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Author's Chapter Notes:
Part 2 of a trilogy of sorts. Ororo's POV. She seeks comfort from Logan during a major upheaval in her life, all the time wrestling with whether or not to reveal her feelings for him.
Chapter 7 - All That Matters - Part II - Ororo

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Life at the mansion was beginning to grate on her nerves and was taking its toll on her sanity as she was
constantly subjected to the pitying looks of her family and friends. To say her life was a mess, would be an understatement. All courtesy of Forge, her ex-fiancé. The man she was planning on spending the rest of her life with. The man she loved, or at least thought she loved. She needed to get away from the insanity and put her tattered life back together. She needed to go to a place, where there will be no reminders, no mockeries. She needed Logan. He had left the day after she announced her engagement, claiming that he needed to take care of some business and he did not know if he will be back in time for her wedding. His departure, to say the least, caused her great pain. She spent a considerable amount of time wondering as to why he would hurt her that way. Didn’t he know that she needed him? With thoughts of Logan constantly on her mind, she delved head first into planning the wedding of her dreams. It all came to a screeching halt when she discovered her fiancé's infidelity.

It was quite by chance that she made the heartbreaking and repulsive discovery. She was meeting Forge later that evening for dinner, but decided to swing by the condominium that they had just purchased together to ensure everything was in order before she moved in later that week. She turned the key in the lock and softly opened the door, all the while marveling at the fact that she will be a wife soon. As she left the foyer to enter the living room, the grunts and groans she heard emitting from a man drew her up short. If she weren’t aware that the noises were of a sexual nature, then the moans produced by an unidentified woman left no doubts. Ororo plastered her frame against the wall and peered her head around the corner, only to see Forge standing between the legs of the woman lying wantonly across the kitchen island, thrusting furiously. Ororo blinked back the tears and quietly slipped out of the condo before she was detected.

The days that followed were sheer hell. Canceling the wedding plans, revealing her discovery to her family and friends and completely breaking off her engagement. Forge was angry in all his self-righteous glory, demanding an explanation for her decision. When she revealed what she saw, he was taken aback and then immediately took to blaming her for his cheating ways. His tirade didn’t weakened her resolve and in the end, she calmly gave him back the engagement ring and told him in no uncertain terms to get out of her life. Her family and friends attempted to alleviate her hurt and make her feel better, but she wasn’t in the frame of mind to placate them. So, with her decision firmly made, she requested a few weeks off from Charles and got into her car and drove to Canada, hoping and praying that Logan was at his hideaway cabin. She needed Logan, the only one that could provide her some semblance of comfort and reassurance.

So now, here she was standing on the porch of Logan’s cabin, soaked like a wet dog. She didn’t even bother to knock, knowing that his senses will alert him to her presence. He opened the door and she saw the display of emotions cross his handsome face. Ororo stepped inside the door and closed it behind her. She turned around and stood there, her eyes, devoid of emotion focused on him. Her hair was wet and draped her cheeks, neck and shoulders. Her chambray shirt and stone washed jeans were soaked and plastered against her skin. His eyes immediately crashed into her desolate ones when he heard a broken sob escape her and she immediately stepped into his encompassing embrace.

The tears threatening to fall since she left Westchester immediately poured forth when she walked into his solid, strong, secure embrace. With one hand, Logan cradled her head into his chest while the other encircled her quaking frame. Her torrent of tears spilled out, drenching his flannel shirt. After what seemed like hours, but in actuality was a few minutes, she quieted down, the only noise coming from her was her soft hiccups. Logan gently picked her up and walked over to his leather recliner and sat with her on his lap.

She felt as if she had finally come home, seated on his lap and wrapped in his arms. All the emotions she held for him and tried to bury over the years rushed to the surface, overwhelming her. She removed her head from his chest and looked into his eyes. Those wonderful, expressive steel gray eyes of his that always gave her a warm flush. “I did not know where else to go. I just got into my car and drove here, hoping you were here.”

Logan sighed. “Why didn’t ya call me? I should flay yer ass for comin’ here by yerself.”

She lowered her eyes apologetically. “I know you would not turn me away and I had to leave. I could not stay at the mansion any longer.”

He lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. He rubbed his thumb across her lower lip and she closed her eyes at the marvelous sensation.“Ya know I would never turn ya away, ‘Ro. But I worry about ya. ‘Specially when ya in a state like ya are now.”

Her eyes welled up with more tears. “Don’t go cryin’ on me again, ‘Ro. Do I have ta hurt that husband a yers?” He silently cursed and knew he had hit the nail on the head when she started bawling again. She quieted down after a few minutes. “I am pathetic, Logan,” she said rather pitifully.

Logan drew back and pushed her away from him so he can get a good look at her, unsure he heard her correctly. “Huh?”

She wasn’t looking at him when she uttered those laughable words. “Look at me, ‘Ro,” he grated.“Yer not pathetic. Yer a beautiful, intelligent, loving, sexy woman.” Ororo’s heartbeat quickened at his praise and she offered him a shy smile. “Thank you.”

He gave her his trademark grin in return. “Ya gonna tell me why I shouldn’t beat ya for pullin’ this stunt and comin’ here by ya lonesome? Where’s ya husband, ‘Ro?”

She took in a few deep breaths in an effort to remain calm. Mother Nature was already wreaking havoc outside and she sure didn’t need any further assistance from her. “I do not know where Forge is Logan.”

Logan sat up ramrod straight, disbelief evident on his face. “Come again, darlin’.”

Ororo slowly rose from her position on his lap. She began pacing in front of him. Logan watched her with what he was sure was a quizzical look on his face. Her pacing subsided and she stood directly in front of him, sterling gray eyes were held captive by sky blue ones, as she unfolded the sordid tale to him. “Forge was unfaithful to me Logan. I caught him having sex with another woman at the condo we were going to share after we were married.”

Logan shot up off the recliner to stand directly in front of her. Anger was evident on his face as he swiftly hauled her to him and hugged her. “I’m gonna gut da bastard,” he stated angrily.

She smiled into his shirt, knowing his anger was on her behalf. “That would not be necessary Logan. I have severed all ties with him.”

He pushed her away from him to peer into her eyes. “I’m sorry darlin’. Ya of all people shouldn’t hafta go through somethin’ like this. He didna deserve ya ‘Ro.”"

She accepted his words of comfort with a watery smile. “You know, I am glad that I found out before I pledged my life to him. It saved me a lot of heartache that way.”

“But ya still hurtin’. I don’t like ta see ya hurt.”

She placed a hand on both sides of his face and caressed his whiskered cheeks. She smiled at him and replied, “I know that you do not Logan. But in life, we all must hurt in order to fully appreciate and love the things and people we have in our lives.”
She watched as the emotions played across his face and at that moment, she realized that all that matters, all that ever mattered was the gruff, caring, loyal and protective feral mutant standing right before her. Having him this close, she had her eureka moment. She loved him beyond reason, with a ferocity that defied logic and instilled fear in her. And it was that fear that drove her to her ill-fated romance with Forge, that drove her to reject her true feelings for the hair trigger mutant before her. All she had to do was let go of the fear she’s held on to all this time in an effort to convince herself that he would never want her, that he could never love her as she wanted and loved him. Her heart. Her soulmate. It was now or never Ororo. She rolled the dice.





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