(Logan's POV)
I watched through the window as he left. I chuckled to myself about how red his face was. Sometimes I forget how little life experience the guy has since he acts like he knows e'erything. Maybe I'd make a point o' messing with him more, it was funny to watch.
I turned my back to the window as he drove away and started to make myself breakfast. I cooked some bacon n' eggs, and sat on the couch. I thought while I ate.
What coulda been so embarrassing that he'd say somethin' that was sure to make me mad? What's a guy like him have to be embarrassed over anyway?
Mr.Perfect with the pedestal girlfriend, leader o' the X-Men, tall, golden boy who gets chosen for e'erything. Not a piece out of place like a character straight outta a comic book. Even when he gets mad and does stupid stuff he gets to lead, keeps his girlfriend. Red's too forgiving of that guy's problems.
I put my food down and turned my head up toward the ceiling, leaning against the wall. Then I realized I had seen cracks in Slim's image, expressions I'd never seen. Had anyone else seen them?
I shook my head, picking my plate back up and flicking on the radio. I listened to the oldest station I could find which was 50s, not bad. I ate my food and breathed in the fresh air floating in from the window. It was so quiet and peaceful here. How long had it been since I took time out from all o' the noise from that mansion. Geez those kids were exhaustin'.

(Scott's POV)
I rolled over in bed when I heard knocking on my door. I really didn't want to talk to anyone. Then the knock came again. "Hang on." I mumbled, finding my glasses on the nightstand and putting them on my face. I opened the door and the Professor was sitting there. "Professor, hi."
"Hank said you seemed unwell. Do you wish to speak about it?" I sighed, rubbing my temples.
"Come on." I made my bed before sitting at the bottom. "I..." I covered my face with my hands. "I can't take this anymore... it's too much." My voice was unsteady and the Professor furrowed his eyebrows.
"Take what? What's wrong, Scott?" I sat there silently, trying to put my feelings into words.
"This!" I yelled in an exasperated tone while standing. "Me! These... feelings. I just..." Tears filled my eyes and I wiped them angrily. "I'm crying all the time and everything is confusing and overwhelming and stupid! Why can't things be simple again? Everything used to be so simple! I had a plan for my future, Professor! I knew exactly what I wanted! And I was doing it! I was living the dream! But of course, my ungrateful a** had to find something to mess things up! That's what I do, right? I just ruin people's lives!"
"Easy, Scott." He put his hand on my shoulder and I leaned into him, sobbing like a child.
"Why? Why did I have to ruin it?" My voice was a croak.
"Sometimes things change. GOD has a plan that's better than our's, Scott. Everything happens according to His plan and we just have to trust Him in the valleys."
"But it's so hard." I whispered.
"I know, I know." He rubbed calming circles on my upper back which reminded me of the other night when I was lying in Wolverine's arms. I smiled despite myself.
"Have a bit more grace for yourself. You're in a difficult season and are doing your best to sort it out."
I laughed, wiping my eyes. "Thanks, Professor."
"Of course, Scott." He took a breath and looked toward the door. "Do you wish to sleep longer or are you coming down for breakfast?"
I shook my head. "I... have no idea."
"Take your time, Scott. Everything will be alright." He smiled and left my room. I let out a puff of air and fell back down on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

(Logan's POV)
I was reading my book when I heard a kid crying. I raised my eyebrows and left the room. I found a kid with auburn hair sitting in the lobby, balling his eyes out. I immediately thought of Scott and rolled my eyes. I sighed and crouched in front of him. "What's your problem, kid?"
The kid's brown eyes met mine. "I...I hurt my toe..."
"Lemme see it." The kid obediently handed his foot to me. "Hmm... that looks pretty bad." I lied, "You know what you need?"
"What?"
I gestured to vending machine. "A distraction snack."
"What's that?"
"It makes the pain better, watch. Pick a snack, kid." The kid dramatically limped over and pointed to some cookies. I bought 'em and handed the snack to him. He sat down and started eating the snack. "See?"
He nodded happily. "Thanks, mister!"
I chuckled. "Sure, kid." I left the lobby and went out to my motorcycle. I took a ride out to the edge o' the woods before strolling through. I breathed in the rich air and ran my hand through the plants that were growing near my feet. I sat down on a fallen tree and leaned back on my hands. I heard birds chirping and small animals running through the brush. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of the forest, letting any other thoughts melt away. That's when I felt a nose sniffing my side and opened my eyes. There was a doe standing there, nuzzling into me. I grinned and pet her head. She laid her head in my lap for a while and I scratched behind her ears. Then she scampered off again. I often wished that people were more like animals. Animals were easier to understand and get along with. I stretched before continuing my trek through the woods. I found a small stream and I placed my hand inside the water, feeling it flow past my fingers. I smiled at how strong and gentle it was. It reminded me of Red. I hummed a song that she and I once danced to. Scott had been off on a mission with Storm, Hank and Rogue. She was worried about Slim and mentioned how she liked the song as it came on the radio. I offered my hand and what started as a distraction from Scott became much more. I remembered how it felt to lay down with her and cuddle into her neck. I remembered the way it felt to dance with her, gently swaying to the music. The way she said my name like we were the only two people in the world. I missed those times. But the guilt would always come. Once Scott returned, her eyes would show so much pain and guilt. Anytime our eyes would meet they were filled with sympathy. I came to know my place. Just a man to pass the time with while Slim was away. A man to kiss and to hold... I clenched my fists. I knew I could be a good man for her! She never gave me the chance. And now it was too late. The deal had been sealed, any chance I had with Red had died with their I dos. I swore and ran through the woods like an animal. I ran and ran, I savored the way the thorns cut my skin, distracting from the pain in my heart as tears stung my eyes. I screamed loud like a wolf's howl as I ran toward a cliff that overlooked the water. I jumped in, letting the water silence the pain in my soul and melt away my thoughts. They were replaced by the sound of water in my ears as I plunged hard into the ocean. I floated to the top and laid there, breathing in and out. In and out.