Note: The song in this chapter is 'On Fire' by Switchfoot.
Stolen
*****
Jean was waiting with Ororo in the foyer when Scott and Logan came back. Both women stood up and approached them. "I have some news." Jean said, catching the two men's worried gazes.
Logan's tired, red eyes widened and he stared at Jean. "What?"
She took in a deep breath, her eyes filled with sympathy. Jean could barely look at Logan without tears rimming her eyes. She knew how torn up he'd been since Hallie was taken, and he just looked completely lost, on edge, and weary.
Ororo stepped forward to help Jean out. "There's been news reports of other abductions around New York. Mutant women being targeted for their specific gifts. There was an FBI profile on the man responcible, and they labeled him as completely psychotic. He takes these mutant women like trophies, or more like animals for show..." she started to drift off, trying to contain her worry as she caught the glimmer of anger in Logan's eyes. "They still haven't revealed much on any suspects..."
Logan's face was blank from all the emotions that threatened to rise out of him, and he sunk into a nearby chair, holding his head in his hands.
Jean sat on the arm of the chair, putting her hand on Logan's back to comfort him as she held Scott's hand with the other.
Scott felt for his friend, he knew that if Jean had been taken from him that he would be acting the same way, and he'd want the man dead whoever took her. He gave Jean's hand a gentle squeeze, and bowed his head.
"Logan...there is a bit of good news though." Jean told him quietly, once she gained control of her emotions enough so that her voice wouldn't crack.
Logan looked up slowly, his eyes begging for some small thread of hope.
Jean continued. "I made brief contact with Hallie today...it was weak, but her thoughts still came through."
Logan let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. He swallowed the lump in his throat, looking to Jean. "She...she's alive?" he said slowly, his voice strained and a little relieved.
Jean nodded with a wan smile. "Tomorrow, first thing, I'm going to make a trip to FBI headquarters to talk to some agents. I'll find out what they know." she tapped her temple and slowly removed her hand from Logan's shoulder.
Scott put an arm around Jean's waist. "I'll go with you."
She nodded and then the two of them started up the stairs, Jean glancing worriedly back at Logan.
Ororo slowly approached Logan as he leaned forward in the chair with his head in his hands. She smiled tightly and knelt down beside him. "We'll find her Logan." she said softly, trying to comfort him.
Logan just nodded slowly, taking in a long, shaky breath. "I miss 'er so much 'Ro..."
Ororo stood up and patted his back gently. "I know, we all do. We'll get through this, and we'll bring Hallie back." she started to walk away, then glanced back at her friend. "Just try and get some sleep alright?" she said it, but she knew he wouldn't. Ororo knew Logan wouldn't sleep until Hallie was back safe with them.
*****
Give me one more time around
give me one more chance to see,
Give me everything you are
Give me one more chance to be near you.
*****
Hallie remained huddled in her dark existence, this underground hole that had become her home. She began to hate everything; hate her captor, hate that she was still alive, that he was keeping her alive. How could he do this? Why would he do this? Were there others there too? More like her...with homes, loved ones..? Hallie wished she could make it all go away, that she could open her eyes and find herself in Logan's arms, he would make everything okay. She had to hold on to that, though she felt herself slipping, she had to hold on to what she loved.
*****
When everything inside me
Looks like everything I hate
You are the hope I have for change
You are the only chance I'll take
*****
Note: x_0 well now...poor Hallie, poor Logan. Poor angst. ha. *ahem* Ok, well please review!
Stolen
*****
Jean was waiting with Ororo in the foyer when Scott and Logan came back. Both women stood up and approached them. "I have some news." Jean said, catching the two men's worried gazes.
Logan's tired, red eyes widened and he stared at Jean. "What?"
She took in a deep breath, her eyes filled with sympathy. Jean could barely look at Logan without tears rimming her eyes. She knew how torn up he'd been since Hallie was taken, and he just looked completely lost, on edge, and weary.
Ororo stepped forward to help Jean out. "There's been news reports of other abductions around New York. Mutant women being targeted for their specific gifts. There was an FBI profile on the man responcible, and they labeled him as completely psychotic. He takes these mutant women like trophies, or more like animals for show..." she started to drift off, trying to contain her worry as she caught the glimmer of anger in Logan's eyes. "They still haven't revealed much on any suspects..."
Logan's face was blank from all the emotions that threatened to rise out of him, and he sunk into a nearby chair, holding his head in his hands.
Jean sat on the arm of the chair, putting her hand on Logan's back to comfort him as she held Scott's hand with the other.
Scott felt for his friend, he knew that if Jean had been taken from him that he would be acting the same way, and he'd want the man dead whoever took her. He gave Jean's hand a gentle squeeze, and bowed his head.
"Logan...there is a bit of good news though." Jean told him quietly, once she gained control of her emotions enough so that her voice wouldn't crack.
Logan looked up slowly, his eyes begging for some small thread of hope.
Jean continued. "I made brief contact with Hallie today...it was weak, but her thoughts still came through."
Logan let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. He swallowed the lump in his throat, looking to Jean. "She...she's alive?" he said slowly, his voice strained and a little relieved.
Jean nodded with a wan smile. "Tomorrow, first thing, I'm going to make a trip to FBI headquarters to talk to some agents. I'll find out what they know." she tapped her temple and slowly removed her hand from Logan's shoulder.
Scott put an arm around Jean's waist. "I'll go with you."
She nodded and then the two of them started up the stairs, Jean glancing worriedly back at Logan.
Ororo slowly approached Logan as he leaned forward in the chair with his head in his hands. She smiled tightly and knelt down beside him. "We'll find her Logan." she said softly, trying to comfort him.
Logan just nodded slowly, taking in a long, shaky breath. "I miss 'er so much 'Ro..."
Ororo stood up and patted his back gently. "I know, we all do. We'll get through this, and we'll bring Hallie back." she started to walk away, then glanced back at her friend. "Just try and get some sleep alright?" she said it, but she knew he wouldn't. Ororo knew Logan wouldn't sleep until Hallie was back safe with them.
*****
Give me one more time around
give me one more chance to see,
Give me everything you are
Give me one more chance to be near you.
*****
Hallie remained huddled in her dark existence, this underground hole that had become her home. She began to hate everything; hate her captor, hate that she was still alive, that he was keeping her alive. How could he do this? Why would he do this? Were there others there too? More like her...with homes, loved ones..? Hallie wished she could make it all go away, that she could open her eyes and find herself in Logan's arms, he would make everything okay. She had to hold on to that, though she felt herself slipping, she had to hold on to what she loved.
*****
When everything inside me
Looks like everything I hate
You are the hope I have for change
You are the only chance I'll take
*****
Note: x_0 well now...poor Hallie, poor Logan. Poor angst. ha. *ahem* Ok, well please review!
