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A Quiet Rainy Weekend; Part 5
By
NoHaven
Jean quickly threw on a coat and headed out the backdoor, she scanned for Logan's thoughts by instinct and realized that he was shielding them as best as he could, from her, from the professor, from everyone, whatever he wanted to say he wanted to say it himself. Looking about the grounds as lighting flashed Jean could not locate his form anywhere; she was always amazed how he could do this, move about without anyone knowing. As she trudged through the sodden ground her mind reeled, what was she going to say, what was he going to say? As she approached the boathouse she could see down onto the dock, and there on the end she could barely make out his from crouched on the end the rainwater flowing over his body. As she walked down the dock she could see him more clearly, his jeans were soaked and had remnants of old mud mixed with new mud, his hair usually arching up into two distinctive points was matted down by the rain and he was barefoot. She approached slowly feeling as if she was approaching a wild animal.
"Jeanie, we gotta talk, right now." He whispered.
"I know Logan, that's why I came down here, but why all the secrecy? And why are you covered in what looks like mud." She asked in a concerned fashion.
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Interlude, New York City
She walked into the door and looked at the hulking man standing in front of the window, His eyes were lit with happiness looking back at her.
"Pete, Sugah…I've done some thinking." Rouge said motioning for Piotr to sit down. "What you did for me in last night, ah could never ever forget, it was amazing, it was without a doubt the kindest thing that has ever been done for me."
"But" Piotr interjected staring at the floor.
"Yeah Sugah, there is a but…I care for you as much as anyone ah've eva met. I think I may be fallin for ya Pete, ah really do." She whisperd, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Piotr lifted his head and looked at her quizzically.
"But mah one concern sugah is that I may be latchin on to you cause Remy broke mah heart. I don't know if ah'm ready for another relationship, even one that I think may be something that is good for me. More than anything Pete ah don't know if ah can do this cause ah don't want you to end up getting hurt, because ah'm confused." Rouge said tears in her eyes. "Ah, don't want to do to you what I did to you last night."
Moving towards her Piotr spoke "Rouge, I can understand that you may be afraid and confused. And to be honest, I am scared as well. What I do know is that I love you, and that I am willing to chance getting hurt if it means being with you." He said placing a hand on her cheek wiping away.
"You sure Sugah, cause once we start this there isn't any manner to go back and change what we decide to do." Rouge said looking into Piotr's eyes.
"Yes my blossom, ah am more sure of it than anything else." He said.
"Ah don't understand you Piotr, I walked out on you last night, I ran, then you just take it in stride and go at this without missing a step." She said bewilderment in her eyes.
"If you care for someone, you forgive them…I just want to be with you."
"Ah want to be with you too." She said, throwing her arms around Piotr's neck.
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"Jean, I want to say something before we go any further, just listen to me, from there we can move on if we have to." Logan said, raising up on his two feet and facing her.
"Ok, I will." Jean responded.
"Jean darlin, I just wanna say one thing first." He stated lifting his head and moving towards Jean. "I Love you. Always have probably always will. There ain't no changing that. But more that anything else I respect you, I respect you more than anyone I know, more than Chuck, Ro, Rouge, Kitty, Jubes. More than that I trust you more than anyone I know. You have never tired to change me, you just accepted me for who I am. But what all this means Jean…" He paused looking deep into her Emerald eyes "is that when you say you believe Scott is alive, I have to trust you."
Jean's breath caught, she looked at him, and even without her telepathy she had an idea of what he was about to say.
"I can't betray your trust, and the trust of Scott's. I can't compromise my morals, even if it means losing you." He said taking her hand. "When I woke up early that morning and saw you in bed, I have never been so happy in my life, it was as if all my dreams had come true. But then I saw a picture of Scott, and I realized that I could never be with you again, because you love him, not Me." He whispered to her. "I never would hurt you darlin, and that's why I'm leaving, cause when Scott gets back her, you looking at me is gonna be painful, and I can't bear that."
Jean's legs gave out from below her and she fell to her knees tears flowing from her eyes. Logan grabbed her and their eyes met; Jean began to speak forcing it out of her mouth.
"Logan, when we were together I felt something I have only felt once before…"
"With Scott." He injected, cutting her off.
"You are my best friend Logan, my best friend. Like you said you trust me, you respect me…well I trust you, I respect you more than anyone else, including the professor." She stammered out. " I don't know what exactly what I am going to do about…about us. But I do know that losing you and Scott Is more than I could bear."
Logan stood and began to walk down the dock. Jean forced herself up, and turned to face the departing man.
"Logan, GOD DAMMIT!! STOP!!" She screamed at him. "You bastard, you said you would never want to hurt me…well you leaving, leaving here, leaving this team, these people, leaving me…well if you do that you will hurt me more deeply than you could imagine." She stood tears flowing down her face.
Logan stopped where he stood, and dropped his head to his chest, his back still to Jean. The rain intensified, and flashes of lightning filled the sky. On the dock two figures could be seen standing on opposite ends.
To be continued.