Disclaimer: I don't own General Hospital. I don't own X-Men. This is for amusement only, not for profit or any gain.
Summary: An unlikely hero brings a son home, and helps a mother heal in more ways than one.
Pairing: Elizabeth/Logan, mentions of past relationship
Inspiration: Wolverine has always been my favorite X-Men. Is it a wonder, with Hugh Jackman portraying him, that I came up with this pairing? This came to me because of X-Men 2 where Stryker is introduced, and his secret lab that gave Logan the metal for his claws. The whole incident with the labs, and Helena about a year ago reminded me of that and this idea was born. It's been a little while since I had it in my head, and finally I decided to write it. I also wanted to do a pairing that wasn't Liason in this. Hope you all enjoy.
Timeline: 2011 Its set after X-Men 2 and after the Niz affair.
Inspired by the songs:
"Breaking Inside" by Shinedown
"Save Me" by Shinedown
LET'S BE HEROES
By ThroughtheMirrorDarkly
CHAPTER 1 of 3
The air was ice cold.
The walls grey and unwelcoming as they moved through the facility. His heart was a steady beat beneath his chest as his claw slid back into his knuckles as he stepped over the body of a dead guard. A lot had changed after Jean's death. The X-Men just wasn't the same, but they carried onward. Scott was no longer the leader, he spent his days alone and his nights drinking into oblivion. Logan didn't blame him in the slightest. If his accelerated healing didn't keep him from feeling a slight buzz and nothing more, Logan would have gone to the bottle, too.
Instead, he threw himself into this work. Uncovering every last one of Stryker's labs and destroying them from the inside out. This gave Logan a purpose, and right now he needed that more than he needed to be alone. "Survivors?" He asked, when Bobby and Rogue came to a halt in front of them. Both of them looked as if they had been put through the ringer. The battle had been a long one. Stryker's labs were heavily guarded, and the people working in them getting more desperate as they came down one by one.
"Kitty is escorting them to jet now," Rogue replied, her soft southern twang in her words as she let out a deep sigh. She ran her hand through her hair, the silvery stripe a mark that would forever remain there. "Is every thing secure?"
"This was the last sector," Logan confirmed. His eyes narrowed when he saw a hesitant look on Bobby's face. "What?" He demanded, gruffly.
"Well," Bobby hit a button on his gauntlet, and with a flare of blue, a projection of the buildings schematics came to life. He twisted the image around in the air so it was easier to see. "Something has been bothering me every since we've arrived here. Last night, I noticed when we went over the plan that there was something off with the building schematics."
"How so?" Logan's brow furrowed.
"The blue prints we managed to hack give us the reconstruction from three years back, but out of curiosity, I dug a little further back. Here's the original blue prints," Bobby pulled them up and overlayed them with the other one. He then highlighted one section of the map. "On the new blue print every section is accounted for except this one. This one is missing, so what happened to it?"
Rogue frowned. "You think they are trying to hide something?"
"They are definitely trying to hide something," Logan confirmed, grimly. He stared hard at the image, then raked a glance around the surrounding walls. "If those are right then that sector should be down that hallway."
"But it's a dead end."
Logan stared hard at the seemingly innocent hallway and stalked down it with a dark suspicion in the pit of his stomach. He placed a hand against the wall, then curled his hands into fists and a slight smirk crossed his features. "Let's find out."
Shhhrrrlinkk! He plunged his claws through the wall, and began to make a door.
Three Months Later
Port Charles, New York
Webber Residence
Elizabeth stared out the window watching Steve take Cameron to school. She managed to muster up a smile when he turned back to look at her, and put as much as her heart she could in so her son didn't see how truly broken she was. She must have done a great job because he gave her a brilliant smile before he rushed into the car. As the car drove off, she dropped the act and turned back to look at Aiden who slept so soundly in playpen. Her heart ached at the sight because she loved him, so dearly she did. He had been a part of her for nearly nine months, she had felt his first kick and had felt him grow.
It killed her that he wasn't hers.
She had thought that her life couldn't have gotten worse after her mistake with Nic, and the fallout of that. It had. It had gotten so much worse. She had lost Jake in a moment, and in that same moment she had lost Aiden, too. The test results had come back, and Elizabeth read them. The results were ones she could have anticipated. Neither Lucky nor Nicolas were the father, and more shocking and heartbreaking…she was not his mother. He was, biologically, hers.
She didn't know what to do. Did she say something? Could she lose another child? Even though he was not hers, he had become hers. Elizabeth knew that Helena had done something, that she had not been pregnant before Shady Brooke and she felt sick. She felt violated much like she had been when she was fifteen. And there was no one she could go to for comfort.
No one who would be on her side now.
A knock came from the front door, and Elizabeth turned to look. She frowned deeply, and stared at it with a hard expression. She had not been expecting anyone coming over, and then she inwardly cringed. It was probably Siobhan or Lulu coming to warn off of Lucky even though Elizabeth made it clear she was done with him and that she had called a locksmith for their so called permanent lock. No matter how many times Liz told everyone she was not interested in Lucky (nor Nic for that matter, so Brooklyn needs to just go away) no one seems to get it through their thick skull. Did no one recall that in the beginning that Liz didn't want to get back with Lucky?
She had asked Lucky for time. In reality, she had been trying to find a way to let him down easily, but he kept cornering her with dinners with his entire family. He would make up how they were doing so well, and blindsided her every time. She resented the fact she hadn't been strong enough to tell him flat out to his face. She hated that she had more or less used Nic to tear down her life before Lucky got bored with it again. Shrugging it all off to the back of her mind, she walked over to the door and mentally prepared herself for the onslaught.
Pulling the door open, Elizabeth pull back in surprise. She found herself staring up into a pair of deep hazel eyes. She blinked several times up at the man in the leather jacket. He had a strong square jaw lined with some stubble that got thicker until it formed into two thick sideburns. His hair was dark like a raven's wing, and his lips were pressed into a thin line with a decidedly severe look on his face as he stared down at her like had never seen anything like her before.
A soft noise, one that ripped through Elizabeth all the force of tidal wave, drew her gaze to the bundle in his arms. All the air was ripped out of her lungs, and she felt her knees tremble to support her weight. "Jake?" She whispered out, her voice raw with pain and loss.
And the entire world went black.
END OF CHAPTER!
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