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Repairing what's lost
The night had been over too soon and after Logan had spent some more time with snuggling up to the warm body next to him, before he had picked up on some scratching noises in his room. After stretching his muscles, he got up and opened the door for the puppy, who finally had a name. Blue. He didn't like the name, Jean thought about it as okay, Julian didn't care anyway, since he still called the dog Po, but the rest of the girls thought of the name as cute and fitting. As he opened the door, Logan saw his son stumbling past his door and quickly caught the boy before this one could run off. "You…," he announced and carried the squealing kid over to the bathroom. "…need a bath. And that quickly!"
"No bath!" Julian protested but had no chance against his father and before he could sneak off, he sat naked in the bathtub and was surrounded by his toys, while his father prepared himself for the day.
"Where's your new shirt, eh?" Logan asked after toweling his son dry and went back into the bedroom to search through the drawer. Smirking he pulled a blue jeans and the shirt out of it and went back into the bathroom, where Julian had already thrown his diaper into a corner. "Jesus, kid," Logan sighed and cocked an eyebrow at the boy. "No new diaper for ya!"
"I want juice!" came the reply and the boy was soon attached to his father's leg. "Give me food!"
"We start potty-trainin' today, kid!" his father announced and began to dress the boy. "No diapers for ya anymore!" After he had pulled Julian up he walked down to the kitchen, where already the others were gathered. "Still here?" Logan grunted after spotting the man with the glasses and guessed that Scott was obviously looking at the boy on his arms.
"Is Jean still sleeping?" Hank asked and opened the backdoor for Blue, who instantly disappeared in the snow.
"Yeah," Logan replied after putting Julian into the highchair.
"Food!" the boy cried and reached out to the bread on the table.
"Nope, ya ain't gonna eat this!" his father shook his head and began to heat something eatable for his child. "And stop yellin'," he added when Julian thought that his father was way too slow.
"Well, you're too slow, daddy!" Rogue laughed and earned a glare. "That doesn't scare me, Logan!"
"Scott," the Professor suddenly said from the door and made his former team leader turn his head. "This lady here wants to…"
"I don't want to, I insist to speak to him!" Emma said and it was no secret that she was beyond angry.
"Shit…," Scott mumbled and was about to get up when she gave him a slap around his face that made even Logan cock an eyebrow.
"I was waiting for you all night!" the blonde barked. "And you stayed here?!"
"Well, you've just driven away and let me stand there," Scott snapped and rubbed his cheek. "What are you doing here anyway?!"
"What's going on here?" Jean asked and wrapped the blanket more around herself when she looked to and fro between the arguing couple. She frowned when Emma gave her a scornful look and turned back to Scott.
"I knew it!" the blonde yelled furiously. "I knew you would stay with her!"
The man groaned and rolled his eyes behind his glasses. "I…"
"You know what?!" Emma asked and handed him the crying girl. "I'm done with playing housewife. You wanted this child, so take care of it!" With that she turned around and walked over to the door where she stopped again. "You can get your things when I'm NOT at home!" she added aloud and left; leaving a confused Scott behind her, who still held the crying baby on his arm.
"I guess…," Logan said and walked over to his son. "…the hooker just left ya."
"Oh, shut up, Logan!" Scott snapped and turned around. "If we hadn't met you…"
"Oh, cut that crap off!" the other man replied. "Even a blind man would have seen that ya guys were only still together because of that kid. So stop puttin' the blame on me and soothe your girl! She hurts my ears." Snorting, Scott left the room even angrier than before and returned to his room, while Logan gave Jean, who still stood next to the door a look. "What's wrong with ya?" he asked and walked back over to her after making Julian happy by giving him his food and juice. He couldn't help but give her a worried look and reached out to touch her cheek. "You sick?"
"It's just a cold and headache," the redhead waved off but earned a cocked eyebrow.
"Headache my ass, you're feverish," Logan grunted and pulled her up into his arms. "Ya gonna back t'bed and stay there."
"I've work to do, Logan…," Jean complained but rested her head against his shoulder since she felt too tired all of a sudden.
"No, ya don't!" he replied and carried her back upstairs. "All ya have t'do is sleep and stay in bed." Seeing that she was about to protest, he only shook his head and tucked her in. "Nope. I'll tell Furball's girl to check on ya."
"Who?" Jean asked tiredly.
"Moira," Logan grunted and had to chuckle because of the look she gave him. "C'mon, don't tell me ya haven't seen the look they give each other." Smirking when she shook her head, he bent down to place a kiss onto her temple. "Sleep." He got up and left the room to go and look for Moira, while Julian kept the others busy in the kitchen and played with his dog on the ground.
It was not before Christmas that Jean felt better and was able to get up again. Trying to ignore Logan's looks and warnings that she should stay in bed at least a days longer, she sneaked out of the room and to the kitchen one morning, where she poured herself a cup of tea and sat down to eat some toast. Today was Christmas and she knew there would be a party as usual later on, but she neither had something to wear nor had she managed to buy something for Logan and their son, thanks to her cold and fever. She couldn't help but feel bad about it, since Logan had taken care of her for 24/7 and had even gotten up at night for her if she needed something. Knowing that he had bought something for her and she hadn't had anything for him really made her feel awful. Jean was too wrapped up in her thoughts to notice that Scott had entered the room with Amy on his arm and had wished her a "Good morning".
