A Winter Fire || Logan Howlett

Chapter 28

The group were now back at the mansion, Laura decided to go to her room for some time for herself.

It been a long couple of days, and she wanted nothing more than to drown in alcohol. The woman got into the bath she drew for herself, bottle of whiskey in hand and a pack of cigarettes.

After spending about an hour in the tub, Laura was now dressed into her nightwear and was going through some of her old things that she had left at the mansion.

She found a box that was hidden in her cupboard, and moved to sit on her bed. Opening the box, she was welcomed with an assortment of photos, her medal that she won in the wars, and other trinkets that she picked up through the years.

Going through the photos, Laura found a few that were taken of her and some of her friends from the wars. Her smile widened when she looked at a picture her and her brother took, which happened to be take the week he died.

As she went to look through some more, there was a light knock on her door making her look away from the photos.

"Come in" She called out, and looked to see that it was Logan who had knocked.

"Sorry, i hope I'm not interrupting anything" He said sheepishly, making Laura let out a small laugh.

"No, not at all. I was just going through some of my stuff that i left here" She explained, as she waved him over. Logan sat on her bed, and watched as Laura moved over to her desk.

"Would you like a drink?" Laura asked, showing him the bottle of whiskey she had. Logan quirked a brow, and showed an amused smile on his face.

"You have alcohol here? I thought this was a school" He smirked cheekily, gaining a snort from the woman as she handed him a glass of whiskey.

"Being a professor is very hard work. Plus, i only ever drank it in here so it's okay" She winked, taking a sip of her drink.

The man beside her looked to all the photos, and looked at them curiously. He looked at one in particular.

"Who's this with you?" He asked.

"That's my brother. We had that taken on the week he...." Laura started to say, but stopped before she could finish her sentence. Logan looked at the woman to see a sad look on her face, which made him feel sad.

"I'm sorry, it must've been hard for you" He said, making her nod but didn't answer. Instead she picked up a picture that had been take during World War I. As she was looking at it, she froze when she saw a familiar face.

"How old are you Logan?" She whispered, not tearing her eyes away from the picture.

"I'm three years older than you, so that makes me a hundred and forty. Why do you ask?" He said, looking away from the photos in his hand.

"No wonder you looked familiar, you're in this photo" Laura answered, as she showed him the photo and pointed to where she saw Logan. When he looked, he saw that it was most definitely him.

"Seems like we do know each other, huh?" He smirked, nudging her arm with his. Laura turned to him with a smile, making his heart melt at the sight.

"Hey, what did you mean earlier when you mentioned about that man causing us pain someday?" That made the fond smile fall from his face, and a scowl was replaced.

"That man is a bad man. I...I can't tell you what exactly happens, but i want you to know that when hit does happen, I'll be right by your side" He explained, looking deeply into her eyes. Even though she wanted more information, she also knew that it would be best he didn't tell her.

"Well mister Howlett, why don't you tell me about yourself? The only things i know about you is that you're actually from the future, you have bone claws and you're a hundred a forty" She said, changing the subject and had now properly turned to face Logan.

"I'm gonna need more alcohol for that" He grinned, making Laura chuckle and get themselves another drink.

For hours the two would sit, drink and get to know each other. Well, just Laura getting to know Logan, seen as he already knows everything about her. And without either of them knowing, Laura had started to form strong feelings for the man, lets just hope that nothing gets in their way.


A/N Sorry this is so short, i kinda wanted to do a filler chapter.