Author's note: As promised, here it is. ; )
Return to Weapon X
Completely shocked and unable to move, Logan could only stare at the opposite wall; feeling her heart hammering against her chest as much as his did. He couldn't think straight. The news had completely overwhelmed and surprised him… And it made their situation only worse.
Slowly, and after what appeared to him as an eternity, he let go of her still shaking form and backed off; whereas she could only stare at him while crying silently. Noticing his odd stare, Jean immediately knew what he was thinking. That even if it hadn't happened here under these circumstances, he wouldn't be happy at all. It was just something he never wanted in his life. "Please, Logan…," she begged and reached out to seek comfort in his arms, but he backed off and retreated to the corner where the bed stood. Seeing it, she shook her head and sobbed aloud again; feeling so despaired that she wanted to die instantly. "What now?" she asked during her heavy sobs and looked at him for help. But there was none. He, too, didn't know what to do.
"We need to get out," was everything Logan replied without looking at her.
"How?" Jean asked and managed to get up on weak knees; obviously having a lot of trouble to be able to stand at all.
"Dunno," he shrugged and moved aside a bit when she sat down next to him. "I'll find a way. Then we get out…"
"And what if it takes a few months before you'll find a way?" Jean asked him thinking about the news they'd just received. "I can't…"
Damn it, I know!" Logan cut her off growling pissed off and ran a hand through his face.
"Narrowing her eyes a bit, she looked away- "Do you think I did this on purpose? Do you think that this is easy for me?!" she asked him angrily after a while.
"Did I say that?" he shot back and glared at her. "We'll get out, point!"
Not looking at each other for quiet a while, while the mood was more than tensed, Jean kneaded her hands nervously. "He said something about making us try again if it's not what they want…," she said barely audible and thought about it. "What did he mean?"
"That they'll get rid off it if it's a girl," Logan replied coolly and stared at the ground while her head had shot up and she was now looking at him in shock. "Women are worthless for them. Thought you figured that out by now…"
"Would you stop this?" she asked him angrily and gave him a piercing look.
"Stop what?" he replied harshly.
"Treating me like this," she snapped and fully turned towards him now. "This isn't my fault, Logan!"
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "I know that!"
Jean snorted and crossed her arms. "Apparently not…"
Feeling how tears came up, caused by her anger and desperation, she looked away while Logan glared at her. "What do you want me to do, eh?" he grunted ad narrowed his eyes in anger.
Quickly, she turned her head. Every emotion she was feeling in that particular moment was mirrored on her face. "Maybe taking me into your arms and telling me that everything will be fine again?" she nearly yelled at him and caused her tears to run down her cheeks. "I'm expecting a child, Logan. A baby that they'll rip out of me if it's not what they want, just to force a new one onto me by making us mate again… Do you even know what this means to me?!" While he had his eyes constantly fixed on the ground during her outburst, she suddenly buried her face in her hands and began to sob heavily.
Hearing her and feeling the despair and fear being radiated from her, Logan watched her for a while before he pulled her onto his lap ad let her cry on his shoulder. "I'm sorry," he whispered after she'd calmed down again and touched her cheeks to look at her. Seeing the pain in her eyes, Logan used his index finger to wipe away her tears gently. Stroking her right cheek softly, he couldn't help but pull her head closer. Only brushing over her soft lips, he soon deepened the kiss and practically drowned in it. Before he could pull her closer, the door to their cell was opened and made both look up.
"Aw, how cute," Wraith purred and grinned sarcastically. Remembering what Jean had told him, Logan extracted his claws in a fit of fury and began to growl at the man. "Stop it, runt!" the gorilla hissed and pointed to the corner of the room at the back wall. "Go there or you won't get any food!"
Letting go of Jean, he obeyed and retreated, while Jean had her eyes fixed on Wraith. She only heard a hissing sound and saw something flying past her, when Logan suddenly fell to the ground and yelled in pain. Instantly, her eyes widened and she was about to run to him, when the gorilla stopped her. "No! Don't even think about touching him or you'll be paralyzed, too," he said and grinned devilishly at her when she glared at him in anger. "And I doubt that little brat you're carrying liked electroshocks that could kill an elephant instantly…"
"Bastard!" Jean hissed and heard Logan panting heavily, while he turned a bit on the ground after the shocks stopped; completely paralyzed and dazed by it.
"Break was long enough, don't ya think, Jim?" Wraith asked and pushed a button on the small instrument he held in his large hands again. Within less than a second Logan screamed again.
"No, stop it!" Jean yelled crying and covered her mouth wither left hand. "I said stop it!"
"Your fault, bitch," her opposite said darkly. "You shouldn't have snooped around. Since I'm not allowed to touch you…" He looked down on her grinning. "…but believe me, I will… It's ol'Jim's turn to suffer for you…" He stopped the torture briefly to give Logan time for a few pants, just to begin anew.
