Wolverine's Greatest Challenge
Chapter 2
Wolverine pulled into the mansion's driveway at four in the afternoon. 'The kids will be back in about an hour.' He thought to himself. He walked in the door. The place was still and quiet. He looked around. "I'm back." He said loudly.
//Wolverine, could you please come up to my study.//
Wolverine headed upstairs wondering what on earth was going on! There was a hint of a new scent in the house. And even with the students gone there should be more signs of life around. He got to the study door. Hesitating a half-second on whether to knock or just go in, he decided to just go in. The Professor was just sitting at his desk, no sign anything was unusual. He looked up when Logan entered.
"Ah, good. You're here. Please take a seat." No doubt about it, he was a bit nervous. Logan looked at him and took a seat.
"Okay, Chuck, what's all this about?"
The professor smiled and took a deep breath. "Well, to begin with, this morning we found a baby at our doorstep."
"The recruits are getting younger all the time. What's that have to do with me?"
"Well, Logan, according to the note; the child is yours." The professor said gently.
It took Logan a second to figure out what the professor just said. "WHAT?!" The professor winced a little because of both the noise and the involuntary telepathic response. "How is this possible?!" Logan asked agitatedly.
"You aren't going to make me explain the birds and the bees, are you Logan?" It occurred to the professor a second after he said that that it might not be a wise thing to say to someone in Logan's state. Fortunately for him, Logan was much to upset to hear him. He was now pacing the room muttering how it had to be impossible.
Finally he calmed down to the point where he was able to sit down again and say, "There must be some mistake. It can't be mine."
"Logan, Hank had to do a few tests anyway, make sure the baby is healthy, and we decided to do a paternity test while we're at it. The child is yours."
"I don't have the faintest idea how to take care of a child!"
"Well, Storm already bought some diapers and formula for her."
"Her?"
"That's right. You have a daughter. Didn't I mention that? No, I must have forgotten."
"Well, there must be someone out there who can take better care of her than I can!"
The professor looked him in the eye. "She already has your healing ability. Hank had to take some blood. When he tried to put a bandage on there was no opening to be bandaged. Hank says that both her parents are mutants. I believe that someday humans and mutants can live together peacefully but it is too soon. By the way, do you know what her mother's ability was?"
"If I knew who the mother is I'd make her take her child back." He growled. Then as an afterthought, "How old is the brat?"
"According to the note, she was born on Monday. Hank says that's about right. So she will be a week old tomorrow."
"One Week!? That's it!? How am I supposed to take care a week old kid?! Does she even have a name yet?"
"No, no name yet. Storm is making a list of supplies you are going to need. She also went to the library and got some books on child raising. She figured it might be easier for her to get them than for you."
"Speaking of Storm and Hank, where are they?"
"Well, to be quite honest, no one wanted to be the one to tell you. So we drew straws. I lost. I imagine they're around here somewhere. Ah, yes, here's Storm." There was a knock at the door. "Come in, Storm."
Storm peered in. The professor looked calm, Wolverine appeared to be in shock. She steeped in carrying a tiny baby. "How did he take it?"
"Pretty well, I think."
"Good, because I think someone wants to meet her daddy."
The next thing Wolverine knew, he was holding a small baby about the size and weight of a large doll. She was looking at him and she seemed to smile a little. Wolverine practically dissolved into a pile of mush, not realizing how much this tiny thing was going to change his life.
Next Chapter: Wolverine goes shopping for Baby supplies.
A.N. Before you start wondering, no, you never find out who the mother is. Sorry if you were hoping to find out. I forgot the disclaimer. If you recognize it, I don't own it. That's for the whole story. I'll try to have chapters out every three days or five reviews.
Chapter 2
Wolverine pulled into the mansion's driveway at four in the afternoon. 'The kids will be back in about an hour.' He thought to himself. He walked in the door. The place was still and quiet. He looked around. "I'm back." He said loudly.
//Wolverine, could you please come up to my study.//
Wolverine headed upstairs wondering what on earth was going on! There was a hint of a new scent in the house. And even with the students gone there should be more signs of life around. He got to the study door. Hesitating a half-second on whether to knock or just go in, he decided to just go in. The Professor was just sitting at his desk, no sign anything was unusual. He looked up when Logan entered.
"Ah, good. You're here. Please take a seat." No doubt about it, he was a bit nervous. Logan looked at him and took a seat.
"Okay, Chuck, what's all this about?"
The professor smiled and took a deep breath. "Well, to begin with, this morning we found a baby at our doorstep."
"The recruits are getting younger all the time. What's that have to do with me?"
"Well, Logan, according to the note; the child is yours." The professor said gently.
It took Logan a second to figure out what the professor just said. "WHAT?!" The professor winced a little because of both the noise and the involuntary telepathic response. "How is this possible?!" Logan asked agitatedly.
"You aren't going to make me explain the birds and the bees, are you Logan?" It occurred to the professor a second after he said that that it might not be a wise thing to say to someone in Logan's state. Fortunately for him, Logan was much to upset to hear him. He was now pacing the room muttering how it had to be impossible.
Finally he calmed down to the point where he was able to sit down again and say, "There must be some mistake. It can't be mine."
"Logan, Hank had to do a few tests anyway, make sure the baby is healthy, and we decided to do a paternity test while we're at it. The child is yours."
"I don't have the faintest idea how to take care of a child!"
"Well, Storm already bought some diapers and formula for her."
"Her?"
"That's right. You have a daughter. Didn't I mention that? No, I must have forgotten."
"Well, there must be someone out there who can take better care of her than I can!"
The professor looked him in the eye. "She already has your healing ability. Hank had to take some blood. When he tried to put a bandage on there was no opening to be bandaged. Hank says that both her parents are mutants. I believe that someday humans and mutants can live together peacefully but it is too soon. By the way, do you know what her mother's ability was?"
"If I knew who the mother is I'd make her take her child back." He growled. Then as an afterthought, "How old is the brat?"
"According to the note, she was born on Monday. Hank says that's about right. So she will be a week old tomorrow."
"One Week!? That's it!? How am I supposed to take care a week old kid?! Does she even have a name yet?"
"No, no name yet. Storm is making a list of supplies you are going to need. She also went to the library and got some books on child raising. She figured it might be easier for her to get them than for you."
"Speaking of Storm and Hank, where are they?"
"Well, to be quite honest, no one wanted to be the one to tell you. So we drew straws. I lost. I imagine they're around here somewhere. Ah, yes, here's Storm." There was a knock at the door. "Come in, Storm."
Storm peered in. The professor looked calm, Wolverine appeared to be in shock. She steeped in carrying a tiny baby. "How did he take it?"
"Pretty well, I think."
"Good, because I think someone wants to meet her daddy."
The next thing Wolverine knew, he was holding a small baby about the size and weight of a large doll. She was looking at him and she seemed to smile a little. Wolverine practically dissolved into a pile of mush, not realizing how much this tiny thing was going to change his life.
Next Chapter: Wolverine goes shopping for Baby supplies.
A.N. Before you start wondering, no, you never find out who the mother is. Sorry if you were hoping to find out. I forgot the disclaimer. If you recognize it, I don't own it. That's for the whole story. I'll try to have chapters out every three days or five reviews.