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Once Upon a Dream Part VIII

Logan had never meant to fall asleep but his bed just looked so inviting once he had finished his shower, and he couldn't help but lay down on it.

When Logan emerged from his room, he made his way into the kitchen where he was hoping Sydney was so he could give her a piece of his mind. Instead, he found Jean and Faye sitting at the table.

"Where's Sydney?" he asked crossing his arms and looking at them sternly.

"Well you were sleeping and she didn't want to wake you, so she recruited Peter and Bobby to help her and while they were leaving they ran into Hank who volunteered to help her move all of her stuff in but she wouldn't let me come; something about not wanting her stuff nicked or broken." Faye said, bouncing slightly in her seat.

"Damn it." Logan uttered stalking out of the kitchen and to the garage.

"Someone needs to get that man some happy pills." Faye said to Jean once Logan was out of earshot.

"Surprisingly he does have a happy pill." Jean replied. "It's called your cousin."

"Hey Jean, you're a telepath." Faye said her eyes twinkling, "Tell me, how many times a day does our Wolvie have improper thoughts on my dear cousin?"

Jean shuddered and gave Faye a death glare before answering. "That is most certainly not something I want to know about. I try to stay out of his head as much as possible."

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Logan sped down the road on his motorcycle, trying his best to remember the location of Sydney's apartment. He knew the place was in the cheap part of town but yet not in the slums. He also remembered the street had something to do with green.

He glanced around and saw an upcoming street sign labeled Evergreen Terrace and decided to take a chance. He was almost completely down the street when he noticed a U-haul a block away. His suspicions were confirmed when he saw a furry blue figure grab a box from inside.

He pulled up alongside the U-haul and turned the engine off. Looking around, he spotted Sydney walking out of the apartment and headed his way.

"Hey Logan," she said upon reaching him, "Did you have a nice nap?"

"We need to talk." He said grabbing her arm and steering her into the apartment. "Take a break boys." He said before closing the door.

"Okay Logan what's wrong?" Sydney asked crossing her arms and staring up at him.

"I can't let you do this." He simply said staring back down at her.

"Do what?" she asked, "Start my life?"

"No" he replied shaking his head, "I can't let you move into this place."

"Logan, we've been over this, I'll be fine." Sydney said moving closer to him and putting her hands on his arms.

"But what happens if you're not." Logan replied angrily. "It's not like you're in the best part of town. This place is riddled with crazy lunatics who would like nothing more than to slice you up."

"Logan" Sydney said softly, "One, it's not like I'm going to be here every second of the day. I have school plus raining, not to mention the part time job I'm going to have to get to pay for everything. Two, you can come over any time you want to check up on me, and I'm pretty sure Faye will be over a lot of the time. Three, if the little old lady who lives two doors down and has been here for sixteen years can manage to live without a singe thing happening to her than so can I."

"Damn it Australia," Logan sighed, "I just don't want to have to spend my day worrying about you. Please don't do this."

"You'd do that anyways." Sydney replied. "My mind is made up and that is that. Don't worry Logan, I'll be fine."

Sydney gave him a kiss on the cheek and moved around him towards the door but Logan pulled her back. He pulled her into a kiss to which she responded by snaking her arms around his neck. Soon the two were in a full blown out make out session when the door swung open to reveal Peter and Bobby.

"We were worried." Peter said in his heavy Russian accent as the two broke apart.

"No need to worry." Sydney said patting him on the arm, "Now let's get back to work."

With another man on the job, all the boxes were soon moved into the small apartment Sydney would be calling home.

Peter and Bobby took the U-haul to get it turned in while Hank headed back to the mansion, leaving Sydney and Logan alone.

"Well now what do we do?" Sydney asked sitting amongst a pile of unopened boxes.

"Want to take a drive?" Logan asked jingling his keys.

"Just try and not kill me." Sydney replied getting up and walking over towards him.

"Wouldn't dream of it darlin." He said pulling her towards him and capturing her lips.

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It was dark before Logan made it back to the mansion with a sleeping Sydney.

Apparently the pure terror and joy of being on the back of a motorcycle had taken a lot out of her, not to mention the moving of boxes all day.

He parked the bike in the garage before carefully lifting Sydney up. Carrying her, he made his way through the quiet mansion and up to his room where he deposited her on his bed. Logan chuckled as she immediately rolled over and snuggled into his pillow.

"Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna get into bed?" he heard her say softly into the pillow.

Chuckling, Logan pealed off his jeans, jacket, and shirt before climbing into bed with her and wrapping his arms around her, earning a sigh of content from Sydney.