Disclaimer: Logan, both James', Rose, and Professor X are not my creations. But Madison is! ^_^
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-Live in my head for just one day
I see myself and look away
the road is showing now on my face
soon I'll disappear
disappear without a ----ing trace-
-Blow Away by Staind.
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He sat alone in the dark, the time slowly ticking by as he stared at the orange bottle he held in his hand. Carefully he rolled it over listening to the soft rattle the pills made inside the container. He popped open the lid with his thumb and peered inside, there were at least twenty pills left inside. Small blue and white pills, a glass of water sat on the nightstand next to him and he picked it up taking a sip from it before setting it back down again.
'Three choices…' He hardly heard himself think.
'Take them all, end the pain now…'
'No! Throw 'em away!'
He shook his head and looked around the room spotting three familiar figures standing nearby, their faces filled with mixed emotions.
"I don't want to leave…" Cried the youngest, James.
Logan dumped the pills out into his hand set the container aside.
"Running again?"
Jerking his head up he looked into the eyes of the young woman that was called Rose by the other two; she held a certain familiarity to her. He glared at all three of them silently willing them to go away, silently willing the voices to go away and that he'd return to normal once again.
"We can't go away Logan, not until you figure it out." The older James said softly his eyes reflected many years of hurt and secrets.
"Figure what out?" Logan growled fisting his hand with the pills in it causing a few to fall out onto the floor.
"Your past." Rose replied softly her voice filled with what sounded like sadness.
He turned his attention to the pills in his hand and set them aside on the nightstand, maybe the decision he had made was a little too hasty.
"Take all the pills and end it now, take on pill everyday for the rest of my life, or talk to Chuck and see if he can help…" He whispered to himself before looking up at the others, "What about the voices in my head? What about the nightmares and suddenly being some place I'm not?" He nearly shouted feeling the anger start to bubble up within him but he pushed it aside.
"We can help stop the voices," Rose smiled sadly now sitting beside him on the edge of the bed taking his hand in hers, "but the nightmares…" She trailed off but he had understood what she was trying to say.
"When…"
"Tomorrow," The eldest James spoke up stepping away form the wall he had been leaning up against, "It's late, get some sleep."
Logan nodded suddenly feeling the effects of fatigue wash over him.
Rose stood up and went to stand with the other two as Logan rolled over onto his side immediately falling to sleep.
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"Can I talk ta ya Chuck?" Logan asked walking into the said man's office.
Professor Xavier nodded setting down some papers he had been working on and wheeled out from behind his desk, "What can I help you with Logan?"
Logan decided not to beat around the bush and just get to the point, "I almost killed myself last night," He sighed running a shaky hand through his hair, "had the pills in my hand an' everythin'."
The Professor hid his shock well as he closed his eyes briefly, "Why did you want to kill yourself?"
"Isn' it obvious Chuck?" Logan grunted folding his arms over his chest.
"Yes I know," Charles sighed, "But you didn't. I presume what stopped you was Madison?"
Logan closed his eyes and nodded, "Her and," He opened his eyes marveling in the fact that he wasn't hearing any other voice but his own in his mind, "three others."
"Three others?" Charles repeated with a raised eyebrow.
"Rose, James, and…" He furrowed his eyebrows, "James," Shaking his head he glanced down at the Professor, "I stopped takin' the pills yesterday mornin'." He admitted pulling out the orange container from his pocket and tossed it to the Professor.
Charles caught the container looking it over once before he turned his attention back to Logan, "Those people are figments of your imagination?"
"They're what stopped me from killing myself. Said they'd go away once I 'figured it out'."
"Your past." Charles nodded the pieces coming together.
Logan sighed heavily, "Yea. I'm gonna leave fer awhile, back ta Canada."
"And what about Madison?"
"I'm gonna take 'er with me, she's out ta school fer another month right?"
Charles nodded, "Till August. I assume that's when you'll be back?"
"Yea."
Knowing that he couldn't stop Logan once he had his mind made, Charles sighed and wished him luck.
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Logan knocked gently on the wooden door then waited patiently for Madison to answer.
"Hey dad," Madison smiled opening up the door the rest of the way for him to enter then closed it behind him, "what's up?"
An odd feeling had overcome Logan when Madison had first called him 'dad', he didn't quite know what it was at first and then he realized what he was feeling was pride.
"We need ta talk." He said seriously and watched as Madison's smile faded.
"Okay."
"What do ya think about goin back ta Canada fer awhile?"
"For how long?"
"Till August."
Madison furrowed her eyebrows in thought for a moment then nodded, "I guess so… but why are we going back?"
"I need ta clear some things up from my past." Logan shrugged.
"Give me a minute to pack." Madison smiled turning to her closet.
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