The next night Marie climbed into bed, this time prepared in case Logan decided
to come to her again, she wasn't holding her breath though. But to be safe,
she wore long pajama pants, a long sleeved shirt, and gloves
The only evidence that he'd been there the night before was Bobby's sweater was on the floor, shredded into pieces when she woke up.
Marie didn't really know what that mean, so she stuffed the sweatshirt into the garbage and hoped Bobby never asked for it back.
Within seconds she was deep asleep. Her dreams taking over. Along with her own nightmares though, she had Logan's. Those were the strongest. And Magneto's, Bobby's and John's. Usually it was okay, but some nights they all came together as she slept and terrorized her.
Marie woke with a scream. Her arms swung, trying to push away whatever was after
her. Her eyes flew open when she heard a grunt and something hit the floor.
Marie sat up quickly and saw Logon on the floor rubbing his jaw. "Hell of a left hook you got there darlin'."
She just looked at him, still coming out of her dream as Logan climbed up beside her. "Damn, sorry Logan." Marie mumbled. Her hand reached up and touched his jaw. There was no evidence of her hitting him.
"Watch your language kid."
"Ah ain't a kid any more Logan." Marie laid back down on her bed and looked at Logan as he laid beside her.
"I know that Marie. I know you're not." Logan slid his arms around Marie's waist and pulled her against his chest. "Having a nightmare?"
Marie rested her head on his chest and nodded. "Yeah." She whispered. "Ah've got all of this stuff in my head. All of these people, you, Bobby, Magneto, John, David They're just stuck in there. Sometimes it gets hard to find mah own thoughts."
"You talk to Professor Xavier about it?" She shook her head a little.
"Ah figure Ah gotta get used to it. Ah mean every time Ah touch anyone I get their thoughts, fears, Ah get what they got in their head. Sometimes Ah can't take it but Ah don't think he can help."
"Well maybe Professor X can get some of it out of your mind, then it won't be so crowded in there."
"But what if Ah don't want all of it outta mah head?"
"You want to keep some of them in your head?"
"Just you."
"Get some sleep kid."
"Logan."
"Marie. You
have to get up for school in the morning. Go to sleep." Marie frowned and
rolled onto her other side, her back to Logan's chest. His arms held her around
her waist and kept her tight against his chest.