Title: Lucky Pants
Author: Dancing Raven
Rating: NC 17+ / M
Couple: Logan and Marie
Summary: WEEK THREE CHALLENGE: #537 - Scene - The male of your 'Couple' is found in a women's underwear store and has to exlain WHY to the other of the 'Couple'.
Year Completed: 2012

Comments: Hi everyone! Please take time to read and review. Doing another Logan/Marie fanfic, I think I've found a writing addiction…. haha! It was going to be another oneshot…but it kind of ran off with a mind of its own. So, (shrug) I went with it.

Warning: There is sex and harsh language below~ (This either makes you happy or sad. If sad, do not read!)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters!

Chapter 1

Logan was pacing. He knew he was. Hell, the floor was complaining about the line he was making with his boots. He couldn't help it. Ever since he came back to the mansion his body was in over drive. His senses were more alert than usual, more sensitive. More fucking annoying.

There was no explanation for it that he could find. He could take in a scent and immediately find the source, no second sniff necessary. Not that it was all a bad thing. It made him a better hunter, a better protector for the kids at the school but there were also side effects… He could smell her continuously. Her scent was everywhere…. but it wasn't. Logically he knew it wasn't but he could smell her no matter where she was in the mansion. It was driving him nuts.

So he was pacing outside the med bay. He had finally given in and asked Jean to do some tests. For the past week he'd been back …well….he bit pretty much everyone's head off that approached him. Except Marie. Her agonizing scent soothed him even as it pumped up his adrenaline. Didn't matter that he was down in med bay and she was probably 4 floors up. He inhaled deeply. Sunshine and apples. Southern comfort in one breath. God he had it bad. Which is why he was down here with Jean. Marie was a kid for fucks sake and he was ancient. Literally. With his healing ability, no one knew how old he was exactly.

He had to stay away from her before he did something bad. He knew it would happen. Lately every time she approached, the wolverine inside of him purred and stretched in anticipation. He rubbed his chest, closing his eyes. He couldn't do that to her. Couldn't chance it. She deserved way -.

Jean stepped out of the med bay, stopping Logan's thoughts. Was she smirking? Jean cleared her throat and grabbed Logan's hand, dragging him to a chair inside the 'test tube' as he liked to call it. He fidgeted as she sat him down. Glancing around cautiously. God he hated medical rooms. He heard a throat clear again and looked up at Jean.

"So, I have good news and bad news Logan. Which do you want to hear first?" She stepped back from him and Logan's eyes narrowed in confusion. Just how bad was this news? And why is Jeannie backing away from me. Logan inhaled deeply and stiffened at the smell of humor mixed with interest. Just what the hell had Jeannie found?

"Build me up Jeannie, let's start with the good." He patted his pockets finding a cigar and pulling it out. Clenching it between his teeth, he reached into his back pocket for his lighter. Before he could so much as open the lighter lid the cigar was ripped from his mouth.

"Not in my medical room." Jean narrowed her eyes and floated the cigar in front of his face, before shooting it to the trash can with her telekinesis. She raised an eyebrow when he scowled, muttering as he put his lighter back in his pocket. Jean rubbed her head, massaging her temples to rid herself of the twinge of pain from using her powers unnecessarily.

"Ok, so," Jean began as she shuffled the papers in her hand. "The good news is, your body is fine. It's handling the hyper sensitivity well and from all accounts has even adjusted to it. From your brain patterns and blood work, there is an increase in activity and there is a new hormone showing in your blood. They have no negative or long lasting effects though to your body. It's apparently, for you that is, completely normal." She smiled at the end of her statement and Logan nodded in relief.

"Wait, you said there was bad news?" Logan met Jean's eyes and shuffled nervously as she grinned. He didn't like that smile. It was….smug… that's the word he was looking for. She looked smug as hell and he didn't like it.

"Not necessarily bad news, per se, but…" Jean's smile grew and Logan's lip lifted in a snarl. What the hell was so damn funny?

