Jean awoke early the next morning. She'd forgotten to lower the shades, so the early morning sun was shining
in through the window. Jean groaned and tried to fall
back asleep. But the morning sun wouldn't let her. She
sighed and got out of bed and into her private
bathroom. Jean kept the lights off as she undressed
and showered - a few more moments of night. Daylight was just a few minutes away.
Once Jean finished her shower and got dressed in a
pair of white sweatpants and a pink t-shirt, she went
down to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

Jean walked into the kitchen with a yawn, and walked over to the coffee maker and poured herself a cup,
before adding some cream. She took a yogurt from
the fridge and a spoon from a drawer before she sat down at the table.

"Mornin'." A gruff voice came from behind her.
Jean jumped slightly at the voice and whipped her
head around to find Logan staring back at her with a
smug smirk. "God Logan! Don't do that!" She said
before turning her attention back towards her coffee
and yogurt.

Logan walked around the table towards the coffee
maker and poured himself a mug, then leaned back
against the counter before he took a sip. He didn't
even add milk or sugar! "Ya left dinner early. Is
everythin' alright?" he asked.

"I was tired." Jean answered simply before finishing
up her yogurt.

They were in silence for a while, each one lost in
their own thoughts. Jean thought back to the
conversation between Logan and Scott. Logan never did
answer Scott's question. Why? It was such a simple
question. But then again, Logan never was good with
words, or stating his emotions.

"Jean?"
Jean looked over at Logan. Had he been watching her?

"Yeah?" she asked before taking a sip from her coffee.

"I need a tuxedo for Scott an' Jamie's weddin'. I was
wondering if ya could help me shop fer one." Logan
explained.

Jean stared straight at Logan; He was going to wear a
tuxedo? "Um, sure, Logan. I'll go shopping with you. I
need to get a dress anyway." She answered. "When do
you plan on going?"

"In about fifteen minutes" Logan answered before finishing up his coffee. "Unless yer done around here, then we can go now." He added putting the mug in the sink.

Jean finished up her coffee, "We can go now. I just
need to get my wallet." she said before getting up and
putting her mug along with Logan's in the sink.

They took Jean's car to the mall for the
tuxedo and dress. The drive was uneventful. The only
sound that broke the silence was the radio. Other than
that, they sat in silence the whole drive.

Jean and Logan started at JC Penney's for Logan's tuxedo. Logan of course was no help at all. The man wouldn't even tell Jean his size, and he just stood there,
watching Jean go through clothes.

Jean sighed and looked over at Logan. "All right Logan, you're not just going to stand there like an idiot.
Now, either help me look for a tuxedo, for you, or
you're doing this on your own!" she threatened.

Logan raised an eyebrow at Jean. She was really
threatening him. He smirked at that, "All right." He muttered and started going through the clothes.

Jean paced in front of the dressing room door waiting
for Logan to finish changing, so she could see him in
a tuxedo. Finally Logan opened the door for Jean to
see. Jean turned and looked at Logan. "Wow." She
muttered. She could have never have imagined that
Logan would look this stunning in a black and white
tuxedo.

Logan looked down at himself then back up at Jean. "I look like an ass. Why can't I just wear jeans and a
t-shirt?" he asked no one in particular.

Jean shook herself mentally and made eye contact with Logan, "You look stunning. You just need a tie, a hair cut, and a shave." Jean replied, with a smile. "Hold
on." She added before getting a tie for Logan. She
came back with solid navy blue colored tie, and held
it up against Logan's chest. Jean smiled, "There." She
said clearly pleased, eyeing the blue tie on his
chest, before looking up at Logan's face. He looked
so good in the tuxedo. She eyed his mouth instead of
making eye contact. Embarrassed, she lowered the tie
and looked down at the ground. "You're all set." she
mumbled.

Logan gently cupped Jean's chin and lifted her face,
but still she wouldn't make eye contact with him. He
could smell the embarrassment come off her; he smirked
at that, before he claimed her mouth with his own.

The kiss was gentle, like nothing she would have
expected to come from Logan. Her knees buckled and she
had to hold on to Logan to keep herself from falling.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she let
his arms wrap themselves around her waist, pulling her
closer to him.

Logan pulled away and gently stroked her cheek, "I
need a date fer the weddin'…" Logan said softly,
trailing off.
Jean smiled, "Yeah, so do I." She said, "Would you be my escort?" She added.

Logan smiled and gently kissed Jean again before
answering, "Of course I would. But ya need a dress."

Jean nodded, "Right. A dress. Okay. You change back into your clothes, bring the tux, and then we'll go
look for a dress." She said, before Logan disappears
back into the changing room.

Once Logan changed back into his jeans and white
t-shirt, he walked out of the changing room and placed
the clothes in the little silver JC Penney's basket that
Jean held in one hand, before he wrapped an arm around
her slim waist and walked with her towards the women's
clothing section.

Jean already told Logan that she wouldn't wear
anything skimpy, or grandma-ish. So, Logan took a rain
check with helping Jean pick out a dress. Logan
watched Jean go through racks of dresses trying to
find the right one.

"Logan, help me. Please." Jean whined looking at
Logan.

Logan looked at Jean and smirked, "All right." He said
before going to a rack, helping Jean with her dress crises.
Jean pulled out a violet colored dress and looked at
Logan, "I'll be right back. I want to try this on."
She said, handing Logan the basket before going to
the changing room.

Logan followed Jean to the changing room and waited for her to come out so he could see the dress she's
chosen. Logan turned as the door opened. Jean stood in
the doorway wearing the violet dress. It stopped just
a few inches above her knees, the straps were about a
half an inch thick, and by the looks of it the
material was a light material that hugged her every
curve.

Jean noticed Logan staring at her and frowned, "Is it
really that bad, Logan?" she asked.

Logan realized he was staring and looked at Jean.
"No. Ya look beautiful, Jean, absolutely beautiful."
He answered.

Jean smiled at Logan. She could tell that he meant
it; Logan never said things he didn't mean. Jean
looked down at her bare feet and wiggled her toes. "I
should have some shoes to go with this back at the
Institute." She mumbled and looked back up at Logan,
"I'll change and then we'll be able to head back to
the Institute. Okay?" she asked.

Logan nodded, "All right, darlin'." he answered before Jean walked back into the changing room.