A/N: Saila (pronounced: Ss-eye-la). One more chapter left after this folks! Please review!!
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Time Stands Still chp. 5
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Logan drove the old truck slowly down the driveway, stopping when there was something laying in the way.
"OhmyGod," Jean gasped, a hand covering her mouth. "it's Rogue."
Logan immediately cut the ignition on the truck after shifting it into park, and jumped out of the truck. He rushed toward Rogue's side, Jean getting out of the truck and doing the same. "Rogue?" he asked gently but urgently. "C'mon darlin', wake up." he brushed some hair away from her face to reveal a purple bump the size of a golfball.
"Ooh, that looks awful." Jean inspected the lump and gently lifted Rogue's head. "Rogue, can you hear me?"
Rogue's eyelids fluttered open and she found herself looking into the worried faces of Logan and Jean. "Saila..." she gasped, trying to sit up.
Jean helped the girl sit up carefully. "What happened to Saila, Rogue? Where is she?" she asked evenly, trying to hide her concern.
Logan stood, and was pacing nervously infront of the parked truck. He glanced around, inspected the hint of footprints in the dirt, then raised his head and sniffed the air. "Sabretooth!" he snarled gruffly through clenched teeth.
Jean's eyes snapped toward Logan, then she turned back to Rogue who started to try and explain.
"He took her..." she gasped, wincing at the pounding in her head. "He took 'er intah the woods. I tried tah stop him, I-"
"It's okay Rogue." Jean told her, helping the young woman to her feet.
Logan growled, clenching his fists tightly and causing his claws to unsheath. "I'm goin' after him." he sheathed his claws, then pulled off his suit jacket and gently draped it over Rogue's shoulders.
"I think she has a concussion, I'm taking her inside." Jean told him.
Logan nodded. "You take care o' Rogue, I'm gonna get our daughter back." he unsheathed his claws again, then took off into the woods to follow the scent trail.
"Be careful Logan!" Jean yelled back worriedly, leading Rogue towards the cabin.
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Saila struggled against Sabretooth to no avail as he shoved her to a sitting position, her back against a fat tree truck. "I want my Daddy!" she screamed, holding back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes.
Sabretooth's eyes just gleamed dangerously and he pulled a nylon rope from his coat pocket and started wrapping it around the tree and Saila. "Keep screamin', yer Daddy'll get here..." he laughed wickedly. "Then I can tear 'im up good." he sneered.
Saila pouted, then furrowed her eyebrows in an angry glare and stuck her tongue out at Sabretooth. "Don't hurt my Daddy!"
Sabretooth just grinned and stood upright.
"Don't worry pun'kin, I'll be hurtin' *him* first."
The cat-like mutant spun around, his palms open and ready, with feline-like claws shimmering in the bits of moonlight.
"Daddy!" Saila shrieked, struggling against the rope.
"Let 'er go Creed." Logan snarled. "It's me you want, an' you know it."
Sabretooth grinned, then licked his lips in a savage gesture. "Yeah, but I want her ta watch as I tear her Daddy apart." he cocked his head to the side, then ran his tongue over his sharp canines. "Then I'll kill her too."
Logan roared, his fists clenched tight as he lunged forward through the red haze in his eyes. He swiped at Sabretooth's face, causing the other mutant to roar in agony, burying his bleeding eyes into the side of his arm.
While the mutant was temporarily occupied, Logan sheathed his claws and football tackled him to the ground.
Sabretooth braced himself as he fell backwards, then dug his left hand claws into Logan's right shoulder. "I been trackin' you fer a long time boy, an' I'm gonna kill ya like the animal y'are Wolverine!" he snarled.
Logan grimaced and opened his mouth in a silent yell of pain, getting his footing under the feral mutant and kicking him backwards into a tree. He got to his feet, glancing at his torn dress shirt and barely paying attention as his shoulder healed. Logan glared at Sabretooth who lie slumped against the trunk of the tree. "The only animal I see here is you Sabretooth."
Saila watched as her father slowly approached the seemingly unconscious mutant. "Daddy..." she mumbled quietly, her green eyes shimmering with fear. As her Dad neared Sabretooth she noticed his lip twitch into that evil grin. "He's awake!" Saila screamed.
