Because wow, it's...it is a hell of a day huh?
Anyway, to fight against the stress that is taking over my life, have a small drabble to make me and maybe you feel a little better.
It wasn’t that unusual for Logan to go missing, from a few days to a few months, one time disappearing only to appear on the news fighting along with the Avengers for some reason.
He was on another trip, it seemed to be running longer than usual but Charles had assured everyone it was fine, the Wolverine would make his way home soon.
His arrival was unexpected, especially to Storm as the man seemed to have appeared in her room without her noticing.
“Logan?”, the man in question just stared at her with half lidded eyes, he looked…well…he looked tired, “are you okay?”
“Ro?”, it seemed he finally came to realize where he was as he glanced around the room, taking a deep breath, letting her scent ground him before he shook his head, “right the mansion,” he squinted at her again, “I need you to do something for me.”
Strange…
He unzipped his jacket, a favorite brown leather that was thrown over a torn up battle suit, underneath it was a sling where he was carrying something he wanted to keep safe.
Which means he was probably about to hand her something very important to him and she was proven correct as he took a bundle out and gently passed it over to her.
Gentle, he was so gentle with his handling as he handed it over, she was just as gentle taking it from him.
“Imagonnarestnow.”
“Excuse me?”
“Bed,” with that he turned to her bed, walked over to it and preceded to pass out on it.
Ororo just smiled indulgently, glad her friend trusted her with resting in her presence as the man tended not to sleep given his abilities and tendency to have nightmares.
She found herself blinking down at what he had laid within her arms as she felt something move...
The bundle wiggled…
The bundle let out a tiny squeak.
The bundle was alive.
Unwrapping just abit…she found herself grinning, “Oh, I have been blessed today!”