CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE

INFINITIO LABORATORIUM

AN: I'm sorry this chapter took so long to post, guys, but, GREAT NEWS! With help from my Mumma, I FIGURED OUT WHO STOLE THE INFINITY SERUM! MWA HA HA HA HA!

Of course I'm not going to tell you (rubs hands together evilly with a witches cackle) you just have to wait as the plot thickens like a witches concoction in a cauldron.

Also, check out one of my newer fics, if you're interested. It's a 'Pitch Black' fanfic. Riddick has gone up there along with Victor in my books.

TO: PLOTBUNNY GUEST: How WONDERFUL to hear from you again! (pounces and hugs)

TO: TheLittleRogueX: I'M SO GLAD YOU'VE READ MY FIC AND LEFT THAT WONDERFULLY LONG REVIEW! (pounces and covers in totally platonic hugs and purrs and nuzzles) That just made my day! And I might just include some of your plot ideas! (you will receive credit, of course)

I also think it's cool how you got the play on Steves last name. (Aswell) I did indeed put the two words together to make his name because I couldn't think of anything else.

TO: AvalonTheLadyKiller: (scoops up melted blob of Avalon and adds it to her witches cauldron) Thank you for the extra ingredients.

TO: FleeingDawn: WHERE ARE YOU! (sends out a search party with flashlights and chocolate)

ONTO THE FIC!:

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NICK FURYS HELLICARRIER

"I must say," the mild-mannered Bruce Banner commented as he cleaned his glasses. "That was pretty touching."

Victor gave him a warning snarl. "I might as well make this perfectly clear, and I'm only sayin' this once, so LISTEN UP!"

That alpha timbre in his voice had them all sitting up straight (or standing, in Furys case) and taking notice.

"Those cubs, my mate, are under MY protection. If ONE HAIR on THEIR HEADS is even MUSSED because of any of ya, it'll be you and YER FAMILIES who will PAY THE PRICE!"

All grins and jovialness were gone from the room and even Tony Stark, the ever cheerful playboys countenance had gone ice cold. When he spoke, his voice was deadly. "As long as YOU understand the same goes for us, pussy-cat. You harm one hair on Peppers head, even inadvertently, and I will personally turn you into ash."

"The same goes for my kin." Thor said sternly, his grip on Mojiliner tightening.

"Ditto." Bruce said softly, but with menace.

Clint and Natasha looked at each other and smirked. They had each others backs and that was all they needed to worry about.

Victor suddenly smirked. "So we understand each other. Good. Though, if ya wanna have a go at the runt, I ain't gonna stop ya. Of course, it'll probably end up with yer heads on platters." He neglected to tell them that if, on some strange off-chance, they DID manage to kill his little brother, they would unleash a new version of Hades on Earth in the form of him.

Victor looked back at Fury. "How long till we get there, one-eye?" he growled threateningly.

Fury paused for a moment, then said; "We're here."

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Furys lab for his precious infinity serum was more secure than Alcatraz and Fort Knox put together; security cameras, electrified walls, guards with guns posted on turrets, no windows, the works. (Of course, being in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle helped, too.) Inscribed on the metal walls of the building were the latin words;

INFINITIO LABORATORIUM

Victor arched an eyebrow at this and sent an incredulous look towards the one-eyed super-spy. "You've got ta be *&^%^ 'n me. Ya actually inscribed the words 'Infinity Lab' on YER LAB!" the last few words came out in an actual roar. "Yer practically INVITE'N someone ta break in!"

Natashas well-sculpted eyebrow shot up. "He reads Latin?"

Bruce chuckled. "Well, considering how old this guy is, I guess we shouldn't be surprised."

Victor simply snorted at the comments as the hellicarrier neatly landed ontop of the building, still grumbling inwardly over the spys stupidity…..or maybe it was just severe over-confidence, which was especially stupid considering the mans serum had just been stolen.

It was three (3) in the morning when Victor, Fury, the Avengers, and Agent Coulson descended from the hellicarrier. Despite the darkness not yet pierced by dawn, despite the spray of the sea flying in their faces, Victor had no trouble seeing the sturdy and tall blonde form of Steve Aswell standing at the hatch to the entrance of the lab, arms crossed over his chest, a 'take-no-prisoners' look etched upon his face.

A tirade of curses spewed from Victors lips. "WHAT THE *&^%$ ARE YOU DOING HERE!?"

