(Just something that I came up with a few days ago. I will upload my other stories shortly. Hope you like this. If not, I don't really care. Enjoy the story! I don't own anyone but the nurse and the baby)
Logan looked at the new babies in the maternity ward. He watched them move around in their cribs. There were a huge number of boys and girls. Most of them being girls. He saw a few nurses give some of the babies attention. A lot of them where asleep, but one baby girl was looking at Logan, staring at him with her unblinking black eyes. He smiled a little as she was sucking on her hand. She was being checked on since she didn't breathe for a few minutes right after the birth. She was in an incubator.
The baby girl was his and Marie's child. He never thought that he could ever be a good father to any child with his past of drinking, fighting, and screwing around with hookers. He never thought he would even be happy, but that all changed when he fell in love with Marie, married her, and got her pregnant with their very first child. He would protect them both until death do them part. Logan had his hand on the window.
Over the years as he watched the teenagers at the school grow up to be adults, he wondered what their lives would be like once they started a family. Logan did have a son, but the boy hated him so much. Well, he was actually a man, but Logan still thought of him as a boy. He was a baby still to Logan. He ever so wanted to get Xavier to help him get Daken some help, but it still didn't work. . .so Logan gave up. Logan was blown away when he found out that Marie was pregnant and filled with so much joy because he felt that he had gotten a second chance with the baby girl. And he would give her everything she needed and and would give her lots of love.
The nurse who was caring for the baby girl, Christine, came out. "Mr. Howlett, you can see her now."
Logan stepped away from the glass and followed the nurse in. He walked up to the incubator and looked at the baby girl. She had to be in it for a few days. He smiled more when Christine smiled up at him and reached to him, putting her hand on the plastic that separated them. Logan placed his hand on the plastic too. There was a bond that was already so strong that nothing in the world could break or separate them ever.