Nothing left...
So far, she can't bear to take the dogtags off.
It isn't entirely because she's missing Logan. There is a small part of her that is terrified that Logan isn't coming back. More than that - she doesn't have anything else that reminds her of Jean. It seems really stupid when she thinks about it logically but the dogtags remind her of Logan which reminds her of Jean. She doesn't have anything to put on her dresser to remind her of the redhead. She thought she had something from the wedding saved but she hasn't been able to find it. There are fragments on her dresser, against the mirror - of Irene, of her mother, of her birth parents.... of Remy.... Of people she has lost, at some time or another.
She has yet to take the dogtags from around her neck. Normally at a time like this, Logan would be there. He would be the one she could cry on but he isn't. And she can't be there for him. She can't be there for Jean. There is a very quiet voice that tries to speak up, tries to say something everytime she thinks about her. Jean is inside of her head but she isn't listening.
Maybe later some time.
She isn't sure when. After all, some times, when she's in the right (or the wrong) mood, looking at any of the momentos is enough to weigh heavily on her, to bring tears. She's all but certain she hasn't cried her last tears over any of them.
If she takes the dogtags off and puts them on the dresser, then they're both gone. So far, she's no where near that happening. Not yet at least.
It isn't entirely because she's missing Logan. There is a small part of her that is terrified that Logan isn't coming back. More than that - she doesn't have anything else that reminds her of Jean. It seems really stupid when she thinks about it logically but the dogtags remind her of Logan which reminds her of Jean. She doesn't have anything to put on her dresser to remind her of the redhead. She thought she had something from the wedding saved but she hasn't been able to find it. There are fragments on her dresser, against the mirror - of Irene, of her mother, of her birth parents.... of Remy.... Of people she has lost, at some time or another.
She has yet to take the dogtags from around her neck. Normally at a time like this, Logan would be there. He would be the one she could cry on but he isn't. And she can't be there for him. She can't be there for Jean. There is a very quiet voice that tries to speak up, tries to say something everytime she thinks about her. Jean is inside of her head but she isn't listening.
Maybe later some time.
She isn't sure when. After all, some times, when she's in the right (or the wrong) mood, looking at any of the momentos is enough to weigh heavily on her, to bring tears. She's all but certain she hasn't cried her last tears over any of them.
If she takes the dogtags off and puts them on the dresser, then they're both gone. So far, she's no where near that happening. Not yet at least.