My husband and my best friend

My husband and my best friend


Ten minutes later everyone froze when they heard someone knock on the door, that someone being Rogue. Scott just knew it, he was dreading having to clam down Marie once she knew what was going on.

Marie was by no means a violent person, who lost her temper at the drop of a hat, even if she did have parts of Logan’s personality inside of her head. But Scott realised if there was anything that would truly set off his friend and partner, then this would definitely be it.

“Enter” Charles called out. Scott sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, as he heard the door handle turn, before opening and revealing his best friend and partner.

They all except for Scott turned their gazes upon the beautiful woman who entered the office before closing the door behind her. Her beauty was evident, as was the knowledge behind emerald green eyes, eyes far too young to hold such vast knowledge.

Alex suddenly felt a slight stab of envy towards his brother. He was going to marry and have a child with the older sister, the older sister with all the knowledge and experience. She reminded Alex a lot of Rini. They shared the same facial features, and eye colour, and mutation. But that is where the similarities begun and where they also ended.

Rini was at least three inches shorter then her older sister. Her hair was pure raven and reached just below her shoulders, in gentle waves. She did not have the knowledge or the sparkle of innocence that Marie possessed, despite everything she had endured in her short twenty two years of life.

Marie on the other hand was taller and had dark rich and glossy auburn hair that flowed straight down her back that was currently in a tight French braid. Stark white streaks framed her face that gave her even more character and depth.

Marie instantly noticed two things. One Scott looked more harassed then she’d seen him look in a long time, plus he was refusing to meet her gaze. And two a younger man who greatly resembled Scott only with blond hair, was eyeing her in away that was not entirely platonic.

Charles cleared his throat and said as he gestured to Scott “Rogue take a seat beside Scott please. There are some extremely important and life altering things we need to, no must discuss.”

He gestured to Scott who sighed and shot his mentor since he was a teenager, a look stating what he truly thought of this situation and the fact it was he who was being made to reveal all to the soon to be seething southern belle.

‘Geez thanks a lot Charles’ Scott thought bitterly as he eyed his much admired mentor. Charles sighed and told one of his most dear students ‘Scott my boy, it is not my place to tell her, it is yours. She after all is to be your wife and the mother of your children. It is only right it should be you who reveals all and calms her down afterwards’

Marie asked as she narrowed her eyes suspiciously “What is the matter Scott, anyone would believe you know something I don’t, and are afraid to tell me?” Scott sighed then moaned in pure annoyance before exclaiming “Screw this! By the way this is not my fault, I’m just as much a victim here as you are, just remember that before you attempted to try and kill me”

He then handed to her the same dreaded document that he read and still swore the words were there on the clear and smooth paper to laugh at him and mock him, due to the whole unwanted and unexpected situation.

They all watched, Scott especially, as she scanned the document. Scott felt him self become more nervous and alert, as he watched her face go from it normal beautiful pale unblemished complexion, to even paler if that were possible, and finally to bright angry red, all in under thirty seconds.

All was silent for a moment or two before Marie spoke up, her voice like ice as she asked “What it is the meaning of this, since when has it been allowed or even compulsory for people to marry, who do not follow nor are they a part of a certain religion?”

Scott and Charles winced as they noticed her southern accent, that had softened in the six years she had been in New York, was now thicker then ever, as she came close to losing her control on her emotions.

“Well would someone have the common courtesy to inform me as to what the meaning of this document and whole meeting is about? I want to know why it states that I and my younger sister, a younger sister I have not seen nor mentioned in six years, have to marry the Summer’s brothers?” she asked, her annoyance and intolerance for the situation growing by the second.

Scott shook his head and said “That isn’t all Marie, read the rest of the document.” Marie eyed him before turning her attention back to the document in her grasp. After a few more moments, Marie’s expression clearly displayed someone who had swallowed something highly sour.

She pinched the bridge of her nose and commented “Not only am I expected to marry my best friend, but I am expected to conceive and carry a child as well. They don’t just want me to change my last name; no they want me to provide an heir, like a machine that pops out babies, as if it isn’t any form of hard work.”

She laughed, without a hint of mirth being present and said “Oh and the fact there is a dead line for when we are expected to marry and when we produce an heir. What just because we are mutants, do they believe us able to control Mother Nature. We don’t get too decide when and if we have children, it can happen at any given time. This two year dead line is pointless and purely laughable.”

Alex suddenly spoke up “Yes your sister pretty much reacted the same way. She wasn't thrilled either when she read the document. She complained how it was the twenty first century that no one married due to an arranged marriage, in less they came from a family with very old fashioned values, or were part of a certain religion.”

