I dream of owning X-MEN but sadly no one's listening up stairs. Jay and Mya-my ladies :)
She's back a week later, off scouting some mutant in Hungary, he catches her in the leather x-suit. Damn it all he was right. Jay looks amazing, it clings to her body like a second skin, showing every dip and curve. A little hand holds into her leg, a little girl about 7, with shocking blue hair and the sweetest smile. Jay bends down to pick her up, smiling down at the girl in her arms. Suddenly the picture changes, there's a little girl with long brown curls, his eyes and her pale skin. He has one arm around Jay and the other on her growing stomach. Both sides of him like that thought a little to much, he's never thought of being a father but with Jay it seems right. Mya, the little girl's name is Mya. Jay reaches out a hand to him, introducing him to this little slip of a girl and he's surprised when she takes to him instantly, watching as she shies away from the rest of the group. Soon enough they're tucking her into bed, whispering sweet dreams he can imagine them doing this with their children.
They regroup and he can hear the anger in Jay's voice, her eyes flash silver. Logan cant bare the thought of what the little girls been through, the anger radiates off her in waves. She folds herself into him and he holds her, ignoring the stares from the rest of the team, she needs his comfort. He knows its wrong but he cant help but find her undeniably sexy, the silver in her eyes entices him. Of course Boy Scout disagrees with how she retrieved Mya, there was no need for such extreme measures. That takes him by surprise, Jay a killer? No she was no cold calculating murder, simply a woman protecting her cub the only way she could. He listens to Jay argue with Scott, hell, he'd have done the same. Finally X let's them go, Jay's the first one out the door, sheer anger bubbling off of her.
Logan cant help but follow her down to the sub basement and into the danger room. He's utterly fascinated by her, watching her hair tint purple and her eyes turn silver, her body forming into a perfect crouch a lioness stalking her prey. Jay jumps and spins, claws out and breaks each and every assailant coming at her, each move lithe and calculating. Finally the simulation ends and she faces him, sweat glistens off her skin as she smiles up at him. Meeting her at the door she seems slightly taken back but he offers her a glass of scotch, she grins, asking him if he's trying to get her drunk. They make small talk on their way to his room, he cant help how his body reacts to her smell. It's primal and deep down he knows he's not the only one who feels it.
He unlocks his door, watching her cast her brown eyes around the room. It's standard for any teacher, four poster bed, fireplace and mantle, the laundry everywhere however isn't. There's no pictures, nothing that would suggest roots of any kind. Reaching over he grabs the scotch, looking around for some glasses. Jay's one step ahead of him and invites him back to her room, its only 4 doors down from his. The colors are rich, chocolate browns and sultry reds, it smells exactly like her. Walking over to a chestnut cabinet she pulls out two crystal glasses, he cracks open the scotch and pours.
They start joking, trading stories but before long it becomes to serious. It might've been the whiskey, her company but whatever it is, he lets her in. Her arms are wrapped around him, his head on his chest as she gently strokes his hair. They fall asleep like that, no nightmares, just a blissful nights sleep. Morning came to early, he's holding her waist and she's curled up to him, they could be lovers. He cant help but place a kiss on her forehead, he doesn't realize she's awake until after he pulls back. Her smiles full of sleep, her hairs mussed but she's breathtaking, all thoughts slip out of his mind. She smiles and reminds him, they cant stay here all day, he's got defense in 20. He leaps from the bed, grabbing hold of his boots, he grins at her. She returns the smile, watching him open her door she chuckles. It's the best nights sleep he's ever had.
They've both been extremely busy during the day but each night they find eachother, their relationship doesn't progress. Its usually him sneaking into her room but some nights she comes to him, they always sleep with him holding her and her head on his chest. They never talk about whats going on but it seems easier that way. Him and Jean still flirt, he hasn't forgotten the red head doc. Usually it doesn't go past an occasional touch, but one day Jay catches them kissing. His heart plummets and he can smell the hurt washing over her but she's gone before he can say anything, offer an explanation. Jean walks away and it confuses him to no end. That night her doors locked and she doesn't come to him. He knew as soon as Jean kissed him and he kissed back he'd regret it and damn it all to hell he does. The wolverine cries out for Jay, Jean smelt all wrong, wasn't the woman he wants.
She avoids him, doesn't even glance his way, Logan knows how badly he's fucked up. Three nights in a row he dreams of pain, the consequences of choices. Mya, the little girl who took to him instantly knows somethings wrong between the two of them, she's unusually quiet. He dreams of Jean and of Jay, of a mysterious figure hurting them, making him choose. It doesn't matter how much he screams, how much he pleads he has to choose and he cant. He's not aware that he's screaming and whimpering in his bed, it's not until Jay's arms are around him and her scents bathing him that claims. His nose is buried in her hair and he's apologizing for hurting her, begging for her to forgive him. They fall asleep like they used to but she's gone come sunrise.
Their cycle continues, the talking is minimal unless they're with Mya and it tears at him. A couple of days later X suggests sending them both to Canada, maybe Jay can help him figure out his past. Logan has an inkling that X knows just how much she claims him and he knows that this is what they need. Remy's come through with the information, his name was James. Jay's done the best she can to pinpoint his accent and she thinks it's Alberta, she wouldn't leave Mya without a solid belief. Their bags are backed and they promise their girl that they'll be back whole, he kisses her blue hair and hands her his tags, keep em safe. They take the camero, there's tenting equipment both their duffels, cash and plastic. It's not surprising when she stares him down, he's not driving her baby, that had been a one off thing. They follow their leads into Canada, it takes a couple days and a lot of bad music but they make it.