Title: Broken
Disclaimer: The X-men are not mine…Review: Please!
Note: I'm Dutch so my grammar probably sucks…
Note 2: ****** = Change of time or place…….=Telepathic speech
Italics = Thoughts
~……~ = Dreams
*……* = Emphasis
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Hey there! This is a slightly changed part three. Not much has changed, but I tried to make the personalities of Logan and Remy a bit more realistic than it was before…
Gambit appeared from the shadows, he had been standing there for 15 minutes, without Logan noticing him. Normally he would have detected him within a few seconds, but this time Logan was oblivious to Remy's presence. And that was exactly what Remy was worried about.
He walked up to Logan and asked cautiously; 'Mon ami, are y' alright? Logan?'
Logan stared blankly in the distance.
'Logan…you're scaring me…answer me please?'
Again Remy got no reaction. He realized he wouldn't get any when he stayed here outside. Without a second thought Remy pulled of his duster and draped it around Logan's shoulders, he waited for a reaction, but when he got none he put his arm around Logan and led him towards the boathouse. Logan let it all happen. Once they arrived at the boathouse Remy put Logan on the couch and talked to him.
'What were y' doing outside in y' T-shirt? Y' crazy, you're gonna be ill even with that healing factor of y'! Come on, big guy talk t' me…'
He pulled off Logan's wet shirt and put some blankets around him. What in the world could have happened to him?
Logan started to shiver and Remy wondered if that was a good or bad sign. Maybe I should call Hank, he would know what to do. But on the other hand, it's maybe better if I first discover what upset him… He decided to do the latter and tried to warm his best friend up with some blankets.
After half an hour talking to Logan and trying to get him out of his trance he finally got a reaction. Logan, who had been staring in front of him, dropped his gaze and ashamed said; 'Thanks, Rem…'
'Hey, you're here again? Merci Dieu…'Feeling better?'
'Yeah, feeling better…just tired…' Logan answered quietly.
'Y' can stay here an' get some rest, okay? I'll stay with y'.'
'Thanks, but I can go to the mansion, that's maybe better…'
Yeah, right, in this weather? No way, y' stay here and get some sleep. Why does he want to the mansion? He has slept here before, after our drinking nights…why not now?
Logan, too tired to argue, obeyed and lay down on the couch. He slept instantly and Remy put some of the blankets on top of him. Remy cleaned up the wet blankets and Logan's shirt and lay down on the other couch.
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It was only two in the morning when Remy woke abruptly from a peaceful sleep. It took a while to register what was happening and he realized suddenly that it was Logan who was trashing on the couch. His claws were extended and he looked frightened. Merde! He has a nightmare! What am I supposed to do? Wake him up? Yes, I should wake him up before he hurts himself…He stood next to Logan, carefully not letting Logan cut him with his claws.
'Logan, wake up!' He yelled. But Logan didn't hear him. Ok, if yelling doesn't help, I'll have to try something else… But how? He grabbed Logan's wrists and tried to stop him from moving, it was difficult but it seemed to help. Logan calmed down a bit.
'Come on, wake up. It's alright, I'm with y'. Calm down…' Remy coaxed Logan back to reality. After a few anxious moments Logan slowly opened his eyes and Remy let out a relieved sigh.
'Merde, Logan. Y' had me scared for a while. Are y' alright? Logan?'
Logan looked at him with big, fearful eyes. 'Remy? What? I could've…I could've killed you…' He pushed Gambit away and stood trembling on the other end of the room.
'Logan? Y' didn't hurt me. Everything is ok. Really. Come over here, please?' Mon Dieu, I have to calm him down…
'I hurt ya, I always hurt other people…I'm an animal…don't want to…no …I hurt ya…no…Remy…no…' Logan stared in the dark mumbling to himself.
Remy walked up to him. 'Logan, you're not an animal, y' know that, come on, let's sit down.' He reached out to touch him, but Logan pushed his hand away violently. 'No don't touch me! Stay away! Don't hurt me!!!' No, go away, go away, don't hurt me, go away, just go away!' Remy was confused, first Logan was afraid that Logan hurt *him* and a few seconds later it was the opposite.
'I'm not going Logan to hurt y', talk t' me, calm down! You're my best friend and I would never hurt y'! Calm down!' This calmed Logan down a bit. "Ok, that's it…calm down, let's sit on the couch.'
Remy guided Logan to the couch and he was relieved Logan cooperated. It's okay, y' are save, nobody is going hurt y', everything is fine…' He whispered soothingly.
After a few minutes Logan's trembling subsided and he looked down ashamed.
'Hey, y' gonna tell me what's going on now?' Remy asked softly.
'Nothing…thanks…' was Logan's soft answer, he felt like an idiot.
'That didn't look like nothing, Logan' He got no reply.
'Merde, don't do this Logan, please, don't hurt yourself even worse. I'm your friend y' can trust me…'
Logan took a deep breath. 'I can't talk about it Rem…'
'Of course y' can…Come on Logan tell me…I'll help y' deal with it, no matter what it is…'
'I just don't want to bother ya Remy, just let it be…I 'll get over it…'
'Non! Y' don' get over it if y' don' talk about it!' Man, he's stubborn…But I've got to let him open up about it, otherwise he'll never get it out of his system.
'Don' shut me out Logan! Tell me!'
'I can't, ya don't understand! Nobody understands!
Well at least that's something… ' What Logan? What is it that I don' understand?'
'Nothing!'
*sigh* 'If y' don't explain I'll never be able to understand! Speak t' me Logan!'
'It's just…'
'Oui, go on?' Come on, let it out
'I'm tired and everything goes wrong.'
'Remy, still don' understand. Why y' tired?'
'Nightmares…' Logan quietly answered.
'Bout, the experiment? They're back?'
Logan nodded and looked up to Remy. 'Yeah, they're back…but it's different somehow this time…worse….'
'I'm sorry, mon ami… I really am.'
'Don't be sorry, it ain't yer fault…'
'Why didn't y' tell me? Y' could've talked t' me.'
'I didn't want to bother ya, ya have enough problems already with Rogue and all…'
'Y' could've talked t' me! Y' know I'm there for y'. Y' ve been there f' me so many times!'
'Sorry…'
'Okay, y' also said that everything goes wrong. What do 'y mean?'
'Like with yesterday…'
'The mission?'
'Yeah…I shouldn't have lost control there, with those people around.'
'I know, but it did happen though. Any idea how? I mean y' tried t' control it, right?'
'Of course! Damn Remy don't say that, not you too…'
'Me too? What do y' mean, mon ami?'
'The others… they're mad, 'cause the think I didn't try hard 'nough.'
'All of them? I can't believe Stormy being mad at y' f' somethin' like losing control.'
'I dunno, the people I came across were…haven't seen 'Ro though.'
'Well the ones who were jez didn't think straight! So how did it happen?'
'I saw Creed and something snapped inside me, normally I…well I'm mad at him, but I never let go if there're others around. So I figured it has ta be the lack of sleep.'
'So the nightmares are the real problem here. What could've triggered their return?'
'I don't know…God knows what…'
'Mebbe we should ask the Prof.?'
'Yeah, right…. He's probably sick 'n tired of me and my problems. Besides he 's mad at me'
'He one of the people y' came across? What about 'Ro? She always helps me when somethin' 's wrong.'
'Ya think she can figure it out?'
'Well at least she can try, right?'
'Guess yer right…'Ro is pretty good at listening and helping people, maybe we should ask her…'
'Oui, we gonna solve this, mon ami! Together!'