I don't know how long I was out, and frankly I don't care. When I finally got back to the world of the living I tried to immediately retreat from it. The lamp lights were blinding me and only making my headache worse. Carefully I sat up in the bed I was in and smiled seeing Jean at my bedside, she smiled back at me.
"Hey Anna, I thought I heard you waking up." Not waiting for my answer she handed me a couple of Tylenol and a bottle of water. I took it gratefully and took the pills and asked her in a very croaky voice.
"How long was I out?" Jean patted my shoulder in a way of telling me to relax and responded in her typical patient voice.
"Ten hours, give or take. Storm found you on the floor of your room. You really gave everyone a scare." I opened my mouth to respond but was interrupted by the whoosh of the door being opened. Looking over I saw Logan sauntering up with a small grin on his face.
"I heard that Sleeping Beauty was waking up." Jean grinned at me and then at Logan before she excused herself. Logan took a seat next to the bed and smiled at me before asking.
"Was quite a fall you had kid. What the heck was that about?" My grin slipped a little bit as I tried to remember what happened to me.
"I don't really know. I was just getting some water when it felt like my skull was being cleaved open. I can't remember anything after that." Logan nodded and patted my hand a bit awkwardly. The man was great but one thing he was never that natural at was offering comfort. He actually bent down a moment before handing me my favorite book. Taking it I thanked him profusely, I hated being trapped in the infirmary with nothing to do. Logan looked at me with a small smirk, like he was thinking about something very ironic.
"What are you thinking about Logan?" His smirk grew a little wider and he leaned forward in his chair like he had a secret.
"That Lebeau kid may not be so bad after all." I leaned back on my pillow in absolute shock. Logan had made no secret of his natural disdain for Lebeau. I wondered what cataclysmic event could move that opinion in any way shape or form. After all Logan was famous for being a special kind of stubborn. So cocking my eyebrow I asked with the utmost seriousness.
"Did someone put something in your food Logan? Because what you just said made no sense whatsoever. Remember your talking about Remy Lebeau, whom you frequently refer to as Gumbo?" He smiled at me and nodded his head at the irony.
"I know it's crazy, but he actually did something that made me respect him if only a little bit." Now I was interested, it was very curious after all Logan's respect didn't ever come cheap.
"What happened?" What he next was extra extra weird to hear and made absolutely no sense until he explained.
"He clocked me across the jaw." I waited for him to continue. Something special must be going on for that to gain his respect. Normally punching Logan in the face wouldn't get you anything but a broken neck. Seeing my confusion he finished his explanation.
"The kid was really worried about you. He was willing to try and hurt me to make sure you were alright." I'm pretty sure that my eyebrows disappeared into my hairline when I heard that. Logan chuckled at my physical reaction and continued speaking.
"You know I'm not going to tell you what to do. But if you ever decide to forgive Gumbo, I guess I'm going to be kind of okay with it." For Logan that's as close to a blessing as it gets, that alone told me that he was serious.
"Alright then Logan. Thats good to know." We talked for a little while longer before Logan had to go, he'd agreed to help with the Danger Room. It was an hour before Storm came to see me, albeit briefly because it was in between her classes. I was glad all the same, because I needed her advice about what Logan had said. When I told her what Logan told me she looked like she was ready to break out in laughter. I scowled at her a little bit and she apologized.
"I am sorry Anna, but it's almost typical. Logan giving Gambit his trust over a hit to the jaw." Not being able to resist I broke out into laughter myself. Then got serious as I thought about what I really wanted to ask her.
"Do you think I should forgive Lebeau?" Storm's face fell as she thought about my question and it was a minute before she actually spoke.
"I think you should be cautious. You know the saying 'forgive but never forget'. Forgive him if you want but be weary of him." Storm told me that when Jean released me tomorrow that the Professor wanted to talk to me, which I expected. She left me after that to go and teach her class and I was left to my thoughts for a long while. Then when I thought I was about to go insane from boredom the door opened and in walked Lebeau. He walked up to my bedside he hesitated a bit before speaking.
"Hey there Chere. I wanted to come see you when you woke up but Stormy wouldn't let me." I grinned at him shyly as he pulled up a chair. Taking a breath I gently asked him.
"I hear you mixed it up with Logan." He rubbed the back of his neck a little shame faced.
"Yeah a bit. You know how Remy has problems with his temper. But enough of that for now, how are you feeling." I rubbed my forehead a bit and gathered my thoughts before answering him.
"Honestly I feel fine, my headache went away. Jean's just keeping me here today to keep an eye on me." Remy nodded his head looking a little happy about what he heard.
"Well that's good, I was really worried." My mind began warring with myself and I couldn't think of what to say. Remy seemed to sense my indecision because he leaned back sighing to himself, neither of us speaking for a while. It seemed that he lost patience just sitting there because all at once he jumped to his feet and began pacing the room. This was one of the few time that I actually saw Remy Lebeau at a loss for words.
"Look Chere, I know that lately Remy's been actin a bit thick." I snorted sarcastically at that, but stiffled it when Remy gave me a pained look. So I shut my mouth and let him say what he hand to.
"Even so, Remy thinks he's figured it out." Before he continued to speak he came back to my bedside and grabbed my hand. Taking a breath he dived into the rest of his outburst.
"I'm sorry Chere. I'm sorry that I took off without a good excuse. I'm sorry that I didn't visit, call, or write. Trust me when I say I never meant for you to feel any sort of hurt." I was blown away, I'd never really heard Remy apologize to anyone before. A full blown apology was more then I could have ever hoped for. It seemed Remy couldn't meet my eyes. I gave his hand a squeeze and his eyes went up to meet mine, taking a chance I answered him.
"Remy I'm grateful for the apology and I accept it. I think that it would be better for both of us if we started over. You know as friends." To my surprise he didn't really react like I thought he would. He smiled at me and squeezed my hand again.
"Chere that's more then I could have hoped for." He still smiling at me he lifted my hand and pressed his lips to my knuckles. I smiled back at him and he released me standing again.
"I'll let you get some rest Chere. See you tomorrow." Flashing me another dazzling smile he turned on his heel and left me. Feeling a little bit drained I laid down my head and settled into a very comfortable sleep.
I threw this in there mainly as a filler. I realized that the plot was going no where if Anna still refused to speak to Remy. The plot is going to pick up soon enough though. Please Review.
