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"What were you dreaming about? Before I came in?" Rogue whispered to the man holding her to his side, keeping her eyes trained on the television screen. She didn't want him to see her raw concern, knowing it would just make him angry.
Logan sighed and took his arm off her shoulders, putting them on his stomach instead. He looked up. "I don't know, kid. It was just kinda upsettin' and painful. You don't need to be worrying."
Rogue looked up at him in surprise. "Painful?" she asked in alarm.
"Well, I mean, yeah. But let's not talk about it right now, okay? How 'bout we just watch this show and…"
"Logan!" Rogue interrupted sharply, sitting up and directly staring into his eyes. "I kinda want to know this! Most people don't feel actual pain in their dream!"
"Why does it matter anyway? It's just a stupid dream!"
"Because," Rogue says softly, maintaining their eye contact. "You're my best friend. And best friends don't let each other suffer alone."
Logan ran a hand over his face and reluctantly reached for the remote to turn off the TV. He too sat up and positioned himself so that he was facing her, their knees touching.
"Well," he started, looking into the corner of the room. "It always takes place in some woods, probably Montana or somethin'. I'm walking around, looking for something, anything, that'll take me back to the school, when outa the blue, I'm being shot by every person in Magneto's army. I start running away…"
"Smart." Rogue interjects, nodding her head in approval. Logan just looked at her before continuing.
"So anyway, I'm running down this path when, all of a sudden, these kids show up from the school. They all form a circle around me, each with a shocker collar on their necks. I reach for my neck, and I find one, too. Just as I'm about to take theirs off with my claws, Magneto comes in, snaps his fingers, and all the electric collars go off. I watch as every kid falls down in the dirt, dead." Logan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "All the kids I've met here, just…dead. Ice-man, Angel boy, Kitty…"
"Me?" Rogue asks softly, touching Logan's hand. He opens his eyes to Rogue, who is leaning forward with a sad look on her face. He looks down again.
"Yeah, you're their too."
They sit there for a little bit, both looking at their laps in conjoined sadness. After a couple seconds pass, Rogue takes Logan's hand in hers and starts tracing little patterns on it. "So what happens next?"
"Eventually I feel my collar shock, and I try to take it off with my claws, but it won't come off. Magneto laughs at my attempts, and I'm eventually knocked unconscious with the pain. The last image I see as I hit the ground is your face, kid, staring at me in disappointment."
"Why would I be staring at you in disappointment?" Rogue asks.
"Geez, I don't know. I can't control my own dreams!" But you DO know why, Logan's mind says. It's the face you care most about. Logan shoved his thoughts away with a shake of his head.
Rogue sighed and laid back down on the bed, patting the spot next to her. Logan's heart sped up a little as he slowly laid back down, stretching his body along the length of hers. His heart sped up more when she turned sideways, her stomach and thighs against his side, and she put her head in the crook of his neck. He almost went into cardiac arrest when she kissed underneath his ear lobe on his neck.
"Thanks for telling me, Logan." She whispered, her breath making his skin break out in gooseflesh. "I feel better knowing what made you upset."
"Anytime!" He croaked out, still thinking of her lips against his skin. To distract himself, he grabbed the remote and started flipping through channels, but not really seeing what was in front of him. Minutes later, he heard Rogue breathing in sleep, with her head still against his neck. Well, this would be the time to see how an angel sleeps, Logan thought, and turned his head to look into her face. Her mouth was parted slightly, and her brows were smoothed out completely. She's beautiful. Without thinking, Logan kissed her in the forehead, noticing how her powers didn't react. Rogue smiled softly, and snuggled closer to Logan's body.
I should probably tell her how I feel…another day…
ANNNND End! Not my best, but still R&R if you want!
