Author's Note: Things are gonna start to move kinda fast (about 14 years later) after this chap. If anything is too unclear or something, just tell me in a review. This *is* AU, so expect things to be different. Oh yeah, and i did decided to try a bit of Gambit's accent. ;) Don't hate me if it totally sux.
Chapter 4: Precious moments we must grasp
"And I can't ask for things to be still again,
No I can't ask for you
To offer the world through your eyes
Longing for home again
But home, is a feeling I buried in you
I'm alright
I'm alright
It only hurts when I breathe"
Jean woke in the morning around 7, carefully lifting Logan's arm over her and slipping off the cot. She smiled, looking down at him and how peaceful he seemed sleeping there. Jean then walked toward the kitchen, after noticing that Jubilee and Kurt were still sleeping, as well as Rogue. She sensed Remy in the kitchen as she walked in.
Remy leaned casually against the wall, staring at the fire that was going out. Without looking up, he greeted Jean. "Mornin' chere, sleep well?" He said with a bit of a smirk.
Jean glared at him, a little surprised, then she grinned. "Actually I slept very well, thank you Remy."
Remy stood straight up as Jean brought a pan of water to the fire. "Hey can you re-light the fire for me?"
He nodded, crouching down to the pit. Remy touched a burt log with his bare hand, the energy going into it until it crackled and sparked, lighting up a nice fire once again. He got back up, dusting off his hands on his pants.
Jean smiled a 'thank you' and using her telekinesis, so as not to get burned, she placed the pan of water on a metal rack over the flames.
Jean walked over to the table in the corner, that was pretty much falling apart, and sat down on a stool across from Remy.
"I still don' trust him y'know." Gambit said suddenly.
Jean looked at him and frowned. She sighed. "Why *don't* you trust him Remy? I trust him and I *know* he would never intentionally hurt any of us!"
Gambit stood quickly, nearly slamming his palm down on the table. "That's the thing!" He started pacing. "'Would never hurt any of us *intentionally*." Remy repeated, emphasizing on the word 'intentionally'.
Jean sighed, but Remy wouldn't hear any of it.
"Why are you sticking up fo' him Jean?!" He paused, frustrated.
"Because I think I'm falling in love with him!" Jean retorted, unexpectantly. She put her hand up to her mouth, not expecting those words to escape from her own lips.
Remy looked at her wide-eyed. He thought about what she had said for a moment, without saying one word. He thought of the love he felt between himself and Rogue and realized that Jean never had that chance. Remy was the only older man around, and he was Rogue's. Jean knew that, she'd felt it, although neither of them had said it straight out. Remy was about to speak again, but Jean stopped him.
"I know what you're thinking Remy, and don't even say it." She sighed and looked away.
"Alright chere, I won' say nothin'." He paused, thinking of defending himself against trusting Logan again. "But those claws of his...he may not mean ta hurt anyone, but they *are* dangerous non? The man don' even know what happened to 'im or anytin' 'bout him, b'sides that his name is Logan. We don' even know if that's his real name."
Jean bit her lip, feeling the presence of another in the doorway. She saw the look on Remy's face and knew who it was. Jean turned around. It was Logan, and he heard almost everything they had just said.
Logan looked up, standing in the doorway, his hand leaning against the frame. "I never meant to trouble you folks. Yer right, I'm too dangerous ta be around...I'll go." He said gruffly, turning away and walking to the door outside.
Jean looked at his face before he turned to the door. She saw the hurt look in his eyes. Jean glared at Remy who seemed happy, but guilty at the same time to see Logan go.
Logan started opening the door when he heard a tiny voice squeeling.
Jubilee had heard a little of what was going on. She shot off of her cot like a rocket and ran towards Logan. "Wait!" She yelled, running over to him and grabbing hold of his pant's leg. "Pweeeaaase don't leave." Jubilee pouted. "We need you here."
Logan looked down at her, the door still half-way open.
Jubilee stared at him with big puppy-dog eyes, tears starting to form. She had already grown quite attached to him.
Jean ran towards the door, finding movement in her legs once again. "She's right Logan, don't leave please. We *do* need you." She paused...
Logan had never truly felt *needed* before. He didn't really know what to do. "Why?" He asked gruffly, turning back to face the door.
The scene had caused quite an audience to form, and now Rogue and Kurt were up, both curious at the picture before them. Remy went over to Rogue, putting a hand up so she wouldn't say anything. Remy knew he'd screwed up, and he didn't want to make it worse now. Jean would be able to fix this...atleast, that's what he hoped.
Jean stayed silent before replying. "*I* need you." She said, looking at Logan who was still staring outside. Jean reached a hand to his chin and turned his face to look at her. His eyes were cold and hardened, she knew he'd been through hell and back just by staring into them. "I *love* you."
