Only Time Will Tell
Chapter 13
Tears for comfort
By: Aireonna (a.k.a. Candice Willman)
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men but GOD I want to so effin bad
A/N: Hahah wow… I never thought I could really drop off the face of the planet. I got a lot of reviews where people thought that the last chapter was the end of this story… and all I have to say to that is I am very sorry. It was not the end. I could not end this story there right after Ro/Lo just got together. That's like insanity. I know it's taken me a very long time and for that I am sorry, but sometimes people just get busy. But I will try and change that, I'm trying to update all of my stories… and this one is my favorite and longest. So here is an update and I really hope that you all enjoy and hopefully it gets as many readers as it used to.
Special thanks to anyone and everyone who has ever reviewed, thank you so much it really means a lot to me. I've noticed on a lot of things a lot of people just read and don't ever bother to review and that can get rather annoying, but I really thank those of you who have!
So sorry once more. Now ENJOY!
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Faintly, the sounds of a breathing machine could be heard within the room. A heart monitor beeped quietly into the vastness of the room. Tubes and lines from different machines all led to the Weather Goddess who lay unconscious upon the medical slab.
A white sheet was pulled to below her chest, covering the rest of her body from eye sight. Her arms lay limp at her sides, medical tape stuck left and right up both her arms holding bandages and tubes from the machinery.
Her chest rose slightly every few moments at the sign of her breathing. Her long white hair, sprawled out upon the pillow that was beneath her head and along her chest.
Logan took in the sight of the beauty before him. He sat in a chair once more at Ororo's bed side. He chose not to leave the room the whole night. After bringing her in yesterday, she had fell unconscious, her mind exhausted from the events she had went through.
Xavier had insisted on leaving her to sleep within the medical facilities, convincing Logan that she was not well enough to be out of their care as of yet. He still feared for their Storm, they did not know if The Shadow King still resided within the sleeping form of Ororo's mind.
Logan had protested of course, but he had lost. Brought to the same slab of metal that she had been forced to lay upon so many times over the past week or so, Logan stayed with her at all times.
Leaning forward in the chair he resided upon, Logan closed his eyes and wiped his face fighting off sleep. He didn't need to sleep; right now he needed to watch over his 'Ro.
He could still hear the other monitors close by that read off the Red head's vitals. He couldn't believe that Jean was still in a coma. Ororo took it hard knowing that she had been the cause of it, Jean being her best friend, but it wasn't her fault.
Sighing, he watched his beauty as she slept. His heart tightened at that thought.
'His beauty.'
Since when did he think of things like that? It had felt so right holding her in his arms, kissing her, saying those things to her. It felt like they were meant, everything was right between them.
Logan had been with quit a few girls in his time, and it had never felt like this. He had never wanting something or someone so much in his entire life. He needed her.
"'Ro…" His voice was soft, reaching his hand out to rest on the side of the bed next to hers. He wanted to touch her so badly, to take her into his arms once more and let her know that everything would be alright as long as they had each other.
These kinds of thoughts and feelings were new to him though. He had never really been in that sort of relationship nor had he ever really been that guy. The one who says sweet things and tries anything to make his girl smile, it just wasn't him. He was the rough, tough, rigid around the edges, Logan.
Ororo was the type that needed it all though. He wanted to give her everything, he didn't know why, but she deserved it. She was the kind of girl that could have anything she wanted but chose not to. He would never understand why she had these feelings for him, but he didn't care, he loved her. He would not be afraid to admit it to anyone, not even himself, never again.
His heart ached at the thought of her not feeling the same about him. After their recent out burst, her injured in his arms, crying, needing him; he would never let go of that. She was his; no one would or could ever change that.
"Lo-Logan?" Her voice was shaky and full of fear but still music to his ears.
His head shot up at the sound of his name to find the most beautiful artic blue eyes staring at him in wonder that he had ever seen.
Smiling he leaned onto the bed slightly and took her hand into his.
"Hey there darlin'. I see ya have awakened from yer slumber."
Ororo couldn't help but smile at his words. Seeing him next to her made everything seem so much more real and calm than it was. Taking in a deep breath she closed her eyes.
"What happened? Why am I in here once again?" Her voice sounded a bit raspy, the sound from when one just wakes.
Logan kissed the palm of her hand and ran his other along the side of her face, cupping her cheek in his hand. Her skin felt like silk against his rough; pure heaven.
"Ya exhausted yerself. Needed a lil sleep, that's all."
