Hi (grins) it's late and yeah…
This song is called Inner Universe and it's by Ghost in the Shell. It's (yawn) been translated so… (yawn) yeah… you'd have to hear it cause the words just don't do it justice, it's a beautiful song.
Sorry I didn't update for so long. My best firend and I got in a huge fight thing… and that really killed me so yeah… I guess it's better now… sorta… maybe… not really at all but we're back to ignoring it so supposedly it's better. I just wish she'd quit toying with me cause it hurts thinking that I'm going to lose her when she's really not that mad.
Anyways, sorry, didn't mean to just… spill everyting, it just sorta came out.
Review if you want more story… lol i sure do need the encouragement now.
oh and the chapter title may not seem to fit, but i just wanted to continue with the thought about losing someone you love... (maybe you'd have to be in my head to understand?)

"If I were to just sorta randomly fall over, would you pick me up and carry me back to your room?"

"Might."

chap title:
…and to hold?
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Logan didn't wait for Marie to "randomly" fall over. He picked her up and held her close, happily breathing his favorite smell: Marie.

She clung to him, resting her head on his chest. It wasn't long before she was asleep.

They were both long past the point of "tired" and were much closer to "delusional". It was all Logan could do to get them back to his room.
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Angels and demons were circling above me
Breaking the hardships and starry ways
The only one who doesn't know happiness
Is the one who couldn't understand its call

The Professor and Scott hovered over Jean. She hadn't regained consciousness yet, and they were both a little worried.

Scott held her hand, hardly daring to breath out of worry.
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Logan walked into his room and set her down gently on his bed.

There was still more than a little turmoil going on outside, but Marie was already asleep and as tired as he was, it wasn't going to take Logan long to follow. The professor had assured them that there was nothing more they could do. Neither of them had slept well for months, and both were worn out physically as well as emotionally.

He pulled the covers over her gently, and couldn't help but stare at the peaceful expression on her face.
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I am Calling
Calling now
Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling, Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...

The Professor was a little calmer than Scott. His eyes were closed, and he was reaching with his mind trying to find her.

Most of the teachers were standing outside the med room, leaving the capable younger generation to fix the power outage.
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Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
...Endless run...
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
Not to forget how to dream... how to love
...Endless run...

Logan lay down on the other side of the bed, close enough to know she was there, but far enough away that they wouldn't touch. Someone it just didn't feel right to get too close… they'd been through enough in the past few months, not to mention everything that had happened that night…
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Calling, Calling, For the place of knowing
There's more than what can be linked
Calling, Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning, Yearning, for what's left of loving

Jean felt the Professor in her head. She was happy that he was there. He was calling to her, asking her to come back. And she felt Scott's hand, holding hers, begging her to come back. His hand was shaking.

To stay myself longer...
Calling, Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling, Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...
She couldn't quite understand what was going on, but after another few minutes she slowly opened her eyes.

Scott jumped up, barely containing a shriek. Carefully he enveloped her in a hug, and she couldn't help but notice a few tears start down his face.
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When Marie woke it was early afternoon. She yawned and gave a little stretch. She'd spent more than half of her nights in Logan's room while he was gone, so it was nothing new to wake up in his room.

What was slightly surprising was that Logan was laying next to her, staring at her.

"Hey Marie." He said calmly.

"OH!" she said, surprised. Slowly the events of last night dawned upon her, and she gave a small smile. "Oh, ah… forgot."

He smiled to, lost in her brown eyes.

"Logan?"

"Mm?"

"What happened last night? The last thing I remember is…you and then...Jean! Is she alright?"

"I don't know kid. All I know is that we needed sleep. So I got us here, and… we both slept."

"We gotta find out!" she said, jumping out of bed. "It was an attack last night." She meant it as a question, but it came out sounding like a statement.

"Hey, wait."

"What?"

"You're ok? I mean, really ok?"

Marie smiled. "Yes, ah'm ok. How 'bought you Sugar? Thought ah'd lost you for a second."

Logan grinned. "Naw, I'm thick headed."

"Ah know Sugar."
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(needs sleep) ah think i'm past "tired" and i'm beginning to get closer to that delusional state… forgive me, please,if this isn't the greatest chapter.