Disclaimer: Several new characters are mine, including the plot. X-Men belongs to Marvel and Fox.
Kimenomi: The X-Men got back to the mansion when Logan was at the bottom of the cliff. He was unconscious for a while, then the emergency services arrived, then he went to the jeep and slept in it for a while. That in itself would have took at least 3 hours or more. And now he's only just started travelling, and he's not even gone far and decided he needs to stop at the bar and get some rest (he's injured and weak remember) before he continue on home, which would take another hour or so. Logan isn't even aware that the X-Men believe he is dead, so he's in no hurry.
Charles got no signal from Logan before when using Cerebro; therefore Charles believes that Logan is dead. Of course, Logan is now awake from the coma; if Charles were to use Cerebro now he'd discover that Logan is in fact, alive. But he's not gone to Cerebro, he's mulling around instead like everyone else is / I hope that answered you're questions! (:
Angelica: Yeah, that's what I thought, her deaths make it's much more interesting. And more realistic.
Kjl24: Updated! Updated! Lol. It's great to see you've got a good understanding of the recent happenings of the story. But sometime the next story will begin; I'm just waiting for a good way to end this without it being too sudden.
Blix: Hehe, that may be the beginning of the next story. I like to split up the major plot lines you see. Glad it's hitting you in all the right places though! Hehe!
Sych77: Yay, you've finally caught up! Hehe, I'm glad to see you! Your answer lies within Kimenomi's reply.
Omala: Ah, I get you (: Yeah, but Logan certainly needs some sleep first! Cue more dreams!
(I have a separate story that's coming along well. I mentioned it earlier. Poison to the Eye. A story about Mystique from before her mutation and to how to finally gets in the clutches of Magneto. Please check it out! It's not getting many reviews and I think it needs to harmless advertising P)
Chapter 42
The darkness had quickly settled upon Laughlin City, and Logan had resigned himself to the comfortable confinements of the bed. The tiredness soon took over his body once more, and his head dropped back against the pillow. His body remained sprawled upon the duvet, not even having chance to either undress or get inside the covers before he had fell asleep. And once more, behind his closed eyes, the memories came back to life to torment him.
Back at the garage, Logan waited beside his bike for Roxanne's return from work. Henry had joined him, offering a drink with Logan politely refused. Instead he kept his eyes on the road, waiting for her car to appear.
"You know.." began Henry thoughtfully, sipping his warm drink, "You've been hangin' around here a lot more, James. You're up here almost every day now.. hell you are up here every day."
Logan shifted uncomfortably against the wall, keeping his eyes averted, "Have I? Well, I must just have a boring life."
Henry made another noise of contemplation, drinking from his mug again and studying Logan, "Perhaps," he said, in such a tone that Logan turned his eyes upon the man. But Henry shrugged, "I'll be getting back to work then.. see you later, James." As Henry disappeared into the workshop garage (the one Logan and Roxanne oh-so secretly ventured into one night) Logan turned his eyes back to the road, waiting for Roxanne to arrive home.
Once more, his dream took a turn, but when dreams were pleasant, it was a comforting change of direction rather than the twisted lurches of his old nightmares of adamantium.
Logan was in the workshop garage, leaning against the white painted wall as Henry busied himself into the engine of a car. It was a different day, noted due to change in clothing. Logan's eyes drifted to the walls, looking at the various certificates Henry had been presented for his mechanic skills. But Logan was snapped out of his viewing when Henry's muffled voice called to him, "Pass me the jack."
Logan obliged silently, passing Henry the car jack before leaning back on the wall. Within a few minutes, Henry had ducked from the car bonnet, jacked up the car, and rolled under it upon a trolley, disappearing from view. But just then, the side door of the garage opened, Roxanne entering. Her attire had changed from the business suit she normally arrived home in and instead a casual look of jeans and a shirt covered her. The stunning auburn hair of hers was currently twisted into a rushed bun at the back of her head. She looked around the garage before she spotted Logan and hurried on down the steps towards him, "Hey James," she said cheerfully, leaning forth to plant a kiss on him.