"Logan…. You're in heat."

Logan blinked once, twice….three times even. What. The. Fuck.

"Come again Jeannie? Did you just say heat? As in like a cat-fucking-heat?" His hands gripped the plastic and suddenly very breakable chair his ass was on. Good thing he was sitting down.

"Yep. Heat." She sang the last word and started to chuckle. "Here kitty kitty?" Logan snarled to her taunt and pushed himself to his feet. Jean continued to laugh as he stalked from the room heading for the stairs up and out of the mansion. This was ridiculous, he'd never felt this before. Well, not that he could remember but still. Was it something his body went into to just randomly screw women?

"Logan wait!" Logan heard Jean chasing quickly behind him and turned around as she stopped to catch her breath. His claws distended as his skin started to feel itchy. He was a fucking mess. He needed to get out of here. Quick.

"If you haven't felt this before I would think it's because your…uh…..inner…animal?" She cleared her throat, blushing a little, "I think it would be not for reproduction purposes as you already have a higher than normal drive for that." His eyes shot up in shock and she held her hands up in defense. "Not that I know that for any reason, your normal blood work shows higher pheromones and such. Dammit I'm messing this up!" Jean held her head as Logan's body twitched in contained agitation. His claws aching and his body temperature rocketing for some reason, causing him to crack his neck to relieve some sort of tension.

"What I'm saying Logan, is that if you haven't been through this process before, it leads me to believe that the animal inside of you has found what it considers an equal? Possibly a female that it finds worthy to spend time with and stay with?" Her eyes softened as she looked at Logan. "This is the first time you've stayed anywhere for this long of an interval." Jean smiled and Logan broke eye contact and looked at the floor. He turned to leave.

"One more thing Logan before you go." His head jerked back up and he made eye contact with Jean's nervous eyes. He smelled…concern? "The original bad news I was talking about. Your body is giving off a heightened and altered form of pheromones." Logan's eyebrows shot way way up. What the hell did that mean?

"I had called Scott before telling you the news in case it affected me but, strangely, it didn't." She shifted her feet nervously and continued to hold his gaze. "This makes me think the pheromone you're giving off is specific to who you want to attract." She gulped as she waited for his reaction.

"English, doc. I need English." He broke eye contact and stared at his hands. Slowly making a fist and releasing, over and over again.

"From what I can tell on the results, she will be severely attracted to you. To the point of distraction, continuous distraction." Jean blushed again and then whispered. "Depending on how controlled the female is, she may even try to attack you. Best case, she will seduce you." Logan's eyes bugged out. He was supposed to resist a girl throwing herself at him. Worse yet, IF it was Marie. He had to resist a determined Marie? Logan grunted and closed his eyes trying to block out the images that popped into his head. Marie in a teddy. Marie in a tiny bathing suit. Marie in nothing but a smile.

Logan punched his claws through the nearest wall.

"Thanks doc," He pulled his hand out and retracted the claws in his hands. "I think I'm gonna get out of here for a bit. I mean, space would be good, right?" He turned to Jean and she nodded in agreement.

"I can't really tell you what's good or not in this situation. We've never really seen this before and well, my best guess is space will either be good or it will piss off your instinct." She shrugged and then looked at him in concern. "Are you ok? You seem to be…pulsing almost?"

Pulsing? He sure as hell was burning up. And his skin was itching again. His breathing was deep and he probably could break down the wall next to him with one try, sans claws. He grunted wryly. "Yeah Jeannie, peachy." He quickly turned and headed up to his bike. Time to get lost in a crowd. He needed to just get out for a while and drown out the smell of Marie. His best bet was the mall. Lots of people and food. Lots of smells to keep his body occupied.

