The Little Things

A few days later…

Feeling completely bored, Logan prowled the mansion halls like big angry cat.  His sensitive hearing picked up the conversation between Scott, Jean, and Professor Xavier.

"…need nerves of steel…" was what really got Logan's attention.

I could use a little more excitement. Logan thought as he entered the room.

He got more excitement then even he could handle.

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He made it before the professor came home, which was odd considering he had ran here and Kitty's driving.

He watched from the front steps as the limousine pulled up, not much better then the X van before it.  Kitty jumped out and ran right to him.

"I'm, like, so getting better!!" she flashed him a brilliant smile.  "I decided to show the Professor how good I had gotten, so we went on a spin around the neighborhood.  What a rush!  Sucks that I have school tomorrow.  Teachers are like totally evil for giving so much homework."  With that, Kitty bounced up the stairs and into the mansion.

It was a full three minutes before Xavier came out of the car.  He looked a little green.  Logan smirked.

"D'you have fun Chuck?"

Xavier just looked at the man, too much in shock to answer.

Logan chuckled at him.  Revenge was sure sweet.

"Need a drink?" Logan suggested.

"I don't…yes I do, please."

"Sure thing Bub." With that, the two of them went in.

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After making sure the professor was completely drunk, Logan left the professor's study and headed in the direction of his room.

It was dark, and Logan hadn't expected the Professor to be that resilient to alcohol.  Due to his mutation, Logan could never get drunk.  The professor had no such mutation and it took three bottles before the man got woozy.

As he went up the stairs of the quiet mansion, he heard faint sobs.

His interest sparked, and he followed the sound until he reached Ororo's bedroom door.  Worry and a need to protect her boiled up in him so suddenly that he stood frozen for a few seconds.

Never one to ignore his gut instincts, no matter how strange, Logan opened the door without knocking.

He heard her gasp, so he closed the door and spoke.

"Why you crying Ro?"

Her silhouette sat up straighter, she was sitting on her bed.  She replied, calmly, masking her sadness.  "I'm not."

"I heard you, and I smell the tears."

"Why do you care?  Why does anyone care?"  He heard her bitterness and sorrow.  He smelled the betrayal and rejection.

Logan came and sat by her on the bed.  He didn't see the silent tears falling from her eyes.

"Tell me what happened."  He said in an uncharacteristically soft voice.

What happened next shocked him.  Ororo leaned into his chest and sobbed uncontrollably.

As the rainstorm raged outside, Ororo told him, between sobs, of Evan's departure and how abandoned she felt.

 She cried herself to sleep in his arms while he said nothing.  He was uncomfortable to say the least.  He was never one to comfort and displays of emotion, other then anger, scared him.

Logan sighed.  He wanted to go after the kid and drag him back here just so Ro wouldn't cry.  Then again, it was the porcupine's decision…screw it, I'm getting soft.

With that, he gently lowered Ororo to her bed and left for his own.

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