Before Logan could defend himself, Sabretooth lunged forward with an uppercut, digging his clawed hand into the smaller mutant's stomach. He reached his other hand to Logan's neck, squeezing so tight that Logan couldn't even yell out in pain.
"No! Daddy!" Saila yelled, closing her eyes and looking away as tears fell down her pale cheeks.
Sabretooth grinned and let out a feral roar, twisting his claws further into Logan's middle. He allowed the claws on his other hand to dig into the flesh on Logan's neck, then finally tossed him over his head, straight into a tree.
Logan slumped to the ground, his bloodied body lying still in the dirt.
Sabretooth crept toward Saila who was helplessly strapped to the tree. He leaned in close, his hot breath making the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. He licked his lips, then traced a bloody claw across the little girl's jawline. "I'm hurt kid, ya didn't watch." he growled wickedly.
Saila's lip quivered and she forced her teary eyes open. As she stared into Sabretooth's frightening, beady, black eyes, she saw them widen and his mouth gape open in shock.
"Stay away from her!" Logan's raspy voice yelled with rage, three sharp adamantium claws going straight through Sabretooth's spine, paralyzing him. Atleast until he healed, that is.
Saila cringed against the rope as her Dad pulled Sabretooth's body away from her and tossed it to the side.
Logan still held a hand across his middle, blood leaking from the wound that hadn't yet closed. He limped toward his daughter, ignoring the blood dripping from the wound on his neck as he slashed away at the rope. "C'mon pun'kin, it's gonna be okay...let's get you back ta yer mama." He gently wrapped an arm around his daughter and with a painful grunt, lifted her up as she clung to him, crying silently.
Logan looked to where he'd tossed Sabretooth, but he was gone. 'Musta took off after he regained use o' his legs.' he thought to himself angrily as he took off through the woods back to the cabin at a slow pace.
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Jean handed Rogue an icepack for her head, then sat beside her on the couch and handed her some pills. "Here, take these for the headache." she smiled kindly.
Rogue sighed, then swallowed the pills greatfully. She then met Jean's even gaze, her own eyes filled with worry. "Yah think Logan got Saila away from Sabretooth okay?"
Jean bit her lower lip, then darted her gaze to the door before she could answer. "Logan?"
The door swung open and Logan stepped through, carrying Saila in one arm. His clothes were torn to shreds and bloodied from his wounds. He groaned painfully, then dropped to his knees as he set Saila down on the ground.
"Logan!" Jean and Rogue both gasped, leaping to their feet.
"Mommy!" Saila cried, running towards her and jumping into her arms. "Daddy's hurt!" she whimpered, burying her face into her mother's shoulder.
"Oh God, Saila you're okay." Jean hugged her daughter tightly, then turned to Rogue, handing Saila off to her. "Rogue, take her please, get her to her room!"
Rogue nodded, tossing the icepack on the couch. She held the Saila close to her and carried her down the hall. "C'mon sugah."
"I wanna stay with Daddy!" she cried, reaching out as Rogue carried her away.
"Don't worry, your mama's gonna take care of 'im." she said soothingly, stepping into Saila's room.
Jean crouched beside Logan and inspected his wounds. As she pushed his hand away from his stomach, she saw the deep gouge in the flesh that was still knitting back together, blood pouring from the opening. "Oh, God." she whispered, helping Logan to his feet. She pushed the door open to the bedroom and led him inside to the bed. "Here, lay down...easy."
Logan layed on the bed, his hand still over the wound. "Sorry...I ruined...the suit." he mumbled tiredly, with a weak smile.
Jean let out a strangled laugh. "We can get you another suit." she said quietly, then smiled sadly, rushing to the bathroom to get some medical supplies.
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After Rogue cleaned Saila up and got her into some pajamas, she sat down on a soft chair beside the girl's bed.
Saila pushed herself against the wall, tucking her knees close to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. She sniffled, her eyes rimming with tears though she willed herself not to cry anymore. "I wanna see my Daddy." she mumbled.