Rogue eyed the blond haired man who greatly resembled her best friend, especially with the red quartz glasses on she noted. She said “So you are who my sister is going to marry.” Alex shook his head and replied “No not marry, try already married.”

Marie raised a single elegantly shaped eye brow and commented “You have already married, when and how long for?” Alex replied “Your sister and I have been married for just over a month, and recently returned from a honeymoon in Barley, where we had also eloped to. You see your sister didn’t want a big fuss that came with arranging and have a large and fancy elaborate wedding. She just wanted it to be simple, just her and me.”

Marie nodded and said “Yes, she and I always had that in common; we always preferred and appreciated the small and simple things in life. It was the one thing we did have in common with each.”

Charles spoke up “Well, it would seem we have three weeks to prepare for a wedding, in less you and Scott would much rather elope like Alex and your younger sister have.” He added “It would be my pleasure to allow you and Scott to marry in the mansion or on its grounds.”

Scott nodded and said “I don’t know about Marie. But if we have to marry, then I would prefer to do it in my home, where I am comfortable and feel secure. I want my friends and family I have here in the mansion and Alex too witness me getting married.”

Marie sighed in defeat and replied “No Charles, I would like to marry here. It has been my home since I was sixteen, it is the only place that I can honestly say felt like home, where I was accepted for who I am and not some kind of deadly freak of nature.” She added with a small smile “Besides there is no other I could honestly think of or would want to give me away on my wedding day, then you, if you would be willing to do this for me.”

Charles Xavier for the first time in his life was overwhelmed with the love a father felt for a daughter. Not even Jean had been able to provoke this feeling within him. Charles smiled and replied “It would be my pleasure and my honour to give you away Marie. You are the closest I have to a daughter, and nothing could give me more pleasure then to give you away.”

Marie beamed at Charles, and with tears in her eyes she walked over to Charles and hugged him, he hugged her back. Scott smiled at the sight of his soon to be wife, and the man who had been a father and mentor to him, since he first came to live at the mansion.

Marie pulled away after placing a gentle kiss upon Charles’s forehead. She then went and sat next to Scott once more. They were all silent for a moment or two, until Marie broke the silence and said “I always imagined it would be Logan that would be waiting for me at the other end of the isle, that he would be my groom. It just goes to show that life does not always go how we want it to.”

Scott sighed and nodded, he had been sighing more since he read the Document, then he had in the last couple of months, since the last time Jubilee said or did something she wasn’t supposed to. Just thinking of the hyper and bubbly young woman and fellow X-Men, made Scott inwardly smirk, just thinking of what Jubilee liked to call music, and Scott liked to call the music of pain and bleeding ear drums.

“Yeah, I know exactly what you mean Marie. No offence but I always imagined that Jean would be the one to become my bride and Mrs. Summers. Like you said I guess it goes to show that life does not always go the way we want it to.”

Alex asked “What happened, how come you aren’t with Jean and Marie isn’t with Logan? I always thought you and Jean loved each other and your relationship was solid, that you would one day marry.”

Scott replied “As you know, I and Jean were in a relationship, and Marie was in a relationship with Logan since she was eighteen. When Marie was nineteen and I and Jean were mere months away from marrying each other. Jean left me for Logan and broke off our engagement and relationship. And in the process Marie and I ended up getting hurt when she and Logan left the mansion. We haven’t seen nor heard from them since, and that was almost four years ago.”

Marie added “I and Scott were so depressed and heart broken at first that we didn’t want to go on. We shut everyone else out and most of the time could be found drinking ourselves into a drunken stupor. It wasn’t until six months after they had left us, that Ororo and Charles helped us after insisting that we were to get our act together and get on with our lives as we were destroying our selves.”

Alex shook his head and said “I never was too keen on Jean. I always felt she was far too old for you Scott. I know for a fact when you first met, she was the adult of the relationship and you the teenager. You and Jean were just far too different. She wanted you act like and be someone you weren’t Scott. In the beginning after you met her, I had trouble recognising my own brother under the disguise of a boy scout.”

Scott sighed, already knowing his brother felt like that where Jean had been concerned, although he hadn’t been aware that Alex had seen him as the typical Boy Scout.

Also he wanted children and Jean hadn’t, or least she hadn’t wanted them with him. He knew for a fact Marie wanted to have children, but had originally wanted them to be with Logan. But like Jean, Logan did not want to be a father, or he did not want to father a child whose mother was Marie.

Scott and Marie knew it was useless to dwell on such things, knowing there was nothing they could do about it. It had been four years almost. If the cheating duo were going to return, then everyone had figured it would have been sooner. But neither Scott nor Marie was betting on it, considering there had been no form of contact from either Jean or Logan.

No, no one in the mansion, especially Scott and Marie, held any hope of either Jean or Logan returning any time soon, least not to take them back.