Logan looked shocked for a moment, then shut the door and looked back at Jean. "You *love* me?" His eyes seemed to soften a little.
Jean nodded. "I love you Logan, and I don't care what your past was like...I want to go on with *our* future."
Logan heard her say "our future". Up until recently he didn't even think he had a future. Now suddenly there was one infront of his face, offering it to him. He excepted it, smiling slightly, although a little confused.
Jean smiled, tears of joy streaming down her face. She reached up and embraced Logan in a hug, then kissed him on the cheek. Remy and the others *were* still watching you know.
Logan felt another small tug at his pants. He looked down to see a smiling Jubilee.
"I wuv you too Wolvie." She grinned, reaching up for a hug.
Logan let go of his hold on Jean and she stepped back a little. He saw Jubilee reaching her arms up towards him and he didn't quite know what to do.
Jean nudged him. "She wants a hug." She whispered.
Logan bent down, picking Jubilee up in a weary hug.
Jubilee smiled, without hesitance she wrapped her small arms around his neck and squeezed. "You get to be a part of our family now too!"
Jean looked at Logan, noting his weariness. She knew he wasn't used to this and it was all new to him. Jean pried Jubilee away from him and set the girl on the ground as Kurt bounded over to the group.
"Can we have breakfast now Jean?"
Logan chuckled and Jean laughed at the small boy. "Ofcourse we can Kurt, come on." She started toward the kitchen, grinning back at Logan.
He sighed, scratching the back of his head and decided to go change into the clothes Remy had brought the other day.
Remy shrugged, looking at Rogue who seemed incredibly shocked at everything that just happened. "Wha's wrong chere?" He smiled smugly. "You didn't know she liked him?"
Rogue playfully slapped Remy's arm. "Like you *did* Swamp-Rat?" She retorted, smiling.
Remy got up, dragging Rogue to her feet as they went to go eat breakfast.
Jean, Remy, Rogue, Jubilee, and Kurt sat at the table eating oatmeal when Logan came in, cleaner looking and dressed.
"You clean up nice there sugah." Rogue said as he came in and sat down.
Logan grunted. "Uh..thanks."
Jean smiled and practically during the whole morning she just kept staring at him. She couldn't get over the fact that he had stayed, let alone that she confessed she loved him after knowing the man for about 2 days!
That night, Logan and Jean shared the same cot again, but this time Remy and Rogue were doing the same.
Rogue made sure her skin was completely covered while snuggling closer to Remy. The cajun smiled, wrapping an arm around her and nuzzling her neck. Soon the two fell asleep, completely content with their long-awaited, although silent, confession of love. Logan and Jean, unknowingly, had inspired the couple and things were much sweeter now.
During the night, Jean kept getting strange flashes of thoughts, or memories, in her head. The thoughts were violent, terrifying, and Jean could not recognize them as her own. Being unable to sleep, she sat up in bed, turning so that her feet hung over the side of the cot. She sighed deeply, and glanced at Logan. He was tossing in his sleep, more-so now that she had moved. He was practically drenched in sweat, and his face was twisted in a tortured expression. Jean suddenly realized, Logan was the one who was having the nightmare, but she kept getting parts of it, enough to wake her up.
Logan suddenly shot up in bed, gasping. He shook his head and began breathing heavily, wiping the sweat from his face with his hand.
Jean turned to him. "Logan?..." He didn't answer her, he just kept rocking back and forth slightly with his head in his hands. "Logan, are you alright?" She asked soothingly, putting a gentle hand on his back.
Logan's head snapped up, flinching and he turned toward Jean as if he hadn't known she was there. "Huh?" He took in a deep breath.
"Are you alright?"
Logan looked at her worried expression. "Y-Yeah..." He took a shuddering breath, trying to calm down. "I'm fine."
Jean frowned, then looked back into Logan's eyes. They were cold again, and pained. "Logan I-I felt some of what you were feeling....your..dream, well..parts of it were in my head." She paused, checking his expression.
He sighed. "I'm sorry Jeannie..." Logan replied, his voice full of regret.
"Don't be." Jean scooted back and snuggled up next to him on the cot, resting her head on his shoulder and pulling his arm around her. "I know more about you now.....some of what you've been through."
Logan's breathing started to go back to normal gradually. He sighed, still feeling guilty about Jean getting parts of his nightmares. It wasn't everything, only pieces...but it was enough for anyone to normally run away from him screaming. Logan looked at Jean who was staying close by his side, not even thinking about leaving. He also realized that he never said anything when Jean had told him she loved him. "I love you too Jeannie." He said, a little above a whisper.
Jean had heard him though. She smiled, sitting up and letting him lean on her this time. Jean pulled Logan close to her and just held him the rest of the night.
