Disclaimer: I do not; in a way, shape, or form, own the X-Men. Any of them! *sigh* Happy now? Oh yeah and the song is called 'Breathe' by Greenwheel, I don't own *that* either. So what the hell do I own? Don't ask me..
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, those of you who did. As for the journal writer, I'm pretty sure all of you guessed Scott, after reading it again I almost thought it was Scott myself. But nope, the journal writer is Remy. And a cyber cookie goes to *Kate* for guessing the stranger as Logan. Congrats. ^_^
BTW- So i don't confuse you guys, this chap. isn't gonna be in journal form. And I'm not gonna even try writing Gambit's accent 'coz it'd come out too bad. So you'll hafta use your imaginations.
Chapter 3: Friend or Foe
Logan was coming back one last time to bring the wood to the pile near the door of the bunker. He heard noises coming from the woods. Turning around he saw Rogue, Jean and Kurt coming back from the 'playground' in the woods.
"Logan!" Jean said, surprised.
Rogue looked at him. "What're yah doin' out here sugah? Yah barely got any clothes on and it's cold out!"
Kurt just smiled happily, not paying any attention, and ran inside.
Jean walked toward Logan. "Rogue's right, it's not good for you to be out here like that."
Logan sighed and turned towards the wood he collected. "Well I brought ya some wood fer the fire." He shrugged. "It's the least I could do. B'sides, ya didn't have any left."
Jean smiled slightly, then looked confused. She stared at the cleanly cut wood. "W-Wha? How did you cut all that wood? We only have one axe and it's very small..."
Logan stumbled for a moment, thinking of how to explain his other ability. He grunted, letting loose all six of his adamantium claws. "I got these." He said simply.
Jean gasped, taking a step back as she was shocked at first. She then found herself fascinated by his unique attributes. "A-Are those another part of your healing mutation?" She asked curiously.
Logan retracted his claws, looking down at the ground. "Eh, I dunno." He paused. "Well, they ain't natural." Logan sighed, scratching the back of his head. "I got enhanced senses too." He smiled faintly.
"Well I'm just learning more about you all the time Logan." Jean smirked, opening the bunker door. "Now come on inside, you must be freezing."
Logan followed her in, glad that she didn't seem too frightened by the claws.
Jean noticed the great warmth as she entered the bunker. Logan had apparently already lit the fire. Jubilee was snuggled up in her cot with some blankets. Jean smiled, walking over to the girl as Logan went into the kitchen area where Rogue and Kurt were. "Hey Jubes."
Jubilee smiled widely. "Hiya Jean."
Jean sat down on the cot next to Jubilee. "Were you alright with Logan while we were gone?" She trusted Logan, although some aspects of him frightened her a bit, such as his deadly claws. Jean knew that Logan wouldn't hurt Jubilee, but she'd feel better knowing that Jubes trusted him as well.
"Yeah, he was real nice. He brought us wood for the fire." She grinned. Jubilee already trusted Logan and found herself quite attached to him.
"Yes he did." Jean smiled. "I'm glad he was nice to you Jubes."
"His feet were bweeding when we were outside. He told me to go back in because it's too cold out, but I told him that he should go inside too." Jubilee said proudly.
"I'm glad he made go back inside Jubilee. You really shouldn't have gone out there." She looked at the girl sternly. Then Jean's expression softened a little. "His feet were bleeding?" Jean asked, recalling what Jubilee had said.
She nodded. "Uh huh. Must be 'cuz he don't got any shoes."
Jean got up off the cot. She looked down at Jubilee. "You stay put now, I'm gonna go make some hot tea." She walked away, into the kitchen area.
In the kitchen, Logan sat on one of the stools while Rogue started boiling water over the fire. Kurt was sitting infront of Logan and staring at him.
Logan cocked an eyebrow at the small blue boy. "What?"
Kurt grinned, showing his fangs. He swished his tail behind him. "How come you don't got all your clothes?" He asked, like a pesky little child who wants to know the answer to everything.
Logan grunted. "I dunno."
Jean walked into the room and Logan's eyes drifted towards her.
Kurt continued his questioning. "Why don't you got any shoes?"
Logan turned back to the pesky little boy. "I dunno."
Jean came over to Kurt, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Kurt, why don't you go play a game with Jubes or something? Stop bothering Logan."
