Run

Summary: Marie catches Logan making out with Jean in their apartment, so she takes their two sons Jacob and James, and makes a run for it. HAZEL EYES PART 2!

Prologue

~xXx~

It was James' 5th birthday, and the little guy was sitting on his mother's lap. She was reading a book before she put the two kids to bed. She smiled as she read softly, Jacob already asleep and out like a light. "And so, they all lived happily ever after," Marie said to her son, who yawned loudly, "Time for bed, Jamie." She said softly.

James pouted but climbed into his bed, and Marie tucked him in. "I love you mommy…" He murmured.

"I love you too, Jamie," Marie replied, kissing his forehead before she left the room, closing the door behind her.

"Kids asleep?" she found Logan sitting on the couch in their mini apartment Charles had given them.

Marie nodded. "Yup, they're out like a light."

Logan got up, and went over to his wife and kissed her lips as he smirked. "I have an idea what we could do," He trailed off, and she knew what he wanted. She nodded and they went to their room.

~xXx~

2 weeks after this, it was May 3rd. Marie had Jacob on her hip, with James holding onto her hand. They had gone to the store a little ways away from the school, well Logan stayed to teach his class. James had been bugging his mom to get him a new toy, and she said she would. Then, Jacob started and so they now both had a truck which looked like Logan's.

"Mommy, can we have cars shampoo?" James asked, pulling out the bottle, and using his hazel eyes to get her to say yes.

"Fine," Marie sighed, as she put it in their cart where Jacob sat. The little 3 year old began to play with it, and his truck. "Now…where are they?" She needed to grab a few tampons since she knew her monthly gift was coming up.

"Where's what mommy?" James asked.

Marie found them, and plopped the box in the cart. "Nothing sweetie,"

James dropped it, as they kept shopping. Marie let her son pick a backpack for the school year which was coming up. "I want Lightning McQueen!" James said, pointing at the pack that had the red race car.

"Manners?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Please mommy, please and thank you!" She smiled and nodded, grabbing it and putting it in the cart. Jacob began to play with it, and James got mad, "No Jake-up don't touch my backpack!"

Jacob began to cry, as James took the pack away from the 3 year old. Marie cursed under her breath as she grabbed another backpack which had Iron Man on it, Jacob's favorite thing ever. Jacob stopped his crying and hugged the backpack happily. She sighed as she went to pay at the store before she kept going, needing makeup and a few beers for Logan.

"Mommy, can we have pizza tonight?" James asked, looking at her with large hopeful eyes. "Please?"

"Sure sweetie," Marie smiled, knowing she was in the mood for pizza too.

"Yay!" squeaked James.

The family grabbed makeup, and then James saw the pet store. He started asking for a kitty, but Marie said no. He whined, till they lift and went to the car. They got in, and then they were on their way home. Marie was in a pretty good mood, with all the stuff they needed. And James was happy,

~xXx~

Kitty was with her son, William and she giggled when she saw Marie walk in with her hands full and her sons rushing to Will. "Kitty, will you watch Jacob and James for me?"

"Sure,"

"Thank you!" Marie went to her apartment with some of the stuff which was Logan's beers, and some of the food. She stopped when she found Jean and Logan, making out on her couch. She dropped the stuff in her hands, and her mouth fell open. Tears formed, because when Logan and Jean turned, finding them there. "YOU BASTARD!" shouted Marie.

Logan's mouth dropped. "Marie—"

"Don't you dare," She snapped and then was rushing out of the room to where Kitty was. "Come on Jacob, James, we gotta go."

"Why?" pouted both Boys.

She whimpered, "Because daddy was kissing another woman."

They didn't know it yet, but when they left, they went to Marie's car and drove off…..

Run.

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