Tribulations: Part 2

Summary: Part 2 of my "Tribulations" series. The timeline is present day and Logan is involved, 'nuf said.

This part is extremely fluffy!

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Logan came home this afternoon. It was nice to see him after the long time he was gone. Even thought he kept in contact through postcards and short phone calls, it was still a bit awkward being around him. What surprised me the most was when I asked Logan if he wanted his tags back. They were the only thing he had left from his past, so I was kind of shocked when he told me that they looked better on me than they did on him.

We spent the rest of the day together, catching up on things. Logan told me about his trip, the sights he saw while trying to find some fragment of his past. I told him about my college classes and my part time job as a receptionist for Jean. I explained to him that she needed someone to help her keep the appointments and all the files categorized and organized.

The long walk we took was very amazing. It was almost summer, and the warm wind that the late spring breeze blew against us felt very pleasant. The air had a faint smell of flowers and trees.

Our conversation reached the question that I was anticipating when Logan asked me if there was any break through for me and my mutation. I smiled and told him about the injection form of medication that Jean discovered. It's a daily dose of an experimental drug and it has had some results. If I keep injecting myself, I should obtain full control over my powers, therefore enabling me to only use my power if and when needs be. Logan congratulated me and I felt him rub my lower back. I liked the warm sensation that he sent through me. It felt good. Beyond good.

In fact, I was so overwhelmed and shocked by his touch, that I trip over my own feet and fell!

I could feel my face turn a bright red but Logan didn't laugh at me. He bent down and extended his hands to me. I smiled and placed my gloved hands in his. I opened my mouth to tell him thank you, but instead I screamed from the pain from my ankle.

"Your ankle hurt, Marie?" Logan asked. I nodded and grabbed his arm for support as I tried to steady myself.

"Yeah... I just need to sit down somewhere. Sorry for grabbing you like that, I know that you probably don't want to touch me, but I just needed to catch my balance"

"I'm not scared of you, Marie." Logan replied as he swooped his arms under my legs and picked me up in his arms as to prove his point.

"Logan! What are you doing?" I asked in surprise.

"You need to go sit somewhere, and that's where I'm taking ya." I draped my arm around his neck and let my hand dangle just over his shoulder.

I enjoyed the closeness we had and I felt myself blush as we past a few younger students who were giggling at us. Logan continued to carry me inside and sat me down on the couch inside the lounge. He got on his knees and began to untie my shoe.

"Logan, you don't have to do that, I'm sure it's going to be fine--" I started to say but it was followed by an "Ouch" as he started to slip my shoe off.

"Sorry if I hurt you, Darlin' " I heard him say.

"It's ok." I responded back, but I objected when he rolled my sock down to examine my ankle.

"I don't think you should do that Logan, I don't want-" He half smiled at me and the way his eyes seem to speak to me made me stop whatever I was about to say. "You said that you have some results with that drug you're taking, right?"

"Yeah, that's right, but I'm not sure how long it'll last"

Logan continued to roll my sock down until he pulled it off my foot. Then he took his warm smooth hands and messaged my ankle. I looked down at my foot and noticed the redness. It was defiantly swollen. "You want me to go get Jean or get some ice?" Logan asked in a whisper.

"Oh no, it'll be fine, it's just a bit sore." He nodded and worked his hands a bit more tenderly around my anklebone. I leaned back more comfortably into the couch and closed my eyes, trying my best to maintain control. This was feeling really good!

"You have really cute feet, Marie." Logan's voice brought me out of my state of trance.

"Thank you, Logan and thank you for carrying me. Sorry I ruined your afternoon." I half jokingly, half seriously said.

"You didn't ruin my afternoon, Marie. I've always wanted to spend time rubbin' a beautiful woman's feet."

I felt myself blushing again. "You think I'm beautiful?"

"Well yeah Marie, you are. Always thought so." I felt his lips brush against my ankle and plant a tiny kiss on the swollen joint. Logan looked up at me and smiled.

"Better?" he asked.

I smiled back. "Yeah, better."

To Be Continued