Promptly, Logan dodged it. Her father was in the same room, and he hadn't yet found out about his daughter's relationship with one of his customers, "No.." he said unsurely.
But Roxanne was having none of it, and grappled him up to the garage's large door for the entry of cars with a metallic clang, "Yes!" she insisted with a sly chuckle, this time kissing him. Logan wanted to resist for the sake of Henry, but it was rather hard to not react he thought as she pressed up to him. But then, the wheels of the trolley sounded. Henry rolled out from under the car, the darkness of the underside being swapped for the vision of his daughter in an alluring clinch with one of his favourite customers.
"Roxanne?" he asked in a completely baffled tone.
Logan felt her lips simply freeze in their movement against his as she heard her father's voice. The sensation similar to that at Mount Rundle.. when she was shot. Logan and Roxanne still were in the embrace, but it had come to a dwindling halt.
"James?" Henry continued, still in a perplexed tone. He appeared surprised. Logan assumed that he had never expected their flirtation to be serious. Henry's daughter was a businesswoman with a busy career.. whilst Logan was the opposite, a relaxed lifestyle, no set job, just errands, and had no current wish to go further. But eventually, Roxanne prised herself out of Logan's loosening arms and turned ever so slowly to her father, her expression a mix of surprise and fear. Logan too felt quite worried.. how would Henry react?
But the relatively calm dreaming took a turn for the worse. Still confined in sleep, Logan turned his head gently, body moving as he frowned.
The garage had faded away to the upper level of the workplace, the home of Henry and his daughter. Again a different day. But it was no tranquil setting. Logan was stood by the front door, seeming to shy away from the war that had broken out in front of him. Both Roxanne and Henry were on their feet, both expressing their views with raised voices. But whilst Henry tried his best to keep calm, Roxanne was furiously pointing her finger; her hair had tumbled from the bun and fell around her face in a mad frenzy of waved strands as she gestured heatedly.
"Why do you have to interfere?!" cried Roxanne into the face of her father.
But Henry shook his head, "I'm only looking out for you!"
Roxanne groaned angrily, "Oh, of course you are." her eyes rolled before she looked back to him, "Why are you so uptight about James? He's better than any of the others isn't he? Oh no, you didn't like them either!"
"I'm just trying – "
"You're just trying to control my life, dictate everything I do! I don't care how you feel, for once I am going to ignore you and go with my gut instinct!"
"Roxanne.." said Henry in a quieter voice, trying to soothe the angry woman before him, "You're twenty years old, you have a full career ahead of you.. please just do the right things, please dear.. relationships can wait, surely? You're young."
"Wait?" cried Roxanne, "I don't want to wait! I can still love somebody and work can't I?!"
The tension in the air had just upped at an incredible rate. Both Henry and Logan suddenly stared at Roxanne, the silent pause in the air screamed deafeningly with the pressure, "Love?" said Henry in a quiet voice before scowling, "Love!" he cried disdainfully, "You don't even know what love is!"
"Of course I do, I can feel it!" said Roxanne breathlessly, her chest heaving with the anger and force of shouting.
"Look at him!" Henry gestured to Logan, "Look at James, I knew it," he shook his head with another scowl, "Love!" he said scornfully
Roxanne turned her head slowly to Logan, who was still staring at her with surprise in his face. Love? Nobody and properly loved him before.. not truthfully..
Tears began to trickle from Roxanne's eyes as she watched the man at the end of the room. Her lips quivered gently before she mouthed the words to him, "I love you.." At the admittance, Logan felt his insides suddenly become elevated with a most pleasant feeling of warmth and comfort. With a limp smile on his face he walked over to her before taking hold of one of her shaking hands. Tenderly he kissed away her tears, "I love you too."
All together now.. aaaaaw.. (':
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