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Summary: Our resident weather witch is feeling a bit "under the weather", so who will take care of her while everyone is off on the annual camping trip? It's just four days, it can't be THAT bad... Right?

AN: I feel so bad! And guilty! I am SOO SORRY that it had taken me TWO MONTHS to update! But school... Ugh! Don't get me started on school! Anyway! I wanna thank Mik for helping me with yet another chapter! Ya rock kiddo! And thank you for reviewing in all the past chapters guys!!! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! I had fun writing it! Please review! :D

Chapter 3: Shower

Logan walked up the stairs softly, and soon made it up to her room. When he got up to her room, he had a bit of trouble getting the door open, but eventually, he did. When he enters, a sudden rush of peacefulness embraces him, and he felt without a worry in the world, even if for just that one moment, he enjoyed it. He slowly set the Weather Goddess on the bed, and looked at her outfit. Deciding that it wouldn't be very comfortable to sleep in, he reached up to begin undoing her shirt button, when Ororo began to mumble incoherently, and waved away his hand.

Her hands began to roam around her bed for a blanket to cover herself with. Logan reached over her, and laid an Egyptian cotton blanket next to her head, and she nuzzled her head and neck into it. Softly and slowly, in hopes not to wake her, Logan reaches and takes the blanket, putting it next to her; he took of her shirt, opting to leave her bra on. He tossed the shirt lazily to the foot of the bed, and began working on her pants. Respectively, Logan pulled the blanket over her legs and the rest of he body when he is done undressing her.

Logan caringly leans forward and takes the ponytail out of her beautiful locks. The Canadian man began to stand when he felt her grip onto his forearm. "What is it 'Ro?" He asked her once he felt her ice cold hand on his skin.

Sleepily, the African Goddess mumbled, "Stay… please…"

Logan nodded, it's not like he had anything better to do. "Alright." He looked around the room and found a small settee near her bed, and whispered in her ear, "Imma be right here darlin'. Go ta sleep..."

Ororo mumbled "Mmmm'kay…" and sighed as she dug her face deeper into the pillow Logan had laid her head on.

Before he went to sleep, Logan made sure she was comfortable. He noticed when she shifted in bed, she shivered, and so he felt her skin and noticed that she was freezing! Logan quietly muttered to himself, "I can't believe I'm doin' this…" And he lied down next to Ororo.

He moved his body closer to hers and wrapped his arms around her torso, in an attempt to keep her warm. Ororo leaned into his touch, placing her head on his chest. Once she felt his body heat radiating toward her, she finally began to feel comfortable enough to fall asleep completely. As he watched the rise and fall of her chest, hearing her rhythmic heart beat, it lulled our Wolverine to sleep.

A few hours later, Ororo began to stir and wake. As she was in her groggy state, she felt her hand on another person's face, and froze completely. Logan jerked awake instantly, "'Ro?"

Ororo sat up abruptly causing the blanket to fall off her torso, but she doesn't notice because she is too busy screeching at Logan, "What are you doing in my room!?"

Logan sighed, and began to stutter when he noticed that she was only one step away from being completely bare, "Uhh… Ya wanted me to stay... So I did… Ya were cold… So, I uhh… I lied down with ya ta... ta keep ya... warm…"

She looked at him skeptically, "Oh really? Lo- Lo---" She followed his gaze, "Logan… What are you--" She looks and noticed how bare she was. "GODDESS!!!!!!!" She shrieked horrified.

Reaching out, she grabbed her blanket in an effort to cover herself, but it was too late, Logan had seen her. He coughed nervously, and cleared his thought, "I…uhh---"

Another cry cut him off, "GET OUT!!!"

"'Ro… Let me expla--"

"NOW LOGAN!!!"

He raised his hands in defeat, "Alright, alright!" He got up, and quickly walked out of the room when the thought of receiving a lighting bolt up his ass entered his mind, "Nah, not on mah 'ta do' list…"

Once he has left, Ororo falls back onto her bed, murmuring, "That… that… perverted man!"

She sat up, trying her whirlwind thoughts under control. "I can't believe this… But what happened… *thoughts of Logan being in her room enter her mind* But… we didn't… Yet, he was in my room! I was topless for Goddess' sake!"

She continued to ramble on confused and frustrated, when it hit. She lifted her blanket and noticed that she was otherwise bottomless as well, had it not been for her black lace underwear. She let out a scream of frustration, "LOGAN!!"

