AN:
1. Sorry it took so long, had to break my writer's block down with a chisel.
2. This chapter as the first "sex scene" I've ever written so I'm apologizing a head of time if I didn't get the wording right.
3. I want to thank everyone that is still reading this story and putting up with my insanely long writers block.
Walking to the elevator Julian didn't say a word to Ms. Frost. His mind kept repeating the image of Laura with that crazy look on her face lunging at the bars to attack him. What was wrong with her? One minute she was completely fine and the next she went completely psycho on him. When the elevator doors opened and they walked in, he finally spoke up needing answers. "Ms Frost, what the hell is wrong with her?" He asked as the doors closed, starting to take them back up to the upper levels.
Emma just kept facing toward the doors not even turning to look at him. "It's not your concern,"
"The hell it isn't!" Julian yelled at her wincing slightly at the pain that shot to his abdomen. "You put her on my team, you made her my responsibility!"
"Keep your voice down," She told him calmly keeping her attention straight ahead as she secretly probed his mind. She needed to see how deep Laura had effected him within his head.
"No! Tell me what is wrong with her!" Julian wasn't in the mood to be given the runaround specially when Laura kept targeting him. Twice now, she had come at him. "I have a right to know,"
Seeing his mind, she was slightly surprised by the section of memories containing Laura. It was developing in a similar pattern to the one of Sofia. That was not comforting to Emma considering she knew what his feelings for Winddancer where.
Deciding to face Julian, Emma took a moment just to look at him. She couldn't tell him the truth. That she didn't know what was going on with the clone. All she knew was that Laura was a danger to them and if it came to it, she'd put a stop to it. Just like she was going to put a stop to whatever feelings were starting between Hellion and her. Weather the others approved of it or not. She smiled at Julian before placing a hand on his cheek as if she was going to talk to him. Once she made physical contact with him however, she began to alter his memories of Laura putting him in a zombie like state for the time being.
Xavier looked at Laura not knowing what to do. He had been able to probe her mind, giving him knowledge of some sort of trigger that had been in place for probably years that had just been recently activated. Only problem was he had no way of knowing what the trigger was. He could put mental blocks in place and help her through whatever she was going through slowly, but that wouldn't prevent the trigger from being activated. Making her forget about the events could also have dire consequences on her mind and well-being. He was at a loss at what was the right course of action. "How do I help you?" Xavier asked Laura rhetorically. He left her in the cell to consult his books and see if Logan had any ideas on what to do.
Laura could hear the ocean waves crashing beside her as she walked the shore. Her feet where bare allowing her to feel the sand and water touch her skin. The salty water air of the ocean filled her senses and she felt relaxed here. Nothing bad could happen and nothing could harm her. She was safe. "You're never safe X," She turned her head to see a man in his late twenties walking beside her wearing hospital scrubs and lab coat. His dark black hair wasn't shaggy, but wasn't cut too short either and his eyes were a pretty shade of blue that Laura had always found calming to look at while growing up. "Isn't that what Ms. Kinney and I taught you?"
"Dr. Henison?" She asked receiving a smile in response. About to speak again, Laura was stopped when a hole suddenly opened up under her feet causing her to fall.
Falling through the Earth, she landed on a blue sheeted bed with a white comforter on it. She looked around the room more confused then she was, realizing she was in someone's bedroom. Laura had never been in a place like this. Becoming defensive, she noticed the handle on the door across the room begin to open. Preparing for the enemy, she made a fist ready to extend her claws when she was taken back by who entered the room.
Julian smiled at Laura as he closed the door behind him. Laura was so shocked, she was surprised her jaw wasn't hanging open. Julian wasn't wearing anything, but a pair of dark denim jeans as he made his way over to the bed. His hard rock abs didn't seem real to Laura making her want to touch them just to make sure, but she was to scared to move at the moment. Placing his hands on the white comforter, he crawled closer to Laura stopping right in front of her, their faces only inches away from each other.
"Am I dreaming?" Laura asked right before Julian leaned in causing their lips to touch. Yes. This was a dream. At first, every nerve in Laura's body tensed up scared of what was going to happen, but she soon relaxed beginning to enjoy this new sensation. All her senses were alive as he forced her mouth open deepening the kiss. She had never experienced this before.
When she had been a prostitute, she had to have sex with her clients when they asked, but they had never kissed. It wasn't allowed, due to it being too personal. Julian moved closer to her, forcing her to lean back onto the bed. His hands moved to remove her shirt causing her to lift her hands over her head, making them break from the kiss. Tossing the shirt aside, Laura's breasts were only covered by a black bra, causing Julian to smile more at her, being able to actually see the skin underneath the shirt and explore her perfect toned body excited him. His hands began to roam over her skin as he kissed her lips before making his way to her neck.
Every time his lips touched her skin, a new wave of pleasure went through her leaving her speechless. She ran her hands through his dark hair as he continued down to her chest. He stopped and looked up, their eyes locking. He was asking for permission, which no one had done with her before. She gave a small nod before, she felt him remove the strips to her bra continuing to kiss her skin as he did. One of Julian's hands reached behind her back undoing the clasp before he tossed the small item of clothing aside and began massaging one of her breasts while capturing the other in his mouth. A small gasp escaped Laura's lips at how good it felt as she felt her body continue to heat up. She brought her hands down his arms to his chest exploring his abs as she kept looking at him work on her.
