Nightmares and Recovery

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A/N: TW//: Vivid Flashbacks of Abuse.
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Four Weeks Later

Logan's P.O.V.
It's been four weeks and over a month since I hit the woman with my truck. Jean said that she was free to leave the infirmary. So, Charles suggested that she would stay here. Storm, Jean and I made sure that had a room for her. Jean tried to speak with her but nothing. I gathered some pillows and bed sheets from where Storm and I went shopping. We got her some red and chocolate brown bed cover set with pillows and all. Some clothes, shoes and other things that we think she might need. It was now time to get the woman to her room.

"Logan, I think it may be best to try to talk to her once she is settled." Charles spoke to me.

I was leaning against the doorframe of the waiting room. I grunted at his offer but still...it was too risky and early for this. Charles wheeled over to me. I set my gaze upon him and then at the woman who was now panicking. I swore under my breath. The woman threw the covers and pulled the IV out of her arm. I entered the room instantly and she caught sight of me and soon relaxed. I could tell she was sacred. I slowly walked over to her. She was in the corner of the room trembling. I crouched down to her level.

"Hey, hey darlin ya remember me? That night in the snowstorm. I saved ya. Yer safe. Ya hear me. Yer safe."

The woman just stared at me with recognition and fear in her green eyes. The beautiful green eyes I have ever seen. I noticed Scott arrived with Storm. Jean knelt down with me in efforts of trying to tell the woman the same thing.

"What's your name? Mine's Jean and this is Logan. I am sure you remember him." Jeannie spoke smiling at her. Her gaze stayed on me the entire time. I smelled that she trusted me instantly. I slowly reached my hand towards her. Trying to see if she would react in anyway. Her gaze was set on my stretched hand in front of her.

Logan, she trusts you the most. We'll leave and come back later. Jean said to me in my mind. I nodded. Jeannie slowly gets up walking away from us while telling Scott and Charles to leave the room. The woman watched them leave. Her eyes went straight back to mine. I couldn't help but to give her small smile. Instantly she smiled back.

"I guess we should reintroduce ourselves then..My name is Logan." I said with my hand out towards her. She watched it unsure on what to do.

"It's a handshake. See...you grab the other person hand and shake it." I said to her.
I waved my hand in the air mimicking the handshake. The woman seemed to caught on. She slowly reached to my hand, grasping it.

"My n-name is Natasha Romanoff."

My head shot up in attention and shocked at her speech. I gave her another smile.

"It's nice to meet you, Natasha." I said shaking her hand.

And for the first time in over a month and four weeks, she smiled at me.

"You too, Logan." She answered.

Time skip to 1:00 pm

I finally got her to talk to me. Hopefully we're making progress. Storm and Jean were able to talk to her but only with her saying bits and pieces. They escorted her to her new room.
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Natasha's P.O.V.
The room was big. Much bigger than I was used to. The room had a large balcony with a window seat by the window. It also had a large bathroom and bed. I peeked inside it was really huge and spacious. And it was my room. I pulled out a long sleeved loose flower cotton pajamas from the drawer. I needed a shower. Tying my long hair into a ponytail. I stepped in the shower. As I was washing my hair. I noticed long marks along my abdomen. I slowly traced them with my index finger. I gasped in remembrance.

You're nothing, you know that. Weak. Stupid. Pathetic. You tried to run away.

I began to shake rapidly and I fell down in the shower. As the warm water fell onto my face. My lips trembled. I wanted to scream. "Please l-leave me alone. You're not here with me. You're not here!!!" I said.

My little spider. Your little actions call for punishment.

"Hey Natasha?? Are you okay in there? I heard screaming and I wanted to check on you?? Can I come in??"

I heard his voice. Logan's voice. I could trust him. Then the door to my room opened slowly. My eyes widen in fear as backed into the corner of the running shower. "N-No. I didn't mean to run away!! I'm sorry. Please no!" I cried out.

Footsteps approached my left side. I didn't dare to look up. That would mean punishment for me. I shouldn't have run away. He'll kill me for sure. I felt Logan's hand on my shoulder. I flinched away from his touch and cowering even more.

"Hey darlin. It's me. It's Logan, the guy who saved you. Come on out of the shower. Look whoever you're afraid of is not here. He's not going to hurt your anymore. Come on let's put on some clothes for ya to sleep in."

His voice was so calm and gentle. But it also held authority in it. I couldn't help but to grab onto him. I realized he turn off the water from the shower. He placed a robe around me.

"Shhh it's okay, darlin. You're safe." He said.

I placed my body against his. My eyes shut tightly.

"I'm sorry." I muttered.

Logan held onto me tighter like a hug of sorts. I felt his hand on my hair soothing me.

"There's nothing to be sorry about darlin. Come on. Let's get you to bed." He replied.

Once I got dressed, Logan waited for me by the window looking at the stars. I think he heard me because he turned around facing me.

"I'm sorry." I apologized to him.

He looked at me with pity and not anger. I wrapped my arms around me. Feeling insecure about him being here.

"There's nothing to be sorry about." He said to me.

I looked at him. The voice in my head is ringing so loudly. You're good for nothing, wrench.

"C-can you stay with me? J-just until..." Until what?  " Until I have some decent sleep." I said.

Logan watched me closely. Then he walked towards me but he gave me some space thankfully. I waited on him. For any answer at all.

"If you don't want to that's fine." I assured him.

I heard him sigh. His answer shocked me greatly.

"Sure. I'll take the couch. And you take your bed." He said with a straight face.

I shyly grinned this answer. I was secretly happy at his answer. Part of me was happy and the other part of me was sacred.
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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