Marie sighed as Jubilee continued to drag her through the mall. They had been here for a good 30 to 45 minutes and the Asian girl was still going strong. Macy's, JCPenny's, and a few other stores she couldn't remember the name of. Her head was spinning and her feet were killing her. Marie's idea of shopping was know what you want, go in, buy, and get out. This mingling business and moving through crowds just wasn't her thing. And when her mutation had flared up in her teens, well…. There went any sort of girl shopping gene in her body. Too many people, too much risk.

It was also her main defense when her best friend got it in her head to pull her along on these excursions. BUT… when Marie turned 22 around three months ago, she had also learned to finally control her power. An amazing accomplishment. Which in Jubes book…..now made her free game for the torture she called 'shopping'. In fact, Marie apparently was getting a double dose since she now 'totally needed a new wardrobe'. Jubes words… the haunting foreshadowing that was followed by 7 shopping trips in three months. This was lucky number 7.

"Jube, hunny, I'm done. We're done." The redhead girl attempted to dig in her boots as Jubes determinedly moved them through the crowds. She glanced forlornly at her bare hand being clasped by her surprisingly strong friend. See, if I was wearing gloves. I could slip a hand out and run away. Did Jubes take that into account when making her forgo them today? Marie's eyes narrowed. That sneaky…

"Just one more stop and frankly, the most important." Jubes quickly turned back and winked at her best and currently homicidal friend. "I promise, last place?" Marie sighed and nodded her head in agreement. They dodged more people as they headed around the food court and turned at the next right.

Marie regretted her decision as soon as they pulled up in front of Victoria's Secret. "Um, sugah, what is this?" She gestured to the store and turned to Jubes.

"This, my lovely untouchable. Is what's going to get all the men touching now." She smiled and rushed into the lingerie store full tilt. Throwing over her shoulder, "And maybe thrusting too!" She paused to mimic her words with action and laughed as Marie blushed and charged towards her, death clearly on her mind. The happy Asian girl quickly ran to the back of the store where the 'good stuff' was kept.

Marie trailed behind slowly, glancing at the scantily clad mannequins. Some of the outfits were cute. And Jubes just had her best interest in mind at heart. As she meandered to the back of the store she froze as she spotted a gorgeous black lace bra and matching panties. The bra snapped in the front, a feminine bow accenting its location as swirls of lace extended up to form the bra cup. She held her breath as she approached and slowly touched to fabric. Silk. The damn thing was silk. Window shopping never hurts, right? She glanced around and quickly picked out her size. She turned—

"Whatcha got there?" Jubes was right behind her and Marie quickly hid her outfit behind her back and blushed. Jubes eyes narrowed and she wildly lurched for her hands holding the silky treasure. Marie ducked under her arm and charged to the dressing room.

"Don't think you can escape from me!" Jubes screeched manically behind her. Marie quickly approached the nearest room and tried the door. Open. Thank Gawd! She shot into the room and locked the door. She turned to the mirror as a banging noise started behind her. Abrubtly, it stopped.

"What did you get?" Marie rolled her eyes as she heard the pouty voice through the door.

"Mahnd your own business. I'm just lookin….currently." She started to undress and touched the black silk almost reverently, laying it out on the lone chair in the changing room. She turned back to the mirror and surveyed the body looking back of her. She wasn't bad looking if she said so herself. Definitely fit. She gave her legs a cursory look….definitely bruised a bit. Stupid danger room. She would have to work on this before swimsuit season. Other than that though, she would classify herself as curvy. She was no thin model like Kitty but she was attractive none the less.

She turned back to the chair and slowly tried on her guilty pleasure for the day.

"Can I see at least? Please? I'll be a good judge and show you the outfit I picked?" Marie smiled as her best friend bargained with her. Really, who could say no to the energetic Asian woman?

"Fahne Fahne, go get changed and we'll trade opinions." The irritated mutant rolled her eyes as an excited squeal traveled through the changing area. She laughed as she heard Jubes dash out of the room. She really did love that girl. She was just a little….ahem…forceful with her help.