Ororo giggled softly and sighed.
"Thank you, for everything." Her words were from the heart, her eyes finding his for comfort as she fought back tears.
"Don't." He brought his finger to rest upon her soft lips.
Logan shook his head and looked at his Goddess with concern in his eyes.
"Ya don't need ta thank me. 'Ro, I'm just glad ya made it out alright." His breath caught in his throat as images of Ororo engulfed his mind, her in pain, the things that she went through before his very eyes.
Ororo bit her lip and allowed a few tears to slip just this once.
"I never thought that you could be like this. I was always so sure that you didn't care about anyone but yourself… and Jean." She turned her gaze to the foot of the bed to keep his eyes from looking into hers as she cried quietly. It was new for her to show emotions in front of someone.
She had to force herself to be in control of her emotions at all times, never slipping. She could never just show how she really felt, cry when she wanted, scream when she needed. Her powers were tied to her emotions, and the things she did the past few days just proved that she needed to be more careful. Even though The Shadow King was at fault, Ororo couldn't help but feel good at times as she flew freely in the sky, not needing to care about anything but the feeling of freedom.
She felt guilty, her stomach turning at the thought that she had actually enjoyed it for even the slightest moment.
"Logan, the things I did…The people I hurt, I could never…"
Logan cut her off once more, standing and sitting on the side of the bed, his eyes never leaving her face. His hand cupped her chin to bring her eyes to his.
"You did nothin'. 'Ro, dat was not yer fault. None of it was yer fault. Don't ya ever think otherwise." His words were harsh but kind at the same time. He didn't want her to think any of them blamed her for what happened.
"You have emotions just like de rest of us darlin'. Ya can't keep everything perfect at all times. The Shadow King is tha one ta blame here, not you." As he spoke he began rubbing the side of her face, he couldn't resist touching her.
"The only person I truly care about 'Ro, is you." He watched as her blue gems found his, tears falling upon her flushed cheeks.
Logan took this moment to lean in and take her soft lips against his. The feeling of her body so close to his sent waves of pleasure through his entire being. Kissing her was pure bliss all on its own.
Ororo released a small moan from her lips enjoying the touches that Logan's lips gave to her.
Logan reveled in the sound his beauty was making, it urged him to go further, his animal instincts wanting to take over as his mate called for him in a way only lovers knew. But his human side told him otherwise. Right now was not the time for any sort of animalistic urge of his. Ororo was still hurt and fragile, the last thing she needed was him making matters worse.
"Logan…" Her voice rang in his ears, tickling the hairs on his neck. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, calling to him.
Pushing himself back, he looked down upon her.
"How ya feelin'?" He decided to change the subject and leave the matter of his mouth wanting to cover her body for later.
Ororo tried her best to put on a small smile, her hands pushing herself up into a sitting position upon the medical bed.
"I don't know really. I don't know if I'm free from him or not. No signs of him in here." She held her finger to her temple and sighed.
"I'm scared Logan. I don't want to go back to him, I don't want him in here. He can't have me, not again. I'm afraid for the others, for any other people I might harm. You weren't there, you didn't see the things he forced me to do." Her tears fell once more, taking her head into her hands as she began shaking from her sobs.
This pained Logan's heart. His instincts took over as his arms wrapped around her slender form gently, pulling her against his chest and resting his chin on the top of her head.
"Shh, I don't wanna hear ya cryin' anymore. He doesn't deserve yer tears darlin'. It's over, he can't have ya. I won't allow it." Rubbing his hand up and down the center of her back, he tried his best to comfort her in her time of need.
His eyes widened, feeling her arms slide around his body in response to his actions. She buried her face into his chest and allowed just this once for all the pain, the frustration, the fears, everything to release from her very soul as she lay crying in his arms.
"Oh goddess, why?" Her sobs became louder as she fought to breathe against her cries.
Logan shushed her cries continuing to rub up and down her back gently.
"It's ok, I'm here." He didn't know what else to really say, he knew she needed this. Ororo was the type to never falter her façade. She wouldn't allow her emotions to take over, it didn't matter what she was feeling. She insisted on holding it all on, not wanting her powers to get out of her control just because of a silly thing called an emotion.
In a way, she reminded him of himself. Needing to be tough and hard headed. It was hard for him to admit, but he was just as stubborn.
He felt her grip tighten as her tears eased slowly. He could hear her sob, her body racking with each breath.
Logan.
