[A/N: Sorry I didn't get this posted sooner, but I thought if there was any day I would post this, it would be on my birthday, so here it is! Also I'm dipping a little into the comic verse so there a few comic references that I found on live journal, if you're interested, here's the link: superhero - muses . live journal 55350 . Html (just take out the spaces :D)]

Chapter 14

Scott dodged around the wall, it wasn't supposed to happen like this. Gun fire exploded into the air. The humans were supposed to be the hostages not the X-Men. They did everything by the book but they still got the tables turned on them. The mutants had been dealt with but now it was the humans making demands and death threats. Scott's heart leaped into his throat when he saw Storm holding a bleeding in her leg. Hank was trying to make a tourniquet to help stop the bleeding. Logan was pulling a couple of mangled bullets from his shoulder. He tossed them with a vicious snarl.

"Scott! We have to get out of here!" Hank yelled and a shower of bullets rained on them from the other side of the wall. Scott panted for a moment and looked back at Logan. The determination boiling inside him, and Logan felt it in the air and tensed.

~Don't…~ Logan's voice echoed in his head and he felt himself trying to latch onto it, but he looked around the pillar, they were bringing out the bigger guns. Storm and Hank wouldn't survive it, him maybe, Logan definitely would. He looked back at Logan.

"Get them out of here, I can make a shield around you and hold them off until the you can get the police in here." Scott's voice was strong and unwavering. He had this plan in the vault since this madness started. Logan growled and ran to Scott's pillar, where he trapped the man between his arms.

"I'm not going anywhere!" Logan snarled out. Scott locked gazes with him, determination burning within him.

"You don't have a choice, Hank and Storm won't make it without you… I need to stay here to keep these idiots distracted, I can make that shield Logan, you know I can." Logan punched the pillar and the particles and dust fell on Scott's shoulder.

"That's not what I'm worried about!" he yells, and Scott flinches mentally.

"I can do this, I can buy you time to get the hell out of here and have reinforcements come in." Logan stares down hard at Scott and Scott, Scott can't help himself. He brushes the side of Logan's face and smiles softly.

~I'll be okay…~ Logan swoops down to capture Scott's lips in a pressing kiss.

"Just stay alive Slim." he moves over to Hank and Storm to give the plan. Scott focuses on them and the need to protect them. Logan must feel the shield go up cause he looks at Scott, pained, and pissed as hell that Scott is really going to do this. Scott nods and the trio is up and running at the same time Scott moves out from behind the pillar. The Phoenix rages and comes to life within Scott.

Logan watches in awe as Scott lifts off the ground, his hair turning into the flaming red, his eyes turning black. It was like watching Jean in Alcatraz but there was more control there. It wasn't just raw power that couldn't be tamed and controlled.

Scott is vaguely aware of the frightened stares from his enemy, the pitiful humans threatened them, they should feel afraid. Phoenix whispers inside, a myriad of different phrases and feelings but the main ones that stick out are: Protect Logan… Protect Hank… Protect Storm… Destroy the enemy…! Scott gasps and a missile is flying right at him, from the missile launcher one of them is holding on his shoulder. The grin on the man's face is wide, crazed almost. Logan and them had it outside and Scott summoned the shields to him as the Phoenix shot out energy to meet the flying projectile. There was an explosion and it sent the humans flying back and Scott through the pillars. Debris crumbled and fell on Scott, burying him under the ruins.

Logan heard the crumble and stopped, he couldn't feel the shields anymore and it made him run cold. ~Scott?~ No answer. ~SCOTT?!~ Still no answer. Logan broke away and headed back inside.

"Logan!" Storm cried out as part of the ceiling caved in on the court house. Logan ignored her and ran back inside. His heart was beating frantically against his metal grafted ribs. He saw the pile of debris, the men groaning and trying to stand. Logan snarled and it echoed off the walls.

"What the hell happened here?!" he stalked towards the group of men, fear filling his nostrils. The police filed in after, and Logan swept on of the men up off his feet, his claws sliding out quickly. The man whimpered. "What. Happened?" his voice was reduced to an animalistic growl and the man scrambled for words.

