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Already Gone	By : Dalie Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male > Logan/Scott Views: 2843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men. The closest I get is having the DVDs. I do not make any money out of this either. It is something to keep me occupied

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That night Scott had slept in his arms. They had returned home and 'Ro had spluttered out what had happened to Hank. The strong blue mutant had handled telling everyone, though he had saved it for the morning.
It had been dark when they had returned, fairly late. Hank had come out to meet them, concerned about injuries as no one had called in to keep him updated. And he had checked them over and listened to their story before letting them rest. 'Ro had gone to find Kurt, her distress not yet controlled fully. Scott had turned and headed to the teacher's wing. Logan followed him.
In their room, Scott had mechanically gone about his routine for bed, but had stood and stared at his bed blankly once he was ready. Logan tried to ignore the chill that moved through him. He stripped and showered, wondering how they would deal with the morning.
Once done, he'd moved back into the bedroom and saw Scott. With a hand on his shoulder, Logan directed the kid to his bed and lay beside him. If this is how Scott had acted when Jean died then it was no wonder he'd been unable to recover.
Not that Jean was dead... Instead she had killed a much loved father figure. The chill returned to him and his determinedly pushed the thought from his mind. Sleep first. Worrying could come later.

Scott spent the next few days locked up in the professor's office. He was slowly working through the files, trying to get everything sorted; make appropriate delegations, cancel certain agreements, inform everyone of the professor's death.
He returned to their room late each night, looking exhausted. Logan wanted to object, but he knew that things needed sorting. Maybe it was better to get it all out of the way. The students had been miserable too. A dark gloom had sunk over the mansion, and it had not lifted. The cheery laughs and conversations seemed to be a thing of the past. 'Ro had found her inner strength again, and was leading the school as best she could while her friend dealt with the phone conversations. No one discussed succession, but according to Hank, Scott's name was on the Professor's will.

It was during a late lunch in the staff room that Scott brought up hiring a new teacher.
"The Professor taught physics, philosophy and literature. We need someone... else now." His voice cracked slightly as he spoke, but kept his chin up. No one had wanted to hear about any kind of replacement for the Professor, but it was unavoidable. Scott was struggling to keep up with all the paperwork that needed sorting and the others were trying to keep up with all their work while covering the Professor's lessons.
'Ro had agreed to look into the hiring and Scott had given a weak smile. Logan watched as everyone set about their work again. He decided to go see how the kids were doing. There was a group sat in front of the TV, watching a David Attenborough Documentary. There was a group at a table by the window playing a card game that looked suspiciously like poker. Marie, Bobby and 2 young students were sat in some comfy chairs by a radio, staring listlessly out the window. He went over to them first.
"Hey kids."
He received a soft chorus of replies. He sat himself in a chair.
"You ok?" he wanted to be sure how they were all coping. But he wasn't entirely sure how to say this.
"It's been... hard." Replied Bobby. Kitty came over and sat down. Logan was pleased to see Bobby barely noticed her as he stared at Marie.
"I know." More needed to be said. The words evaded him.
"It's just... he made me feel... normal. I had gotten used to hearing how bad mutants are and then he... told me it was ok. I ... I felt... safe." The others nodded mutely in agreement with Bobby. Logan was thinking of something to say when he felt a sharp pain in his head. It was sorrow. Deep sorrow. The idea that his father would never return. The man who had taken him in when all others had hated or feared him. It hurt. The grief was overwhelming. There were undertones of anger that the woman he loved had changed enough to cause him this pain.
Logan stood and left without saying bye to the kids. It hurt. He knew how to fix it, in the back of his mind. He made his way to Scott's office. The Canadian slipped inside and shut the door behind him. Scott was sobbing, his head in his arms. It was as though they shared a blinding grief. Logan moved to Scott's side, pulled the chair out away from the desk and kneeling down he tugged the kid onto his lap and into an embrace.
Scott clung to him. The pained moans reminded Logan of his reaction to Jean's death. He rubbed a large hand over the man's back and gently hushed him, as though holding a child after a bad dream. Logan could feel the damp of Scott's tears on his neck. It was strange and uncomfortable. He buried a hand into the kid's hair. The pain he'd been feeling was ebbing away, leaving contentment in its place.
They sat for a while and Logan stopped rocking Scott, stopping patting his back. He held still with the kid protected by his arms. A glance up and he could see the computer screen on Scott's desk. It was open on a page about mutant cures. He tightened his grip minutely. There were papers and a pen on the desk where Scott had apparently been making notes, but they were at the wrong angle for Logan to read.
He felt brief irritation that felt completely his own. Nothing shared, as Scott still lay passively in his arms. The thought that they could cure mutation. Scott had lost his, and it was bothering the poor kid no end. The result of loss of mutation was clearly not a good one, especially not if you felt accepted for who you are, mutant genes included.
He hoped they could get things back the way there had been. The kid needed his powers back. He didn't seem capable of coping as the X-Men's team leader when he didn't feel like he fit in. He leaned his head back against a wall and sighed. Things really weren't going well for this particular team of goody goodies.
Scott muttered something and wiggled closer to Logan. His shut eyes and even breathing indicated he was no longer awake.
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