A/N: I got nothing to say…um…yeah…
"Fuck."
"Logan, you said that already," Kurt said tiredly, tail drooping.
"Yeah, well…damn."
"And you teach children vith that mouth?"
Logan dropped next to him, his metal skeleton shaking the dock underneath them as he did so. "Kurt…love? With…Leslie? The kid who's missing?"
Kurt laughed, bitterly. "'Kid.' Thanks for reminding me, Logan. Because you know that her age hasn't crossed my mind."
"That wasn't what I meant, Kurt."
"Ja. It vas. Don't feel badly, mein freund. If the situation vas reversed, I'm sure I'd say the same."
Logan grabbed one of the still-full bottles, draining it in one gulp. "So…when did this happen?"
Kurt sighed. "I don't know…"
Logan studied him. "Are you sure it ain't just the link?"
"Nein. At least, I don't think so…" He was silent for a while before continuing. "Vhen she first came…I thought she vas sveet, though she vas frightened of me. But one night…ach, Logan…I vas 'brooding,' as she said…and she just talked vith me…" Kurt shrugged helplessly, trying to find the words to explain.
"And then, in New Mexico…just being around her grew…difficult. I…" Kurt stopped, unable to go on.
Logan ran a hand over his face, trying to decide what to do. "Elf…what about that?" he asked, pointing at the collar Kurt wore.
"…I don't know, Logan. I don't know…"
Logan took that in before asking his next question. "What about 'er? What does she feel, Kurt?"
Kurt looked at him, hope slightly shining through his eyes. "I think that she feels the same."
"You talked to her bout it?"
"Nein."
Logan swallowed another beer before tiredly rising. "Elf…I don't know what to tell ya. All I know is this…I've lost a lot of people I've loved. After that happens, ya tend to hold on tight to those ya have left. Cause I've seen a lot of what the world has ta offer a man…and love's rare. Rarer still when th'other person feels the same." He clasped Kurt's shoulder for a minute before he headed back to his room and to his picture of Mariko.
Kurt staid there a while before he rose. The hot afternoon sun beat down on him as he walked slowly along the lake. Closing his eyes, he reached in and out through the link. ~Leslie…vhere are you…~
He gasped as he received the answer he hadn't expected.
~Pain, oh God, pain, help me, here, here, HERE, I'm here, I'm still alive, don't forget me, don't leave me, PAIN, dammit, it hurts, Kurt, oh, Love, so much Love, you, I Love you so much, please, I'm here, help me…"
He opened his eyes, surprised to see Jean leaning over him. "Kurt? Logan found you unconscious by the lake…what happened?"
Eyes burning with tears, he sat up, looking her in the eye. "I know vhere she is, Jean. I know vhere they have Leslie…"