"Jean?" he asked once more and touched her shoulder lightly, which made her startle. "Sorry, but you didn't react."
"What did you say?" she asked and tried to calm her racing heart.
"I said good morning," he replied and began to prepare a bottle. "Do you feel better?"
"Yes…," she nodded and sipped on her cup. She still felt uncomfortable with him around and couldn't help but notice that he obviously felt the same way. "How about you?" Jean asked when the silence became too uncomfortable.
"Pulling through," he shrugged and sat down on a stool to feed his daughter. "So…," Scott began after a moment and gave her a brief look. "You and Logan, huh?"
"Yeah…," she nodded rather embarrassed since he had begun to speak about the most uncomfortable subject for both of them.
"And he treats you good?"
"Of course," the redhead replied and had looked up with a frown. "What makes you think that Logan wouldn't treat me good?"
"I don't know," Scott shrugged and gave his daughter, who still sucked on her bottle, a brief look. "It's Logan and I thought… Well, after what happened to you…if he can be patient…"
"He gives me all the time I need…," she mumbled and felt how her heart began to beat faster.
"Logan might give you all the time you need," he said and held her gaze. "But can his animal do the same?"
"He's not and animal, Scott!" Jean said warningly and narrowed her eyes. "Richard was the animal, but not Logan!"
"That's not what I meant!" Scott sighed and put the empty bottle onto the counter before he patted Amy's back. "But in the end, he's only a man… I just don't want to see him push you into something you don't want to do…"
"He wouldn't do that," she said and got up to put the cup into the sink.
"I hope so," he said and got up, too, to follow her back upstairs. "You know… Somehow I've seen it coming. I don't know why I was so surprised about you and him…" Hearing it, the redhead froze on the spot and gave him a look. "Since Logan moved in, you've changed. So I don't know why I was so surprised…"
"I can't say more that I'm sorry," Jean said and gave him a hurt look. "It was one weak moment, Scott. I know that it was wrong of me to do it."
"You could have told be earlier, Jean," he gave back and cradled his daughter in his arms. "Do you know what it felt like? To see a baby grow in you, thinking that it is mine until I saw those nice little claws?" he asked and ignored for a moment that tears were showing in her eyes. "It hurt! Damn much and you didn't say one damn word!"
"Because it could have also been your baby!" Jean said a bit louder and wiped her tears away.
"It could, but it wasn't!" Scott grunted and shook his head. Finally he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Let's stop this…"
"Well, I didn't start it," she mumbled and looked away. Seeing that he reached out to touch her, she backed off. "I'm sorry… I still have problems with others touching me… Especially men."
"But you let Logan touch you," he said in confusion and looked at her.
"It's different with him," Jean said and wrapped her arms around herself. "I…can't explain it…"
"Whatever," he waved off and began to walk again, followed by her. "You know… I'm kind of glad to be back here."
"I thought you were still grieving because of Emma," she asked and furrowed her brows when he laughed.
"No, not about her," Scott smiled. "We were over and I was about to leave her when she told me she was pregnant. We only stayed together because of Amy… She didn't even want her," he explained and caressed his daughter's cheek.
"She wanted an abortion?" Jean asked in a calm voice and received a nod. "She doesn't know what it does to a woman…"
"What did you just say?" he asked since she had mumbled the last words.
"Nothing," the redhead waved off. "I…I need to check on Julian."
"Yeah, I'll see you later at the party," Scott nodded and retreated to his own room, while Jean entered the one she shared with Logan. She walked over to the small bed and noticed that the boy was still in a deep slumber with Blue sleeping at the end of the bed. Tucking her son in again and placing a kiss onto his cheek, she went back to her bed and pulled the sheets carefully over her body to not wake the man next to her.
"Where've ya been?" Logan mumbled into her neck after snuggling closer and wrapped his arms around her protectively.
"Downstairs," Jean replied and smiled at the warmth he radiated. "I'm sorry for waking you…"
"Hm…," he made, which sounded more like a mixture between a purr and growl, and nuzzled her neck.
"Logan?" she asked after a moment and turned around in his embrace.
"What?" this one mumbled and opened one eye tiredly.
"What do you want for Christmas?" Jean asked began to play with the sheets. "I haven't managed to buy you anything…"
"Ya don't have t'buy me anythin'," he grunted and pulled her closer again.
"But I want to give you something," she insisted and looked up into his face.
"All I want is a real smile from ya, that's all…," Logan said and closed his eyes again, but smirked all of a sudden. "And seein' ya in a nice dress later wouldn't be that bad either…," he added and slowly drifted back to sleep.
I'm sorry for not updating sooner but I hadn't had the time to type in the past days. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it and will review! I'm still open for any suggestions!!! ; )