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There was a knock on his door. He flicked the light on his nightstand on, looking at the clock next to it. It read 2:00 am. No matter, he wasn't sleeping anyways.

He pulled his pajama bottoms on and moved over to the door, pulling it open.

"Hi." She said flatly. He furrowed his brow. Something was wrong. "I hope I'm not… bothering you…"

He shook his head. "No, of course not." He pulled the door open further, stepping aside.

She stepped in; rubbing her hands together slowly "I couldn't sleep."

"Is everything alright?" he frowned.

"Yeah…" She let out a breath, looking him in the eye as she sat down on his bed. She was lying. "I just…"

He crossed his arms and squared his jaw. "What's up?"

"I've been thinking… about things. About how… nice everyone's been to me."

"That's what you wanted. Remember?"

She nodded "I know but I was just thinking about how much fun we were having. And then it dawned on me. I've never had friends before. Not even when I was little. There's a reason for that." She looked at her hands "I don't deserve this Logan."

He frowned "Why would y'say that?"

"Because it's true." She looked up at him again. "Believe me."

He sat down next to her on the bed letting out a breath, resting his elbows on his knees. "You might be able to convince yourself… but I don't sway too easily."

"You should." She squeezed her hands together and shut her eyes.

He shook his head "We've all made mistakes in the past kid. That's what life's about. You should know that. If any one of us here was judged on our past, then very few of us would deserve to have good friends. Myself included."

She looked up at him, pressing her lips together.

"Yer… a beautiful, smart, funny, talented young woman. What makes you think I deserve you?"

She knit her brow, looking back down at her hands "You really think that?"

"I don't waste my time with just anyone." He smiled. She looked at him again, her blue eyes glistening.

"God… Look at me… now I'm all emotional." She huffed, running the back of her hand under her eyes.

He laughed quietly giving his head a shake. "Don't do that around me."

"I'm sorry. I… don't normally do this. Just… no one's ever said anything like that to me before." She pressed her lips together again.

He stared at her, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear before moving in. He kissed her gently. He wasn't one for sharing emotions, but he hated to see someone he cared about hurting.

She nuzzled her head in the crook of his neck as they lay down. "You're not bad yourself Tiger." She whispered.

He laughed as she reached over and turned out the light.

AJ sat upright once the sun had lured her from her sleep. She looked at him, a small smile dancing across her lips. Her eyes traced the lines of his face delicately, watching his chest rise with every breath he took. She looked at the clock. She'd fallen asleep again, but this time, she didn't feel guilty. She let out a breath as realization dawned on her, the smile falling from her face as she turned around, swinging her feet over the edge of the bed.

"Where you goin'?" He asked, putting a hand on her arm.

She hesitated. "I figured I'd leave before it got too late and people started-"

He squared his jaw and nodded. "Yeah. I guess."

She gave him a half hearted peck on the cheek before scooting through her door. He could have stopped her if he wanted to, but the truth was; he felt the same way she did. And he felt the same way about it as she did; apprehensive would be putting it lightly.

Jean smiled at AJ as she walked through the doorway. "How's it-" she furrowed her brow "Is everything alright?"

AJ grinned "Yeah." She bumped into the door jamb, rolling her eyes "Just a lot on my mind."

"I guess so. I've seen her practically dodge bullets! It was so Matrix…" Bobby grinned.

"And now you're bumping into things." Jean narrowed her eyes.

"Don't." AJ gave her a warning point.

Jean raised her hands "I'm not!" she smiled. "Cross my heart."

"Hey Bobby…" AJ punched him in the shoulder "Why don't you go see if you can find Gambit."

"What?"

She gave him a silent look "Now?"

He stood up and muttered on his way out.

She closed the door behind him "You told him yet?"

"No." Jean shook her head. "I'm thinking about how."

The door swung open, smacking AJ in the process.

"Oh, I'm sorry AJ." Storm put a hand to her mouth before furrowing her brow "I thought… you…"

"I'm a little distracted." She shook her head and frowned.

"Is everything alright? I hope I'm not disrupting anything." Storm asked, looking from AJ to Jean. "Everything's fine. We're just talking about…"

"Boys." AJ finished her sentence with a grin. "A debate really. I think it's absolutely fine if there's a bit of an age difference. And Jean here…"

"Well, I think it's alright too." Jean shrugged before meeting AJ's stare before giving her a small grimace. She missed that cue totally.

Storm raised an eyebrow "Right. Anyways, AJ, Professor Xavier mentioned something about having a meeting with you."

"Right!" AJ threw her hand in the air "I forgot! I'm meeting with him and Rogue…" She muttered as she walked through the doorway.

Short one. Man... I'm just trying to get this stuff on here. :)