Kurt rolled his eyes and 'ported into the other room.
Logan smiled at Jean for rescuing him from the interrogation.
"Logan, are you okay?" Jean asked suddenly.
"Yeah, fine. Why?" He asked, looking up at her from his seat.
"Jubilee said your feet were bleeding when you were outside."
Logan shrugged. "Yeah, it's nothin'. I told ya, I'm a fast healer."
Jean sighed at his stubborness. "That frostbite doesn't look all healed up to me. And if you don't rest so you will heal, it will just get worse you know."
Logan grunted. "Alright, I'm goin'."
Jean grinned. "I'll get you a hot washcloth to clean that up." She said, pointing to his wounded feet.
Logan nodded and got up, going back to the cot he had been sleeping in. He limped slightly as he did so. He hadn't really noticed how much the frostbite actually hurt until now.
Later on, it was getting late and Remy still hadn't gotten back from the army base. Rogue was getting a little worried, fearing that he had been caught.
Suddenly Remy came through the door, carrying with him a bundle of clothes, some boots, a medicine bottle in his pocket, and blankets.
"Remy!" Rogue nearly squeeled, running over to him to get some of the supplies. She slapped him lightly on the shoulder.
"What was that for chere?"
"What the hell took yah so long!? We were gettin' worried."
Remy half-smiled. "Hey how 'bout you go try steelin' all this stuff without gettin' caught." He replied smugly.
Rogue sighed. "Ahlright, ahlright, now did yah get everythin'?"
Remy nodded. "Clothes and boots for our stranger." He said, tossing the boots and clothing to Logan as he walked in with Jean from the kitchen.
Logan caught the bundle and nodded. "Thanks." He set the clothes aside, not bothering to put them on now because he was just going to bed anyway.
Remy tossed another bundle and a bottle to Jean. "Some blankets fo' Jubilee, and medicine fo' her cough."
Jean put the blankets on a cot near where Kurt and Jubilee were fast asleep and went into the kitchen to put the medicine in a cupboard.
Remy sighed, walking over to his cot that Logan had been sleeping in. "I am dead tired." He said yawning.
Rogue yawned too and layed down on her cot with some blankets. She told Gambit about Logan and the wood he had brought in and he was grateful.
Jean came back into the room, looking at Logan, Remy and Rogue.
Remy started to get off his cot, he looked over at Logan. "I'm gettin' up mon ami, I'll be takin' the floor again tonight."
Logan put his hand up to stop Remy. "Don't worry 'bout it. I'll take the floor, it's yer bed anyway and ya deserve a good night's sleep."
Remy was about to argue but Jean stopped him. She looked over at Logan. "Logan, you can stay with me in my cot." She suddenly felt awkward. "Uh-I mean well...it's better than the floor...it's not too big but...I don't mind if you don't." She shrugged.
Logan shrugged, looking at the surprised look on Gambit's face that he was trying to hide. "Uh..alright I guess."
Remy shook his head to himself and rolled over in his cot to face the wall, pulling the blankets close and tried to fall asleep. He was sort of jealous actually. Why hadn't Jean offered for him to stay in her bed instead of a complete stranger? He shouldn't really have been jealous. He wasn't *that* jealous. Remy actually liked Rogue, not Jean, but he didn't trust Logan still and was weary of the whole situation.
Jean sat down on her cot and smiled, motioning for Logan to come over. "You coming?." She asked him.
Logan nodded, settling down on the cot near the wall. He was kind of at a loss as to where he should put his arms. It was sort of an uncomfortable position and a strange moment. He wanted to wrap his arms around Jean, but thought she may be uneasy about that.
Jean snuggled up next to him, half-rolling over and looking into his eyes. She gently took his arm and pulled it over her to drape her shoulders comfortably and wrap around her. She could sense the tension he was feeling and tried to reassure him. "It's okay Logan, you can hold me you know."
Logan sort of chuckled, the tension dissappearing. "Sorry Jeannie." He mumbled. "I ain't used ta this."
"Neither am I." Jean said softly, snuggling closer to his chest.
After some moving around a bit, and Jean apologizing for accidently jabbing Logan in the ribs a few times, they both fell asleep.