Laura became alarmed though when she felt Julian stop moving and he looked at her. He had an expression of pain on his face, causing her to become concerned. "What is wrong?" She followed his line of sight when he looked down at his abdomen seeing blood drip from it and her claws plunged inside. "…no" She said in a low voice as she retracted her claws. His hands went to his abdomen and blood poured out covering his hands. Julian stumbled off the bed as he began to cough up blood. Laura went to help him but was restrained when two people grabbed her arms holding her back. She was fully clothed again and the scene changed to her being in a Facility cell with Julian watching him lye on the floor dying.
No matter how hard she tried, Laura couldn't get to him. Rice and Kimura held her in place while she could see her mother and Dr. Hension on their knees, handcuffed with guards pointing AK-47s at them ready to fire on command. "Everyone you touch dies," A snarky voice belonging to Rice whispered into her ear. "When will you just accept you're just a weapon. All you're good for is to kill when we say," Releasing her, she ran to Julian as tears began to fall from her eyes as she tried to stop the bleeding. Laura was forced to watch as the live drained out of Julian leaving behind an empty body just as Rice gave the order to kill the two onlookers. Not knowing what to do, she screamed into the air causing herself to wake up, back in her cell at the mansion.
Looking around, she realized she was in the basement of the mansion. Her clothes were bloody and her head was pounding. Clutching her head as she went to stand, she noticed Logan sitting outside her cell in a steal chair. "Morning kid," He greeted her with his arms crossed over his chest looking at her intently. "Feelin better?"
"Did anyone get hurt?" There were gaps in her memory which usually meant she lost control and went into a blind rage. Normally, she'd wake up around multiple dead bodies, but considering she was locked in a cell, with no restraints and under the guard of only Logan she figured she hadn't killed anyone, or she hoped she hadn't.
Standing from the chair, he walked over to a wall closest to the cell leaning against it peering in at her. "Keller needed a few stitches and will have a scar. Other then that, no" He noticed Laura's expressions didn't change, but her heartbeat and scent did in a matter of seconds when mentioning the boy. "You wanna tell me what happened?"
Thinking, Laura tried to remember, but she couldn't. It was as if she had been exposed to the trigger scent, but she knew the Michael guy hadn't had any on him or he would have used it before they had gotten onto the roof. "I do not know. Last thing I remember was the man holding me unable to get free of him with Julian and you running toward us,"
Logan's brow raised in surprise. This meant she didn't have any memory of the conversation they had when she had first gotten in the cell and had no knowledge of when she tried to attack Julian the second time. Before he had time to ask another question he heard the downstairs elevator doors open. Turning Logan watched as Xavier wheeled over to them. "Good morning Laura, I see we're feeling better,"
"She doesn't remember anything about the last few days," Logan told Xavier before looking back at Laura who had a confused look on her face.
"Days?"
Xavier wheeled closer to Laura's cell to talk to her. "Yes, Laura. You've been unconscious for three days. Logan and I have been taking shifts to watch you. How do you feel?"
Laura didn't know how to answer that. She was missing gasps in her memory...again and she had a wicked bad headache that she couldn't shake. Felt like she needed a whole bottle of Excedrin just to get rid of it. "I require some headache medication," She stated not knowing anything else to be wrong. Logan nodded to her and started heading off to grab some for her.
"Laura, are you positive you don't remember anything about the last couple of days?" Xavier asked watching as Laura began to stretch her limps. If she couldn't, it meant that the trigger was indeed active and someone was using it against them, was using her against them. Question was who and for what.
Shaking her head no, she walked up to the bars placing a hand on them, looking at the professor. "Am I allowed out of here?" She hated cells. Hated being confined, but she would if she had to, to keep everyone safe. Laura didn't want to hurt anyone else. If being locked in here was better for everyone else she would stay, no matter how much it pained her and reminded her of her old living condition.
Xavier knew enough about Laura from Logan and from taking the walk inside her head to know how much being in the cell killed her. He gave her a reassuring smile trying to show her everything was going to be okay. "When Logan gets back, I shall talk to Ms. Frost and talk to her about your release," Laura knew what that meant. She knew Frost didn't like her and would of had her removed awhile ago if it hadn't been for Logan. The woman had told her Laura's first night here when Frost had made her see her mother, that if anything happened to her students due to her, there would be consequences. And considering she had hurt Julian, Frost's favorite student, her days were numbered.
She put her head down letting out a sigh, before she come off the bars and headed to the far wall of the cell, sitting down with her knees pulled to her chest, arms resting upon them. She closed her eyes, trying to relax and get rid of her headache when she heard Logan's footsteps coming her way with medicine. Letting out a breath as he tossed her the whole bottle through the bars, she looked at it before opening the top and just about chugging down the whole thing. Bad thing about medicine was it took a lot to effect people with healing abilities such as Laura and Logan. It was the same with alcohol which could either be a good thing or a bad depending on the day. "I shall go talk to Emma now," Xavier told Logan as he began to wheel back to the elevators.
When they were alone, Logan moved to sit on the floor beside the cell with a look of concern on his face at his clone instead of sitting in the chair. He hated seeing her in the cell, confined, when he knew how much of her life was spent in a room about that size. Looking at her, she looked more like her mother then like him, but when looking into her bright green eyes, he could see the pieces of him. It was odd. He had never asked for her. Never even had sex with her mother or even met the woman, but here he was look at a young woman who was apart of him. "Do you think I am a danger to the others?" He heard her ask from the cell as she looked up at him. Out of all the questions in the world, she could have asked him, he was not expecting that one, though he should have been.
AN: Please review, working on the next part right now. Sorry for the shortness, hoping the next chapter will be longer. Thank you again to everyone that's reading this.