A/N: I know, I know, it was kinda mushy huh? *shrugs* The whole love thing kinda moved a bit fast, but i really wanted to get into the next part of the story. Hope it wasn't *too* fast. ;P And for Logan/Jean fans, I think you'll like the next chapter.
Chapter 4: Precious moments we must grasp
"And I can't ask for things to be still again,
No I can't ask for you
To offer the world through your eyes
Longing for home again
But home, is a feeling I buried in you
I'm alright
I'm alright
It only hurts when I breathe"
Jean woke in the morning around 7, carefully lifting Logan's arm over her and slipping off the cot. She smiled, looking down at him and how peaceful he seemed sleeping there. Jean then walked toward the kitchen, after noticing that Jubilee and Kurt were still sleeping, as well as Rogue. She sensed Remy in the kitchen as she walked in.
Remy leaned casually against the wall, staring at the fire that was going out. Without looking up, he greeted Jean. "Mornin' chere, sleep well?" He said with a bit of a smirk.
Jean glared at him, a little surprised, then she grinned. "Actually I slept very well, thank you Remy."
Remy stood straight up as Jean brought a pan of water to the fire. "Hey can you re-light the fire for me?"
He nodded, crouching down to the pit. Remy touched a burt log with his bare hand, the energy going into it until it crackled and sparked, lighting up a nice fire once again. He got back up, dusting off his hands on his pants.
Jean smiled a 'thank you' and using her telekinesis, so as not to get burned, she placed the pan of water on a metal rack over the flames.
Jean walked over to the table in the corner, that was pretty much falling apart, and sat down on a stool across from Remy.
"I still don' trust him y'know." Gambit said suddenly.
Jean looked at him and frowned. She sighed. "Why *don't* you trust him Remy? I trust him and I *know* he would never intentionally hurt any of us!"
Gambit stood quickly, nearly slamming his palm down on the table. "That's the thing!" He started pacing. "'Would never hurt any of us *intentionally*." Remy repeated, emphasizing on the word 'intentionally'.
Jean sighed, but Remy wouldn't hear any of it.
"Why are you sticking up fo' him Jean?!" He paused, frustrated.
"Because I think I'm falling in love with him!" Jean retorted, unexpectantly. She put her hand up to her mouth, not expecting those words to escape from her own lips.
Remy looked at her wide-eyed. He thought about what she had said for a moment, without saying one word. He thought of the love he felt between himself and Rogue and realized that Jean never had that chance. Remy was the only older man around, and he was Rogue's. Jean knew that, she'd felt it, although neither of them had said it straight out. Remy was about to speak again, but Jean stopped him.
"I know what you're thinking Remy, and don't even say it." She sighed and looked away.
"Alright chere, I won' say nothin'." He paused, thinking of defending himself against trusting Logan again. "But those claws of his...he may not mean ta hurt anyone, but they *are* dangerous non? The man don' even know what happened to 'im or anytin' 'bout him, b'sides that his name is Logan. We don' even know if that's his real name."
Jean bit her lip, feeling the presence of another in the doorway. She saw the look on Remy's face and knew who it was. Jean turned around. It was Logan, and he heard almost everything they had just said.
Logan looked up, standing in the doorway, his hand leaning against the frame. "I never meant to trouble you folks. Yer right, I'm too dangerous ta be around...I'll go." He said gruffly, turning away and walking to the door outside.
Jean looked at his face before he turned to the door. She saw the hurt look in his eyes. Jean glared at Remy who seemed happy, but guilty at the same time to see Logan go.
Logan started opening the door when he heard a tiny voice squeeling.
Jubilee had heard a little of what was going on. She shot off of her cot like a rocket and ran towards Logan. "Wait!" She yelled, running over to him and grabbing hold of his pant's leg. "Pweeeaaase don't leave." Jubilee pouted. "We need you here."
Logan looked down at her, the door still half-way open.
Jubilee stared at him with big puppy-dog eyes, tears starting to form. She had already grown quite attached to him.
Jean ran towards the door, finding movement in her legs once again. "She's right Logan, don't leave please. We *do* need you." She paused...
Logan had never truly felt *needed* before. He didn't really know what to do. "Why?" He asked gruffly, turning back to face the door.
The scene had caused quite an audience to form, and now Rogue and Kurt were up, both curious at the picture before them. Remy went over to Rogue, putting a hand up so she wouldn't say anything. Remy knew he'd screwed up, and he didn't want to make it worse now. Jean would be able to fix this...atleast, that's what he hoped.
Jean stayed silent before replying. "*I* need you." She said, looking at Logan who was still staring outside. Jean reached a hand to his chin and turned his face to look at her. His eyes were cold and hardened, she knew he'd been through hell and back just by staring into them. "I *love* you."
Logan looked shocked for a moment, then shut the door and looked back at Jean. "You *love* me?" His eyes seemed to soften a little.
Jean nodded. "I love you Logan, and I don't care what your past was like...I want to go on with *our* future."
