A New Love?

Ch. 1: Meetings

Zuko\Kiba-

OK, you all know the deal by now. I do not own Huge Jackman or any of the characters.

Logan was holding himself up in his room, again. Storm was getting very annoyed and worried as much as she hated to admit it. She kind of had a soft spot for the guy. He was like a brother to her.

'After all, he did loses every thing he held dear to his heart. His memory, his rival and friend, and the only other woman he loved, who had slight feelings for him to. Poor guy. But he has been in there long enough. Two months was long enough. He might become a caveman if he stayed in there any longer.' Storm thought.

She sighed as she stood outside his door. The stench of alcohol and cigars wafted from beyond his door.

Storm started when Rogue came behind her.

"Sorry Storm, I didn't mean to scare you." Rogue noticed the room Storm was in front of. "What are you doing here?"

"Well Rouge, I'm going to get Logan outside for some fresh air. He needs some human company then that of a bottle can offer. He needs to get out of the depression he is in." Storm explained.

"Can I help?" Rogue asked.

"Sure. I could use some help. It is going to be a mess in there." The women giggled.

Logan could hear them out there, but not to clearly.

'Their probably saying that Jean's death is all my fault. Well let them think whatever they want. They just don't under stand. She had to be stopped and she was in pain. They have no idea what I'm am going through. The woman I love... I ...I had to kill her, and for what?!'

Tears stung his eyes. He took a big swig out of the bottle in his hand to dull the pain and stop the evil tears that threatened his man hood.

He didn't even know what it was anymore he just went down to the kitchen and grabbed the first bottle the had alcohol in it. Then dragged, more or less stumbled, back to his cave like room in the dead of night.

The alcohol burned a trail of fire down his esophagus and flared in his stomach. He winced but the tears stopped.

Storm opened the door and the full blast of sweat, alcohol, and stale air hit her and Rogue in the face.

They put their hands over their noises and closed the door. Rogue went and opened a window to let in fresh air.

A grunt came from the huge chair that sat in front of a dying fire in the fire place.

Storm walked over to the sulking man. She stood in front of the chair. He looked like he went ten rounds with an eyedropper. Apparently the eyedropper won.

He hadn't shaved and he looked really rugged, he needed a bath badly, and his hair needed to be cut.

Storm sighed, "Better get started. Rogue get a shower started and then start to take the bottles outta here. I'll go get Peter to help Logan in to the shower." Storm went to go find Peter.

Ten minutes later Logan was in and out of the shower, the room was cleaned, and Logan was shaven and had a hair cut and a decent lunch.

"Why are you both bothering?" Logan asked.

"Because you are our friend." Storm said.

"And your like a father to me." Rogue said. Logan looked up at her and remembered the first time he met her. He smiled a weak smile.

"And I have never meet a better spar partner than you." Peter tried to help. The smile vanished.

"Ummm... thanks, I guess??" Logan said. Peter grinned.

"I really don't see why I have to meet anyone right now." Logan whined.

Storm glared at him, he was acting like a big baby.

"Look, all I said was to come meet her. You're not doing anything else. And there are no missions I can have you look into, or help out in. It will take just half and hour. But it would go faster if someone would just move his lazy ass." Storm explained.

Logan just sat in the Professor's old office with Storm behind the Professor's old desk telling him that he should go with her to see a friend of hers.

"You're not going to let this go are you? Unless I go and see your friend, right?" he asked.

Storm smiled. Logan fumed. "Fine, but I'm not happy."

"All right, lets go. She probably is already waiting for us. Oh... did I mention that she has the powers of Rogue and Jean combined?" Storm said. Logan looked interested.

Storm could have said that in the first place, but she had way to much fun messing with him.

Storm led Logan through the forest at the back of the mansion.

She keep on walking for about seventeen minutes then stopped before a few trees.

Then, just as Logan was about to ask what she was waiting for, a huge, lager than a normal wolf's size, wolf emerged from the tree's in front of them.

Storm offered him her hand. The wolf sniffed it then licked her hand. The wolf looked to him. Logan did the same as Storm. The wolf then spoke to them.

"My name is Asten, of the Alpha Wolf Pack. You must be Logan. Storm, it is good to see you again." The wolf said.

"Di..did the wolf just say my name, talk?!" Logan asked bewildered.

Storm and Asten just laughed and walked in between the tree's.

'Whoa, hold on there,... I'm so,... what just...where are you two going?!" Logan asked as he ran after them.

He walked into a clearing. Then he stopped. The woman he saw was absolutely stunning.

Her body was almost like Jean's, but this woman was much shorter and her hair was the darkest shade of brown, with natural blond highlights that only appeared in the sunlight. Her eye's were almond shaped and a dark chocolate brown, lighter than her hair, and when she looked into the sun they sparkled gold.

She was covered in sweet. She looked over to where Logan was and a shiver ran down his spine.

Then she spoke and his breath caught. Her voice was light, kind, but had an edge to it. "So you are Logan. Huh. I thought you would be taller."

He glared at her. "I'm taller than you."

"True," she smiled, his heart melted, "my name is Katie. My mutant name is Shadow. Nice to meet you, Wolverine."