"You're killing him!" Jean yelled scared to death, but this made Wraith only smirk wider. "Damn it, stop it!"
"Then come here…," he said and stopped the shocks again. Frowning, Jean obeyed and eyed him suspiciously. Stopping right in front of the bars, she kept a short distance between them; not knowing what he was up to. "You want me to stop hurting him?" he asked her innocently.
"He didn't do anything," Jean spat in anger while tears were still running down her cheeks. "I did it, so punish me!"
Grinning at her, while Logan was trying to raise his head, Wraith nodded to the ground. "Then get on your knees…"
"No…," she heard Logan saying weakly, but was determines to do it. If that bastard wanted her to beg for forgiveness as Logan had done before, she would do it. But she couldn't watch him suffering anymore…
"Closer to the bars…," the gorilla demanded and watched her closely. Smirking devilishly at her, Jean's eyes grew wide when his hand reached for the zipper on his pants. Immediately her heart was in her mouth when her mind was finally able to understand what he wanted her to do. Quickly, she looked away. "Come on, bitch!" Wraith said still grinning. "Don't tell me you've never done this for him." Moving closer to the bars he grabbed the back of her head roughly and shoved her closer. "If I don't like it, your precious James will make this sound." Pushing the button again, Logan instantly yelled once more in pain, just to pant afterwards when his body fought against the aftershocks. "Got that?" Wraith asked her menacingly, while Jean began to quiver.
"Jean…no," Logan manages to say and tried to move towards her, hardly seeing what was happening. Due to the paralyzing shocks, his heart was hammering violently while his healing factor fought against the numbness of his body. "Don't…"
Pushing her head closer, Wraith noticed how Jean tensed her muscles in resistance. "What? You rather want to see him suffering, slut? I can arrange that, but even he won't survive this…" Pushing the button once more, Logan was forced on his back again yelling and shook heavily when the shocks went through his entire body; nearly causing him to black out.
"No!" Jean screamed and he only snorted by seeing her tears.
Forcing her to come closer again, Wraith tightened the grip on her head. "Then start working, bitch!" he hissed and glared down on her. "And don't even dare to pull back before I'm done…"
Swallowing hard, while cold sweat became visible on her forehead, Jean felt a strong nausea coming up, which caused her to shake heavily and gave her a hard time not to throw up immediately. Hearing Logan's pleas not to care about him, she closed her eyes and bent forward…
Grinning down on the picture of misery, Wraith pulled the zipper up again. Switching his eyes to Logan, whose eyes were only slits while he gave him deadly looks, his smile only became wider. After putting a new tray with food into the cell, he closed the door again and turned to Jean, who had her eyes fixed on the ground. "Thought you were better, you know," he said smirking and heard a low growl from the inside. "You were just too…tensed…" Laughing he made his way to the door again.
Looking at her, Logan tried to command his arms to lift him up. Barely able to hold his own weight with his shaking and protesting sore muscles, he gave her a worried look. "Jean?" Startling, when she jumped up all of a sudden, just to drop down to her knees in front of the toilet right next to him, he only heard her throwing up heavily. Finally managing to get on his knees, he held her hair back and stroked over her back; thinking that she would never stop when she suddenly fell against his chest panting.
Stroking through her hair, Logan gave her an accusing look. "Why did you do that you silly cow?" he asked her angrily and wanted to ram his claws into something. "You should have just let him continue with it…"
"And letting him kill you?" Jean asked him in return barely audible while she was pale as a ghost.
"Yeah… Better that than abusing you…," he replied and she could have sworn that his eyes were wet.
Sitting up a bit while she held her abdomen, Jean turned around to look at him. "And how am I supposed to get out of here alone?" He let lowered his head in defeat. "So who's the silly cow?"
"Still you shouldn't have done this…," Logan gave back after a moment. Looking at her, he touched her cheek gently. "Need to throw up again?"
Running a hand through her sweaty face, Jean closed her eyes briefly. "That guy is so disgusting that I wish I could throw my whole stomach up…," she cursed through clenched teeth and leant against him slightly. "Are you okay?"
Logan waved off. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine… I'm more concerned about you, darlin'."
She shook her head and got slowly up to drink water. All she wanted was to get rid of this disgusting and disturbing taste in her mouth. Afterwards, she joined Logan, who'd finally managed to move over to the bed, and laid down next to him. Stroking through her hair, this one pulled her close. "I swear I kill him for doin' this to ya…," he growled and his eyes darkened slightly.
"Just promise me to find a way out," Jean replied barely audible and felt very tired all of a sudden.
Narrowing his eyes to their maximum, Logan stared at the wall. "Consider it as done, darlin'…," he growled in a menacing low voice that sent shivers down her spine, since she had never heard him talking like that. "Just consider it as done…"
I know this one was shorter. Sorry for that! I'll try to update soon again, but I haven't written any further yet. Maybe I come up with something later, so…who knows? LOL
Please review! ; ) See ya!