She shook her head in dismay. She fell back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, she closed her eyes and silently reprimands herself for sleep with Logan, and thought, What did he say earlier? That I was cold? Maybe… maybe we didn't do anything after all… Oh Goddess! I cannot remember….

From behind the closed door, Logan sighed and knocked on her door softly, "Ya decent Ro?"

Ororo quickly got out of bed, and threw on a pair of shorts and a random t-shirt. "Yes…"

Still not opening the door, Logan asked, "Can I come in?"

She took a moment to calm herself and answered, "Mmmhm… Sure…"

Logan entered with his hands over his eyes, looking like a two year old hiding from the boogey monster, "Is it safe again?"

The Weather Witch rolled her eyes and replied exasperatedly, "Logan… Stop…"

The almost feral man did not uncover his eyes and explained, "Listen darlin'... Lighting bolt up my ass ain't my ideal Friday afternoon treatment… Again, I ask, is it safe?"

Despite her currently dark mood, Ororo chuckled, "Yes! Yes! I am wearing clothes! It is safe to look Logan!"

He nodded and separated his fingers a bit to make sure she was telling the truth. She forgets what it was that they were fighting about in the first place. Ororo smiled a bit at his childishness, and brought her hands up to his wrists. Slowly, she tugged them away from his face, "See? I am in clothing…"

Logan jumped at the opportunity to make her forget completely, "So, ya want somethin' t'eat?"

As if on cue her stomach growled, "…Just a bit… I am going to go make some late lunch, would you like to join me, Logan?"

Shaking his head, Logan said, "Nah, yer stayin' here. Yer sick, 'member? Don't need ya ta get worse."

Ororo looked at him doubtfully, "The what will I eat? You do not know how to cook…"

"What're ya talkin' 'bout 'Ro? I cook just fine!" Logan retaliated feigning insult.

"Oh really? Since when?"

"Since… since… Well ya gotta trust me! Whaddya like?"

"Some soup would be goo--" Logan cut her off before she could even finish her thought. "Alright… Soup it is! Now, get ta bed, 'Ro. Yer gonna catch a bad cold."

Ororo rolled her eyes but complied, as she felt a sudden shiver run down her spine. Shakily, she walked back to bed and got under the covers. She barely heard when Logan walked out of the room. Her head had begun to spin, and she was shivering under the covers, but at the same time she was sweating like crazy.

Five minutes later, Logan walked back into the room with a tray that contained his "masterpiece", "Here ya go 'Ro!" He set the try next to her in bed.

But Ororo was under the covers, sweating and shivering violently. Logan looked at her concerned, "Y'alright darlin'?"

Ororo doesn't respond as she felt every muscle in her body ache, and burn, as well as shiver from the cold, as the thick blankets began to suffocate her, and she pushed them away quickly as if they were on fire, but she shivered at the fact that she no longer had covers over herself, and her teeth began to clatter.

Logan instantly was by her side, when he saw her shaking. He sat down by her stomach and felt her cheeks, and then ran his hands down the small of her back, only to feel her temperature rising under his very finger tips, "Shit 'Roro…" Logan muttered under his breath.

She screwed her eyes shut tightly, as her back ached at his touch. Her breath hitched, and her breathing became erratic, "C-cold… It's... so… c-cold Lo-Logan..."

Once again, Logan found himself wrapping his arms around her trying to warm her up again. Ororo took comfort in his embrace, and was soothed by it, causing her irregular breathing to calm down once more, but she was still shaking.

The man grabbed a light blanket and put it around her shoulders, and pulled her closer to him, "Betta'?"

She only nodded not being able to respond vocally. After ten minutes though, her teeth began to clatter once more, and she was able to get out, "C-c-cold…"

Logan sighed inwardly, and thought for a moment before he stood up. He gathered the small woman into his arms, and began walking to the bathroom. "W-where a-a-are y-you takin-g m-me?" She asked.

He opened the hot water, in the bath tub, and waited for it to fill. He lifted her into the tub, and answered, "Maybe a hot bath will help…"

Noticing how weak, drained, and unwell she looked, Logan stepped into the tub with her, after he shut the water. He sat there, and pulled her back, so she sitting or more like laying, between his legs, her back against his chest, and her head lay on his shoulder.

He would lay there until she wanted to, and until she got warm. This did not bother him, not one bit; if anything, it actually relaxed him, he'd even enjoy it, had it been under better circumstances. His hands rested on her forearms, as the hot water began to cover her freezing skin.

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~Stacy