Ch:10
~*~*~By early morning, around 5 a.m., Jean was already up and standing at the edge of Logan's bed, facing the opposite direction and seemingly staring off into space.
Logan woke up, staring at her through tired eyes. "Jean?"
Jean turned around slowly, dried up tears staining her face. She tried for a soft smile.
Logan's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What's the matter?"
She took in a deep breath, wiping away the tears with her sleave. "Can you take me out of here Logan? Please?"
Logan sat up, a little confused. He decided on not asking her why. "Where you wanna go?"
Jean sighed, shaking her head and smiling. "I don't know. Just away from here. Take me on a road trip."
Logan grinned, getting out of the bed. He strode over towards Jean, snaking an arm around her waist and pulling her close. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and Jean smiled. "Ahright, go an' get some stuff then. I'll be in my room packin'."
Just as Jean reached the door, Logan called back to her and she turned around.
"What about Chuck? Y'gonna tell him?"
Jean smiled a bit slyly, shaking her head. "Nah, he'll find out sooner or later." She winked and walked out into the hall.~*~*~
After packing quickly, Logan and Jean met out in the garage.
Jean looked toward Logan, shouldering the backpack she was carrying. "So, what car we taking?"
Logan motioned toward a beat-up old Ford pickup. "We'll take the truck. Too cold fer the Harley." He tossed a duffle bag in the bed of the truck, taking Jean's backpack and doing the same.
Jean quirked an eyebrow, glaring at the truck. "We're taking that old thing?"
Logan smiled proudly. "Hey, it works jus' fine. I fixed 'er up last week."
Jean shrugged her shoulders and got into the truck as Logan opened the door for her.
They drove away from the mansion and were out on the road before 6 a.m. As they temporarily left that life behind, Jean silently wondered if she would miss it.
A/N: Please Review. And if you liked this story, look for the sequel sometime in the future called: Road Trip! ;P
~*~*~By early morning, around 5 a.m., Jean was already up and standing at the edge of Logan's bed, facing the opposite direction and seemingly staring off into space.
Logan woke up, staring at her through tired eyes. "Jean?"
Jean turned around slowly, dried up tears staining her face. She tried for a soft smile.
Logan's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What's the matter?"
She took in a deep breath, wiping away the tears with her sleave. "Can you take me out of here Logan? Please?"
Logan sat up, a little confused. He decided on not asking her why. "Where you wanna go?"
Jean sighed, shaking her head and smiling. "I don't know. Just away from here. Take me on a road trip."
Logan grinned, getting out of the bed. He strode over towards Jean, snaking an arm around her waist and pulling her close. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and Jean smiled. "Ahright, go an' get some stuff then. I'll be in my room packin'."
Just as Jean reached the door, Logan called back to her and she turned around.
"What about Chuck? Y'gonna tell him?"
Jean smiled a bit slyly, shaking her head. "Nah, he'll find out sooner or later." She winked and walked out into the hall.~*~*~
After packing quickly, Logan and Jean met out in the garage.
Jean looked toward Logan, shouldering the backpack she was carrying. "So, what car we taking?"
Logan motioned toward a beat-up old Ford pickup. "We'll take the truck. Too cold fer the Harley." He tossed a duffle bag in the bed of the truck, taking Jean's backpack and doing the same.
Jean quirked an eyebrow, glaring at the truck. "We're taking that old thing?"
Logan smiled proudly. "Hey, it works jus' fine. I fixed 'er up last week."
Jean shrugged her shoulders and got into the truck as Logan opened the door for her.
They drove away from the mansion and were out on the road before 6 a.m. As they temporarily left that life behind, Jean silently wondered if she would miss it.
A/N: Please Review. And if you liked this story, look for the sequel sometime in the future called: Road Trip! ;P