This is a little interesting thing I thought up a long time ago; but I've just now gotten back into the swing of actually writing again. So here goes! This is set after The Last Stand with a little bit of differences. Slight cliche but with a twist
I do not own Xmen or the characters.
Logan walked into the mansion with his bag and relaxed his tense shoulders.
The various smells invaded his senses; the rich wood, the old paper in all the books of the library, the rainbow of students, and one of his favorites scents.
Rain and argan.
He could smell that a mile away he was sure of it.
"Logan! You're back!" Marie crashed into him causing a slight 'oof' as the wind knocked out of him.
He smiled softly reciprocating her hug.
"Hey kid. How's it going? Walk with me."
They carried on down the hallway.
"You've been gone for 5 months Logan; there's a whole lot I have to catch you up on. The cure doesn't work. My powers are slowly coming back; I can't use them to the fullest but it's enough to absorb powers for a few minutes. I'm not strong enough to do any damage other than a little tingle. But that means that Magneto and Mystique are getting theirs back too. So eventually we know that they're going to be reappearing sooner or later. Also on another note of reappearances and what not- well I should probably let her explain that to you..." Marie trailed off as her attention went to the grand staircase.
He smelled her before he saw her but his eyes followed Marie's line of vision until they widened in shock.
Storm came down the stairs with the grace she always had; except her slender frame and flat stomach were replaced with a very visible bump.
"Hello Logan, welcome back." She said as she continued down the stairs.
Piotr rushed to her side immediately and she rolled her eyes in amusement.
"I am fine! I'm pregnant; I am not crippled, my Goddess!" She waved him off with a smile.
"Sooo yeah. See ya later Logan!" Marie rushed off leaving Logan in a state of confusion.
Storm being pregnant was one thing but why the hell was Marie being so weird? Not like the baby was his.
Maybe it was just awkward to see Storm pregnant.
She wasn't seeing anyone that he knew of before he left. Wouldn't make sense for her to start after everything that went on. But it was unlike her to be so irresponsible that she'd end up knocked up off a one nighter too. He chalked it up to grief. It wasn't unusual to do things out of character while grieving.
There was gonna be a baby in the mansion soon apparently.
"Logan? We need to talk."
Well; there went his warm welcome.
Ororo shut the door to her office and stiffly walked over to her desk.
Her demeanor had changed as soon as they were alone together; always the Ice Queen.
Her scent was heavy with the smell of rain; almost drowning out her Argan. Probably something to do with being pregnant.
But there was something else; he just wasn't sure what.
Ororo stood with her back turned to him before letting out a long sigh as her head dropped down a little.
He knew she was pinching the bridge of her nose; it was her telltale sign of stress.
She took a deep breath and spun around, eyes widening as she was not expecting him to be right in front of her.
He pulled her in for a hug and her body became almost as rigid as ice.
"Could've gave me a better welcome back."
"You're the father of my child." They said simultaneously.
He backed up as if she'd burnt him.
"What the fuck did you just say?"