A/N: I'm so sorry!!! School's been hectic with final exams and Summer Vacation coming up… TOMORROW!! ((Grins happily)) So I'll be able to spend more time on this. I also got another story up called 'Misery'. It's a Batman story with an unusual bad guy, if you have the time check it out and tell me what you think. :)
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(Dawson's P.O.V)
The last month has been filled with confusion, hurt, and anger with the occasional happy moment. Happy moment: waking up with Jennie in my bed. Despite popular suspicion, nothing happened. It's been a week since the accident, the last time I saw Jennie. They said she's awake now, but I won't go and see her. I can't… I just can't…
The tension between Bruce and Logan has loosened some. I have resorted to calling them both 'dad' when the other isn't around; it's easier that way.
We moved to Gotham the night of Jennie's accident, after we found out she'd be okay. Wayne Manor is huge, bigger than the man in Bayville. Blake insists on sleeping in my room with me even though his room is right next door. I think he's have nightmares but he won't admit it. Dick went back to Buldhaven and Bruce took back the role as Batman, which is weird. Mom forced me and Bruce to spend some time together, 'father son bonding' she called it. I hadn't noticed it until then, while we were eating at the local fast food joint I dragged him in. He had reached for a fry when I noticed the scars on his hands. The one across his face was obvious and I already had an idea how that happened… After a couple left our table after getting an autograph, I asked him about it.
His face darkened slightly and he muttered, "It's how it all started." And that was the last we ever talked about it.
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"Absolutely not."
"Please?"
"No."
"Pl-ease?"
Dawson sighed leaning back in his chair listening to the bats screeching overhead. Bruce shook his head walking around the cave collecting items. He paused pulling on his cowl and glanced down at Blake clutching his cape.
"I wanna go with you dad!" He wined.
Batman scowled.
Dawson stood up stretching his arms over his head, "Blake, knock it off. You'll just get in the way."
"Nu uh!" Blake frowned sticking his tongue out.
"Why don't you have Dawson take you to the mansion to play with Tommy and Cane?" Batman suggested hiding his amusement with a blank look when Dawson glared at him.
"Will you Dawson?" Blake pleaded giving his best puppy dog look.
"You owe me dad," Dawson hissed at Batman, "Come on squirt, let's go." He sighed trudging towards the stairs.
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Logan stalked into the kitchen looking for some relief from the heat. A cool blast of air hit him head on as he pulled open the 'fridge door, it was quickly replaced by the hot air surrounding him once the door was closed. Pop in hand, Logan turned cracking open the can and swallowed the whole thing down in one gulp.
"Hey."
He looked up finding Dawson standing in the doorway, a smile slowly crossed his lips, "'bout time ya came back."
"Yea well," Dawson shrugged jokingly, "Blake wanted to come back for the day," Logan nodded, "Anything happen… while I was gone?"
"Rahne had her baby."
Dawson smiled, "Really? Boy or girl?"
"Girl. Name's Lilly," Logan paused and changed subjects, "You should go talk ta Jennifer."
"I uh… I don't know if I-"
Logan frowned slightly, "She misses you." He interrupted Dawson's stuttering sending him into shocked silence.
A minute passed by agonizingly slow, "But…" Dawson bowed his head, "How could she?"
"You saved her life," Dawson lifted his head looking Logan in the eye, "Go."
He hesitated briefly then turned and walked back out the door.
"Ya did a good thing, for once."
Logan glanced over his shoulder at Rogue and rolled his eyes, "I do good things." He grunted looking back to the door.
Rogue nodded slowly, "It's been a while."
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The rope burns were still evident around her neck; it scared her to think that she had come mere seconds away from dying. Kurt laid on the edge of her bed, his head hanging over the corner; he smiled weakly at her and fell off. Jennifer smiled going back to looking out the window at the kids playing in the yard. A light knock at the door startled Kurt causing him to 'bamf' from the room.
"Come in." Jennifer called out pulling herself away from the window.
The door slowly swung open revealing Dawson clad in a skintight white t-shirt and blue jeans. Jennifer stood up unable to hide her surprise.
"You're back."
Dawson nodded, "Only for a little while. Can we talk?"
"Yea, why don't we go for a walk?" She asked as she grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door.
"Uh, sure." He could see the rope burns on her neck, suppressing a shudder he followed along beside her watching his feet.
Once they started down the path into the woods he looked up and frowned slightly, "I'm sorry." He said suddenly pulling his hand away from hers.
Jennifer furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "For what? If anything ah should be thanking you."
"Thanking me? You almost died 'cause I was too slow getting to you. If it weren't for that weird blue smoke-"
"Kurt," Jennifer cut in, "That was Kurt. Dawson you're the one who saved me, who got there in time." She smiled taking his hand again.
Dawson stared at her blankly, "I don't know," He said pulling his hand away again, "I feel like… like I failed you."
"You didn't fail anyone," Jennifer persisted, "Why are you doing this to yourself?"
"I have ta go get Blake, we need ta get back home."
"Dawson!" Jennifer cried reaching for his arm as he turned.
Dawson stepped out of her grasp staring at her painfully, "I can't, this was a bad idea. I'm sorry."
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