Note: Thank you Tasha for reviewing. Thanks for the suggestion too, but Hallie was never raped so I can't really do that. I'm gonna end this alot sooner than planned because I have another story idea and this one wasn't doin' so great. Sorry. x_0;

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Jean, Scott, and Ororo all sat in the foyer, waiting nervously for Logan to come back with Hallie. Jean had informed him when the FBI was almost on the scene, and he bolted out the door so fast that she had to give him the location telepathically. Scott had insisted that they come with him, but Logan just said that he had to go bring Hallie back alone. They all let him go, knowing that he really needed to do this on his own. Now everyone was waiting for the two of them to return.

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Logan kicked the door instead of knocking, carefully cradling Hallie in his arms. He was so happy that she was home with him and their friends, but he wasn't happy in the least about the condition she was in. Of course anything was better than finding her dead, and it could've been alot worse, but still Logan couldn't bare to see her suffering at all. He swallowed the lump in his throat as the door opened.

Jean was standing there, ushering Logan inside and holding back a sudden sigh of relief. "Thank goodness." she breathed out, glancing at Hallie in Logan's arms.

"Shh, she's asleep." Logan told her quietly, his voice raspy and groggy.

Scott and Ororo both stood up as Logan came inside. They were all relieved to have Hallie back with them, and hopefully Logan would be in better spirits now as well.

Scott approached his friend slowly as he paused at the bottom of the stairs and past everyone in the foyer. "You should probably let Jean have a look at her..." his voice trailed off at Logan's somber expression.

"Not tonight." his solemn eyes drifted up the dark steps as he traveled up them slowly.

Scott just nodded, taking Jean's hand as she stepped up behind her him.

"He'll be alright. I can take a look at Hallie in the morning." Jean told her husband, a tired smile on her face.

Scott sighed. "Yeh, the two of them have been through alot."

Ororo began to step out of the foyer. "Anyone else want some coffee?" she offered, smiling half-heartedly.

Scott and Jean both shook their heads. "I think we all could use a good night's sleep." Jean told her as she and Scott headed to their room.

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Logan gently layed Hallie down on the bed, not wanting to leave her side. Her eyes suddenly shot open and her eyes darted around the dark room in panic. Logan quickly sat beside her to calm her down. "Shh, Hallie...darlin', it's jus' me." he told her soothingly.

Tears began to trail down Hallie's face and she grabbed onto Logan's shirt, burying her face into his chest. "Logan! Don't go!" she cried.

His eyes widened and he protectively wrapped his arms around her. "It's alright darlin', I ain't goin' anywhere." Logan rubbed her shoulders and kissed her on the forhead, carefully getting her to stand. "You wanna take a shower and get some clean clothes on before bed?"

Hallie nodded slowly, allowing Logan to take her into the bathroom. Her hands were so shaky and she felt so weak from having not eaten in four days, he had to help her undress and make sure she didn't collapse in the shower. Hallie was afraid to be alone and wouldn't allow Logan to get more than two feet away from her.

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During the night Logan found himself waking alone, without Hallie either under his arm or curled up against his back. He sat up in the blind darkness and just noticed the soft sobbing to his left. He realized that it was Hallie, curled into a ball and shaking as she was wracked with sobs. Logan felt his heart drop and he moved over so that he had his arm wrapped around her small form. "Shhh, it's okay darlin'..." he soothed, knowing no other way to comfort her and only wanting to ease her pain.

Hallie immediately began to relax at his touch and gripped onto his arm that was around her. She shook her head shakily and sniffled, trying to clear the tears. "It's not okay Logan, I'm not okay."

Logan frowned, feeling his stomach wrenching. He wrapped his arms tighter around his wife and gently kissed the nape of her neck. "I'm sorry Hallie, I'm so, so, sorry. I never shoulda let you go alone." he said raspily.

Hallie rolled to her side, leaning into his chest. "It's not your fault, I jus'...I was so scared...so...helpless."

Logan frowned and ran a hand through her hair as she curled into him. "Maybe it's not okay now darlin'...but it will be. I promise." he kissed the top of her head and listened to her steady breathing as she fell asleep in his arms.

*****The End*****

Note: Well, that's the last chapter, hope someone liked it. Please review!