A/N: Getting into a bit L/J here (keep in mind that they *are* about the same age in my universe ;) )...R/R may be coming later on...I'll have to see about that. Please Review guys. ~*DarkChaos*~
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, those of you who did. As for the journal writer, I'm pretty sure all of you guessed Scott, after reading it again I almost thought it was Scott myself. But nope, the journal writer is Remy. And a cyber cookie goes to *Kate* for guessing the stranger as Logan. Congrats. ^_^
BTW- So i don't confuse you guys, this chap. isn't gonna be in journal form. And I'm not gonna even try writing Gambit's accent 'coz it'd come out too bad. So you'll hafta use your imaginations.
Chapter 3: Friend or Foe
Logan was coming back one last time to bring the wood to the pile near the door of the bunker. He heard noises coming from the woods. Turning around he saw Rogue, Jean and Kurt coming back from the 'playground' in the woods.
"Logan!" Jean said, surprised.
Rogue looked at him. "What're yah doin' out here sugah? Yah barely got any clothes on and it's cold out!"
Kurt just smiled happily, not paying any attention, and ran inside.
Jean walked toward Logan. "Rogue's right, it's not good for you to be out here like that."
Logan sighed and turned towards the wood he collected. "Well I brought ya some wood fer the fire." He shrugged. "It's the least I could do. B'sides, ya didn't have any left."
Jean smiled slightly, then looked confused. She stared at the cleanly cut wood. "W-Wha? How did you cut all that wood? We only have one axe and it's very small..."
Logan stumbled for a moment, thinking of how to explain his other ability. He grunted, letting loose all six of his adamantium claws. "I got these." He said simply.
Jean gasped, taking a step back as she was shocked at first. She then found herself fascinated by his unique attributes. "A-Are those another part of your healing mutation?" She asked curiously.
Logan retracted his claws, looking down at the ground. "Eh, I dunno." He paused. "Well, they ain't natural." Logan sighed, scratching the back of his head. "I got enhanced senses too." He smiled faintly.
"Well I'm just learning more about you all the time Logan." Jean smirked, opening the bunker door. "Now come on inside, you must be freezing."
Logan followed her in, glad that she didn't seem too frightened by the claws.
Jean noticed the great warmth as she entered the bunker. Logan had apparently already lit the fire. Jubilee was snuggled up in her cot with some blankets. Jean smiled, walking over to the girl as Logan went into the kitchen area where Rogue and Kurt were. "Hey Jubes."
Jubilee smiled widely. "Hiya Jean."
Jean sat down on the cot next to Jubilee. "Were you alright with Logan while we were gone?" She trusted Logan, although some aspects of him frightened her a bit, such as his deadly claws. Jean knew that Logan wouldn't hurt Jubilee, but she'd feel better knowing that Jubes trusted him as well.
"Yeah, he was real nice. He brought us wood for the fire." She grinned. Jubilee already trusted Logan and found herself quite attached to him.
"Yes he did." Jean smiled. "I'm glad he was nice to you Jubes."
"His feet were bweeding when we were outside. He told me to go back in because it's too cold out, but I told him that he should go inside too." Jubilee said proudly.
"I'm glad he made go back inside Jubilee. You really shouldn't have gone out there." She looked at the girl sternly. Then Jean's expression softened a little. "His feet were bleeding?" Jean asked, recalling what Jubilee had said.
She nodded. "Uh huh. Must be 'cuz he don't got any shoes."
Jean got up off the cot. She looked down at Jubilee. "You stay put now, I'm gonna go make some hot tea." She walked away, into the kitchen area.
In the kitchen, Logan sat on one of the stools while Rogue started boiling water over the fire. Kurt was sitting infront of Logan and staring at him.
Logan cocked an eyebrow at the small blue boy. "What?"
Kurt grinned, showing his fangs. He swished his tail behind him. "How come you don't got all your clothes?" He asked, like a pesky little child who wants to know the answer to everything.
Logan grunted. "I dunno."
Jean walked into the room and Logan's eyes drifted towards her.
Kurt continued his questioning. "Why don't you got any shoes?"
Logan turned back to the pesky little boy. "I dunno."
Jean came over to Kurt, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Kurt, why don't you go play a game with Jubes or something? Stop bothering Logan."
Kurt rolled his eyes and 'ported into the other room.
Logan smiled at Jean for rescuing him from the interrogation.
