The next morning, Logan woke up to a songbird singing in a tree outside of the window. But, it wasn't his room. He was still in Kara's room, sitting on the bench below the window. He looked around the room to see that the bed was made and that Kara was nowhere around. He thought about the night before. Had their moment of passion been just a dream or did it really happen? He wasn't sure and he had to find Kara.
He found her in the kitchen, pouring herself a sup of coffee. "Morning." She said, not even looking at him. He just gave her a confused look.
"Kara, what…" He didn't know how to ask his question.
"You must have been really tired, Logan… You were asleep even before I was." He rubbed the back of his head as if trying to remember what had happened.
"Why can't I remember anything?" He said, quietly so she wouldn't hear. She smiled at him, sipping her coffee.
"Maybe it was because you were so caught up in the moment." He furrowed his brow at her. Had she heard what he said or was she just continuing what she was saying before? She walked up to him a curious look on her face. "Are you okay? You seem kind of confused."
"You have no idea." He said.
"What's wrong?" He paused before answering.
"What… happened last night?" She blushed slightly.
"You don't remember?" He just shook his head. "Well… Oh, hi, Jean!" She said, greeting the red-haired woman. Jean just nodded at Kara and gave Logan a glare ad a mental kick to the head, though he didn't notice. "Well, I'd better get ready for class." She waved at the both of them, leaving the kitchen and a confused Logan. When Jean was satisfied that she was gone, she mentally kicked Logan in the head again. He felt it that time.
"Ow! What was that for?" He asked, in a low growl.
"I can't believe you, Logan! You're only known Kara less than a week!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, as if you don't know!"
"I really don't."
"Logan, I saw the two of you in her room, last night. This is a school! What if a student walked in on the two of you?"
"What are you saying?"
"Logan, did you sleep with her?" She asked, in a hushed voice. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't remember anything that happened.
"I don't know."
"You don't know? How could you not know?"
"I just don't remember." Her face softened as she realized that he really didn't remember.
"All right. Well, there's only one way to find out." She put her hands on either side of his head and concentrated hard. She needed to figure out why he didn't remember and what happened last night. She gasped as she found out the truth.