She Understands It. Shes Gonna Be Ok, She Knows This Now As Shes Crying. Her Tears Fall To The Ground

She understands it. She’s gonna be ok, she knows this now as she’s crying. Her tears fall to the ground in the garden. Years of carrying this burden fall to the ground in the form of tears as she lets it out. It was relieving and the healthiest thing she had ever done; to reduce herself to tears and let it all out.

For the first time in so long, she felt good. And him patting her back helped her know she was home, even if certain members of family were no longer present, temporary or permanent. Even with Logan. Especially Logan and she’s regretful of never reaching out.

She looked up, eyes puffy and her face red. She couldn’t help but to pull him into a hug, still crying. Even though he wasn’t her Logan, she never said goodbye to him before he died. The least she could do was say goodbye to this Logan.

“Sorry, you’re probably not the hugger type. I never said goodbye to my Logan, but the least I can do is say goodbye to you,” She hiccuped in between the sentences as she slowly pulled away, still sniffling as she wiped her tears with the sleeve of her jacket.

“You don’t have to be fearless, but I do understand the point. You’re welcome.”

he isn’t good in emotional moments; he’s motivated to stand up and move a few paces away to give her her privacy, but he’s spent long enough with his Dana to know that doing that would only place a distance between them, would only leave her feeling that the time for emotion between them is over, and that she ought to tamp down on the feelings once again.

Logan has suffered enough hiding from himself, has compartmentalized away enough heinous crimes, that he knows how that feels, perhaps knows it to more of an extreme extent than even Dana- because she is unflinchingly good, and he is not, so he must reckon with himself and his past every day.

all he knows is he doesn’t want to leave this moment and leave her, leave her to crush her emotions into a box and shove it to the corner of her mind- this is more important than his inability to handle complex emotional moments the majority of the time, so he’s going to soldier through, because it might not be what he does best, but, shit, for the sake of people like Kitty, like Jubilee, like Dana, he can damn well do it his best.

so he places a hand weighed down by adamantium claws between her shoulders with all the thought in the world, gently patting her back and hoping she understands the implicit-

you’re home.

Headcanon time!

//So I just wanted to put this on record so that it’s written down and I don’t forget, even though I talked about Dana’s fears with another Mun IM. So when Dana was little, her Mother thought that reading stories from her father’s homeland was a good way of keeping ties to her father even though he was deceased. There was a problem with this though, as most of these stories were that of the scary variety, full of yokai–Monsters in the spirit realm that reside in Japan, Onryo (Vengeful spirits were included but that can be explained another time). Anyways the stories that were told were horrifying, ranging from bathtub licking creatures to her worst fear– The Kappa. Turtle-like beings that live in the water, they were the ones that terrified her the most. They were the ones that did awful things, especially luring children to the water. I’ll leave it at that, but the Kappa are the reason why Dana to this day has a fear of turtles.

She realizes that the Logan she hugged back at the School was not her Logan. The real one was here in front of her, in her home. They last time they ever saw each other was the night she left. The last time she heard anything about him was on the news about his death. How she cried through it all as the details of his death poured from the screen.

But now he’s here, in the flesh. Instead of his usual leather jacket she had been so used to seeing. Now it’s reduced to a measly hoodie. She had never died in her life. Sure there were many close calls fueling her adrenaline. She didn’t know what it was like, only imagining how bad it could be to get everything back together.

“Hey,” She whispered at a loss for words as well. She wanted to do so much more than that, to scream. She was already tearing up as she did with the other Logan. So she walked up to him and hugged him. Wrapping her arms around him, she pulled him into an embrace of reunion, partially overwhelmed at seeing him again in so long and desperately happy to see him.

“Hi,” She repeated again, the emotions lodged in her throat.

When Friends Know No Better

“Yeah,” She agreed sniffling. She missed her Logan dearly. She always will miss him. This helps so much even if he isn’t him, despite having met this Logan just only a couple minutes ago. She needed this. For so long she needed this and now it’s here.

After all this damn time it’s here. She wished it hadn’t taken this long for the most part but she got here.  Now that she gotten here, she needed catch up just as he did. But this was good, a good start to the predicted long road of slowly returning to her family.

Today, stepping into the home she lived in at one point was good enough. She wasn’t too crazy moving back in again, but she did think about maybe getting an apartment here, move from Seattle. That was getting a little too ahead, the little things needed to happen first, before she moved onto the middle, and then the bigger things. Either way she was excited to start. For now, coming back to her home was enough for now.

“Yeah, I guess this is goodbye.”