"I know sugah, but yer mama's takin' care o' him right now. Don't worry, he'll be ahlright." the southern belle smiled reasuringly, knowing how scared Saila was from what she just went through. "It's late, you should be asleep."
Saila glanced off to the side, then shook her head.
Rogue sighed, then stood up and started out of the room. "Stay here okay? I'll be back soon."
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Jean leaned over Logan, carefully unbuttoning his tattered shirt, pulling it away and tossing the blood sodden fabric in the trash. She poured antiseptic sollution over the wound, then examined it again, gently tracing her fingers along the edges of the tender flesh.
Logan winced, taking in a sharp breath. "Ooh, that stings." he mumbled lightheartedly with a fatigued smile.
Jean let out a relieved sigh, glancing at the blood stained skin on her husband's face, neck and shoulder as she ran a wet cloth over it, revealing unharmed skin beneath. "It's healing better now that the other wounds are already closed up." she smiled at him, brushing a hand over his forehead. "You need to rest now, you've still lost a lot of blood and all the work your healing factor's doing is taking a lot out of you."
Logan half smiled, nodding slowly and tiredly. "If you say so darlin'."
Jean kissed Logan's forehead then finished putting gauze over his stomach as he started to drift off to sleep.
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Rogue was getting a glass of water from the kitchen when Jean walked in after having just stepped out of the room she shared with Logan. "How is he?" she asked, turning to the woman with concerned eyes.
Jean stepped in front of the sink and washed the blood from her hands. "He'll be okay. His healing factor should take care of the rest of his injuries as he sleeps."
Rogue nodded approvingly, then gave a sad smile. "Saila's fixin' tah see her Daddy 'fore she goes tah sleep."
Jean put a hand over her mouth. "Oh no, she must be so shaken up!" she started to run to her daughter's room, then turned back to Rogue. "You should get to sleep, you still have a concussion. Do you want me to set up the couch for you?"
Rogue shook her head. "Nah, that's ahlright, I can do it myself Jean, you've got enough troubles t'night."
Jean nodded with a smile. "The extra blankets and pillows are in the linen closet near the bathroom." with that said she stepped into her daughter's room.
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Time Stands Still chp. 5
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Logan drove the old truck slowly down the driveway, stopping when there was something laying in the way.
"OhmyGod," Jean gasped, a hand covering her mouth. "it's Rogue."
Logan immediately cut the ignition on the truck after shifting it into park, and jumped out of the truck. He rushed toward Rogue's side, Jean getting out of the truck and doing the same. "Rogue?" he asked gently but urgently. "C'mon darlin', wake up." he brushed some hair away from her face to reveal a purple bump the size of a golfball.
"Ooh, that looks awful." Jean inspected the lump and gently lifted Rogue's head. "Rogue, can you hear me?"
Rogue's eyelids fluttered open and she found herself looking into the worried faces of Logan and Jean. "Saila..." she gasped, trying to sit up.
Jean helped the girl sit up carefully. "What happened to Saila, Rogue? Where is she?" she asked evenly, trying to hide her concern.
Logan stood, and was pacing nervously infront of the parked truck. He glanced around, inspected the hint of footprints in the dirt, then raised his head and sniffed the air. "Sabretooth!" he snarled gruffly through clenched teeth.
Jean's eyes snapped toward Logan, then she turned back to Rogue who started to try and explain.
"He took her..." she gasped, wincing at the pounding in her head. "He took 'er intah the woods. I tried tah stop him, I-"
"It's okay Rogue." Jean told her, helping the young woman to her feet.
Logan growled, clenching his fists tightly and causing his claws to unsheath. "I'm goin' after him." he sheathed his claws, then pulled off his suit jacket and gently draped it over Rogue's shoulders.
"I think she has a concussion, I'm taking her inside." Jean told him.
Logan nodded. "You take care o' Rogue, I'm gonna get our daughter back." he unsheathed his claws again, then took off into the woods to follow the scent trail.
"Be careful Logan!" Jean yelled back worriedly, leading Rogue towards the cabin.
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Saila struggled against Sabretooth to no avail as he shoved her to a sitting position, her back against a fat tree truck. "I want my Daddy!" she screamed, holding back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes.
