Stolen
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Logan sat on the edge of the bed in he and Hallie's room, facing the sliding glass door that led out to their small balcony. He closed his eyes tightly and took in a deep, strangled breath, all of Hallie's scents that lingered in the room flowing into him. Logan felt numb inside because she wasn't there with him, and all he wanted to do was hold her, and run his fingers through her silky black and red streaked hair. His head hurt and his eyes felt like they were burning behind the sockets, his body completely spent from not getting any rest.
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Jean stood just outside Logan's door, having sensed his anguish in her sleep and causing her to wake. She knocked on the door shortly, then opened it just enough to poke her head through. "Logan?" she called out lowly.
He turned his head slowly and looked up at Jean, letting her know he didn't really mind that she was there, but he wasn't going to say anything.
Jean trodded across the floor slowly, feeling a knot in her stomach when she looked at him. Logan's eyes were surrounded by dark circles and his eyes were completely bloodshot. He hadn't slept at all since Hallie had been gone, and the sleep deprivation was really taking it's toll on him, despite his healing factor's best efforts. Jean sat beside him on the bed, one hand resting on his back. "Are you alright? You need sleep Logan, you're no use to anyone like this, especially Hallie." she had been secretly hiding a syringe in her left hand, filled with enough sedative to put Logan to sleep. It was the only thing to do now, otherwise his own health would be at risk, and the others all agreed it was necessary.
Logan clenched his eyes shut and bit down on his lip so hard it bled for a brief second. "I won't be okay 'till Hal's back safe an' sound, an' I ain't sleepin' 'till then either." he grumbled.
Jean lowered her head and frowned, slowly bringing the conceled sedative towards Logan's arm. "I'm sorry Logan." He just turned away and she carefully plunged the needle into his skin, pumping the drug into his veins.
Logan turned sharply from the needle prick on his arm, then looked at Jean with hurt in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry, I couldn't watch you do this to yourself." she told him softly, tears running down her cheeks as she watched his eyes glaze over, then roll to the back of his head as he slumped to his side, unconscious. Jean stood up and pulled Logan's feet onto the bed, then draped a blanket over him before turning out of the room.
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Scott was standing in the doorway to his bedroom as Jean came across the hall. He adjusted the ruby quartz sleeping goggles on his face as she leaned into his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Did you use the sedative?"
Jean nodded into his chest sadly.
Scott ran a hand through her hair and rubbed her back. "It's okay Jean, it had to be done. He wouldn't go to sleep on his own and it's obviously draining him."
Jean pulled away slowly and smiled wanly up at Scott, then took his hand and led him back into their room. She only hoped Logan wouldn't be upset with her in the morning if he even remembered.
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Hallie closed her eyes briefly and shakily rose to her feet, feeling along the wall as she walked the cramped, dark room blindly. She only knew she was in some place underground, because every time her captor brought water, a hatch would be opened from above and the water was tossed down in a dirty bottle. The man had always brought her water, or came to check on her at night, she guessed so she wouldn't be able to see his face. (she had seen him when he first abducted her, but then she was drugged.) Hallie knelt down, feeling along the floor for the water bottle. Once she found it, she grasped the bottle in her shaky, thin hand and struggled a moment with the cap before downing the whole thing, despite the bitter taste.
Another night in this godforsaken hole in the ground, and Hallie didn't know if she'd make it. She wanted Logan to find her so badly, wanted anyone to find her so that she could see him again, but she was getting so weak without food, she didn't know how much longer she'd be able to hold on.
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Logan sat on the edge of the bed in he and Hallie's room, facing the sliding glass door that led out to their small balcony. He closed his eyes tightly and took in a deep, strangled breath, all of Hallie's scents that lingered in the room flowing into him. Logan felt numb inside because she wasn't there with him, and all he wanted to do was hold her, and run his fingers through her silky black and red streaked hair. His head hurt and his eyes felt like they were burning behind the sockets, his body completely spent from not getting any rest.
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Jean stood just outside Logan's door, having sensed his anguish in her sleep and causing her to wake. She knocked on the door shortly, then opened it just enough to poke her head through. "Logan?" she called out lowly.
He turned his head slowly and looked up at Jean, letting her know he didn't really mind that she was there, but he wasn't going to say anything.
Jean trodded across the floor slowly, feeling a knot in her stomach when she looked at him. Logan's eyes were surrounded by dark circles and his eyes were completely bloodshot. He hadn't slept at all since Hallie had been gone, and the sleep deprivation was really taking it's toll on him, despite his healing factor's best efforts. Jean sat beside him on the bed, one hand resting on his back. "Are you alright? You need sleep Logan, you're no use to anyone like this, especially Hallie." she had been secretly hiding a syringe in her left hand, filled with enough sedative to put Logan to sleep. It was the only thing to do now, otherwise his own health would be at risk, and the others all agreed it was necessary.
Logan clenched his eyes shut and bit down on his lip so hard it bled for a brief second. "I won't be okay 'till Hal's back safe an' sound, an' I ain't sleepin' 'till then either." he grumbled.
Jean lowered her head and frowned, slowly bringing the conceled sedative towards Logan's arm. "I'm sorry Logan." He just turned away and she carefully plunged the needle into his skin, pumping the drug into his veins.
Logan turned sharply from the needle prick on his arm, then looked at Jean with hurt in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry, I couldn't watch you do this to yourself." she told him softly, tears running down her cheeks as she watched his eyes glaze over, then roll to the back of his head as he slumped to his side, unconscious. Jean stood up and pulled Logan's feet onto the bed, then draped a blanket over him before turning out of the room.
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Scott was standing in the doorway to his bedroom as Jean came across the hall. He adjusted the ruby quartz sleeping goggles on his face as she leaned into his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Did you use the sedative?"
Jean nodded into his chest sadly.
Scott ran a hand through her hair and rubbed her back. "It's okay Jean, it had to be done. He wouldn't go to sleep on his own and it's obviously draining him."
Jean pulled away slowly and smiled wanly up at Scott, then took his hand and led him back into their room. She only hoped Logan wouldn't be upset with her in the morning if he even remembered.
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Hallie closed her eyes briefly and shakily rose to her feet, feeling along the wall as she walked the cramped, dark room blindly. She only knew she was in some place underground, because every time her captor brought water, a hatch would be opened from above and the water was tossed down in a dirty bottle. The man had always brought her water, or came to check on her at night, she guessed so she wouldn't be able to see his face. (she had seen him when he first abducted her, but then she was drugged.) Hallie knelt down, feeling along the floor for the water bottle. Once she found it, she grasped the bottle in her shaky, thin hand and struggled a moment with the cap before downing the whole thing, despite the bitter taste.
Another night in this godforsaken hole in the ground, and Hallie didn't know if she'd make it. She wanted Logan to find her so badly, wanted anyone to find her so that she could see him again, but she was getting so weak without food, she didn't know how much longer she'd be able to hold on.
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