Part 13:
Scott went to the garage a little late. He had had a damn trouble finding something fitting to wear. Not too sexy as he wasn't sure if Logan would call this a date but not too boring and indicate a non-interest which was far from the truth. He had settled on formfitting pants and a shirt he let stand a little open in the front. When he reached the garage Logan was already there, waiting for him. He sure looked good in those pants, shirt and leather jacket.
" Hey," Scott said as way of greeting as he came to the other man. His right hand was in his pocket and his fingers brushed the rose Logan had given him.
" Slim," Logan growled and lay a hand on his shoulder, drawing him close.
" I…" Scott began but stopped as his respiration ran wild as Logan drew him closer. When their lips were inches apart a voice ran in Scott's head.
* Scott, look out. She escaped me. I think….* the Professor's voice was caught off and as Scott focused on Logan he saw the other man's eyes go wide and he pushed himself in front of Scott.
" Get behind me!" he yelled as he eased Scott behind him as a full psychic attack was launched, aiming at Scott. Logan's interference made Emma focus on him instead and he fell to the floor in pain. Scott turned around and saw Emma, her eyes alight with power as she made Logan crumble on the floor in pain.
" Release him! Let him go!" Scott ordered as he stood before Logan.
" I finally realized what would hurt you the most 'fearless leader'. Logan was never your enemy. No, being trapped in his body wasn't as bad as all that. Seeing the one you love die without being able to do something; that is my revenge," she lifted her hand and Logan couldn't hold back a scream of pain as mental fingers tore his mind apart even as the Professor tried to shield it.
" Stop it! What did I ever do to you?" Scott yelled desperately, tears coming to his eyes. It pained him beyond words to see Logan suffer like this.
" You killed my lover so now I kill yours, " she said angrily as she increased the intensity of her attack. Scott didn't have time to correct her, thinking only of stopping her attack. He fired his beams wide after her but she stood still, sure that he wouldn't take a life so easily. Her stay at the mansion had taught her one thing about Scott; he seemed to genuinely want to do partially anything to avoid killing. Too bad he hadn't felt that way five years ago when he had killed her lover.
" It was an accident. I never wanted to kill Sebastian though he was my enemy," Scott tried to explain. The memory still haunted him and a part of him felt like he deserved her anger and her revenge but he'll never let Logan get hurt in his place if he could help it.
" Save your breath. I don't believe you," she hissed. Scott knew that sooner or later Xavier would regain control over her powers but before that he'll lose Logan. He had to make a decision and make one now. Principles or Logan's life? The decision was quickly made. He could live without principles but not without Logan. Tears ran down his cheeks.
" I'm sorry. Please forgive me," his voice was low, pained and weak but the beam which shot from his eyes was anything but.
Part 14:
The energy left Scott's eyes and he saw it hit Emma on the chest. He quickly closed his eyes but couldn't block out her scream as she was burned away from the power of his stare. Tears fell from his eyes. Oh God, what had he done? Defended the person who meant more to him than anything but at what price? As he put his glasses back on he looked only at Logan, refusing to look where Emma had been standing. Logan laid still, blood coming from his mouth and nose. Oh God, he was dead. No he couldn't be. He couldn't. Scott bent down besides Logan's lifeless body and felt for a pulse. None. Oh, no. Scott felt his world come tumbling down as he felt the life leaving Logan's body. No, he wouldn't allow this to happen. He leant over and pressed his lips to Logan's, letting his breath be Logan's. Even though his thoughts and feelings were in turmoil he still had time to savor the sweet taste of Logan's lips against his own. He laid his hand over Logan's still heart and pushed hard against his chest. Fanatically he gave Logan his breath and life, praying he'll pull through. Tears ran down his cheeks as time ceased to exist.
" Come on, come on. Breathe. Breathe damn you," Scott whispered in between breaths. He had to be alright, he had to.
* Scott, my son. You need to let him go,* Xavier's thought came to him, kind, warm but with a hint of sadness.
" NO! I refuse to give up. I…." as his red gaze swept over Logan's still body reality hit him. It was over.
TBC
