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A/N: Thank you Xiowolfe, Xerios (Sends Wolverine over to kill writers block ^_^), and WildWolvie for your reviews!  

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Young girl don't cry

I'll be right here when your world starts to fall

 Christina Aguilera – A Voice Within. 

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He had watched her sleep all the way into the middle of the night, he hadn't moved once from his chair beside her bed.

 'Breakdown? What the hell could have caused her to have a breakdown?'  Logan rested his chin in the palm of his hand; his dark eyes closed as a sigh escaped passed his lips.

He opened his eyes just in time to see Kimla roll over and fall off the edge of the bed, before he could even register what had happened she had jumped to her feet, her eyes darting around the room frantically. They finally came to rest on him, still sitting in the chair looking up at her blankly.

 "Wha-," She sputtered blinking at him, "What happened?"

 "That's what I'd like ta know," Logan grunted climbing to his feet, "You went hysterical this afternoon, Chuck had ta knock ya unconscious telepathically."

She sat down on the edge of the bed and ran a hand through her hair, "I don't know what happened… thoughts of him… him being dead just scared me," She looked up at Logan's confused face, "like it was all a dream and I'd eventually wake up back in… in that closet." She shuddered.

Logan frowned sitting down next to her, "What… what did he do to you? Aside from locking you in the uh… closet."

 Kimla was silent, her eyes searching the floor for some kind of easy answer, "He uh," She swallowed thickly her eyes closing in embarrassment, "he raped me," She whispered a tear falling from her closed eyes, "I tried to fight back… I tried…"

Logan wrapped his arm around her shoulders allowing her to leaning against him as she cried, "Shh… Yer safe now." He whispered resting his chin on top of her head.

 "You sure he's dead?" She whimpered suddenly feeling extremely tired.

 "Positive."

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  (Next Morning)

 "I'd kill 'em again if I had the chance!" Logan growled clenching his fists.

 "Calm down Logan," Xavier frowned following Logan around the room with his eyes, "yes what has happened to Kimla is terrible, but what's done is done."

Logan paused by the window and looked out, "No wonder she was cutting herself." He growled turning back to Xavier.

Xavier frowned closing his eyes, "I've noticed that she has stopped hurting herself."

 "She's healing." Logan grunted

 "So are you."

Logan snorted furrowing his eyebrows, "What do you mean by that, Chuck?"

 "Tell me, how have your nightmares been lately?" Xavier folded his hands over his desk.

 "I haven't had any."

 Xavier smiled sadly, "It appears you have finally gotten over Rogue's death."

Logan sighed running a hand through his hair, he was silent for a moment then turned for the door, "I need to go check on Kimla." He mumbled walking out the door and let it close behind him.

In all this time he had forgotten all about Rogue and it shocked him to find that… that he wasn't hurting anymore.

Rounding the corner to the kitchen he caught a glimpse of Kimla going through the 'fridge, he was still for a moment then smirked and walked in.  

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A/N: Two things I know, 1: I know this was a short chapter, and I'm sorry for that. And 2: The last two chapters have been oddly written, and the reason for that was the whole breakdown thing wasn't supposed to be but I think I fixed that.

 Now as you have all probably noted was that this story was also categorized as 'Humor' but hasn't been very 'humorous' yet. The 'humor' will come soon. I promise. This whole story has been written for one little scene I wrote for my Lit. and Film class, and believe me it's pretty odd. (Or so says my friends.)

 Sorry for wasting your time with my ramblings you may now click the little 'Review' button, PLEASE!!!!