"The guy, he stopped the missile but is still exploded. He's buried somewhere beneath the rubble." Logan threw the man aside and ran to the debris.

"SCOTT?" his voice was loud and frantic. The animal within him was raging, dying to get it's hands on the group of men. Logan grabbed the chunks of concrete and tossed them aside. He was panting and sweating, his limbs shaking. But Scott first. He had to get Scott. It was like a mantra playing over and over in his head.

Scott. Scott. Scott.

A head of tousled brown hair was found, beneath a glowing shield. Logan almost cried with relief as he franticly pulled Scott from the rubble. He wasn't moving, a gash on his forehead was oozing blood.

Hank came in and saw Logan hovering over an unconscious Scott. Logan bent down at bit the collar of Scott's uniform. Hank had to blink a couple a couple of times, because Logan was on all fours, dragging Scott towards him. The police tried to step forward and help, but Logan pulled Scott to his chest and a roar filled the air. Hank raced forward. "Get back!" Logan growled at them and started to drag Scott off again. Hank knew what this was, knew what it meant. "Stay back if you value your life." he told the cops who were staring after Logan.

Logan crouched over Scott, his wild eyes watching, waiting for Scott to regain consciousness. Hank came out to see Logan dragging his tongue across Scott's face. He was licking Scott! In front of God and everybody! Storm tried to approached carefully, but Logan saw her and growled as he stood over Scott, Hank got between them.

"Logan, we aren't going to hurt him. It's okay… It's okay…" he put his hands up to show to Logan, that they meant no harm to him or the man trapped beneath him. Suddenly Scott stirred and Logan backed off of him.

Scott opened his eyes to find himself staring up at the sky, and slowly sat up to see Logan crouched before him, watching him closely. Scott blinked. This was different. Logan wasn't himself. He reached out carefully. "Logan…" it was spoken softly and Logan slowly walked into Scott's arms. His nose was buried into Scott's throat and Scott couldn't stop the shiver that ran through him. He glanced around to see Hank and Storm keeping their distance. Scott ran his hand through Logan's hair, trying to offer comfort. He had no idea what had happened to Logan, but the Phoenix kept telling him to pet Logan, to speak to Logan. Scott tried for a mental link to Logan but all he hears was static. Like there was no coherent thought in Logan's mind.

Feral. The Phoenix offered and Scott kept running his hand through Logan's hair. A purr rumbled through Logan's chest and into Scott's. Hank slowly approached and Logan tensed, a soft growl of warning rose in him. Scott brushed his lips against Logan's ear and began to mutter softly. "It's okay, Logan. He's a friend. He's here to help." Scott brushed Logan's mind again and the feral calmed down significantly. Scott gave a hopeless look at Hank. He was lost, he didn't know what do to with this Logan. This was new, uncharted territory and it didn't make sense. What had caused Logan to become a feral?

The trip back home was quiet and strange, Logan stayed next to Scott, pressing his body into him to keep Scott still and confirm to Logan that he was indeed still there. Hank watched them and Scott shifted and pulled Logan closer, he could tell that Scott was lost at what do and only knew that physical contact was the only thing, the feral understood.

"Logan…" it was spoken softly like a person would talk to a wounded animal. Scott's voice was slightly shaken and confused. Scott was exhausted, but he had to stay up with Logan to assure him that he was okay. Logan put his nose to the base of Scott's throat and whimpered. Scott let his head be pushed back and suddenly teeth grabbed his skin roughly. He gasped and jerked his body. His finger gripped Logan's shoulders, but other than that, he stood perfectly still, as Logan towered over him. Scott ran his fingers through Logan's hair, slowly petting him. The feral seemed to like that and he let out slowly and something rumbled in his chest.

"Scott…" it was almost human sounding and Scott fell his world shift and he was pulled into a rock solid chest. "Rest…" and Scott's eyes found human brown eyes. Logan was slowly coming back around as Scott fell into darkness.