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Chapter 13 - My hearts desire
Logan awoke to the sound of rain tapping against the window. In truth it was only drizzle but his heightened sense of hearing made it sound more than it was. He moved to relax himself on his elbows and watched the curtains that Rogue insisted he hung, float around in the early morning breeze. A whisper of sunshine tried to break through the hazy light grey clouds that threatened to drop more of their load as they passed by, but none of it really meant anything to him this morning. Even the scent of the fruit in the orchard did nothing to calm him, for today they would truly find out if Rogue could control her ability long enough and be able to switch from a consumer to a distributor; which meant today he would be needed as the 'lab rat'.
Although he wasn't particularly looking forward to the forthcoming events, he knew that in order for Beth to reunite herself with the world he had to do it. Rogue was literally going to sap some of his healing power and transfer that power into whatever needed it. They were going to try it on half dead plants and mice though first, before they attempted any of this on Beth.
Beth, he could only imagine how she would react to seeing him laying out beside her when she opened her eyes for what would be the first time in three and a half weeks. He was sure that he wouldn't find any reciprocation of his feelings in those exquisite brown orbs that could hold no malice. Yes, she may have been angry with him at the start but she had warmed to him, the picnic they had shared about a month ago had shown him that. After all she was attracted to him, but he needed more from her. This wasn't some woman he just wanted to take, although his dreams may have suggested otherwise, he wanted to love her and feel the need for her, and in return wanted her to need and love him too.
He had watched over her body, choosing times when no one else would be around, talking to her and showing more than an ounce of concern. He knew he was being watched on occasion too, after all no one could blame Charles for showing his concern for his niece, but he never butted in when Logan was there knowing that Logan needed his time with her too. Logan felt sure that maybe . just maybe . she may have woken up out of that god damn coma and seen him there, holding her hand or touching her brow or running his fingers through the silky mass of her hair. He thought that if she could see the real him, the him that he never showed to anyone, then she might just drop her guard and tell him the truth. He knew that she had lied to him about her 'friend' and she had tried to skirt around the issue on their last meeting, if only Ororo hadn't have found them so quickly she may have then been able to tell him. He felt a connection with this woman and he was damn sure it was more than she was letting on. Had they been lovers? Or even married? Only she could tell him that, but he knew they had been close he could sense it. But the anger she had for him and the attraction that had been so evident on their first meeting had been a complete contradiction. But then did he really care to find out?
His body and mind were in no doubt, both suggesting that he take her as his own as soon as she was fit and able. Angry with himself for such thoughts as what was left of the gentleman inside him took over, he searched his heart for the answer. It too gave a positive response making him believe he was a fool for even asking the question.
Bringing himself up from the bed he noticed the discarded pillows and sheets that lay around him on the floor. The sheet covering the mattress was in complete disarray itself, making him wonder what his dream was about last night; he knew he hadn't dreamt about being locked away in some room with masked scientists inserting syringes and other things into his body, watching as the adamantium disappeared from its chamber into his body. He hadn't dreamt about that for a long time, in fact since he moved out of Beth's room. A much more pleasant subject matter had replaced those imaginings. At first he had thought he had dreamt about Rogue, seeing her dark hair splay over his body as she worked butterfly kisses over him and nipped at his body, but the white streaks were missing and the woman never showed her face to him. He felt all the right sensations but he never could quite tell who it was that was assailing him in such a manner.
Upon seeing Beth for the first time he realised that they had a connection and was soon to learn that he wasn't wrong. His dreams only seemed to reinforce his feelings as the woman in his dreams slowly sought to unveil herself as the nights went on. A full week had passed before he knew her identity. It had been Beth, a much younger Beth granted, but Beth all the same. And because of all the evidence that had been laid before him his heart had told him that they had not merely been friends in his former life, they had certainly been more.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror that adorned one door of the wardrobe he looked himself over. For the first time in his life he realised he didn't know who he was, watching the muscles flex as he moved his arms and legs around; he was some old, scarred, shadow of the man he used to be and he only knew that from what Beth had told him so far. "There is no way she is going to want me," he said to himself, "look at me, I don't even know who I am anymore."
He donned a pair of boxers that he pulled from the top drawer of his chest and walked over to the open window. A cool breeze swept over his naked torso making him shudder as he sat in the recliner that was positioned there. Leaning back into its welcoming comfort he looked out through the pane trying to forget his past recollections but nothing worked, he had her in his mind; nothing would take that away from him.
"Beth, I need you! I need to know what I did to you that was so wrong. I need to know how I hurt you, so that I can have the chance to make it up to you. Please don't give up on me." He heard his words on the wind as it changed direction. He hoped that it would take them to her and make her understand, that was all he wanted. Bringing his hands to his face he noticed the small droplets that had rested on them, he felt the cool wet trails that extended over his cheeks and knew that he had wept, not for himself but for Beth and what he had done to her. He let his head rest backwards onto the head of the chair and let the emotion tear out of his slightly rocking body. "I love you!" He murmured before his eyes closed and he slept again.
