Note: The song in this chapter is from 'As Lovers Go' by Dashboard Confessional.
2nd Note: Del64; Thanks! *grins* Glad ya like the story, it's always good ta get a new reader once an' a while. Sketty; Hm, memory of the kiss? *grins devilishly* Well, of course! hehe.
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Institutionalized: Chapter 14-I Just Want You To Be Happy

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She said, "I've got to be honest, you're wasting your time if you're fishin' around here."

And I said, "You must be mistaken, I'm not foolin' this feelin' is real."

She said, "You've gotta be crazy! What do you take me for? Some kind of easy mark?"

"No, you've got wits, you've got looks, you've got passion, but I swear that you've got me all wrong."
I'll be true, I'll be useful, I've be cavalier, I'll be yours my dear,
I'll belong to you if you just let me through.


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The nice moment of relaxation and movie watching eventually ended, and both Ororo and Jean dragged themselves from comfy sofas to head upstairs for sleep, or whatever they felt like doing.

Jean let out a contented sigh, stretching her arms as she began walking out of the rec room. "Oh, I never get tired of watching You've Got Mail." she smiled dreamily.

Smiling, Ororo nodded in agreement. "Me neither. It's just so...sweet." she laughed.

"But unlikely," Jean answered softly, as she slowly began climbing the stairs. "I mean, it could never work out so...great."

"Hm, I know what you mean." Ororo watched as Jean yawned, and was about to retreat to her attic bedroom, though she turned suddenly and began heading in the opposite direction. "I'm going to make a cup of tea before bed, would you like one Jean?"

"No thanks 'Ro." she smiled, then continued her way up the flight of stairs.



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This is easy as lovers go. So don't complicate it by hesitating.
This is wonderful as loving goes.
This is tailor-made, what's the sense in waiting?


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The hallway was quiet, now that most of the mansion's residents had already gone to sleep. Jean was slowly passing by Logan's room to head to her own, when something caused her to stop. It was more of a gut feeling than anything, but she just felt she had to peek inside. She had to see him.

Very carefully opening the door, Jean slowly poked her head in and peered through the dark. She raised an eyebrow, spotting Logan sitting on the floor with his back against the side of the bed and his legs bent in front of him. He suddenly glanced her way and Jean felt herself blushing for the intrusion. "I'm sorry Logan, I was-"

"It's okay," he interrupted her, his heavily gruff voice coming out as a gentle rumble from his chest.

Smiling tightly, Jean crossed the room toward him, her sock clad feet silent on the partially carpeted wooden floor. "Mind if I have a seat?" she asked softly, gesturing to a spot on the floor beside him.

Logan shrugged uninterestedly before mumbling, "Free country."

Nodding with a short laugh, Jean lowered herself to the floor next to him. She watched his features, and for some reason she thought he might be mad at her. "Are you okay?"

"Mm..." he responded quietly without looking at her. Logan's gaze remained fixed on his bare feet, and he found himself absently tugging at the sweatpants he wore.

Jean's eyebrows furrowed and she refused to look away, even though he wouldn't face her. "I thought you'd be asleep still." she said truthfully.

Shaking his head sadly, Logan finally rose his chin and looked into Jean's beautiful green eyes. "No..." he whispered in an anguished way.

Suddenly understanding his troubles, though knowing he wouldn't say anything about it, Jean put a comforting hand on his shoulder, smiling slightly when he didn't pull away. "Hey, um...have you remembered anything about..uh..-"

Saving her from stumbling with something to say, Logan interrupted. "I..remember Storm." he said with a little smile. "An' what happened at Liberty Island."

Jean nodded, slowly removing her hand from his t-shirt clad shoulder. After a moment's pause, she frowned and said, "I'm sorry."

Raising a confused eyebrow, Logan turned toward her, shifting in his seat on the floor. "Why?" he let out quietly.

Jean sighed. "For everything..." biting her lower lip, she continued with the memory she felt Logan should know about. "For...you leaving. Just before you left, you and I-"

"I know."

"You..know?" now it was Jean's turn to be confused as she raised an eyebrow at Logan, turning to fully face him.

"Yeh.." he confirmed, a little remorseful that he hadn't said anything sooner. "Listen Jean, it's not yer fault...I was bein' an ass. I was.." he paused, this was hard for him to admit. "I was jealous...that you were with Scott, an' you didn't love me."

Jean's eyes widened, and for the first time since he'd been home, she felt as though she was getting the real Logan back. And now she needed him to know something. "But..I'm not with Scott anymore, I told him it's over."

Logan raised his head, somewhat surprised. "What? Why?" he was glad, in a way, but also shocked. He just wanted Jean to be happy, and if that meant that she actually wasn't with Scott, well...

"Because..." she started a little hesitantly, before reaching out a hand and gently cupping Logan's face. "I love you."

Shocked in way that showed he was happy, Logan's eyes widened and he smiled, reaching a hand out to rest on the back of Jean's neck. "..I love you too." he assured her, then grinned slyly as he paused for a moment, then said, "I'm gonna kiss ya," with a smirk.

Jean laughed, tilting her head down a little and looking up into Logan's dark eyes from under her delicate eyebrows. Her lips twitched a little, and soon she found herself being drawn toward Logan, then their lips met for the long-awaited kiss of true love between them.

Pulling away slowly, and grinning, Logan remarked, "That was sure as hell better'n the first time we kissed."

Jean found herself blushing a little, and something struck her. The first time they kissed was after the school had been attacked, it was in the woods just under the X-Jet. She smiled, staring into his eyes. "You remember?"

"I'm rememberin' everythin' now darlin'." he answered with a grin as if the kiss had brought back all the memories he'd been missing, though obviously not counting the ones from before Weapon-X. Since their little outing in the rain, Logan had been given alot of time to think as he sat in his room. During that time, things he'd missed out on were gradually coming back to him.

Nodding, Jean slowly stood and reached a hand out to help him up as she sat down on the bed.

Logan took her hand, their gazes never leaving the other's. Sitting beside her on the bed, he held her hand dearly, bowing his head a little. "Jean..I want you ta marry me." he said quietly and intensely, leaning toward her.

Jean's mouth fell open a little, and she gazed at him lovingly. "Me too." she answered with a grin.

"Really?" he asked, raising his head as though he were surprised. "I..I jus' want you ta be happy darlin'." he told her honestly, gently caressing her hand.

"Marrying you will make me happy, Logan." she told him quietly, then he took her in his arms and they kissed again, a long movie-like kiss, something Jean had always dreamed would happen.

And they were then truly happy, together.



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I said, "I've got to be honest, I've been waiting for you all my life."
For so long I thought I was asylum bound, but just seeing you makes me think twice.
And being with you here makes me sane, I fear I'll go crazy if you leave my side.

"You've got wits, you've got looks, you've got passion,
but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight?"

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


Note: Aww...it's over...*sniffles* Oh, and I'll let you figure out what happened after that kiss. As if it isn't obvious. x_- hehe. *smirks* I'm thinkin' of doing a sequel, but that won't be for awhile. I've already promised a sequel to The Drifters, which I'd hafta do before even thinkin' 'bout writing any other sequels. Well...later for now! -Please review!-