I was getting ready for my day when a knock sounded on my door. Crossing to it I opened it to see Logan leaning one hand on the door post and his other casually tucked into his jeans front pocket.

"Hey," he grinned down at me. "You ready for breakfast?"

I grinned and stepped closer to him, pushing up onto my tip-toes to press my lips to his, "Sure." Turning back into my room I grabbed my books and marked tests for the day and then stepped out of the room letting Logan close my door for me before he tucked me under his arm and against his side, leading me down to the food hall at the other end of the mansion.

I let myself relax against his warm solid body and thought back over the last few months. After I had agreed to stay at the school, and more importantly, with Logan, we had quickly become a large part of each other's lives. We shared our dreams and fears and even though we fought about some things he was always the one I wanted to be with at the end of the day.

Remy had also become a permanent fixture at the school and I had my suspicions that he and Storm were secretly dating. When I had mentioned it to Remy he had brushed off the idea but when I had shared my idea with Logan he had told me that he thought the same thing and that their scents were frequently mingled which meant very close contact.

Scott seemed to be dealing with Jean's death but from what I had read of his echoes, he was hiding how deep his grief really went. He had started skipping teaching classes and more and more often Logan had been required to sub for him.

The school itself was growing and it seemed like a handful of new students arrived every semester. Soon we would have to either expand the mansion and grounds and higher new staff or start a waiting list.

"Where'd yah go?" Logan's voice brought me out of my thoughts and I smiled up at him.

"Just thinking about how good these last few months have been. Grateful that I chose to stay I suppose."

Logan tugged on a lock of my hair before wrapping his hand around the back of my neck and stopping us before turning to face me, "You're happy? No regrets?" he grinned as I rolled my eyes.

"I would never regret the time I have to spend with you," his grin was making my pulse race.

"I want yah to move in with me."

His words came out of the blue and I froze for a few moments in shock, "Wh-what?"

Logan stepped closer, his need to touch me showing when his free hand came up to cup my jaw as he angled my gaze up into his hazel eyes, "I want you to move in with me," he said slowly so that I understood completely.

Stupidly I felt tears gather in my eyes but ignored Logan's confused and slightly worried scowl to grab a handful of his plaid collar and drag him down so that I could kiss him.

"That a yes?" he asked when I let him go so that we could catch our breath.

A large smile curved my lips as I nodded, "Yes."

He growled and pulled me into a tight hug, burying his face in the dark waves of my hair which I had left down because I knew he liked it better that way.

"When?" I asked him wondering if he had even thought that far ahead.

The large mutant wrapped his arms tighter around me, "When do yah want to move in?" he asked sounding almost careful.

I laughed, "Tonight, tomorrow, next week. Whenever you want me to because we're living in your room; mine's too close to Remy, he'll be annoying us all the time because of his big brother complex."

Logan tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear, "Tonight, the Professor already knows. Said he gives us his blessing, not that I asked for it and he'll send Storm to help us if we want."

"Okay," I nodded never having been as happy as I was in this moment.

"Hey, you two coming to breakfast?" Storm's voice called to us from the food hall doorway.

Logan sent her glare that was free of its usual weight before he leaned down and kissed me hard and then led me to the food hall as I smiled excitedly.

The rest of the week went smoothly with all my things moved into Logan's room in one night and then the next few days taken to get used to living with someone and sleeping every night in the same bed as that person and even learning new and sometimes annoying habits that the other person had that neither of us knew about before.

But we soon adjusted and fell into an easy rhythm. I enjoyed falling asleep next to Logan every night and learnt that although he had nightmares sometimes, they seemed to be few and far between and if I woke up fast enough and talked to him gently he would usually settle back to sleep again. If that didn't work I would hold him and use my powers to project better memories to him until he calmed down or woke up. When I had a nightmare about Dr Mortimer, Ragnar or my time in captivity, Logan would always be there to wake me up and then hold me while I cried or shook, or both. We seemed to be a good match and for the first time since I had got my powers, I felt truly safe and free.