I was startled awake by Logan's mumbling.

He thrashed in his sleep and the sounds of the bed springs alerted me to consciousness.

I awoke the saem way I'd falled asleep, in my bed, my gloves still on, my nightgown tied tightly around the back of my shoulders.

Logan mumbles something in his gruff voice and I stood, only then noticing the wetness between my legs. I sat back down and closed my eyes trying to recall my dream.

It must have been intense to make me so wet.

And here I thought only boys had wet-dreams.

I chuckled silently, trying to focus my memory on what I'd drempt about.

I'd always been quite good at recalling memories and dreams.

Ever since I was little, I remember almost everything from age 7 and up.

I've always aced all my tests, and I know random, useless facts about nothing, all because of my impecable memory.

Slowly I recalled the whole dream.

I dreamed about sex with Logan? To my shock, this made my body ache in yearning. The memory of our flesh touching, and the way that I knew what his skin felt like agaisnt mine; hot and sweaty. He hadn't died.

If only... I thought. I'd always be a freak, I'd never be able to feel human intimacy.

This made me recall the delicious tingling all over my body caused by Dream-Logan, and made my dream-memory even more vivid. I could practically smell him, and taste the way he'd tasted in my dream.

I realized how much he turned me on, but ignored it, due to the unnerving sounds coming from his side of the room.

I stood, going around the accoridan wall to his bedside and sat down at the edge.

"Logan?" I whispered.

"Logan?" I laid my hand on his chest, trying to sooth him. "It's me. It'll be okay."

I watched his brows furrow together and he grunted, thrashing his head in subconscious despair.

"Logan!" I said, louder this time.

"Argghh!" He sat abruptly, adn I heard his claws unsheath.

The metal's ringing hadn't ceased before I felt the pain.

Six spots on my body, thorugh my shoulders and out the other side, felt like they were on fire.

The pain was intoxicating and insatiably consuming.

The energy drained from my body as I tried to breathe, gasping like a fish out of water.

His claws sheathed, and my blood took more of my life sourceaway. With each pump of my heart, my blood dripped out of my six wounds and down my body.

"Help!" Logan cried, tears in his eyes."SOMEBODY HELP ME!"

That was the last thing I remember hearing.

My eyes fluttered slowly closed, and my body became too weak to move.

With one final push of energy, my gasping body raised my fingertips of Logan's cheek, and I wastched as I caused him pain, drainging his out lifesource to heal myself.

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Thanks for reading guys (:

I'm finishing it off here. I just wanted Rogue to fulfill her little desire there, the sex with Logan... even if I had to settle for a dream.

Hope you enjoyed.

Happy Reading (:

xox

Taz