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The next morning, Logan woke up to find that he was in the med lab. His eyes opened and he looked around the room. He looked to his left and found Victor sleeping beside him. He groaned as he sat up and yawned. He looked at Victor and shook him awake.

"Vic?"

"What?" Victor asked as he yawned and sat up, too.

"What happened yesterday?"

"Ya don't remember?"

Logan shook his head. "I don't remember much of what happened after ya came in the bathroom."

"I brought ya down here to Hank after ya passed out," Victor said. "The twins wanted to give ya a drawin' they made. They thought it would cheer ya up."

Logan nodded and looked down.

"Charles said that he wouldn't bring the kids down yesterday because of the shape that ya were in."

"I wanna see them."

Victor nodded and kissed his temple. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

Victor got up and walked out of the room and into the kitchen where he heard LJ and Vicki in there with Gambit. He walked in and smiled when he saw the twins holding onto Gambit legs while he tried to make them breakfast. There was egg all over the counter and stove and Gambit grumbled in curses in French as he was trying to not burn the kids' breakfast.

Victor smiled. "They givin' ya a hard time, Rem?"

Remy turned his head around as Victor walked to him. "A little," he said, smiling. "Your kids are like little demon spawns and they seem very active."

"They just wanna see their daddy," Victor said. He looked at his pups and smiled.

"Momma!" They said, grinning and jumped off Remy's legs and threw themselves at Victor, hugging his legs.

Victor picked them up in his arms and hugged them back. "How are my two special pups, huh?"

"Good!" LJ said.

"Yeah! We was on Remy's legs 'cause we was playing a game!" Vicki said.

"You were?" Victor asked. "What game?"

"We was pretendin' the floor was lava!" LJ said.

"Sounds like fun," Victor said, smiling. "Daddy wants to see ya-"

"YAY!" The twins cried.

"-After ya eat yer breakfast," Victor finished.

"Okay, Momma," they said.

Victor set them in chairs at the island and looked to Remy. "I can take over."

"Non, tis alright," Remy said. "Remy got it covered, homme."

Victor nodded and sat next to his kids.

"How is Logan?"

"Seems to be better," Victor said.

"Good."

Back in the med lab, Hank was checking on Logan. Hank sat next to him and looked him in the eye.

"Logan, you need some help after the stunt you pulled yesterday," Hank said.

Logan didn't respond. He just looked at Hank.

"I'm going to give you antidepressants pills," he said, placing the pill bottle on Logan's bed stand. "Take one a day for three weeks. I want you to start taking them today. Easier if you do it now."

Logan just nodded and took the pill bottle, took a pill out and put it in his mouth, swallowing it without water. He screwed the cover back on the pill bottle and put it back. He laid down and curled up on his side, facing away from the door. Hank left, going back to his office.

A few minutes later, he was dozing off and heard voices coming from the hallway. He turned his head and saw Victor walk in with the twins. He smiled a little as they climbed up on the bed and hugged him. Logan sat up hugged them back and kissed their heads. Victor sat beside Logan and kissed him softly. Logan returned the kiss and leaned his head on Victor's shoulder.

LJ and Vicki showed Logan the drawing the made for them. Logan smiled a little bit more as they told him every little bit of what was in the drawing. Victor looked at Logan and grinned some. He was glad that Logan was smiling.

"Glad to see ya smilin', Jimmy," Victor said. "I've missed yer smile."

Logan looked back at Victor and smiled a little. "Yeah."

"Are ya ready to come back up to the suite?"

Logan nodded. "Yeah, sure."

Logan grabbed his pill bottle and was about to get out of bed when he noticed he had no clothes on. Victor laughed a little and got him a pair of sweats with the school brand on it and tossed them to him. Logan slipped on the sweats, pill bottle still in hand and walked with his family back up to the suite.

Later that day, Logan didn't go to dinner, as usual, and sat in his and Logan's bed as he ate the soup that was left over from dinner. Victor was putting the kids to bed and Logan set his empty bowl on his nightstand. He had felt a little better when the kids showed up with their drawing, but Logan was still very depressed. He sighed and laid down, ready for a sleepless night.

Victor came in and changed into pj bottoms. He slid into bed next to Logan and wrapped his arm around him. He kissed him softly.

"Night, Jimmy. Love ya," he said.

"Love ya, too, Vic," he said, a sad look on his face.

Later that night, Logan was still awake. He looked at Victor and he was sound asleep. He carefully got out of bed and grabbed his pill bottle. He then went into the bathroom, turning on the light. He went to the toilet and dropped the pill bottle in it and flushed the toilet.

"Screw antidepressants," he said, sadly.

He was about to leave when he looked at the medical cabinet and opened it. He looked to the bathroom door and walked over to it and closed it. He walked back to the cabinet and searched through it. He then found two white bottles. He grabbed them and opened them. Sometimes Victor used the pills in large doses so he could sleep. He set the bottles down on the sink and then picked up one bottle. He put the bottle to his lips and swallowed the contents. He set the empty sleeping pill bottle back on the sink and he finished off the other bottle. He then backed up against the wall and slid down it then fell onto his side.

Victor opened his eyes, sensing something wasn't right. He sniffed and saw that Logan wasn't in bed anymore. He got out of bed and followed his scent to the bathroom. His eyes widened and he threw open the door and found Logan on the floor. He ran to him and turned him on his back. Victor tried shaking him away. It didn't work.

"Jimmy! Jimmy, wake up!"

He looked around the bathroom then saw the sleeping pill bottles on the sink. His eyes widened more in horror and he put his ear to Logan's heart. It was still beating, but very slowly. He was breathing slowly, too.

Victor picked him up and ran down to the med lab with Logan cradled in his arms. He took the stairs three at a time, tears in his eyes.

CHARLES!

Victor, what is wrong?

Oh, God, it's Jimmy! He tried killin' himself again. He swallowed sleepin' pills outta two bottles!

I'm going to get Hank, Victor. I will also come down and get one of the staff to watch your children.

Okay, but hurry and get Hank down here!

We will be there, soon.

The connection broke and Victor ran into the med lab and set Logan on a bed. He sat beside him and he started seizing. Victor held Logan down and tears fell from his eyes. He heard Hank running down the hall. Hank came in and gave Logan a shot of something to stop the seizure. Hank hooked Logan up to machines. Then Charles came in.

"How is Logan?"

"He went into a seizure," Hank said. "I'm monitoring his healing factor. It's having a hard time getting the drugs out of his system, but he should be fine."

Victor sighed in relief and saw beside Logan. He wasn't going to die. "Good. He took two bottles. Two bottles."

"It's alright, Victor," Charles said. "You should get some rest, Victor. You looked awfully tired. Hank and I will keep an eye on Logan."

"Can I sleep next to Logan?"

"You can," Hank said.

Victor climbed into the bed and wrapped his arm around Logan and kissed him then laid his head down and fell asleep.