The aroma of fresh ground coffee awakens my senses and gradually I'm pulled back into existence. Before I can even open my eyes a numbing pain surfaces around the back of my head. Today was going to be one of those days, where it would be better to just sleep away the afternoon. I rolled onto my side and brushed back a few strands of hair as I leaned over to pick up my cup from the nightstand.
I place it to my lips enjoying its warmth and drank leisurely. I could almost lose myself in its rich hazelnut taste. Maybe today wasn't going to be that bad, I thought.
"I hope I'm not disturbing you."
I looked up from my coffee and smiled. "You're not."
"Just thought I'd stop by and see how you are doing," Logan said taking a seat beside my bed.
"My head's a little sore but other than that I'm doing fine." I rested my cup on my lap.
"That's good to know, you got me a little worried. So this Scott guy was pretty tough on you, huh. You want me to rough him up for you?" Logan smirked as he popped his knuckles.
"I wasn't ready for the danger room yet." I said drinking the last of my coffee.
"You got any other reasons I should rough him up?" Logan asked raising an eyebrow.
I laughed, "It sounds like the pleasure of roughing him up is reason enough."
"True, but I need a convincing argument to give to Xavier." Logan looked up at the clock on the wall. "Well kid, it's about time I get going. Take it easy for awhile, okay?"
"I will."
My pillow felt like butter and I began to feel my eyelids closing. Sleep was overtaking me and I had no will power to stop it.
Bobby stood against the doorframe and quietly said, "Hey Rogue, you wake?" He moved slowly into the room and sat down in the chair Logan had placed beside the bed. "I need to do tell you something."
To be continued…
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