Hey, hey. (:

Sooo, this might be my last post until Tuesday.

I have a friend over. (She happens to have fallen asleep -snort- Well…I guess one AM is a bit late….)

I don't like to hang on the computer much when friend's are over. I think it's a little rude. XP

But I will still stop by to check those reviews (bwahaha), so you'd better keep 'em coming.

Alrighty, QUESTION!!!

Ah…what's your favorite TV show?

I like House and George Lopez. Some of the older television shows I like are: Full House and Family Matters. One of the more kid-ish shows I like is iCarly. (:

Gambit positioned himself next to Blair in the back seat. "Well, let's get out of here…" he said eagerly. "I'm still starving, and Blair trashed my food…." He smiled at Blair to inform her that he was just joking, then Logan began his drive down the dirt road.

It took much less longer than expected to arrive at the hospital. Logan's reckless driving, accompanied by the lack of police, got Blair to the hospital in only thirty feeble minutes.

However, it took Blair longer than expected to actually walk herself into the hospital. She was still aching all over and bleeding non-stop. The nurse appeared as if she was ready to have a heart attack by the site of her when they came trailing inside the hospital.

"Oh Lord!" gasped the nurse, astonished. "We'd better get you some help, sweetheart!" she added hastily. She turned sharply to Gambit and Logan, "Who's her guardian?"

"Uh…" Logan and Gambit murmured at the same time, staring at each other with trouble looks on their faces.

"He is," Gambit added quickly, nudging Logan lightly with his elbow. "He's her…godfather."

"Right then," the nurse muttered, slightly unconvinced. "We'll get her to a room right away." With that, the nurse took Blair gently by the hand and lead her away. "You can come see her when she's all fixed up!" she called as they disappeared down a whitened hallway.

Logan turned uncomfortably to Gambit. "I'm her…godfather? You can't be serious," he snorted, slumping down into a wooden chair leaning up against the wall in the corner.

"Oh please," Gambit said confidently. "You're as good as…."

"I hardly know her," Logan said shortly. "I just wasn't going to let her die or anything…it was the right thing to do."

"Yeah, but you rescued her from being kidnapped by your psychotic brother," Gambit reminded him. "And don't tell me you'd do that for anyone," he added, smirking.

"I would," Logan denied.

"Liar," mumbled Gambit, saying no more on the subject. He knew he was right…what use was there in arguing about it?

The nurse didn't return hours. Gambit fell asleep, leaned up against the wall next to Logan. However, Logan was wide awake the whole time. He didn't do anything except sit in the uncomfortably hard chair in the corner, waiting for the nurse to return.

It was two AM when the nurse finally came over to the them. Logan nudged Gambit with his foot, and he awoke, as usual, with a dramatic gasp.

"She's going to be all right," the nurse said immediately, her eyes darting between Logan and Gambit. "She had a lot of stitches done, though, and getting her a room was quite a hassle." She gestured to the people around her. "As you can see…we're awfully busy for a hospital in the middle of nowhere…."

"Does she have to stay over night?" Logan asked quickly.

"We'd advise that," the nurse replied coolly. "You can go and see her now, if you'd like to. She's in room twenty-seven, just down that hall." She pointed to the whitened hall that Blair and her had disappeared down hours earlier. The nurse turned on her heel, heading off to assist other patients, but then she paused momentarily and said to Logan, "Ah…I almost forgot. The girl told me her name was Blair Colombo, what's yours?"

"It's Logan," Logan replied, relieved that he had a chance to sit up from the hard, wooden chair.

"And what relation does the other man have to you?" the nurse added calmly.

"None," Logan snorted. "He's…he's Blair's cousin…on her mom's side…."

"I see," the nurse muttered, raising an eyebrow. "All right. Thank you."

The nurse trotted off and Gambit shot an unappeased look at Logan. "Cousin?" he jeered.

"Yeah," Logan replied hotly. "Is their something wrong with pretending to be Blair's cousin?"

"A little over protective, eh?" Gambit responded mockingly, ignoring Logan's question.

