Ch:6
~*~*~When the movie was finished, Logan looked down at Jean to find her fast asleep, still laying agaist him.
~She looks so cute when she sleeps.~ Logan smiled and gently started picking Jean up, after he had turned off the T.V. He was carrying her towards her room, down the hall when she looked at him with sleepy eyes.
"What are you doing?" She asked softly, barely a whisper.
"I'm takin' ya to yer room."
"Oh, my hero." Jean mumbled sleepily before shutting her eyes again and going limp in Logan's arms.
Scott peered out his bedroom door, watching as Logan carried Jean to her room. He silently wondered if Logan was planning to stay there.
Logan placed Jean gently on the bed, pulling the covers over her. She snuggled up to her extra pillows and curled up into a ball.
Logan smiled, leaning over and placing a kiss on her forehead. "G'night Jean." He whispered as he walked out the door, closing it behind him.
Scott stared out the crack in his door, backing into the dark as Logan got closer.
Logan started walking past Scott's door when he slowed down a bit. "I ain't sleepin' in her room Scooter so you c'n go back ta bed, it's past yer bedtime." He said gruffly with a devilish smirk on his face.~*~*~
That night, Logan woke, hearing his door creaking open slightly. He was about to spring out of bed when there was a reassuring telepathic voice in his head.
*-Easy Logan, it's just me.-*
"Jeannie?" He asked aloud, sitting up and peering into the dimly lit room towards the door.
Jeans sillouette came in through the door and strode towards Logan, standing infront of his bed. "Hey."
Logan could barely make out a smile on her face from the tiny amount of light that was reflecting off her features. He also noticed the gleam of a sparkling tear on her cheek. He frowned and offered a comforting voice. "What's wrong?"
Jean bit down on her lower lip, casting her gaze to the floor. "I had the dream again only....."
Logan awaited her to finish her sentance, but she never did. "Only what?"
Jean let out an exasperated sigh. "Only..." She began to finish. "Scott seemed furious as ever. *sniffle* He-he doused you and I both with gasoline and....burned us." She looked at Logan and his eyes were filled with sorrow and concern. "But that wasn't even the worst part.....Scott was....laughing." Jean covered her face with her hand. She couldn't help but think that the dreams she was having had meant something more.
Logan sighed, offering her comfort. "Y'wanna siddown?"
Jean wiped her tears and scooted next to Logan on the bed. She gave a tired smile. "Guess I thought I'd come to you this time."
Logan breathed out a soft laugh, pulling the covers over Jean. He sighed and she moved closer to him, laying her head against his chest like she had done when he came to her room.
Jean craned her neck to look up at Logan. "You okay with this?" She asked, leaning into his muscular frame.
Logan half-smiled and then draped his arm over her shoulders. "Yeah, I'm okay with this."
~*~*~When the movie was finished, Logan looked down at Jean to find her fast asleep, still laying agaist him.
~She looks so cute when she sleeps.~ Logan smiled and gently started picking Jean up, after he had turned off the T.V. He was carrying her towards her room, down the hall when she looked at him with sleepy eyes.
"What are you doing?" She asked softly, barely a whisper.
"I'm takin' ya to yer room."
"Oh, my hero." Jean mumbled sleepily before shutting her eyes again and going limp in Logan's arms.
Scott peered out his bedroom door, watching as Logan carried Jean to her room. He silently wondered if Logan was planning to stay there.
Logan placed Jean gently on the bed, pulling the covers over her. She snuggled up to her extra pillows and curled up into a ball.
Logan smiled, leaning over and placing a kiss on her forehead. "G'night Jean." He whispered as he walked out the door, closing it behind him.
Scott stared out the crack in his door, backing into the dark as Logan got closer.
Logan started walking past Scott's door when he slowed down a bit. "I ain't sleepin' in her room Scooter so you c'n go back ta bed, it's past yer bedtime." He said gruffly with a devilish smirk on his face.~*~*~
That night, Logan woke, hearing his door creaking open slightly. He was about to spring out of bed when there was a reassuring telepathic voice in his head.
*-Easy Logan, it's just me.-*
"Jeannie?" He asked aloud, sitting up and peering into the dimly lit room towards the door.
Jeans sillouette came in through the door and strode towards Logan, standing infront of his bed. "Hey."
Logan could barely make out a smile on her face from the tiny amount of light that was reflecting off her features. He also noticed the gleam of a sparkling tear on her cheek. He frowned and offered a comforting voice. "What's wrong?"
Jean bit down on her lower lip, casting her gaze to the floor. "I had the dream again only....."
Logan awaited her to finish her sentance, but she never did. "Only what?"
Jean let out an exasperated sigh. "Only..." She began to finish. "Scott seemed furious as ever. *sniffle* He-he doused you and I both with gasoline and....burned us." She looked at Logan and his eyes were filled with sorrow and concern. "But that wasn't even the worst part.....Scott was....laughing." Jean covered her face with her hand. She couldn't help but think that the dreams she was having had meant something more.
Logan sighed, offering her comfort. "Y'wanna siddown?"
Jean wiped her tears and scooted next to Logan on the bed. She gave a tired smile. "Guess I thought I'd come to you this time."
Logan breathed out a soft laugh, pulling the covers over Jean. He sighed and she moved closer to him, laying her head against his chest like she had done when he came to her room.
Jean craned her neck to look up at Logan. "You okay with this?" She asked, leaning into his muscular frame.
Logan half-smiled and then draped his arm over her shoulders. "Yeah, I'm okay with this."