Logan sighed and tried to pull his leg from Remy, "Come on, kiddo, I have to pee."
"Mah-mee gon lebe me!" he sobbed holding tightly to Logan's left leg, preventing him from going in the bathroom.
"I'm not going to leave you I'm just going to the bathroom."
"I wan go! Don lebe!"
"You CAN NOT come in the bathroom with me!" Remy instantly began crying into Logan's leg…harder anyway. Logan sighed and looked around before picking him up, "I'm just using the can. I'll be right out," he set him on the bed and ran to the bathroom.
"Mah-mee!" Remy cried and hit the door.
Logan sighed, locking it, "Great, can't even take a leak with him crying. He hoped that Alex got the help he needed, he was next in line for the Russian's great parenting skills.
Logan left the bathroom and the second he opened the door he was tackled by Remy. He groaned from the floor and picked him up, "Why won't you let me at least use the toilet?"
"Don lebe me!" he sobbed and held tight to Logan's neck.
"I'm going to kill Forge!" he sat in the rocking chair, "How about a nap to let Mommy get some much needed rest?" Remy stared at him, "Don't cry, I'm not going anywhere," he wiped his face.
"Mah-mee nap wif me?" he asked.
"Ok, fine, we'll both nap," he said going to the bed. He was tired anyway. He laid Remy in bed first and then laid next to him. It wasn't out of the normal, half the time Remy slept with him anyway. But he normally didn't attach himself to Logan's chest so much.
"I have to breath, kiddo," he pulled him away slightly. Remy snuggled to him and sucked his thumb. He sighed and rubbed his head.