Well, here it is. The epilogue I promised. I rewrote it from the one in Spanish. I hope you enjoy it.

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"My brother asked you a simple question"

"Why are you being such a dick?"

"Yeah, why are you being such a dick?"

"Because I can."

I rolled my eyes while I heard him laughing. Did you actually think that John would change his obnoxious way? I never did and I never expected him to. I sent him my most stern glare. He just winked at me. We were sitting at the food court of the museum. One of his arms was lazily draped over my shoulders. He was opening and closing his Zippo, strangely enough that sound didn't disturb me a bit. It sort of gave me some security… a soothing feeling.

"Can I have a light?" Asked one of the brothers; he was extremely bugged.

John let the Zippo open. I saw him make that delicious pout of his. "Hmm?" Those stormy eyes stared at the dancing flame. Suddenly he snapped it close.

"Sorry, I can't help you out, pal."

"John, knock it off." I used my 'keep it up and you're gonna get one from me' voice. I loved him but there were times when he drove me against the wall.

"Why don't you stop showing off?" Bobby said, somewhat annoyed at John's antics.

Yes, Bobby and Kitty were with us. I'll let you on a secret. Always listen to advice, especially if it comes from a wise man. The Professor was right; someday I was going to look back at everything that happened and just laugh at it. I discovered the truth of his words sooner than I expected. Now it's laughable but then… John and I slowly began to develop this unsteady friendship with them. It was more of an urge in John's part, he and Bobby were good friends. Bobby was the first one to offer his friendship to John when he arrived to the mansion, helping John in the process to ease those feeling of anger and bitterness.

"Oh, for her? I can't help it if it's bothering your girlfriend."

I glanced at Kitty; her face has taken the darkest shade of red. Ah, Kitty! The Professor was right to call her our mischievous Katherine Pride. It was incredible what a scorned woman was capable of doing. The poor girl believed Bobby bought the flowers for me. Far from the truth; the receipt belonged to John. But she didn't know it, assuming it was from Bobby she made up everything about John asking her out just to get back at Bobby.

I looked up at the two brothers, not really listening to John and Bobby's bickering. One of the brothers wriggled his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes. Thank God John was oblivious to that gesture, engrossed in his discussion with Bobby. John has this over possessive nature with everything related to me. Annoyed at the continuous coming and going of words between Bobby and John, I snatched John's lighter. John stared at me with a frown. Good, now I wasn't the only one annoyed.

"Are or aren't you going to give them a light? Is that so hard to answer?"

John opened his mouth to answer with one of his smart remark but never got the opportunity. The brother who wriggled his eyebrows at me made the stupidest move that he could think of. He unexpectedly took me by one of my hands and pulled me against him.

"Hey!" John stood up immediately, he was pissed off.

Now he had me and the lighter. Then the boy had the boldness to announce it.

"Now I've got your lighter along with your girlfriend. What are you going to do?"

I closed my eyes momentarily. Oh, boy, did he sign his own death penalty! I tried to free myself from his hands. John tried to take me, but the boy just passed me to his brother. Now John was furious.

"John." I tried to placate him; he wasn't listening to me.

"That's real cute, man." I could hear the anger in his voice.

The brother who has me now, took the lighter from my hand to light his cigar. He inhaled it and blew all the smoke into John's face.

"Suddenly, you're not so tough."

John laughed but he didn't fool me. His eyes have turned into this metallic gray; cold and hard. He stared at the cigar.

"John, don't…" I was worried and struggling to get free. Didn't they see that I was only trying to help them? I knew that John wouldn't allow the fire to hurt me but I couldn't feel the same way about the boys.

John winked and the arm of the boy smoking got covered in a blaze of fire. It happened so quickly; in mere seconds I was from the boy's arm to John's arm. All pandemonium broke loose in the food court. I thought I heard Kitty letting out a small scream.

"Are you okay, baby?" John took my face in his hand, trying to read it.

"You shouldn't have…"

"He touched you." That was enough for him.

Bobby tried to help the boy lying on the floor, quenching the fire with a blast of ice. It only helped to create more panic. As if by a magic spell, everything went still; the two boys and all the people in the food court.

"Bobby, what did you do?" That was Kitty.

"I didn't do this."

"No." Said a forceful and stern voice, "I did."

The Professor appeared in front of us. John tightened his arm around my waist. I could sense in him a unique sense of defiance intermingled with contrite remorse. John admired the man, even if he differed from his view.

