Title: To lose Jean and get Wolverine.  

Rating: R

Pairings: Scott/Jean, Scott/Logan (flirting and slash later chapters), OC/OC

Warnings: Homosexual implications, Violence, cursing. Characters are OOC. (Don't like, don't read)

Disclaimer: I don't own them; I'm just trying to make their lives more interesting...

A/N: Thanks to all those who reviewed! This chappies shorter, but I'll have chappie 3 soon!

Chapter 2: Off on the mission we go.

"Okay, the mutant you're looking for is named Daniel Jones. He's 19 years old and works at a restaurant on Moore's street called 'Rosarinis'. We're not quite sure what power he possesses, but he reportedly ran out of the restaurant screaming after killing the head chef by impaling him on a metal spike." Xavier stated, looking at the two men before him.

"That doesn't sound very...mutanty." Wolverine said, immediately wincing at the use of the childish term.

Cyclops tried to hide the smirk threatening to spread over his features. Logan turned to him and arched an eyebrow. Scott started to laugh, hard.

"What's so funny?" he asked, through gritted teeth.

"Mutanty?" Scott choked out between laughs.

"Shut up, Laser Boy." Logan shouted, embarrassed.

Xavier watched on, face showing signs of amusement.

"Well, " he started, clearing his throat to get the men's attention again, "Since he seemed to pull the spike out of thin air, I'd think there's a reason to believe he's a mutant" he explained and focused on the pair, who now had identical looks of shock and slight curiosity.

"Out of the air?" Scott repeated.

"Yes, so please be careful." Xavier stressed, looking at Logan.

"Oh, yeah, everyone look at me! Coz, heaven forbid, Scott might do something wrong!" Logan shouted, insulted at the professors pointed stare.

"Never, I'm not an irrational git." Scott replied, ending with a fake smile.

"Fuck you." Logan murmured as they were excused.

"Well, if you're really good..." Scoot replied quietly.

Logan's eyes widened at the comment as Scott headed out the door laughing softly. He headed to his room to change for the mission ahead.

Scott stood impatiently at the front door of the school.

"Come on, Logan!" he yelled as he saw the guy heading towards him.

Logan walked faster and stopped at the door beside him.

"What? I had to get ready." Logan defended himself as he caught Scott's disapproving glare.

"Yeah, sure. We're wearing our suits. I'd love to see you try to get ready for a date on a time schedule." Scoot replied, looking at him.

Logan raised his eyebrows suggestively. "That could be arranged."

Scott blushed red and hurried out the door. Logan shook his head.

'Come on! Who he trying to kid? That man is not straight and that's not just wishful thinking!' he said to himself and felt the predatorial expression spread across his face again.

'He just needs some guidance..." Logan smirked at the thought of 'guiding' Scott. It promised to be fun.

He stepped outside. Scott was getting on his bike that was parked at the side of the house.

"Hey! We're taking the bike?" Logan called over to him, as he approached slowly.

"Yeah, the cars in the garage and this is quicker anyway." Scott answered.

"Okay, fine with me." Logan smirked, sliding slowly onto the back of the bike, up against

Scott's back, and moved his arms around the other mans waist.

He felt Scott go rigid.

"Logan, what are you doing?" he stuttered.

"Well now Scott, I have to hold on tight, bikes are dangerous." Logan replied, in a seemingly innocent yet slightly teasing tone, pressing himself closer to Scott and resting his chin on the others shoulder.

"Ookaay..." Scott exclaimed as he jumped off the bike, hands up and cheeks flaming red.

"We're taking the car." he stated and took off towards the garage. Logan smirked, enjoying the way he was affecting his colleague.

He had so turned Scott on, he couldn't help but notice the flushed complexion and slight bulge in the other mans suit.

He was knocked out of his train of thought by the sound of a horn beeping. He saw Scott in the driving seat, looking pissed and slightly embarrassed from the earlier incident.

"Come on, Logan, We've got work to do." he shouted and revved the engine as Logan got into the vehicle and they sped off towards Moore's street.

A/N: Sorry for the REALLY long delay. Blame School and shit. Sorry about Scott's one time flirting and them freaking out again, the line just came out that way... I 'll have the next chappie up sooner...Promise! Please R+R!