Emma woke a little later. Her head hurt and she couldn't breathe properly.
Something was pressing down on her. She opened her eyes, trying to blink
dust out of them. She tried to raise her hands to clear them, but they were
pinned tight against her chest.
It was dark. Emma couldn't see what pinned her, but it didn't feel like a rock. Something was niggling at the back of her mind. Something she'd heard... She was confused and disorientated. She flexed her spine and was relieved to feel a little movement. She kept writhing until she managed to her an arm free. She flexed her fingers. They felt sticky, like they were covered with jam.
She released a small flow of electricity, small sparks that faded into nothing soon after they left her hand.
And she screamed.
Her eyes were level with his. But they weren't how she remembered. They were duller, glossier. Unfocused. Dead.
Frantically, Emma tried to pull free, but she was pinned tight under Logan. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself. Her chest was heaving. She could see the piece of metal that had speared... She couldn't even think it.
It was wedged between two stones on the opposite wall. Emma raised her free hand and increased the flow. The spot she'd concentrated her ability on glowed and began to separate from the rest of the bar. Soon clattered to the ground, and Emma could get free.
As soon as she did, she crawled to the opposite wall, as far away as she could get from it. Her skin felt sticky underneath her suit and she knew what it was. Blood.
She didn't understand how it had happened. With his healing factor, he should have...
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She was hugging her knees to her chest and staring into space when Kitty phased through the rocks, complete with a torch. She saw Emma first. "Emma! Are you all right? Like, we thought you were dead. Where's -" Emma closed her eyes and pointed to Logan.
For the first time ever, Kitty had nothing to say.
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Kurt came to get the body, whereas Emma went out with Kitty. Back at the institute, Emma didn't say a word, merely making straight for the shower. She scrubbed the blood of her skin, and kept scrubbing until she hurt all over. Somehow the pain helped.
The rest of it was a blur. McCoy said that the brace had completely destroyed Logan's heart and lungs, so he'd died before his body had time to repair the damage.
Emma went to bed early, too tired to even lock her door. She curled into a ball on her bed and raised a hand to weld it shut. She didn't want to see anyone.
Logan had died to save her. If he hadn't, she would be dead. And before he'd died, he'd screamed out to her. His last word was her name.
Then the tears came.
It was dark. Emma couldn't see what pinned her, but it didn't feel like a rock. Something was niggling at the back of her mind. Something she'd heard... She was confused and disorientated. She flexed her spine and was relieved to feel a little movement. She kept writhing until she managed to her an arm free. She flexed her fingers. They felt sticky, like they were covered with jam.
She released a small flow of electricity, small sparks that faded into nothing soon after they left her hand.
And she screamed.
Her eyes were level with his. But they weren't how she remembered. They were duller, glossier. Unfocused. Dead.
Frantically, Emma tried to pull free, but she was pinned tight under Logan. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself. Her chest was heaving. She could see the piece of metal that had speared... She couldn't even think it.
It was wedged between two stones on the opposite wall. Emma raised her free hand and increased the flow. The spot she'd concentrated her ability on glowed and began to separate from the rest of the bar. Soon clattered to the ground, and Emma could get free.
As soon as she did, she crawled to the opposite wall, as far away as she could get from it. Her skin felt sticky underneath her suit and she knew what it was. Blood.
She didn't understand how it had happened. With his healing factor, he should have...
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She was hugging her knees to her chest and staring into space when Kitty phased through the rocks, complete with a torch. She saw Emma first. "Emma! Are you all right? Like, we thought you were dead. Where's -" Emma closed her eyes and pointed to Logan.
For the first time ever, Kitty had nothing to say.
*****************
Kurt came to get the body, whereas Emma went out with Kitty. Back at the institute, Emma didn't say a word, merely making straight for the shower. She scrubbed the blood of her skin, and kept scrubbing until she hurt all over. Somehow the pain helped.
The rest of it was a blur. McCoy said that the brace had completely destroyed Logan's heart and lungs, so he'd died before his body had time to repair the damage.
Emma went to bed early, too tired to even lock her door. She curled into a ball on her bed and raised a hand to weld it shut. She didn't want to see anyone.
Logan had died to save her. If he hadn't, she would be dead. And before he'd died, he'd screamed out to her. His last word was her name.
Then the tears came.