourself? I'd've thought you'd hate that."

"No. I don't hate it. And don't let that little yellow pipsqueak make you think otherwise."

"Logan, I... Forget the ice-cream. Come on back to the mansion. I wanna talk to you."

"I'll be there in fifteen."


"I thought you were gonna forget the ice-cream?"

"Thought you needed it."

"Oh. Uh, thanks. I think I do, actually. Here, dig in."


"Mmm. Yummy. So."


"The stalking thing."

"What about it?"

"You don't mind it."

"I didn't say that."

"Yes - yes you did."

"Well, yeah, but I meant - I didn't mean I was just puttin' up with it."

"You mean you - you mean you like it? Seriously?"

"Yeah. Seriously."




"Nice ice-cream."

"Yeah, this is my favourite... Logan, why would you like me stalking you?"

"'Cause I'd do it, too, if it was the other way around."


"If you'd - if you'd been - hell, I don't wanna think about that, but if somethin' like that ever happened to you, I'd be followin' you round everywhere, too. Probably worse than you do. Nice to know you feel the same."

"You feel the s... No. I mean, uh, that's nice of you to say so, Logan, but I don't think you-"

"I feel the same, Rogue."

"But, Logan, I don't think you mean what I-"

"I. Feel. The. Same."


"So, uh... I'm just sayin'. Thought you should know."


"'Cause I don't want ya to think I don't wantcha followin' me round, or somethin' dumb like that. I like you followin' me round. Like knowin' you're near. Like knowin' you care."


"Like knowin' you love me."


"Like I love you."

"Logan, I... I do love you."

"I know. Me, too. Uh, I mean, I love you, too."

"I mean I - I love you love you - I don't think you quite get... I think I'm - I know I'm in love with you, Logan. Not just love you - in love with you. That's what I - that's why I - but if you don't mean that you feel like -"

"Gawd, for a bright kid, you're takin' a pretty damn long time to get this, aren't ya? Do I haveta spell it out?"

"Uh... maybe, yes."

"Rogue. Marie. I love you. Let me show ya."

"Logan, I - mmph!"


"So how long have you known?"


"You know - how you felt."

"Oh. That. Years."

"Years? Really?"




"Really ye-"

"Yes, years. Geez, kid."

"'Kid', huh? I'd've thought that that particular endearment wasn't really appropriate, given-"

"Oh, shut up. C'mere."

"I've known for years, too. I just didn't think you thought of me like that."

"Well, I didn't, not for a long while."

"Yeah. D'you feel like we've wasted a lot of time?"

"Kinda. But we still spent a lot of time together, and that's all good."

"Wow. That's - that's really-"

"Don't say 'sweet'."

"Okay. I won't say how sweet that is of you to say that."


"Can I say how nice it feels to have your arms around me?"

"Yeah, you can say that. You can say that a lot. If you wanna."

"And can I say how wonderful it feels when you kiss me?"

"You can say that, too. Just, uh, preferably not when anyone else can hear ya."

"Okay. I'll try to restrain myself."

"You do that. I was - I was gonna tell you a while back."


"Yeah. Coupla years ago. But, uh, somethin' came up."

"Oh? Oh. That. Shit."

"Yeah. Pretty much sums up how I felt about it, too."

"That's - that's - god, I can't believe they-"

"It ain't important now."

"Well, it is to me. I can't believe our lives got so screwed with, again."

"Yeah. It happens."

"Dammit. It shouldn't happen. It shouldn't keep happening to you."

"Don't think about it, Rogue. It's not - don't let 'em screw with you any more than they already have."

"I... I guess. I'm happy, really. A little pissed, but mostly just, y'know... overwhelmingly happy."


"A year ago tomorrow we found you - well, a year ago today, now, I guess. You know I'm not going to let you out of my sight all day, right?"

"Wasn't plannin' on goin' anywhere, darlin'."

"Oh... Yeah, I getcha... Stalking is good..."

"Stalking's okay, but I've got a better suggestion."


"For how to make sure I don't go anywhere."



"...I think I... see where you're going with this..."


"...Yeah... I think I could... I could... I could go for a change in tactics..."


"...And, after all, you were the one who taught me... all about how to... to track, and to... how to do all that black ops kinda..."



"You wanna stop talkin' and kiss me?"

"Oh... yeah... okay then..."

::happy sigh::



And they lived happily ever after! I like feedback even more than I like B&J's Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice-cream. And I like that a lot.