#f2f;jean

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He smelled her coming before she entered the room and he shot her a small smile, feeling a little heat rise up from his stomach whenever he was in the presence of Jean Grey, that never changed. Logan was much better health-wise so hadn’t had to visit the infirmary all that much and he had recently been helping Clint with the hunting. It was starting to warm up now and that meant venison for meat. 

Anyway, back to the topic in hand. Logan carefully made sure that his mind wasn’t wandering off too much. “Coffee?” He offered the freshly brewed pot with a wiggle then poured some into another mug, placing it on the counter just in case she did. 

“So, how’ve you been? You look good.” As always.

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Logan was tucking into a container of pasta which had the name ‘Scott Lang’ on it while he was sat in the control room that night, the grounds had been quiet over the last few days so he wasn’t expecting much to happen besides a stray fox or two tripping one of the cameras. Hearing one of the outside doors slide open, he barely glanced up before setting his pasta down to make a note of the all clear, all quiet when the container ended up moving by itself and landing on the floor. 

“Great. Thanks for that, Jean I was eating it.” Logan looked over at the door then got up to clean the pasta off the floor. “What do I owe the pleasure of losing my pasta?” He tried to go over things that had happened lately but couldn’t think of what made her look at him like this. @emberbcrn​

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“Fuck, for the last time, there is nothing wrong with me.” He mumbled unhappily about the further tests on him. “I died, then came back to life, the end.” Logan sat up on the bed and swung his legs around, looking over at Jean. This whole situation was very familiar except this time he wasn’t running off, he was just very unhappy about being poked and prodded ever since he had been brought to the Mousehole. 

Pulling off all her wires, he then got up off the bed and approached to look at the x-rays, nothing had changed, not really, his skeleton was still pretty fucked up. Then something caught his attention, the other x-rays in the room which looked pretty similar to his own. “Don’t tell me this is another goddamn clone?” 

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He couldn’t sleep and even when he could, he was constantly plagued by nightmares so instead of lying on his bed the rest of the night, Logan had made his way down into one of the kitchens. He pulled the fridge open and took a beer along with some leftovers, he had no idea who they belonged to and frankly? He didn’t care. 

Logan sat on one of the chairs, using a claw to uncap the bottle then downed half of it. He didn’t even need to look over when he smelled her approaching. “You gonna tell me off for not getting any sleep?” He glanced over at the door then offered one of the containers of leftovers. “Lasagna. Pretty sure that Oliver guy made this.” at least Logan was looking much better now (he even smelled a lot better too). @emberbcrn​

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“Let’s just get this over and done with.” Bobby rolled his sleeve up then stuck it out for Jean to take some blood for his health check. “Jean? Jeaaaan?” He wave his hand up near her face to try and bring her out of her thoughts. “Everything ok? You’ve kinda been distant since I got back. What the hell did I miss while I was gone?” He always missed the good stuff and in the past, he would pout about it, well, now he pouted about it inwardly but he was still interested in what had his best friend so distracted so quickly withdrew his arm so she could just willy nilly try to take blood without stabbing him elsewhere. 

“I thought you might be happier to have me back down here for once.”