Author: fbdarkangel

Character/Pairing: Laura/Julian, Wolverine, Cyclops, Emma Frost, New X-Men

Summary: Wolverine plays daddy!

Rating: T for sexuality

A/N: #1 I made the title look like "Meet the Parents" like. #2 Yes! I know Logan said Laura was his sister( I too have read the comic books), but I think the whole father/daughter relationship between them fits more than brother/sister.

Disclaimer: If I owned it I would've changed it from "sister" to "daughter"!

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It was natural for a student to feel absolute dread when he or she had to meet Mr. Logan in the Danger Room. Then again, not many students were stupid enough to sleep with Mr. Logan's female clone, let alone get caught by Logan and half the school. Unfortunately for Julian Keller, he was that stupid. Once he and Laura were alone again, he fell right on the bed.

"I am so dead," he said. Laura put her hand on his bare chest and started stroking it. "They're not going to hurt you," she said. "I won't let them."

Julian looked up to see her beautiful face. He smiled on how her green eyes turned from slight comfort to desirable hunger. He pulled her into a passionate kiss. One of his hands was pulling the blanket away from her naked body while the other was sliding up her thigh. Julian had Laura on her back when there was a knock on the door.

Perhaps, you two have forgotten, came Emma's cold voice from inside their heads. But you are to stop your little 'cuddling', get dress, and meet Logan in the Danger Room.

Both Julian and Laura sighed.

"Bitch." growled Laura while Julian gave the door the finger.

I heard that and I saw that.

Once they were both fully dressed with their pajamas, they began walking down to the elevator leading down to the lower levels. As they reached the Danger Room, the doors opened and Cyclops and Miss Frost came out.

"Don't worry," Cyclops said to his students. "Emma got him calm enough to not kill anyone."

"I couldn't get him to not hurt you, though. Sorry." Emma added with a cold smile and a shrug.

"Thanks, Professors." Julian grimaced. He took Laura by the hand and walked right past the headmasters and into the Danger Room. And there was the Wolverine. He was leaning on the other side of the room, staring darkly at the young couple.

"Took you two long enough," he growled.

"Sorry, Logan," Laura said with just as much darkness.

Logan started walking towards them. Julian gulped and Laura's eyes narrowed. Logan stopped when he was five feet away from them. He turned to Julian.

"Laura's a special girl," he said as though his clone wasn't there.

"I know that." Julian said with some confidence. Laura smiled.

"Then you know she is not to be messed with," Logan growled even more. "As her father, I can not just-"

"MY FATHER?!" Logan and Julian turned to see Laura in outstanding rage.

"For these past years, I have been trying to adjust to a new life!" she yelled. "And now that I finally have, you try to ruin it with the illusion that you've been my father all this time!"

"Adjusting yourself in Keller's bed is not the same as adjusting to a new life."

"Well, let's see how many beds you adjusted yourself into after Weapon X, Dad," she added with some venom on that last word. Logan raised his eyebrows and Julian stared at Laura. Neither of them had ever seen her like this. Laura put her hands out as if to count something off her head.

"Carol Danvers," she stated. "Val Cooper, Rogue (though I don't know how you got that far with her), Ororo Munroe, Mystique, Miss Frost (still don't know how you got that far), Jean Grey-the only woman you didn't sleep with was my mother!" She took a deep breath and walked closer to Logan.

"You once told me that you're still figuring things out in your life," she said in a calmer tome. "So don't think you have a say on how I figure things out."

And with that, Laura turned to leave, taking Julian with her. Once the doors opened, all of the New X-Men, who were eavesdropping, fell on the floor.

"Wait a second, David," Victor blurted out, unconvincingly. "You don't have contacts."

The End.