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She kneeled down quietly next to the bed which had Logan as its sleeping occupant. She looked him over. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully with no nightmares for once. She could have stood there simply watching him forever. She was a bit surprised that he hadn't sensed her yet. If he had sensed her, truth be told, he was too tired to care at this point.

She was debating in her mind whether to wake him or not. The news she wanted to tell him was a big deal, especially for her. Either she could get clawed for waking him or a hell of a lot of dirty looks from him in the morning.

She glanced at the digital clock. 12:46AM it read. She wondered out of insanity if it was mocking her when the digits changed to 12:47AM.

She could possibly pretend that it was already morning. Technically it was. Then again, Logan wasn't really the stupid type who would fall for it.

'He..hopefully wont get that mad.. No.. This is Logan here.. He doesn't seem to be having nightmares, so that lowers the chances of me getting clawed by him. Alrighty. That's great,' she thought to herself, hoping that he'd sense her before she might have to wake him. She knew she'd be up all night without telling him this news.

'God, Logan. You sensed me when I was hiding in your trunk, but now? No. Of course not.' She rolled her eyes, still trying to gather her courage to wake him. She had never really waken him up before. Of all times, now he had to go and look at peace and calm as he slept. Now she'd feel bad for waking him. It was rare to see him peaceful, considering the type of restless person he could sometimes be, especially when he sometimes went out to look for what was left of his past and answers.

After letting another ten minutes pass in silence while she simply gathered the courage to wake him, she finally decided in a heartbeat that she'd do it.

"Logan, I just came back from the Professor's office," she whispered, softly touching his arm.

"Marie..?" he managed to ask with his voice muffled under the pillow.

"Good morning, sunshine," she said somewhat sarcastically before continuing, "you're not going to believe what the Professor told me." She was having trouble containing the excitement, yet she didn't want to get her hopes up too high over what the Professor told her earlier.

"Go to sleep," he muttered tiredly.

"I promise you'll be surprised. More surprised then when I shaved your face while you were sleeping." She snickered at the memory.

"I was more pissed then surprised. You're lucky you seemed wasted enough to do it." He groaned and dismissed the thought of going back to sleep. He at one point thought that Marie wasn't going to stop now, especially that she finally got him somewhat conscious.

"You want me to tell you tomorrow?" She sighed.

"It already is tomorrow. It's one in the morning," he said tiredly after glancing at the digital clock.

"I probably shouldn't have woken you up, but this is so big, Logan. It's going to seem incredibly stupid, but its still big," she said before letting out a yawn while realizing that she was beginning to feel a bit tired herself.

"What did he say?" He groaned, half-expecting a story about her almost getting kicked out of the school due to the loud music.

"Who?" Her eyelids were getting heavier.

"The Professor," he stated in a somewhat frustrated tone. He wasn't a morning person. One of the few times that he might wake up happy to Marie's voice is only if she was the one in his strong arms, sleeping with him.

"Oh.. right," she mumbled as she got off of her sitting position on the floor and moved on to lie down beside him in his bed. This movement shocked him a bit, but it was definitely welcomed.

She yawned once again while making herself comfortable in the bed before saying, "I might finally be able to have human contact."

She was just about to shut her eyes and allow sleep to take its hold on her until he immediately sat up in bed, staring at her.

"Repeat that," he said in a demanding tone with shock quite evident as well. Did he just imagine that? The feelings running throughout him right now were so mixed that he had no idea what to do with them. Hope, shock, more hope, excitement, and.. it could have even been happiness there also.

"I'll be able to control my mutant power as soon as my true love kisses me," she began to laugh quietly at the thought all over again. She turned over on her side, getting ready to go to sleep.

Now he really wasn't sure if he was delusional. First it was the strange 'la bamba' dancing. Now this?

He looked over her half-asleep figure in confusion. Did he just imagine all of this? No. He didn't. Marie was really lying in his bed and she did mention that the Professor told her something important.. and slightly stupid.

"Were you watching a Disney movie, Marie?" He asked before lying back down with a deep sigh. He figured that must have been it. It seemed to be a reasonable explanation. He was somewhat upset at the fact that he just felt his hopes drop with a hard crash at the end. "If it was just a Disney movie, you didn't have to wake me up over it." He at least tried not to sound too angry or upset.

He moved to rest on his side so that he wasn't facing her.

He heard her voice which seemed to be coming out from under a pillow, "I'm dead serious. I'm not wasted nor have I been watching Disney movies, although I'm partly sure that you've been checking out the summary for 'Beauty and the Beast'." She snickered, hoping that he wouldn't hear.

He turned onto his back, trying to get comfortable. For a second he thought that it wasn't right that she wasn't in his arms, but he immediately dismissed the thought.

"Don't be a wiseass at 1:15 in the morning. What did the Professor say?" He was expecting the truth at this point.

"I'll be able to control my mutant power as soon as I get the first kiss from my true love," she replied in a somewhat frustrated tone. She finally figured that it would have been better to tell him in the morning. That way, at least both of them would have gotten more sleep.

He couldn't be serious about this anymore. There was no use. He just had to laugh at the fact that she was still sticking behind her 'Disney' story that he could not bring himself to believe. She heard a small chuckle beginning to build up to full-out laughter.

"Logan."

No answer. He was still laughing. She rolled her eyes as she thought, 'Great. He's almost laughing as hard as I was. Keep laughing, claw-boy.'

The sad part was that neither of them had gotten any sleep. She was getting even more tired by the minute, while he just seemed to be more awake. This was not working out as well as she thought it would. At least she was fairly satisfied with the last half-hour because she managed to make him laugh within that time range.

What the Professor had told her wasn't a joke, but it was still nice to hear him laugh. Because it was rare to hear him laugh, it made her worry that someone in the next room would hear him and assume that he was fairly drunk.

"Actually, the Professor's exact words were 'the feeling and extremely powerful will not to kill the guy I love will take its effect and my mutant abilities will just turn off so to speak' or something along those lines," she said through his laughter.

He sat up, now chuckling, and turned to look at her. She looked up tiredly after she felt him leaning over her and suddenly both of their eyes met. Now was not the time to be noticing his intense eyes, but she couldn't help herself. He seemed to be checking her for any signs that she was kidding at all. She wasn't even cracking a smile. As corny as it is, through her eyes he saw the truth.

"You're being serious." His laughter had finally stopped completely. He hadn't realized how awake he was and how sleepy she had become until now.

"Yes. In fact, I believe Pinocchio is waiting for me outside too." She spoke with a thick sarcasm around her words as she tore her eyes away from his.

"Stop bullshitting for two minutes. The Professor actually said that you might be able to control this?"

"Yes." She smiled at the thought of finally having control over her mutant abilities for the millionth time.

He didn't know what to do or say. After all, they were only friends so he didn't need to act as happy as a little boy who just got a lifetime supply of Tonka trucks. He was trying to keep himself from getting too close to her as much as he could. This was difficult, especially because his face was only a few inches away from hers.

"I.. uh.. Goodnight, Marie." He decided to just discuss it with her in the morning. Now wasn't the time. They were both lying in a bed together, both tired, and both not sure about how mentally sane they actually were.

He leaned over slightly and kissed the top of her head, specifically her hair. He loved the scent of her hair.. It was almost like warm vanilla sugar with an unexpected hint of strawberries. Marie tried to dismiss the tingles in her stomach but simply couldn't. She had almost forgotten that she was actually sleeping in the same bed as him for the night.

"Goodnight, Logan." She smiled secretly to herself. This was almost like a fairy tale.

Then why did she get the sudden feeling that tomorrow would be an incredibly long and hectic day?

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