Sabretooth's eyes just gleamed dangerously and he pulled a nylon rope from his coat pocket and started wrapping it around the tree and Saila. "Keep screamin', yer Daddy'll get here..." he laughed wickedly. "Then I can tear 'im up good." he sneered.
Saila pouted, then furrowed her eyebrows in an angry glare and stuck her tongue out at Sabretooth. "Don't hurt my Daddy!"
Sabretooth just grinned and stood upright.
"Don't worry pun'kin, I'll be hurtin' *him* first."
The cat-like mutant spun around, his palms open and ready, with feline-like claws shimmering in the bits of moonlight.
"Daddy!" Saila shrieked, struggling against the rope.
"Let 'er go Creed." Logan snarled. "It's me you want, an' you know it."
Sabretooth grinned, then licked his lips in a savage gesture. "Yeah, but I want her ta watch as I tear her Daddy apart." he cocked his head to the side, then ran his tongue over his sharp canines. "Then I'll kill her too."
Logan roared, his fists clenched tight as he lunged forward through the red haze in his eyes. He swiped at Sabretooth's face, causing the other mutant to roar in agony, burying his bleeding eyes into the side of his arm.
While the mutant was temporarily occupied, Logan sheathed his claws and football tackled him to the ground.
Sabretooth braced himself as he fell backwards, then dug his left hand claws into Logan's right shoulder. "I been trackin' you fer a long time boy, an' I'm gonna kill ya like the animal y'are Wolverine!" he snarled.
Logan grimaced and opened his mouth in a silent yell of pain, getting his footing under the feral mutant and kicking him backwards into a tree. He got to his feet, glancing at his torn dress shirt and barely paying attention as his shoulder healed. Logan glared at Sabretooth who lie slumped against the trunk of the tree. "The only animal I see here is you Sabretooth."
Saila watched as her father slowly approached the seemingly unconscious mutant. "Daddy..." she mumbled quietly, her green eyes shimmering with fear. As her Dad neared Sabretooth she noticed his lip twitch into that evil grin. "He's awake!" Saila screamed.
Before Logan could defend himself, Sabretooth lunged forward with an uppercut, digging his clawed hand into the smaller mutant's stomach. He reached his other hand to Logan's neck, squeezing so tight that Logan couldn't even yell out in pain.
"No! Daddy!" Saila yelled, closing her eyes and looking away as tears fell down her pale cheeks.
Sabretooth grinned and let out a feral roar, twisting his claws further into Logan's middle. He allowed the claws on his other hand to dig into the flesh on Logan's neck, then finally tossed him over his head, straight into a tree.
Logan slumped to the ground, his bloodied body lying still in the dirt.
Sabretooth crept toward Saila who was helplessly strapped to the tree. He leaned in close, his hot breath making the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. He licked his lips, then traced a bloody claw across the little girl's jawline. "I'm hurt kid, ya didn't watch." he growled wickedly.
Saila's lip quivered and she forced her teary eyes open. As she stared into Sabretooth's frightening, beady, black eyes, she saw them widen and his mouth gape open in shock.
"Stay away from her!" Logan's raspy voice yelled with rage, three sharp adamantium claws going straight through Sabretooth's spine, paralyzing him. Atleast until he healed, that is.
Saila cringed against the rope as her Dad pulled Sabretooth's body away from her and tossed it to the side.
Logan still held a hand across his middle, blood leaking from the wound that hadn't yet closed. He limped toward his daughter, ignoring the blood dripping from the wound on his neck as he slashed away at the rope. "C'mon pun'kin, it's gonna be okay...let's get you back ta yer mama." He gently wrapped an arm around his daughter and with a painful grunt, lifted her up as she clung to him, crying silently.
Logan looked to where he'd tossed Sabretooth, but he was gone. 'Musta took off after he regained use o' his legs.' he thought to himself angrily as he took off through the woods back to the cabin at a slow pace.
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Jean handed Rogue an icepack for her head, then sat beside her on the couch and handed her some pills. "Here, take these for the headache." she smiled kindly.