She turned to the mirror as she finished changing and gasped. She looked HOT. The bra cupped her chest perfectly and pushed the girls up for show and the panties were low rise, accentuating her hips. Well Damn. She just might have to buy something and make Jubiliee's day.

She continued to admire herself in the mirror until she heard shuffling outside her door. Giving herself one last approving look, she turned to the door.

"Hold on girl. I'm coming I'm coming." She turned the door knob and exited the dressing room.

Wolverine arrived at the mall and breathed in a sigh of relief. Nothing. Well, accept for a shit ton of people but it was better than nothing. He grunted as he made a beeline to the food court. People parted as they saw the haggard looking man bulldoze through. He was not a people person, and everyone could tell. He shrugged. Better they moved than touch him right now while his body was on the edge. He wasn't sure what would happen if someone pissed him off.

He paused before entering the food court and looked at his options. With how jacked up his body was and how fast his heart had been racing lately, he would be surprised if he didn't eat enough for the whole X-Men team. His mouth watered as he smelled freshly cooked burgers. Oh hell yeah.

He made his way to a McDonalds and froze as he took a deep breath. Arousal? What the fuck were people doing at the mall these days? He turned his head and made his way across the hall, stopping when he spotted a growing crowd of men outside one of the stores. He made his way closer and pushed his way through the mass of testosterone. He growled at one man who pushed back. The innocent bystander lifted up his hands in surrender, "Sorry man, didn't mean anything by it." Logan grunted acceptance and turned to the store.

His eyes bugged. Victoria's secret? His eyes drifted over the half-naked displays. If this is what's on display, what the fuck's the secret? He shook his head turning to the right to see what the crowd of men was focused on. His eyes narrowed and he growled in fury as he saw a very, PRETTY MUCH NAKED, Jubilee strutting around inside the store. She turned and gave her adoring crowd kisses and winked. Meanwhile turning her back to the audience and sashaying away in some pink number.

Logan didn't think. He threw men out of his way and charged into the store, leaving a trail of curses behind him as he aimed straight for the soon-to-be-dead Asian girl. He wasn't being overprotective of the girl he thought of as a daughter…..nope. Not at all.

He came up behind her and grabbed her arm. "What the fucking hell do you think you're doing kid?" The tiny woman jumped when he got a hold of her and her eyes widened in fear. Logan heard her heart speed up. "I'm waiting for an answer kid." He growled as he carted her towards the dressing rooms.

Jubes mouth opened and closed repeatedly, attempting to find reason. She was in so much shit. She knew she was in shit. "Now Wolvie…" Her voice trailed off as her growled at her and jerked her arm. As they got closer to the dressing room her brain started to realize another problem. Oh. Shit. If Rogue walks out that door… she was a dead woman in so many ways.

Logan liked to think others didn't know about his little crush but it was plain to anyone that saw Marie and Logan interact together. They stood close, always talking with their heads together, and well….she was the only one he really smiled for. I am so dead. The petite girl started to panic. Throwing herself in the opposite direction of the changing rooms, she fought Wolvie's hold on her arm, causing them to stop just short of the fitting room hallway.

He was getting to old for this shit. Logan grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up, and set her right in front of him. "Ok kid, you're gonna go in there, change, and get the hell out of here. Understood?" Jubilee continued to look at the ground. He shook her a little bit till she finally looked up and nodded.

Jubilee slowly made her way to the changing room in back. Dread making her steps drag. Maybe if I change quickly, he'll never know she's here. Her head jerked up at the thought and she shuffled faster to her dressing room. Maybe, just maybe, she could get lucky. As she rushed by where she knew Marie was located she faintly heard the girl call out to her.

"Hold on girl. I'm coming I'm coming." The door knob turned and Jubilee's plans changed in an instant. She dove for her changing room as Marie stepped out of hers.

Growling followed the Asian girl all the way into the small room and she quickly locked the door, cursing her rotten luck. Jubilation Lee was definitely in deep shit.