Finally some quiet

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Rachel sat down on the old wooden boards that made up the woodsman's cottage she had brought Caim to the one place she felt safe her own secret hide away. As she sat her thoughts drifted to the silence she now had from the touch on her shoulder back in her room.
"you don't think about much do you?" she said softly s she looked out over the lake.

"Maybe 'cause he's protective? When I met him, he seemed kinda like that..."

rachel sighed "no not him he's the lest protective person I know" she said "its not that" her voice sounding just a puzled as she looked as she sat.

Caim wasnt sure what to say. Rachel knew the guy better than he did, so who was he to talk about what Wolverine was or wasnt.

rachel looked at Caim "its as if he is acting like my father" she said not knowing why she would say that.

Caim raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue.

rachel laughed "its not possible as long as I have known Wolverine there is no way he could be my..." she paosed as if realising something, she fround for amoment.

Caim raised an eyebrow. "What?"

rachel sighed "na, I am being silly he couldn't be my father hes too reckless" she said rubbing the back of her neck