Lifting his head, he could hear the Professor speaking to him through his mind.
Not right now.
Was his only response keeping his hold on the precious being in his arms.
Eventually her cries softened and came to a stop, her head still buried in his chest. Her arms stayed encircled around his form, not wanting him to ever let go of her.
He ran his fingers through her long white hair admiring its beauty.
"Feel better?" He asked softly.
Ororo nodded her head against his chest not wanting to say anything. Logan chuckled softly at her action and kissed the top of her head.
Ororo felt her cheeks grow warm, the feelings he was making her feel, his touches, everything was just so new to her. Lifting her head, she leaned back slightly and looked deep into his chocolate eyes.
"What would I do without you?"
Her question rang in his ears and only caused him to smile.
"Let's not think about anythin' like dat right now darlin'. I think Chuck and the otha's are a lil worried about ya though." He turned his head to the door where Professor Xavier, Rogue, Remy, and Scott stood.
Ororo smiled and bowed her head to her friends.
"Worry is a nice emotion."
Logan laughed as the others entered the room.
"Ororo, its good to see you have come back to us alright." Xavier was always first to make a statement on the obvious.
"Thank you Professor." Ororo turned to her friends with a bright look upon her face.
"Thanks to all of you, Goddess I am so sorry for putting you through everything that I did." Her words were full of guilt and doubt. She didn't want to think about what Scott had to say to her after what she had done to his Jean.
"Ororo it's ok. We all care for you deeply and know that that was not you." Scott leaned forward and kissed her cheek.
"Jean knows that you would never hurt her." Xavier smiled and turned his head towards the bed that held Jean. Her vitals were reaching normal once more, it wouldn't be long till she returned also.
"Chere, you had de Remy worried." Remy smiled and stepped forward. Pulling out a dozen roses, he placed them beside her bed.
"Remy, you didn't have to." Ororo smiled at her friend. Her heart throbbed at the love she felt from the people around her.
"Ya had all of us worried there sugah. Were very glad ta have ya back though." Rogue winked at her friend with a smile. It was good to have Ororo back, they all worried themselves sick over her.
Ororo laughed and shook her head. "Thank you, all of you." Her eyes turned to Jean that still lay sleeping beside them.
"Don't worry, she will be fine Ororo." Xavier placed his hand atop hers and smiled.
"We need to do some scans though, make sure that everything is alright with you. I need to do a mental check to see if our intruder still lurks anywhere unwanted."
Ororo bowed her head to the Professor's words, her heart beginning to race at the mention of the monster that tormented her.
"It's ok 'Ro, I will not leave yer side." Logan gripped her hand in his, letting her know there was nothing to be afraid of.
Nodding, Ororo silently thanked him.
"Go ahead Professor." She closed her eyes, waiting for the intrusion of her mind. It scared her, her heart beating faster at the idea of someone else in her head once more. But she knew there was nothing to be afraid of. The professor meant her no harm, if anything he wanted to insure her safety.
Xavier closed his eyes, the room becoming quiet as he invaded Ororo's mind with his mutant powers. He searched everywhere within her to try and find the evil that lurked before. He could find nothing though, only fears and pains of their dear Ororo.
Clearing his throat, he opened his eyes.
"It seems as if he has left, no where to be found."
Those words were music to Ororo's ears. Her hands gripped tighter onto Logan's, her heart slowing.
"That is so good to hear." Closing her eyes once more she sighed.
"I'm free…" Her voice was soft and her mind was clear.
"Yes Ororo, you are free from him once more." Xavier took this moment to leave, saying goodbye to the others silently deciding to leave Ororo and Logan to themselves.
"Stormy, tis good ta have you back." Remy took a hold of Rogue's hand with a bow, and pulled the red head behind him towards the door.
"Feel better sugah!" Rogue managed as she was yanked from the room.
"I told ya they were all worried aboutcha." Logan smiled, kissing her cheek with his lips ever so slightly.
Ororo blushed once more and bowed her head. "Its good to know that I have people who care about me."
Suddenly, a gasp of air was heard from across the room.
Logan and Ororo turned their attention to the part of the room that held their friend.
"Jean?"
A/N: OMG I finished the next chapter. I am so ashamed of myself that it took this long, but things happen. And yes that is not the end! Not even close! SO please don't think otherwise. I do hope you enjoyed! I AM STILL ALIVE. So hopefully you stay tuned for the next chapter. DON'T forget to review! Thanks much!