Marie left his office without letting him know that she was there, and quickly returned to her dorm so that she could pack up for the long winter holiday.
She'd originally told Logan that she would stay in town for a few days, just to spend some time with him, but after hearing the infamous Jean Grey's voice in his office, she'd changed her mind.
Logan had tried to call her several times throughout the remainder of the afternoon, but she ignored his calls and texts.
The next day, he pulled a risky stunt and decided to go to her dorm. Luckily, Kitty and Jubilee were already gone by the time he arrived.
Marie's dorm room door was propped open, so he just stepped into the doorframe and knocked, "Anyone home?"
Marie, who was packing up her computer, glanced up, "Oh. Hi."
Logan stepped into her room and looked around, "Tweedle dumb and dumber are already gone, huh?"
She looked up at him, "What are you doin' here?"
He held up her final exam, "Thought you might wanna know your grade."
Marie nodded, "Ok. What is it?"
"You got a C." She stopped what she was doing and looked up at him as he cracked a smile, "Just kidding. Solid A. Congratulations."
She let out a grunt as she moved a box to her bed and began tossing clothes into her suitcase. He closed her door and locked it, "Did I do something that you should be mad about?"
Marie raised a brow, "I dunno. Did you?"
"What's going on with you?"
She stopped what she was doing and ran a hand through her hair, "You know, I should blame myself. I'm stupid. I don't know what I expected out of this or how long it was gonna last. I mean, it wasn't a real relationship anyways, so I don't know why I'm even bothered getting upset."
Logan furrowed his eyebrows, "What are you even talking about?"
She sighed, "I know you had a certain visitor from southern California, Logan. She who shall not be named…"
He put his hands on his hips and shook his head before looking down, "It's not what you think."
"It's fine. You don't have to expl—"
"Dammit, Marie. Would you just stop?! I've let you in like I've never let anyone in before. I've shared things with you that I never would even dream about telling anyone else. I put my entire career…my life as I know it, on the line just to spend time with you and you think I'd just throw that away for a woman who's broken my heart before?! Rich. Really rich."
Marie lowered her head as tears formed in her eyes, "I'm sorry…I'm sorry. You're right." She shook her head and looked away as she wiped her tears away, "What did she want?"
"She's going back to med school. She wants to get an MD and practice medicine…so her position as head of USC's Anthropology department is becoming vacant. She wants me to replace her."
Marie nodded and stayed silent for a long time before pursing her lips and taking a deep breath, "That is an amazing opportunity. You'd be crazy not to take it."
He took a step forward, "Well, I have told you, on more than one occasion, that you drive me crazy…"
She closed her eyes as he cupped her face in his hand, preparing to lean down and kiss her, "Logan…you can't pass this up for me. What we have isn't even—"
"…isn't even what? Real? Just because we can't wear matching shirts to concerts or double date with friends doesn't negate how we feel about each other."
Marie shook her head and backed away from him, "You wouldn't let me give up on an opportunity for you, I'm not gonna let you do it for me."
"What are you saying?"
She slowly took his face in her hands before laying a loving, passionate kiss on his lips, "I'm sayin' goodbye."
Logan watched her as she picked up her suitcase and walked out of the room.
He tried to call her and even texted her several times in the days following, but after a week, he realized how serious she was about not letting him make her a factor when it came to making his decision to pass on a career-making job.
The fact that she was willing to let him go made him care about her even more.
Unbeknownst to Marie, he arranged to start his new job a couple of days late just so that he could see her before he left.
When she returned to her dorm room after winter break, she found him sitting on her bed.
He held up a hand, "I did take the job…in fact, my plane leaves in two hours…"
"Oh…what are you doing here?"
He stood and walked over to her, "I wanted to tell you something."
Marie looked up into his hazel eyes, willing herself not to get lost within his intense gaze, "Ok…tell away."
Logan brushed a hand down her cheek, "I love you…"
She blinked away a few tears and wrapped her arms around his neck as she whispered, "I love you too…"
He kissed her lovingly and pressed his forehead against hers, "You've made these past few months so damn wonderful…"
After a few moments, they were able to move away from each other and say goodbye for a final time.