***
"Ah hope you're sitting comfortably, Logan, 'cause ah wanna get this over with," Rogue said, noticing the look of panic that quickly washed over Logan's face.
"You better get on with it before I change my mind." He responded, smiling weakly.
"Okay, here goes!" Rogue touched Logan briefly taking a very small amount of his ability in order to pass it onto the half dead plant that was positioned on the bench next to them, four previous attempts lying around its base in clumps of mush. Turning her attention to the plant she switched over her power and tried a different tack to her earlier motions. She began to infuse the ability into the plants leaves. For a minute nothing happened. "What did you do to it this time . nothin'?" Logan joked.
"Well, ah thought ah . wait, what's that?"
The centre of the plant began to vibrate as a shoot started to grow from the top. The leaves had plumped up as if full of liquid and a bud was forming out of the shoot. "This looks promising." Jean said. And it was; they watched on as the plant went from strength to strength in a matter of minutes.
"Maybe we should try this out on the school's cat, Lynx." Logan interjected.
"Maybe we should wait," Jean answered, "I think we better try it out on a few of those mice we got from the university first."
They spent the rest of the day trying out Rogue's new ability and did indeed end the day by helping out Lynx; she had been in a fight with another feline and come home the previous evening in a very poorly state. Rogue had given Lynx a small amount of Logan's healing ability and the cat's body absorbed all of the wounds as if she had not been attacked, running away from the scene as soon as she was able. "Ungrateful, mangy, good for nothing, moggie!" Logan began.
"Ah'm sure Lynx is grateful, probably scared you'll eat her alive though!"
"Very funny!" Logan glowered.
Rogue smiled at him. "You're obviously tired, Logan. Why don't you get some rest we can resume this tomorrow."
"No, I wanna do this now. Now that we know this will work we need to go and help Beth."
"And by helping Beth, you are willing to kill yourself?" Jean asked.
"Yeah, Logan. You won't be any good to her if your outta it, will you?"
"I'll be fine. Chuck, back me up, please?"
"Logan, Rogue and Jean are right, you need to rest, and another few hours is not going to be the end of the world. You need to eat and then rest, and that doesn't mean you rest by Beth's side tonight either. Eat and go to bed."
"Okay. Okay. I'll do as you say but only . because I know you have everyone's best interests at heart. Well I'll see you kids in the mornin' then, say 9.00."
And that was that. Charles watched over Beth himself that night, knowing that it would be better for all concerned especially if Logan decided to wander down there in the middle of the night. Charles knew Logan would turn back if he saw Charles there.
Jean slept better than she had in a long time, knowing that tomorrow would finally be the day when Beth would come around. Comas did tend to complicate matters. This in turn had helped her relationship with Scott; they had talked over a private meal for two, discussing the events of the day. She knew she was getting her life back, he knew he was getting his fiancé back.
Rogue shared a pizza with Remy as they sat in front of some action movie that the others had started to watch in the recreation room. Suddenly having the urge to have Remy to herself they walked hand in hand out to the gardens. She told him of the events that had passed over the last few days and that after tomorrow they could finally have some time to themselves to talk and get to know one another properly. They eventually found their way to Rogue's room and lay on top of her bed together, spooning. It wasn't long before Rogue was asleep in Remy's arms, himself finding slumber soon afterwards.
Logan ate monstrously, for the first time in ages. Cook was relieved to see he had some, if not all, of his appetite back. And after such a hefty meal he needed to walk some of it off. He started out around the outside of the building and smoked one of his cigars as he went.
Taking a detour towards the stables Logan noticed Rogue and Remy talking together by the pond. Not wishing to disturb them he moved onwards and soon found the outbuilding that led to the garage and beyond.
Ten minutes later Logan found himself outside of the lab. He heeded Chuck's warning for about two seconds before he pushed open the door to the outer chamber. Looking through the glass he noticed Chuck sitting by his niece talking to her, as he himself had done so many times before. He knew that Charles would have felt his presence so he couldn't go in and see her. He made his way back to his room, she was in good hands after all, and he had no need to worry about her tonight.
Once he had shut out the outside world, he removed his normal day dress of jeans and t-shirt and threw them into a pile that was already marked by his socks and boots. Draping himself over his bed he began to relax and take in the days proceedings. He was happy, happy in the knowledge that tomorrow could start a new chapter in his life.
"It won't be long now, my love!" Logan said, as his eyes flickered to close and dreams, he hoped, of his future took over from the relentless turmoil that his heart was suffering.
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