She saw Jean enter his tent after dinner, and once again she fought the urge to interupt them. Instead she shook her head and ordered the kids to bed. They didn't fight her, no complaints, and that spoke for itself. They were tired and scared, she was too. Jean hadn't been able to reach the Professor or Scott. She watched over the children and waited for them to fall asleep before finishing the clean up. She was walking out of the Blackbird when she smelled him,
"Logan, to what do I owe this suprise visit?" She dried her hands on the dish towel and waited for his response.
" 'Ro," She sensed something was different about him,
"Logan, What's wrong?" She wondered if Jean had told him to leave her alone for good, or worse let him think she was going to choose him. She was still weighing her next words, when he suddenly had her pinned between the wall and him. His body inches from hers, making her stomach somersault in anticipation.
"Someone came to visit me tonight, she changed into you and suddenly I couldn't control myself. Wonder why that is 'Ro?" His voice was husky and she felt herself leaning forward,
"Well, I can think of a few reasons." Following her body's instincts, she pressed her lips over his softly. His response was immediate, he pressed her into the wall and slammed his lips onto hers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and his tightened on her waist. She felt the heat between them growing and tried to fight the moan rising in her throat. He growled in repsonse and moved his mouth to her neck,
"Logan?" A familiar female voice questioned, they paused in their movements, barely breathing, praying she wouldn't see them. Seconds later she left after not hearing a response. Her interuption was like cold water being splashed on them. Ororo tried to slip out of his arms,
"Where are you going darling?" He moved one hand to her face, cradling it,
"This isn't right. You don't even know me, besides what about Jean? You love her, you want her, I will not be second choice. Good Night Logan." She pushed out of his embrace and walked outside. She felt tears gather in her eyes and she took flight. She let the cool night air calm her, what had she been thinking letting Logan kiss her? She knew he didn't care about her, he was using her to satisfy himself and then continue to fight for Jean. She landed next to a river and stood silently, letting the feelings of nature calm her.
"Ororo? I've been looking for you, have you seen Logan?" Jean's sudden appearance made the calmness she had attained disappear. I felt a rare and sudden need to lash out at Jean, for hurting Scott and Logan, for not choosing Scott and telling Logan she didn't want him. And sadly for interupting their moment.
"Jean, you are like my own sister to me. So I must ask, who do you love? Do you choose Scott? Or Logan?" Jean's face went for anger to shocked,
"I don't...I mean they are both great."
"Yes, Jean they are and they deserve to be loved by the one they love, not torn because you cannot choose."
"Ororo, I'm not a child. I am capable of making my own choices."
"I know you are, Jean. But, it's not fair to Scott, he has stood by your side, loved you since the beginning. He wants to marry you Jean, he bought a ring and everything. We've all trained together, lived together for years. He's always loved you." She felt the pain Jean was feeling as if was her own. But she had talked with Scott as well, he was in more pain then he'd ever show Jean.
"Choosing means I lose one and hurt that one. It's hard...ok? I Love Scott. But, Logan he just..." Jean tugged her hair in frustration, "I care about him,"
"Which one can you not live without?" She asked the question gently.
"Scott." Jean's voice didn't waver, "I can't be without Scott."
Unknown to them Logan had been tracking Ororo and had heard the entire conversation. He felt like someone had sucker punched him. She had choosen Scott, after all he'd done for her. But, the gut-wrenching pain he had been expecting didn't come. He was upset at Jean's choice, not destroyed though. He had come to find Ororo after her abrupt exit. He shook off the thought that he had been able to seperate her scent from everything around her, even though she had been flying and not walking through the woods. He cursed inwardly,
"Damn woman has me caring about her. When the Hell did that happen?" He muttered, then he remembered when he had first arrived home and she had come hurrying downstairs. She had smiled at him and he had smirked in return. She had hugged him before Rogue had figured out where he was, she looked at him and touched his hand before disappearing. He'd seen her later in her greenhouse, barefoot and calmly watering her plants. She had let her hair down and he had watched her entranced. Then, some of the kids had come running through. He heard them walking toward him and silently crept into the shadows. They walked past not noticing him, and he followed them back into camp and slipped into his tent without them noticing. In the morning 'Ro would have to talk to him...