Only In My Heart
By Sharron Ibbitson
Rating: Probably PG-13 for some naughty words.
Disclaimer: Okay okay okay, the characters that you recognise do not belong to me they are the property of Marvel sigh, there are you happy I said it??!
This is set after the events of X2, the film leaves so much to write about, so here is my first X-Men fic, hope you like it, but remember I survive on feedback!!!
Only In My Heart
Rogue sighed deeply as she peered out of her window.
"He's out there again you ya know?" she asked her companion.
"I guess he just needs time" Logan replied. The two mutants watched the lone figure of Scott Summers as he sat on a bench.
"But he hasn't even got a jacket with him" Rogue continued, she was very fond of her teacher Mr Summers, she had taken a shine to him the first time they had met when he had saved her life by rescuing her from a burning car.
"Fine, fine I will take him a jacket, satisfied?" Logan asked the young girl, she shot him a cheeky grin.
"Extremely" she replied. Logan rolled his eyes. He walked purposefully to his friend's room, and grabbed whatever jacket came to hand. He and Scott, also known as Cyclops, hadn't always gotten along. They had really been competing for the love of the same woman, it was only recently that Logan had discovered that there never was really any competition, Jean's heart had always belonged to Scott, he had never stood a chance. He sighed and blinked back the tears that threatened once again to fall. The woman had died saving them all. Every time he closed his eyes it wasn't her image that haunted him, it was the image of Scott Summers breaking in his arms, sobbing so hard Logan was afraid he might seriously hurt himself. Although the younger man hadn't had a repeat performance, he was held together very tightly, and Logan knew that it was only a mater of time before he broke, and he was damn sure he was going to be there to pick up the pieces.
"You'll catch your death out here" Logan said to his new friend, when he stood beside him. He winced as he realised what he had said, but still diplomacy never was in his nature. Scott shook his head slightly.
"It's not that cold" he replied, but took the jacket none the less. "Thanks" he added as an afterthought.
"Didn't see you at dinner tonight?" Logan prompted, he knew that Scott had not been at meals with everybody for at least the last fortnight, since Jean's death, and he hadn't seen any food being taken up to his room either.
"Wasn't hungry" Scott replied, not willing to be drawn out into conversation.
"Look Cyke, the kids are worried about you, and so are we"
"Logan, don't go there, look please, just leave me alone. I am good honest, I am fine. I don't need you to worry about me I just need some time" Scott replied, still not meeting Logan's gaze.
"Okay, but just promise me that you will make an appearance in the dining hall at breakfast" Logan continued before Scott could make his attempt to argue "Not for me, and not for you, but for the kids, please?" he asked, almost hating the begging tone of his voice, Scott nodded once. Logan patted him gently on the back then got up and walked back to the school. Scott sat alone for some time. He felt so empty inside, ever since Jean's death he felt like a part of him was missing, they had always shared a physic link, and now that part of his mind felt like a deep void. He missed her so much, his heart nearly broke to think of her. She had been such a big part of his life that he couldn't imagine going on without her. He knew that the others at the school would also be missing her, but he just could handle their grief on top of his, so the best thing for him was to get through it the only way he knew how, on his own.
"Well did ya talk to him?" Rogue asked Logan as soon as he returned to the rec room. He was surprised to see that it wasn't only her waiting for his return. Storm was also there as well as Bobby and Kurt.
"Yeah I spoke to him, for all the good it did" he replied
"Hey, at least you tried, at least he knows that we are here when he needs to talk" Storm told him gently placing her hand on his arm and giving him a gentle squeeze of reassurance.
To be continued in part two……..