"Logan, are you okay?" Jean asked suddenly.
"Yeah, fine. Why?" He asked, looking up at her from his seat.
"Jubilee said your feet were bleeding when you were outside."
Logan shrugged. "Yeah, it's nothin'. I told ya, I'm a fast healer."
Jean sighed at his stubborness. "That frostbite doesn't look all healed up to me. And if you don't rest so you will heal, it will just get worse you know."
Logan grunted. "Alright, I'm goin'."
Jean grinned. "I'll get you a hot washcloth to clean that up." She said, pointing to his wounded feet.
Logan nodded and got up, going back to the cot he had been sleeping in. He limped slightly as he did so. He hadn't really noticed how much the frostbite actually hurt until now.
Later on, it was getting late and Remy still hadn't gotten back from the army base. Rogue was getting a little worried, fearing that he had been caught.
Suddenly Remy came through the door, carrying with him a bundle of clothes, some boots, a medicine bottle in his pocket, and blankets.
"Remy!" Rogue nearly squeeled, running over to him to get some of the supplies. She slapped him lightly on the shoulder.
"What was that for chere?"
"What the hell took yah so long!? We were gettin' worried."
Remy half-smiled. "Hey how 'bout you go try steelin' all this stuff without gettin' caught." He replied smugly.
Rogue sighed. "Ahlright, ahlright, now did yah get everythin'?"
Remy nodded. "Clothes and boots for our stranger." He said, tossing the boots and clothing to Logan as he walked in with Jean from the kitchen.
Logan caught the bundle and nodded. "Thanks." He set the clothes aside, not bothering to put them on now because he was just going to bed anyway.
Remy tossed another bundle and a bottle to Jean. "Some blankets fo' Jubilee, and medicine fo' her cough."
Jean put the blankets on a cot near where Kurt and Jubilee were fast asleep and went into the kitchen to put the medicine in a cupboard.
Remy sighed, walking over to his cot that Logan had been sleeping in. "I am dead tired." He said yawning.
Rogue yawned too and layed down on her cot with some blankets. She told Gambit about Logan and the wood he had brought in and he was grateful.
Jean came back into the room, looking at Logan, Remy and Rogue.
Remy started to get off his cot, he looked over at Logan. "I'm gettin' up mon ami, I'll be takin' the floor again tonight."
Logan put his hand up to stop Remy. "Don't worry 'bout it. I'll take the floor, it's yer bed anyway and ya deserve a good night's sleep."
Remy was about to argue but Jean stopped him. She looked over at Logan. "Logan, you can stay with me in my cot." She suddenly felt awkward. "Uh-I mean well...it's better than the floor...it's not too big but...I don't mind if you don't." She shrugged.
Logan shrugged, looking at the surprised look on Gambit's face that he was trying to hide. "Uh..alright I guess."
Remy shook his head to himself and rolled over in his cot to face the wall, pulling the blankets close and tried to fall asleep. He was sort of jealous actually. Why hadn't Jean offered for him to stay in her bed instead of a complete stranger? He shouldn't really have been jealous. He wasn't *that* jealous. Remy actually liked Rogue, not Jean, but he didn't trust Logan still and was weary of the whole situation.
Jean sat down on her cot and smiled, motioning for Logan to come over. "You coming?." She asked him.
Logan nodded, settling down on the cot near the wall. He was kind of at a loss as to where he should put his arms. It was sort of an uncomfortable position and a strange moment. He wanted to wrap his arms around Jean, but thought she may be uneasy about that.
Jean snuggled up next to him, half-rolling over and looking into his eyes. She gently took his arm and pulled it over her to drape her shoulders comfortably and wrap around her. She could sense the tension he was feeling and tried to reassure him. "It's okay Logan, you can hold me you know."
Logan sort of chuckled, the tension dissappearing. "Sorry Jeannie." He mumbled. "I ain't used ta this."
"Neither am I." Jean said softly, snuggling closer to his chest.
After some moving around a bit, and Jean apologizing for accidently jabbing Logan in the ribs a few times, they both fell asleep.
A/N: Getting into a bit L/J here (keep in mind that they *are* about the same age in my universe ;) )...R/R may be coming later on...I'll have to see about that. Please Review guys. ~*DarkChaos*~