"And the next time you feel like showing off, don't."

The disquieting silence was broken. 'Breaking news. We're coming you live from Washington…'

John and me turned our head unanimously to look at the TV.

'…where there's been an attack in the Oval Office of the White House. Details are still coming in, but we have been informed that the president and vice-president were not harmed. Sources say attack involved one or more mutants.'

A tremor went down my spine and I took John's hand. He squeezed it, trying to reassure me. We both knew what it meant.

"I think it's time to leave, Professor." Mr. Summer said.

"I think you're right."

Quietly, we left the museum.

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I sat alone on a bench, surrounded by Miss Munroe's flowers. Not even the sweet smell of the roses seemed to help me soothe my troubled soul. It was scary for me to face a possible threat against all our kind. That attack could be taken as declaration of war. I didn't want to see that possibility; all I wished is to live peacefully, not bothering anyone. I think all of us mutant wished it; to be able to have a normal life like everybody else. Couldn't normal humans see that we also had feelings, hopes, and that we, too, wished for all the things they dreamed of? Because like all girls I did have my dreams. Oh, you know the ones who included a beautiful house with picket fences…

"Marie?"

It was John. I just kept quiet; I didn't think I could see him. He had this annoying way of reading me like an open book and instantly knowing if something was bothering me.

"Marie?" He called again, urgently. I didn't have it in me to ignore that call.

"Over here."

He sat down beside me.

"What's the matter, babe?" He said his hand taking hold of mine. I stared at my hand entwined with his. John has strong hands so different from mine, which were so small and white.

"Nothing." I lied and sent him a big smile.

He arched one eyebrow. He never ate one of my lies. Not even one.

"Marie, don't you dare to hide anything from me."

I leaned my head on his shoulder and I smelled his delicious scent of summer breeze and sun. Now, that seemed to calm my worries.

"John, what do you think of the attack?"

"Is this is what is all about?"

I nodded.

"Sooner or later this had to happen. There is too much tension between us and the rest of humanity."

John is very proud of his heritage and sometimes that pride rubs on me, giving me a certain acceptance of who I was. Why shouldn't we have dignity? Everybody deserves to have its place and its value.

"I'm afraid, John. What we would do when 'it' arises?"

"The war between us and the rest? I guess we have to take a stand."

"Would you?"

'Yeah, I would."

It was a definite answer, no doubts in it nor a hint of fear.

"I only wish the time never arrives." I whispered. He hugged me fiercely.

"Me too, but is inevitable." He pulled me back and cupped my chin in his hand. Those amazing eyes seemed to smolder my insides. "And do you want to know why would I take a stand?"

A small smile curved my lips.

"I know how deep your feelings are about us having rights and that we shouldn't live, hiding ourselves in shame of what we are."

"You're right but is more than that. I would do it for you, my love."

Oh, my God! I think I stopped breathing. Never before had he used that endearment with me and I was… speechless. His thumb caressed my lower lip making me shiver. My eyes were completely hypnotized by those stormy eyes.

"I would do anything for you." He said his voice hoarse with emotion. "Because I won't stop at anything to give you a safe and secure world to live on."

I never doubted John's feeling toward me; not even once. But to actually hear it coming from his own lips, it gave me a special closeness to his heart. Building together a bond so unique and strong, that we both would cherish and guard with our own soul. Yes, we've been granted a miracle, one that few people had the opportunity to experience. He lowered his head to kiss me. It was a kiss full of possessiveness but also mixed with so much love and tenderness. It was more of a unique emotion, ours alone, ours to share. Not surprisingly, it made me see that perhaps there was hope; that I too could wish and dream. He hugged me and I hid my face in his neck, rubbing it with my nose.

Until I heard a sound, one that I hoped against all hope to hear again. Oh, God! It was him!

"Logan!" I exclaimed and ran to find him…

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I'm totally evil, right?

Don't worry, there's a one shot that follows up with this story. One that I promised to tHe TrUtH aBoUt RoSeS. Wait for it. I wish to thanks all my reviewer, especially, lovestoread, Nicki-hunny, hollyparker, naturelle, Red Magic, PsYcHoThErApY17, mellowgold, Andrew Fisher15, Chica De Los Ojos Cafe, rubensrubens, BlueAssasin89, Randa Beth and ingridmr. To all of you a big kiss. Muah!

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