Logan's face reddened slightly but he tried his hardest to hide it from Gambit by turning swiftly away from him. Gambit still noticed, though, but he decided not to comment.

"I am not being over protective…or protective at all!" Logan assured him crossly. "Just drop it," he added bitterly.

Gambit chuckled grimly and he and Logan both entered Blair's room, but the first thing they saw was a boy, about a year older than Blair, standing over her bed, chatting away.

The boy had long locks of blonde hair that flowed to just above his neck. His eyes were a dreadfully dark blue color, and had a face that did not shadow his age. He looked more around the age of sixteen, rather than fourteen.

"Who's that?" Logan said immediately, pointing to the boy.

Blair's eyes narrowed at him. "Oh, thank you, Logan, I'm all right…." The smile returned to her face and she added, "This is Daniel…well, Danny…he's my friend from school…."

"Danny who?" Logan questioned curiously.

"Danny Fisher," the boy replied, answering for himself.

"Mmm," Logan muttered heatedly, eyeing Danny unappealingly. "How are you feeling, Blair?" he added, smiling sympathetically.

"Fine," Blair replied crisply, noticing Logan's random heatedness towards Danny. "Danny was here for his grandmother…she's got lung cancer…. He passed my room and I noticed him…" her voice trailed off and she smiled happily at Danny.

"Oh really, lung cancer?" Logan grumbled, unconcerned. "Sorry," he scoffed in a strained voice, not even glancing at Danny.

"That's okay…" Danny grunted, ignoring Logan's rudeness. "She'll be all right…I hope." He shuddered a bit and then smirked slightly.

"Right," Logan snarled quietly. He took a seat next to Blair's bed on the opposite side of Danny. Gambit stayed in the corner of the room, smiling smugly.

"You'd better be nice to Danny," Blair said harshly to Logan. "He's…like you."

"Like me? A mutant?"

"Well…like us, really," Blair corrected. "Yeah, a mutant…."

"What?" Logan raised one eyebrow curiously. "What do you do?" he questioned, trying to sound indifferent.

"I…uh…nothing special, really. I can turn invisible," Danny said absently.

"Nothing special?" snarled Logan, still unfriendly. "It seems to me that you're ungrateful, kid."

Danny responded to Logan's remark with an offended look, and Blair snapped, "Logan, if you can't be nice…leave."

"It's all right," Danny assured her, smiling weakly. "I've got to get going, anyway. My grandmother probably needs me. I'll see you around." He winked at Blair and hurried out of her room.

Blair slapped Logan's arm, (which, by the way, caused his power to disappear from her body) and said, "Nice going, you scared him off!"

Logan smirked. "My bad," he said sarcastically. "Not much of a loss, though. D'you think you'll even see him again?"

"Yes!" Blair snapped. "When I go back to school, of course…" her voice trailed off unsurely, as if she didn't know whether or not she was ever going to return to school….

Logan rolled his eyes. "I don't think you need a boyfriend right now," he said snippily.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Blair shouted irritably.

"Where'd you get that necklace, then?" Logan questioned peculiarly, pointing to the heart-shaped necklace clinging to Blair's neck.

"I got it from my parents, as a matter of fact!" Blair said quietly, her eyes watering. "I've been wearing it since I first met you, incase you didn't notice."

"Oh…" Logan said. "Oh…" he repeated, feeling like a jerk. "All right, I'm an asshole. Sorry," he grunted.

"Whatever," Blair whispered, feeling wounded. "I'm going to bed…g'night…." She hastily threw the covers over her head and blocked out the outside world, mostly Logan.

Logan trailed back over to Gambit. "That went well," he snorted, still feeling horrible.

"Nice job, Wolverine," Gambit mocked. "Guess we're stuck sleeping in the waiting room, eh?"

"Guess so," Logan murmured, not appeased.

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Well, there wasn't a lot of action in that chapter. Sorry. XP

Well, I'm actually a bit tired. G'night. -hearts-

PS: Pardon any spelling mistakes, typos, etc. I haven't gotten around to actually EDITING this chapter, I just posted it. I'll edit it eventually. Haha.