Here's the second chapter. This one is shorter. Will try and make them longer. Hope you enjoy it. Please review. I don't own Logan or Victor

Once inside, Logan and Victor went to the office desk.

"We're here to see the therapist," Logan said.

"What are your names?" the receptionist asked.

"Logan Howlett and Victor Creed," he said.

The receptionist typed on the computer and found their names. "Ah, here we are. Your family appointment is in ten minutes, gentlemen. I will call you when the doctor is ready to see you," she said.

"Thanks," Logan said.

He and Victor went and sat down on the chairs. They sat beside each other and looked around the room. There were no other patients. Logan slumped in his seat and just stared at the wall. Victor also slumped in his seat and looked through a National Geographic that was ages old. It seemed liked forever, but then a person walked out of the door leading to the doctor's office and the receptionist called them up. They walked to the door and a young woman who was a secretary. She led them through the door and down a short hallway and stopped in front of another door.

"Dr. Raven is ready to see you two." She then left.

Logan and Victor looked at each other then tried walking through the door at the same time. Logan tried shoving Victor out of the way.

"Move it, Creed," he said.

"Ya move it, runt," Victor said, shoving him back. "Yer young. Ya can wait yer turn."

"I ain't that young, big brother. Yer only four years older than me." He shoved him back.

"I don't give a rat's ass. Quit shovin' me." Victor shoved him back. Harder.

"Ya quit shovin'." Logan shoved him harder.

"Ya started it, runt," he said and shoved him into the wall. "And I finished it."

Logan glared at him and growled.

"If you boys are quite finished then let's get started," Dr. Raven said, standing at the door that she opened. She was a dark haired young woman with a T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers on and she wore glasses. Her eyes had a glare in them as she fully opened the door to let them through.

Logan walked through first then Victor and Dr. Raven closed the door behind them. She walked to her chair beside her big desk and grabbed her small notebook and pen. Logan and Victor sat next to each other on the comfortable black leather couch. Dr. Raven opened her notebook and looked at the two men.

"Tell me, gentlemen, what brings you here today?"

"We were made to come here," Victor said. "By Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr."

"Why were you made to come here?"

"Because we were fightin'," Logan said.

Dr. Raven scribbled on her notebook. "Why were you fighting?"

"Because he-" Victor jabbed his thumb to Logan "stopped me from doin' my job."

"Doing what job?"

"Rescuin' mutants from a warehouse," Logan said then glared at Victor. "I stopped ya 'cause ya were killin' those guards! Just like those innocent people back in Lagos!"

"I was doin' my job then ya walked out on me! We had a good thin' goin'!"

Dr. Raven scribbled more notes and looked at the two men. "I can see that you two have a very serious family problem."

Victor glared at her and Logan did, too.

"You two need to learn to talk things over without getting into fistfights. We will take things slowly. I want to know about your childhood. What was it like?"

"Crappy," Victor said.

"Mine got crappy when I was around 10," Logan said.

"Alright," she said. "Why were your childhoods crappy? Victor you first."

"Why should I tell ya?" Victor growled.

"Because it will help if you talk about the pain of your childhood," she said. "I think that it is some of the reasons why you two always get into violent fights."

"Ya don't know nothin'," Logan said.

She glared at him a little. "Let's just try and talk about your childhood, Victor."

"My childhood was crappy 'cause of my father bein' a total bastard."

"Why was he a total bastard?" she asked.

"'Cause. . ." Victor looked at his hands and extracted a set of claws on one hand. "'Cause of these. . .'cause I'm a mutant. And he has always been abusive and a drunk."

"I see," she said and scribbled more notes. "He was abusive to you?"

"Yeah. He would beat me. . .and. . ." Victor couldn't go on. He retracted his claws and crossed his arms and looked to the floor.

"And?"

"Just drop it," Victor said.

Dr. Raven turned to Logan. "Would you like to go next?"

Logan shook his head.

After the rest of their hour appointment they left after making another appointment for the next week.