A/N: WARNING: (I've been told) that this chapter does have quite a strong
Lesbian undertow to it, so don't damn flame me! I just loved the idea of
the Logan in Rogues head oogling Jean. heh heh heh. Yep, I need help.
Rogue tapped lightly on the door, waiting till she heard the muffled "come in" before she opened the door and stepped in closing it behind her.
Dr Jean Grey was laid on her bed, textbook open infront of her. As she stood behind the door, Rogue took in everything about her appearance.
She shook her head, trying to get the thoughts of Jean out of her head. She realised that was the Logan part of her that was oogling Jean and she frowned.
Jean finally looked up, having finished reading the page.
"Rogue... What can I do for you?" her voice was soft, as always, but slightly more friendly than it was in the halls.
She cleared her throat nervously.
"Ah wanted ta talk to somebody, an Ahm afraid ya got t'short straw."
Jean smiled... that lovely, warm, heartbreaking smile... it just light up her whole face, made her eyes sparkle... Damnit!... Logan again.
"It's alright, I dont mind. Please, sit down."
Rogue sat, feeling as though she was walking on eggshells, although she knew that was the Logan inside of her. Its how he always acted around her...
"So what is it you want to talk about?" Jeans silky voice brought her back to reality.
"Oh... Its... Uhh.. jus that... Well... Ah was wond'rin'..." she sighed. "Ah dont know! Ah dont know whats happenin in mah own head half the time, how the hell am ah supposed to know whats happenin in someone elses too?" She didnt stop, just paused to take a breath. "Ah mean... Remy LeBeau... Hes ah mystery... Ah cant figure him ahout. He says he likes me, but hes alwayes goin off with Ororo come place for hours.." She looked to Jean. "Ahm just so confused.."
Jean smiled again, softer this time.
"I dont think you have to worry Rogue. Everyone can see that Remy likes you, Its just, Ororo's his best friend." She shrugged slightly, as if it was no big deal.
"Oh... Ah see..." Rogue paused again, stopping herself from staring at Jean. "So he aint..?"
Jean laughed.
"No. Remy and Ororo aren't. They never have been, and they probably never will... Are you alright?"
Rogue tore her gaze away from Jeans body, and looked her in the face.
"Ahm fine.." Damn Logan! "Y'were sayin'?"
"Oh... Yes... Remy and Ororo... Nothign to worry about Rogue..." she paused. "Was there anything else?"
"No, not at th moment." She smiled as she headed for the door. "Thank ya, ya been most helpful Jean..."
Rogue closed the door behind her before Jean could say another word.
She ran down the coridor, slamming the heavy Oak door of her room shut behid her and sliding down the back of it. Was she never gonna have a conversation with Jean without the Logan side of her trying to look down her top?
Rogue tapped lightly on the door, waiting till she heard the muffled "come in" before she opened the door and stepped in closing it behind her.
Dr Jean Grey was laid on her bed, textbook open infront of her. As she stood behind the door, Rogue took in everything about her appearance.
She shook her head, trying to get the thoughts of Jean out of her head. She realised that was the Logan part of her that was oogling Jean and she frowned.
Jean finally looked up, having finished reading the page.
"Rogue... What can I do for you?" her voice was soft, as always, but slightly more friendly than it was in the halls.
She cleared her throat nervously.
"Ah wanted ta talk to somebody, an Ahm afraid ya got t'short straw."
Jean smiled... that lovely, warm, heartbreaking smile... it just light up her whole face, made her eyes sparkle... Damnit!... Logan again.
"It's alright, I dont mind. Please, sit down."
Rogue sat, feeling as though she was walking on eggshells, although she knew that was the Logan inside of her. Its how he always acted around her...
"So what is it you want to talk about?" Jeans silky voice brought her back to reality.
"Oh... Its... Uhh.. jus that... Well... Ah was wond'rin'..." she sighed. "Ah dont know! Ah dont know whats happenin in mah own head half the time, how the hell am ah supposed to know whats happenin in someone elses too?" She didnt stop, just paused to take a breath. "Ah mean... Remy LeBeau... Hes ah mystery... Ah cant figure him ahout. He says he likes me, but hes alwayes goin off with Ororo come place for hours.." She looked to Jean. "Ahm just so confused.."
Jean smiled again, softer this time.
"I dont think you have to worry Rogue. Everyone can see that Remy likes you, Its just, Ororo's his best friend." She shrugged slightly, as if it was no big deal.
"Oh... Ah see..." Rogue paused again, stopping herself from staring at Jean. "So he aint..?"
Jean laughed.
"No. Remy and Ororo aren't. They never have been, and they probably never will... Are you alright?"
Rogue tore her gaze away from Jeans body, and looked her in the face.
"Ahm fine.." Damn Logan! "Y'were sayin'?"
"Oh... Yes... Remy and Ororo... Nothign to worry about Rogue..." she paused. "Was there anything else?"
"No, not at th moment." She smiled as she headed for the door. "Thank ya, ya been most helpful Jean..."
Rogue closed the door behind her before Jean could say another word.
She ran down the coridor, slamming the heavy Oak door of her room shut behid her and sliding down the back of it. Was she never gonna have a conversation with Jean without the Logan side of her trying to look down her top?