Chapter 1

The door slammed with frame shaking force that resonated through the empty hallway at 2 am. Everyone was sleeping and the sound undoubtedly woke some of the residents of the mansion up. In fact a student nudged his door a crack to see what the commotion was about, however he only saw an infuriated redhead walking away from her room. Likely a couple's spat, so he went back to bed.

Jean took long strides down the hall, not caring to step quietly. She made it to the living area but as she made it to her destination her anger grew. When her emotions were not in check, objected tended to levitate and fly, almost going unnoticed by the telepath and telekinetic. She was made fully aware when a vase went flying across the room and almost hit a certain Canadian. Luckily he caught it before impact.

"HEY. Watch where yer levitating that thing will ya?" Surprised by Logan's presence, Jean nearly dropped everything, but at the last minute telepathically caught everything, inches before it hit the ground.

"Sorry," Jean murmured. She took a deep breath and calmed herself, at least to the point where random objects would not fly around, and lied down on the couch and attempted to go to sleep. She hoped that Logan would just leave her alone and go about his business. She still felt his presence after a few long moments and sat up. "Yes?"

"Ya nearly woke up the entire mansion darlin." Jean shrugged. "Something on yer mind?" he asked already knowing the answer.

"I'm fine." Logan snorted. "Ok. I'm not fine. I'd rather not talk about it. So have a good night." She lied down again, closed her eyes and wished him away. Not only did he not go away, he felt her at the other end of the couch.

Sitting up again she repeated, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Well hey, I didn't say I wanted to know. Ha. Last thing I need is ta get into some lover's quarrel, but I'm here for ya if ya need me." Jean smiled slightly. "You don't have to sleep here tonight. Sleep in my room. I'll sleep here."

She shook her head in a way that some of her hair cascaded down onto her shoulders. "No I can't. Thanks but I don't want you to sleep on one of these god awful couches because of some stupid breakup." Oops.

Logan nodded, deciding not to comment on her accidental information slip, "Well suit yerself. I'll grab ya an extra blanket an pillow."

After Logan returned with said items Jean snuggled into the lumpy couch and Logan returned to his room. The redhead tossed and turned uncomfortable in nearly every position she tried. Over an hour passed. She gave up and went to get a glass of milk. On her way back to the living room she took an abrupt turn, instead of going back to the couch she made her way to the living quarters. Thinking she might do a little eavesdropping into Scott's mind. However she decided otherwise and opted to walk back towards the living room. It came to a surprise to her as she stepped into Logan's room. She lied down next to him and the far edge of the bed hoping not to disturb him. He made no indication that he knew that she was there, and she took it as a good sign, and nearly instantly fell asleep.

Though no indication was made, Logan was awake. He knew it was Jean, he heard he walk by her room towards Scott and her room and he could smell the scent of the soap she used as she entered the room. Coconut. It was pleasant. What Logan should have done at the point was leave the room and sleep on the couch. But he didn't and he hated to admit that it was nice to have someone sharing his bed. It was of course inappropriate sharing a bed with a student but his excuse was that he was too tired to care and if Jean didn't care, why should he? And with that last thought he drifted to sleep.