Warning: This is a SLASH fanfic. If you don't like, then DON'T READ!!!

Pairing: Slogan (Logan/Scott) slash.

Rating: Rated T for safety.

Author's Note: TigerBlossom17- Hello everyone! Now, I just want to say that this is just a story that I worked on on the side when I get stuck writing Wild Summer Nights. So, I hope you all enjoy this.

Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men. If I did, Logan and Scott would have gotten together, and Jean would have been dead the instant she was in the movie.

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The intense heat and flickering of flames surrounded Scott as the X-Men leader ran through them, shielding the shaking form in his arms from the unforgiving flames. Scott quickly moved to the side, barely missing a falling beam as it broke way from the ceiling, collapsing feet away from him.

This wasn't how this was supposed to go. It was a simple search and rescue mission to a warehouse in Minnesota. The X-Men were told that someone was snatching up underage mutants and using them for their powers. They were supposed to go in and get them all out safely. But it didn't turn out to be that easy.

It seems that whoever had been taking the kids and young teens had hired his own little fleet of men. In a matter of seconds it turned to humans shooting at mutants and mutants attacking back. Some where in the middle of all this, one of the many bullets hit a gas pipe, causing the whole warehouse to burst into flames.

The X-Men team then had to get the humans that were once shooting at them out, along with the children that were kept there. While Scott and Logan guided the kids towards the exit Scott heard crying further into the warehouse. Sparing no time to tell Logan where he was going, Scott ran off in the direction the crying was coming from.

He had found a small boy, no more then six years old, curled up behind an overturned shelf, his knees pulled close to his chest as his body was racked with sobs. Scott picked the child up, reassuring him softly, as he shielded his body with him own.

Taking a moment to breath, Scott looked around the burning building, trying to find the rest of his team. With a stroke of luck, Scott spotted Logan near the main exit, steering the others out of the burning building, keeping them a safe distance away from the flickering flames.

Scott then began to make his way towards the other mutant, wincing when flames brushed against his left shoulder.

"Logan!" The older mutant instantly turned at the sound of his name being called and saw Scott racing towards him, a small child held tightly in his arms.

"Keep going!" He yelled to the others before he turned and ran towards Scott. The other mutant felt a rush of relief when he saw that Logan was coming towards him to help. His relief was instantly taken away when a snapping sound came from above him.

Skidding to a stop, Scott looked up just in time to watch as another pillar break away from the ceiling and come crashing down, flames shooting high for the sky, right between him and the exit. Cursing under his breath, Scott looked up and met Logan's eyes, mirroring each others thoughts.

Looking down at the now sobbing child in his arms, Scott made a quick decision. Quickly whispering to the boy to close his eyes, Scott then look at Logan. Moving fast, Scott tossed the young boy over the beam, the flames of the fire inches away from him. Scott watched as Logan easily caught the kid, pressing his shaking form against his own strong one, blocking him from everything.

"Logan, you need to get out of here!" Said Wolverine looked at the other mutant with an odd look.

"Are you out of your mind Slim?! I'm not going anywhere until you get your ass over here." Scott shook his head quickly.

"There's no time! You need to get out of here now!" Logan opened his mouth, about to argue on the subject before Scott cut him off. "Logan! You're duty is to get these kids out of this building! Don't worry about me, I'll find another way out!"

Logan still looked a little uncertain, not willing to leave the other mutant behind, but his choice was made for him when another part of the building fell into a flaming pile near them. Logan looked back to Scott, his eyes narrowing to slits.

"You better find a way out, Slim. Or I'm going to rip you a new one." Scott smirked at him.

"Yeah, looking forwards to it. Now get going!" Taking one last look at Scott, Logan turned around and ran back towards the exit, quickly moving the last of the mutant children to the others outside and to safety.

The smirk fell from Scott's face as he turned around and began looking for another way out.

Outside, Logan placed the shaking child in his arms down, watching as two others raced up and enveloped the boy in their arms, looking over his for any injuries and thanking him repeatedly. Brushing off the thanks with a simple nod, Logan turned and watched the burning warehouse carefully, his sharp eyes looking for any sign of the man still inside.

"Where's Scott?" Logan looked over as Storm came and stood beside him, a concerned look on her face. But he doesn't answer, merely looks back at the building, inwardly willing Scott to come out any second.

Everyone watched with horror as the building suddenly began to collapse, with no sign of Scott anywhere. A moment of shocked silence stretched out through the X-Men as they watched they building become a pile of smoldering rubble, dust and ash spreading far from the wreck.

Logan continued to stare at the destroyed building, his eyes wide with disbelief. No, no, he can't. He . . .

"SCOTT!"

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Well, there's the first half of this story. I hope you all liked it. Please review/comment!

Thank you for reading!