They tried to keep in contact via email and phone calls. Every now and then, they'd Skype, and she'd get his help in studying for an exam or working on an Anthropology project.
Meanwhile, Logan settled into his new position and put his all back into his work…the same way he had been doing before Marie came into his life.
As the months turned into years, the phone calls grew fewer and far between, and any hope of post-grad reconciliation began to slip out of both of their minds.
All either of them had left were warm memories of the nights they'd spent, making love and sharing intimate secrets.
As Marie's time at undergrad grew to a close, she had to make the decision to either enter the work force or pursue a post graduate degree. She applied to a few choice programs, and due to her amazing GPA, was accepted into all of them…including UCLA, which was only about a 30 minute drive away from USC…but was a world away from her parents and the life that she knew.
She didn't know if it would be a good idea to go to Los Angeles based solely on Logan's presence. After all, she wasn't even sure he even felt the same way about her. For all she knew, he could be married with kids by now. They hadn't spoken in over a year.
Marie still thought about him every day, and her attempts at dating had all ended disastrously. She soon realized that it was because she was looking for another Logan.
By the time she graduated, she was still undecided as to which program she would pursue. She spoke to the admissions directors at the schools and asked them for more time, so they extended her acceptance deadline.
Her mom and several of her relatives attended her graduation, which was a joyous event for the entire family. After the ceremony, her parents threw her a large party and gave her a check from her trust fund to help her get on her feet as a "real adult".
After the festivities, she returned to her apartment and showered. As she settled down in bed, she noticed she had a missed call on her phone, so she picked it up and checked her voicemail.
Her heart leapt into her throat the moment she heard Logan's voice on the line, "Hey Marie….I know today was your graduation day and you're probably busy, but I wanted to call you and just…tell you how proud I am of you…and tell you that…I miss you. I still think of you-but I know you've moved on with your life and you're happy, so….I just wanted to tell you congratulations. Take care."
The next morning, Marie called UCLA.
A few weeks later, Logan was walking out of the Anthropology building on USC's campus. He was having a particularly shitty day after dealing with the parents of some douchey, entitled brat who had (rightfully) gotten a D on his first exam.
Logan cursed as he dropped his tattered briefcase and spilled some of its contents onto the sidewalk.
He was shoving items back into his bag when he thought he heard the name that no one on USC's campus ever used in reference to him. Here, he was Professor Howlett or, to his co-worker, James.
He heard "Logan" get called again, and he looked up in the direction he heard the name come from. Through the crowd of students, he saw Marie…the woman of his dreams and the love of his life jogging through the crowd toward him.
He left his things laying there as he stood and took off running. He grabbed her and picked her up as she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tight.
Logan held her for several moments before he set her down and brushed her hair out of her face, "This isn't a dream…right?"
Marie laughed softly and shook her head, "No."
He cupped her face in his hand, "I called you—"
"I know. And I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to call you back. I got really busy with my move to LA."
His eyes widened, "You're not a student here, are you? Cause, if you are, we still can't-"
"No. You and I are rivals. I'm just down the highway at UCLA…"
Logan grabbed her face and kissed her hungrily, "I missed you so much."
She kissed him back and moaned against his lips, "Oh god…I need you."
"Where's your apartment?" he said with a sly smirk.
Marie raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong with your office, professor?"
Logan took her by the hand and started leading her back toward his building, "Just like old times…"
To all of my faithful readers, I'd like to thank you for all of the feedback you've given me throughout ALL of my stories. I appreciate the time you've taken to read my pervy Rogan fics. They were so much fun to write, and I hope to be able to re-enter the world of Fanfic in the future, but I know there will be a definite 6-8 month period where I will be absent. If I have time, I'll see if I can upload some of my rough works that I decided not to post, just to tide some of you over.
I will miss all of you! You all have contributed to making me a better, more thoughtful storyteller. Thank you so much, from the bottom of my pervy heart! :-)