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Once Upon a Dream Part IV
It was two days before Christmas and Logan was in the garage working on his, technically Scott's motorcycle.
Jean, Scott, Storm, and the Professor had taken all of the students out to the mall to buy any last minute Christmas gifts. Logan hated shopping and became extremely grouchy thereby was excused from the duty.
He had been working so intently on his bike that he failed to notice the extra body in the room.
"Damn it" he muttered trying to reach his large hand inside the bike to tighten a screw. "Damn pretty boy must have hands the size of a freakin pixie."
"Want some help?" A voice asked from over by the car she was sitting on top of.
Logan jumped in surprise and banged his head on the bike.
"I thought you went out with the others." He said rubbing his head as the pain subsided.
"Nah I hate shopping." Sydney said sliding off the car hood and walking over to him. "Do you want some help or not?"
"Yeah" he replied handing her a screwdriver. "I need that screw behind the motor tightened. Damn One-eye must have had the smallest hands in the world to tighten the thing."
"He probably got Jean to do it for him." Sydney suggested, giving the screw a few good turns before handing the tool back to Logan.
"Thanks" he said talking the object back and placing it in the toolbox sitting beside the bike.
"Want to go for a walk?" he asked standing up and wiping his hands on a grease rag.
"Sure" Sydney replied following him out of the garage and into the cold December air.
The two walked around the pool and were headed towards the soccer field when Logan noticed Sydney shivering although she was wearing a long sleeve shirt and a sweater.
"Here" he said pulling off his jacket and putting it around her trembling shoulders.
"Sorry, I'm just not use to such cold weather. Back in Texas winters were only in the 50's, maybe getting down to the 30's on a rare occasion."
Logan nodded and put his arm around her, pulling her closer to him to keep her warm.
Gradually, Sydney began to stop shivering but Logan continued to hold her close, enjoying the warmth of her body next to his.
"So I'm guessing this is the first time you've seen snow." He said as they rounded a corner of the mansion where just days earlier the younger children had decorated the yard with snow.
"Yep" Sydney replied. "The most we have in Texas is an occasional bit of ice. I can remember when I was really little it did snow once. My dad made a sled out of an old tub and pulled my around the yard. Then my sister got in it and broke the thing. I was so mad at her, then the snow melted and we haven't seen any since then."
"You never told me you had a sister." Logan said.
"Yeah, I've actually have three of them." Sydney replied. "All married with kids too."
"So I'm guessing you're the youngest." Logan said.
"Yeah" Sydney replied downcast. "And being the youngest isn't what it's made out to be. When I was born my third sister had cancer so all the attention was focused on her. By the time she was all better I was five and my oldest sister was getting married. A year later she had her first kid. Naturally all the attention went to the new grandkid and I was left alone. If it wasn't for Faye I don't think I ever would have made it. As the years went on, my other sisters were married and the kids were born. I was mostly left alone which is probably why my social skills are as bad as they are."
"I'm sorry." Logan said squeezing her shoulder.
"Don't be sorry" Sydney replied, "It's not you're fault. Just my bad luck I guess."
"Hmmm… being that you have hardly ever seen snow I doubt you've ever had an actual snowball fight." Logan said mischievously as he grabbed a hand full of snow and squashing it into her hair before taking off running.
"Hey no fair!" Sydney yelled running after him, throwing some snow but missing her target drastically.
Logan disappeared and Sydney stopped and let out a huff of annoyance. Suddenly, she felt someone tackle her, bringing her to the ground. Logan merely laughed s she struggled beneath him. He grabbed a handful of snow and slowly rubbed it in her hair.
"That's not fair!" she whined trying to shake out the cold wetness.
"And just how is it not fair?" Logan teased.
"You're bigger than me, not to mention stronger." She said.
He laughed at her and helped her up, brushing the snow that had begun to fall again from off her shoulders.
Sydney decided retaliation was a necessity and she threw a handful of snow at his face, catching his mouth wide open. She laughed and began running back toward the doors of the mansion. Logan easily caught up to her and picker her up, laughing as she struggled in his arms.
He made it into the mansion and headed to the kitchen where he dropped her in a chair and began rummaging through the cabinets. Sydney laughed as he growled in annoyance at not being able to find what he was looking for.
"What are you trying to find?" she asked amidst bits of laughter.
"The damn coco." He muttered swinging shut the cabinet he was looking in before opening up the next one.
"I think they used the last of it yesterday." Sydney said. "Storm put it on the grocery list I think."
"That would explain it." He said sitting down in the chair next to her.
"Well, now what?" she asked.
"I think I hear the caravan of mall people approaching." He said leaning his ear toward the nearby window to hear better. "I'm sure they need help with the bags."
"Mmm…okay." Sydney said. "You help with the bags. I'm going to go get out of these wet clothes. I'll see you later."
Sydney hurried up the stairs and to Faye's room before Logan could protest that he was indeed not a bag boy.
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It was later that night that Faye discovered Logan's jacket laying on the bed her cousin currently occupied.
"Umm…Syd…why in the hell is Logan's jacket occupying a space on you're bed?" she asked her left eyebrow raised.
"Oh, he let me wear it while we were having a snowball fight this afternoon. I guess I just forgot to give it back to him." Sydney replied casually.
"Logan was involved in a snowball fight?" Faye asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, it was a lot of fun." Sydney replied. "Well I think I'll just go return it to him."
She grabbed the jacket and headed up the stairs and to the teacher's hallway where Logan's room was located. She found the right door and knocked. The door opened and Logan stood before her clad only in his jeans.
"I…um…here." Sydney said thrusting his jacket at him before turning and quickly walking back down the stairs.
Logan smirked and turned closing the door behind him. His jacket smelled just like her, cucumbers and melon with a dash of passion fruit.
Sydney stumbled back into Faye's room still bright red and collapsed into bed.
"What the hell happened to you?" Faye asked turning from the magazine she was reading.
"I just saw Logan shirtless." Sydney mumbled.
"Did you really?" Faye asked excited. "How'd he look?"
"Gorgeous." Sydney replied.
That night the image of a shirtless Logan was imbedded into her dreams and she work up desperately needing a run followed by a long shower.
Logan was in no better shape. The image of Sydney covering in snow wearing his jacket repeated over and over in his own dreams.
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I do have to say that the part about the broken slede did happen and I'm still pissed at my sister for it!