Camron awoke suddenly in the dark. Someone wasn't asleep. Two someones were weeping. Having fallen asleep on the jet, Camron was slightly surprised to be in her soft bed. She mainly wondered who carried her in.
Camron dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and peeked out her room. The hall was as dark as her room. She tiptoed down the corridors toward the nearest crier. Her search took her just outside a room. She knocked and no answer came. She tried the knob…locked. Camron knew what it meant to want to be alone. She let the mourner be.
Her search for the second weeper took her outside, into the woods. Glad that she wasn't wearing socks, she stepped softly down on the soft, damp grass. The further she walked into the woods, the more damage she found. When Camron saw claw marks in the trees, she knew it was Wolverine she followed. Suddenly she felt fear. It wasn't fear for herself, it was fear for him. Camron started to run, she had to find him. He was in pain, a pain she knew all too well…
She found him screaming. Screaming wasn't what he wanted to do. Screaming wouldn't release the pain fast enough. Soon, he would try to take his life.
She was far from him and her voice was still healing. Even if she could scream, she wouldn't be heard over him. So, she continued running.
His pain was becoming un-bearable, His voice was becoming torn, His tears fell like thick drops of rain, His claws tore at his own flesh in his arms and legs…He was giving her time.
This was the man who pulled her from the ditch, He was the man who, even as she hated him and all he was, cared for her, He had saved her from humans who wished to hurt her, to kill her. She couldn't let him…She owed it to him to… Her life was his…
He began to position himself for death. She felt that he wasn't loved…He was alone.
"No!" Camron shouted as she entered his circle. Her voice was weak, but her will was strong. "Don't!" She pushed his arms aside, cutting herself on his adamantium claws, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I know how you feel!" She told him. She could feel his tears falling on her. "I've felt it before. No hope, No love, No life." She held him tighter. They were in a clearing and the full moon was right overhead like a spotlight on them. Blood and tears soaked them. "All you want to do is ease the pain, but you can't. It's going to hurt!" Her own tears were wetting his neck. "Some days all you want to do is die!" He fell to his knees and she followed, looking at him, eye to eye. She saw all his pain, all his guilt. "Blaming yourself only hurts you. Killing yourself will hurt me and everyone else who loves you." Her voice was small but it carried the weight of her heart. Tears poured from the sky and blood gushed from her. Logan retracted his claws and clung to Camron, crying.
Finally, Logan found his senses. The amount of blood Camron was loosing would soon send her into shock. He slowly pulled away from her. "Thank you." He whispered. All she could manage was a tiny smile back. Her eyes were tired, her face pale. He scooped her up and fast walked to the mansion.
Ha Ha Logan tried to kill himself Ha... that's not funny...
R&R