Rogue sighed, then swallowed the pills greatfully. She then met Jean's even gaze, her own eyes filled with worry. "Yah think Logan got Saila away from Sabretooth okay?"
Jean bit her lower lip, then darted her gaze to the door before she could answer. "Logan?"
The door swung open and Logan stepped through, carrying Saila in one arm. His clothes were torn to shreds and bloodied from his wounds. He groaned painfully, then dropped to his knees as he set Saila down on the ground.
"Logan!" Jean and Rogue both gasped, leaping to their feet.
"Mommy!" Saila cried, running towards her and jumping into her arms. "Daddy's hurt!" she whimpered, burying her face into her mother's shoulder.
"Oh God, Saila you're okay." Jean hugged her daughter tightly, then turned to Rogue, handing Saila off to her. "Rogue, take her please, get her to her room!"
Rogue nodded, tossing the icepack on the couch. She held the Saila close to her and carried her down the hall. "C'mon sugah."
"I wanna stay with Daddy!" she cried, reaching out as Rogue carried her away.
"Don't worry, your mama's gonna take care of 'im." she said soothingly, stepping into Saila's room.
Jean crouched beside Logan and inspected his wounds. As she pushed his hand away from his stomach, she saw the deep gouge in the flesh that was still knitting back together, blood pouring from the opening. "Oh, God." she whispered, helping Logan to his feet. She pushed the door open to the bedroom and led him inside to the bed. "Here, lay down...easy."
Logan layed on the bed, his hand still over the wound. "Sorry...I ruined...the suit." he mumbled tiredly, with a weak smile.
Jean let out a strangled laugh. "We can get you another suit." she said quietly, then smiled sadly, rushing to the bathroom to get some medical supplies.
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After Rogue cleaned Saila up and got her into some pajamas, she sat down on a soft chair beside the girl's bed.
Saila pushed herself against the wall, tucking her knees close to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. She sniffled, her eyes rimming with tears though she willed herself not to cry anymore. "I wanna see my Daddy." she mumbled.
"I know sugah, but yer mama's takin' care o' him right now. Don't worry, he'll be ahlright." the southern belle smiled reasuringly, knowing how scared Saila was from what she just went through. "It's late, you should be asleep."
Saila glanced off to the side, then shook her head.
Rogue sighed, then stood up and started out of the room. "Stay here okay? I'll be back soon."
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Jean leaned over Logan, carefully unbuttoning his tattered shirt, pulling it away and tossing the blood sodden fabric in the trash. She poured antiseptic sollution over the wound, then examined it again, gently tracing her fingers along the edges of the tender flesh.
Logan winced, taking in a sharp breath. "Ooh, that stings." he mumbled lightheartedly with a fatigued smile.
Jean let out a relieved sigh, glancing at the blood stained skin on her husband's face, neck and shoulder as she ran a wet cloth over it, revealing unharmed skin beneath. "It's healing better now that the other wounds are already closed up." she smiled at him, brushing a hand over his forehead. "You need to rest now, you've still lost a lot of blood and all the work your healing factor's doing is taking a lot out of you."
Logan half smiled, nodding slowly and tiredly. "If you say so darlin'."
Jean kissed Logan's forehead then finished putting gauze over his stomach as he started to drift off to sleep.
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Rogue was getting a glass of water from the kitchen when Jean walked in after having just stepped out of the room she shared with Logan. "How is he?" she asked, turning to the woman with concerned eyes.
Jean stepped in front of the sink and washed the blood from her hands. "He'll be okay. His healing factor should take care of the rest of his injuries as he sleeps."
Rogue nodded approvingly, then gave a sad smile. "Saila's fixin' tah see her Daddy 'fore she goes tah sleep."
Jean put a hand over her mouth. "Oh no, she must be so shaken up!" she started to run to her daughter's room, then turned back to Rogue. "You should get to sleep, you still have a concussion. Do you want me to set up the couch for you?"
Rogue shook her head. "Nah, that's ahlright, I can do it myself Jean, you've got enough troubles t'night."
Jean nodded with a smile. "The extra blankets and pillows are in the linen closet near the bathroom." with that said she stepped into her daughter's room.
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