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XAVIERS SCHOOL FOR GIFTED CHILDREN

Logan rubbed a calloused hand over his face in exhaustion as he sat next to the bed where his Marie and Jonesy were curled up and asleep…..well, JONESY was asleep, his Marie on the other hand…..

"Marie, darlin'', ya have ta sleep." Logan whispered, reaching out unerringly in the darkness to run his hand down her chocolate, white-streaked hair. His purr had put all but Cassie and his Marie to sleep.

Cassie, he figured, probably WOULDN'Tsleep until Victor was holding her again, purr or no purr. Vic had said his (meaning Logans) purr would put her to sleep but, so far, it only seemed to make her drowsy. His Marie, however, SHOULDbe asleep, no ifs, ands or buts.

"Ah cain't, sugah." Rogue said softly; careful not to rouse Jonesy. "Mah brain's all a buzzin'."

Logan sighed and, from her mattress on the floor, Cassie snorted. "Join the club, hon. Only mine's like that twenty-four-seven. The only time it DOES shut up is when Vic's holding me." She drew Roddy closer to her and stroked his dark hair ontop of his blue-skinned head. "Actually, I have a feeling you two probably need to talk BIG time. Why don't you guys go have a conversation somewhere private?"

This time it was Logans turn to snort. "Yeah, right, and come back an' find you've somehow managed to set yourself on fire? Not gonna happen, kid."

Cassie sent a glare in the direction of his voice, practically hissing at him like an angry cat. "You see any matches anywhere!? Geez louise, I'll be FINE. I'll just lay here and contemplate what the heck I'm going to do about my job and my apartment. Now both of you get moving!"

Rogue sat up quietly in her bed, careful not to nudge Jonesy.

Logan stood as well, as silent as the deadly predator he could be, and helped his Marie to climb out of her bed without waking Jonesy or tripping over the added mattress on the floor by her bed.

"And we'll be talk'n about yer job, kid." Logan addressed Cassie who simply rolled her eyes and made shoo-ing motions at him, unsure whether or not he could see her (with these ferals, who knew?)

"Scram, you two." She ordered in whispers.

Logan gave her a slight warning growl. While Victor was gone, that meant Logan was temporary Alpha of this pack, something he knew instinctively, but his Marie tugged gently at his hand and he figured establishing dominance could wait until the morning…..well, LATER in the morning.

Gently, Logan lead his Marie out into the hall and quietly shut the door.

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BACK AT FURYS INFINITY LAB

Tony Stark arched an eyebrow at the pair who currently seemed to be having a Mexican stand-off. "So you two know each other then!?" the genius billionaire had to shout over the sound of the waves crashing against the sides of the building. "Well, why don't you save the make-out session 'till we get inside!?"

Bruce immediately pushed his friend behind him, fearing for the mans life. Tony was the closest friend Bruce had, the guy wasn't even afraid of his big, green alter-ego, but he was too slow. The Sabretooth had already launched himself at the pair, grabbed the Iron Man by the throat and threw him into the sea.

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AN: COMING UP: The Avengers Reactions to one of their owns being thrown to the sharks (literally), Logan has a "heart-to-heart" talk with Rogue, and Bobby schemes.

VOCABULARY:

TIRADE: n. a long, angry, or scolding speech

UNERRINGLY: without a mistake

CONTEMPLATE: to think about

CITATIONS:

lab·o·ra·to·ry (lbr-tôr, -tr)

n. pl. lab·o·ra·to·ries

1.

a. A room or building equipped for scientific experimentation or research.

b. An academic period devoted to work or study in such a place.

2. A place where drugs and chemicals are manufactured.

3. A place for practice, observation, or testing.

[Medieval Latin labrtrium, from Latin labrre, to labor, from labor, labor.]

The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition copyright ©2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company. Updated in 2009. Published by Houghton Mifflin Company. All rights reserved.

laboratory [ləˈbɒrətərɪ -trɪ (US) ˈlæbrəˌtɔːrɪ]

n pl -ries

1.

a. a building or room equipped for conducting scientific research or for teaching practical science

b. (as modifier) laboratory equipment

2. a place where chemicals or medicines are manufactured Often shortened to lab See also language laboratory

[from Medieval Latin labōrātōrium workshop, from Latin labōrāre to labour]

Collins English Dictionary – Complete and Unabridged © HarperCollins Publishers 1991, 1994, 1998, 2000, 2003

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