As Logan lets out all that pain in a mixture of sobs, cries, growls and roars, Remy holds onto him. The tall Cajun wraps his arms around the stocky Canadian; giving him as much support as he has given the thief.
Remy doesn't speak. No words are needed. His own breathing slows down; relief floods through him. The gentle doctor is still alive.
I's always darkes' before de dawn
This time, he got Logan out of the tank. He smiled warmly.
And then he dropped the coat over the chair.
"Cher," he began in a soft, sultry tone, "I said I'm here for you... I mean' it." His charm and his expression made the offer as clear as it could be.