Sleep Tight
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X-Men: (All Movies) › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
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2,213
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Sleep Tight
Disclaimer: I don't own Logan, or the Marvel universe, but I do own Kat and this version of the X-Men universe.
Summary: Logan watches Kat sleep, then helps her deal with a nightmare. One-shot.
Archive: AFF.N and anyone who asks for it. ma_petite7263@yahoo.com
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Author's Notes: I wrote this in November of 2002, before I even finished "Running to Stand Still." I knew how I wanted to end that story and wrote this drabble because the plot bunny was staring at me. Actually, I was really missing my fiance and was feeling sad and wanted something to make me a little happier.
Enjoy!
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She's laying there, moonlight spilling across the bed and highlighting her face. She moves every once in a while, either to shift her body or just a movement in her sleep. I've been watching her for a while now, trying to figure out why I was stupid enough to block her out of my life. Seemed like the right thing to do at the time, keep her out of danger.
We're only now getting backnormnormal, after two months. There was a month of sleeping by myself; she stayed in Rogue's old room and avoided me as much as possible. I made an effort to patch things up and for the most part it's worked, but even with the time that has passed, she still looks at me like she's not really sure who I am. We came together in so short a time that I haven't really shared all of me with her; I know she still holds a part of herself back from me.
I know she feels a little like she can't trust me, but it can't be too bad if she's in my bed again.
She's moving restlessly now, her hand on the pillow is clenching and she's making a soft, scared noise. She's having a nightmare, and it's never been easy to get her out of them. She's left bruises on me before.
I shake her gently, say her name softly. Sometimes I can wake her up this way; sometimes, though, she's so deep in the dream that it's almost impossible to wake her up. She thrashes a bit, hands striking out blindly, and I know better than to try and restrain her. I've ended up on the floor more than once without her even laying a hand on me. I think her powers are a kind of defense mechanism for when she feels helpless.
I stroke her hair and shake her a bit more. She makes a strangled sound and her body goes rigid, then her eyes fly open.
"Oh, God," she says, immediately beginning to sob. She moves across the bed towards me, trying to get as close to me as possible. Her body is burning up beneath her clothes, sweat breaking out on her face. "God, Logan, when I think I can sleep peacefully, he comes back."
Her stepdad. If the bastard weren't already dead, I'd kill him. As strong as Kat is, sometimes she just can't handle the nightmares. And I can't handle seeing her like this.
I tuck her head under my chin, gathering her body in my arms and cradling her against me. She shakes a little bit and her breathing is ragged, but I can feel her relaxing a little bit, and she pulls away just enough to look at me.
"I don't know what I'd do without you." She's stopped sobbing now but she's still crying. I can hear the tears in her v. ". "I ... I'm not as strong without you."
"Shh," I tell her, stroking her hair again. "You're strong no matter what."
She shakes her head. "I would have lost my mind if I hadn't had you to help me heal, Logan." Her golden eyes are big, wanting me to understand. "I would be different if I didn't have you."
"You wouldn't be as cynical, that's for damn sure." I'm rewarded with a soft, breathy laugh that makes my fear ease. I'm afraid that some day she'll be so strong she won't need me anymore.
She kisses my chin. "I love you, Logan. Even if sometimes you act like an ass."
That's the first time she's said it in so long, and yes, I was acting like an ass before. I feel my heart clench hard, and I crush her to me, so much that she makes a little "oof" sound. I reluctantly let her go, and she's smiling at me.
"I know you were trying to protect me, Logan, and that's admirable. But protecting me doesn't mean you have to exclude me."
I nod. "I know, darlin'. I'm not very smart when it comes to things like that."
She rolls over and spoons into me, her cute little butt cradled by my hips, and suddenly everything is right with the world. She pulls the covers up and I feel her falling back into sleep; she never has more than one nightmare in a night, so I know it's safe for me to sleep, too.
Summary: Logan watches Kat sleep, then helps her deal with a nightmare. One-shot.
Archive: AFF.N and anyone who asks for it. ma_petite7263@yahoo.com
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Author's Notes: I wrote this in November of 2002, before I even finished "Running to Stand Still." I knew how I wanted to end that story and wrote this drabble because the plot bunny was staring at me. Actually, I was really missing my fiance and was feeling sad and wanted something to make me a little happier.
Enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She's laying there, moonlight spilling across the bed and highlighting her face. She moves every once in a while, either to shift her body or just a movement in her sleep. I've been watching her for a while now, trying to figure out why I was stupid enough to block her out of my life. Seemed like the right thing to do at the time, keep her out of danger.
We're only now getting backnormnormal, after two months. There was a month of sleeping by myself; she stayed in Rogue's old room and avoided me as much as possible. I made an effort to patch things up and for the most part it's worked, but even with the time that has passed, she still looks at me like she's not really sure who I am. We came together in so short a time that I haven't really shared all of me with her; I know she still holds a part of herself back from me.
I know she feels a little like she can't trust me, but it can't be too bad if she's in my bed again.
She's moving restlessly now, her hand on the pillow is clenching and she's making a soft, scared noise. She's having a nightmare, and it's never been easy to get her out of them. She's left bruises on me before.
I shake her gently, say her name softly. Sometimes I can wake her up this way; sometimes, though, she's so deep in the dream that it's almost impossible to wake her up. She thrashes a bit, hands striking out blindly, and I know better than to try and restrain her. I've ended up on the floor more than once without her even laying a hand on me. I think her powers are a kind of defense mechanism for when she feels helpless.
I stroke her hair and shake her a bit more. She makes a strangled sound and her body goes rigid, then her eyes fly open.
"Oh, God," she says, immediately beginning to sob. She moves across the bed towards me, trying to get as close to me as possible. Her body is burning up beneath her clothes, sweat breaking out on her face. "God, Logan, when I think I can sleep peacefully, he comes back."
Her stepdad. If the bastard weren't already dead, I'd kill him. As strong as Kat is, sometimes she just can't handle the nightmares. And I can't handle seeing her like this.
I tuck her head under my chin, gathering her body in my arms and cradling her against me. She shakes a little bit and her breathing is ragged, but I can feel her relaxing a little bit, and she pulls away just enough to look at me.
"I don't know what I'd do without you." She's stopped sobbing now but she's still crying. I can hear the tears in her v. ". "I ... I'm not as strong without you."
"Shh," I tell her, stroking her hair again. "You're strong no matter what."
She shakes her head. "I would have lost my mind if I hadn't had you to help me heal, Logan." Her golden eyes are big, wanting me to understand. "I would be different if I didn't have you."
"You wouldn't be as cynical, that's for damn sure." I'm rewarded with a soft, breathy laugh that makes my fear ease. I'm afraid that some day she'll be so strong she won't need me anymore.
She kisses my chin. "I love you, Logan. Even if sometimes you act like an ass."
That's the first time she's said it in so long, and yes, I was acting like an ass before. I feel my heart clench hard, and I crush her to me, so much that she makes a little "oof" sound. I reluctantly let her go, and she's smiling at me.
"I know you were trying to protect me, Logan, and that's admirable. But protecting me doesn't mean you have to exclude me."
I nod. "I know, darlin'. I'm not very smart when it comes to things like that."
She rolls over and spoons into me, her cute little butt cradled by my hips, and suddenly everything is right with the world. She pulls the covers up and I feel her falling back into sleep; she never has more than one nightmare in a night, so I know it's safe for me to sleep, too.