Logan heard her say "our future". Up until recently he didn't even think he had a future. Now suddenly there was one infront of his face, offering it to him. He excepted it, smiling slightly, although a little confused.
Jean smiled, tears of joy streaming down her face. She reached up and embraced Logan in a hug, then kissed him on the cheek. Remy and the others *were* still watching you know.
Logan felt another small tug at his pants. He looked down to see a smiling Jubilee.
"I wuv you too Wolvie." She grinned, reaching up for a hug.
Logan let go of his hold on Jean and she stepped back a little. He saw Jubilee reaching her arms up towards him and he didn't quite know what to do.
Jean nudged him. "She wants a hug." She whispered.
Logan bent down, picking Jubilee up in a weary hug.
Jubilee smiled, without hesitance she wrapped her small arms around his neck and squeezed. "You get to be a part of our family now too!"
Jean looked at Logan, noting his weariness. She knew he wasn't used to this and it was all new to him. Jean pried Jubilee away from him and set the girl on the ground as Kurt bounded over to the group.
"Can we have breakfast now Jean?"
Logan chuckled and Jean laughed at the small boy. "Ofcourse we can Kurt, come on." She started toward the kitchen, grinning back at Logan.
He sighed, scratching the back of his head and decided to go change into the clothes Remy had brought the other day.
Remy shrugged, looking at Rogue who seemed incredibly shocked at everything that just happened. "Wha's wrong chere?" He smiled smugly. "You didn't know she liked him?"
Rogue playfully slapped Remy's arm. "Like you *did* Swamp-Rat?" She retorted, smiling.
Remy got up, dragging Rogue to her feet as they went to go eat breakfast.
Jean, Remy, Rogue, Jubilee, and Kurt sat at the table eating oatmeal when Logan came in, cleaner looking and dressed.
"You clean up nice there sugah." Rogue said as he came in and sat down.
Logan grunted. "Uh..thanks."
Jean smiled and practically during the whole morning she just kept staring at him. She couldn't get over the fact that he had stayed, let alone that she confessed she loved him after knowing the man for about 2 days!
That night, Logan and Jean shared the same cot again, but this time Remy and Rogue were doing the same.
Rogue made sure her skin was completely covered while snuggling closer to Remy. The cajun smiled, wrapping an arm around her and nuzzling her neck. Soon the two fell asleep, completely content with their long-awaited, although silent, confession of love. Logan and Jean, unknowingly, had inspired the couple and things were much sweeter now.
During the night, Jean kept getting strange flashes of thoughts, or memories, in her head. The thoughts were violent, terrifying, and Jean could not recognize them as her own. Being unable to sleep, she sat up in bed, turning so that her feet hung over the side of the cot. She sighed deeply, and glanced at Logan. He was tossing in his sleep, more-so now that she had moved. He was practically drenched in sweat, and his face was twisted in a tortured expression. Jean suddenly realized, Logan was the one who was having the nightmare, but she kept getting parts of it, enough to wake her up.
Logan suddenly shot up in bed, gasping. He shook his head and began breathing heavily, wiping the sweat from his face with his hand.
Jean turned to him. "Logan?..." He didn't answer her, he just kept rocking back and forth slightly with his head in his hands. "Logan, are you alright?" She asked soothingly, putting a gentle hand on his back.
Logan's head snapped up, flinching and he turned toward Jean as if he hadn't known she was there. "Huh?" He took in a deep breath.
"Are you alright?"
Logan looked at her worried expression. "Y-Yeah..." He took a shuddering breath, trying to calm down. "I'm fine."
Jean frowned, then looked back into Logan's eyes. They were cold again, and pained. "Logan I-I felt some of what you were feeling....your..dream, well..parts of it were in my head." She paused, checking his expression.
He sighed. "I'm sorry Jeannie..." Logan replied, his voice full of regret.
"Don't be." Jean scooted back and snuggled up next to him on the cot, resting her head on his shoulder and pulling his arm around her. "I know more about you now.....some of what you've been through."
Logan's breathing started to go back to normal gradually. He sighed, still feeling guilty about Jean getting parts of his nightmares. It wasn't everything, only pieces...but it was enough for anyone to normally run away from him screaming. Logan looked at Jean who was staying close by his side, not even thinking about leaving. He also realized that he never said anything when Jean had told him she loved him. "I love you too Jeannie." He said, a little above a whisper.
Jean had heard him though. She smiled, sitting up and letting him lean on her this time. Jean pulled Logan close to her and just held him the rest of the night.
A/N: I know, I know, it was kinda mushy huh? *shrugs* The whole love thing kinda moved a bit fast, but i really wanted to get into the next part of the story. Hope it wasn't *too* fast. ;P And for Logan/Jean fans, I think you'll like the next chapter.