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Summary: AU story, after a while of living in the mansion, Logan and his daughter try to work on
the family they've got, and Logan decides she's in need of a mother. Storm just so happens to
fit that description.
Light in the Dark chp.11
Later that day, Storm went to check on Logan and just sit and talk with him for a little while, but he was fast asleep. 'Must have tired himself out earlier.' She thought, smiling. Storm sat by him for awhile anyway, until Beast came in the room to announce that it was time for dinner.
"Oh, Hank you startled me."
He smiled. "Sorry Ororo." Hank then looked down at Logan, still asleep. "So I hear that Logan had been a bit active this morning, using the wheelchair?"
Storm smiled sheepishly. "Yes, he uh..came down to the kitchen to see me." She paused, hoping that Hank wasn't angry. "He really tired himself out apparently."
Hank sighed. "Yes, indeed." He looked at Storm, his face all seriousness. "Storm I'm happy that the two of you are...well, together,"
Storm smiled. "Thank you Hank."
He looked down, then his eyes shifted to Logan and back to Storm. "But, he is not healed completly." He paused at the sad look on Storm's face. "Not yet anyway. Logan needs to really take it easy Ororo, and you must understand that. He cannot be pushing himself like this."
Storm nodded solemnly, feeling like a teenager that had just got introuble at school. "I understand Hank. I do not want Logan to do any harm to himself either, but he is stubborn and doesn't like not being able to do things."
Hank scratched his chin. "He's going to have to get used to it. He shouldn't have even been in a wheelchair yet, let alone pushing it himself." He gave a long sigh and paused. "Unfortunately I'm going to have to wake him up, I need to check his stitches from the surgery." He looked at Storm. "Why don't you go down and eat dinner, I'll be along in a little bit."
Storm obviously knew when she wasn't wanted and decided it might be easier if she left anyway while Hank examined Logan's back. She smiled politely and left the room.
When Storm was gone Hank began waking Logan up. "Logan?" He nudged his shoulder gently. "Wake up my friend."
Logan groggily opened his eyes to see a furry blue face staring back at him. "Hey Doc." He mumbled.
Hank smiled. "Logan, I need to check your stitches, would you roll onto your stomach please?"
Logan grunted and did as told.
After checking Logan's back and changing the bandages, he pulled up and chair and sat down next to the bed.
Logan raised an eyebrow and looked at Beast. "What is it Hank? Somethin' wrong?"
"I've just spoken to Ororo about you."
Logan rested his chin on his hands. "And?" He questioned.
"You need to take things a bit more slowly Logan." Hank replied, a hint of concern in his voice.
Logan snorted.
"I'm serious Logan." Hank scolded. "I know you're anxious to get back on your feet, but if you don't slow down some you're going to end up back in that bed."
Logan grunted and sat up. He sighed in defeat. "Alright Hank, I'll slow down."
Hank smiled. "How about we both go downstairs and get some dinner."
"Great." Logan said grinning. "That means I don't gotta eat health food."
Hank chuckled. "Oh yes you do." He grinned. "I'll be setting up your plate for you."
Logan frowned. "Dammit." He mumbled under his breath.
Hank got up from his chair and went to get the wheelchair. He brought it over to the bed. "You said you would take it slow. Now let's start with you letting me push you to the dining area."
Logan grunted and frowned as Hank helped him into the wheelchair and began pushing him out of the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Mystique had checked around from the locals who were at the bar that night she shot Logan with the dart and found that he had lived. She'd gathered information from the bartender and other sources, that he had been taken to his cabin with the woman he was with. She'd also found out that another mutant had arrived at Logan's cabin, in some type of plane, and taken him and the woman he was with to New York, Westchester to be precise.
She smiled that wicked, devious smile of hers and followed them the morning they took off. Upon arriving in Bayville, she'd found the place where they were taken, The Xavier Institute for Gifted Children. Mystique had been spying on Logan, learning more and more about those whom he lived with. She knew how easy it would have been to just go in there and kill him in his sleep when he was so weak, but she would wait. Mystique wanted atleast a somewhat formidable opponent and not an invalid. Keeping her plan in mind, she snuck away from the institute grounds again and back to another hotel room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
At dinner, Hank had loaded Logan's plate with vegetables and other healthy items. Logan frowned, looking down at his plate and then to the plates of the other diners.
Zero was sitting next to him on his left and Storm on the right. Zero glared down at some of the steak leftover on her plate. She nudged his arm when Hank had turned away to talk to the Professor. "Psst, hey Dad." She whispered.
Logan turned toward Zero and she quickly dumped he remaining steak onto his plate, next to the salad. He smiled and patted her on the head. "Thanks darlin'."
Storm noticed the exchange of food and glared at Logan. "You are going to get me introuble for this Wolverine."
Logan shrugged. "Sorry 'Ro, can't help myself, I'm a carnivore." He grinned, stuffing the steak in his mouth before Hank turned around.
Zero laughed and started eating her baked potatoe, after pushing it around several times with her fork. "Yick! I don't like baked potatoes." She grumbled. Suddenly she got a childish, but fun idea. Zero released the index claw on her right hand and stabbed at the potatoe.
Rogue, who was sitting next to her, just stared. "Z, what the hell ah're ya doin'?"
Zero quickly looked at the Professor and Hank, who were too busy talking about something to pay attention, then back to Rogue. "Ohhh nothing." She said innocently. Zero raised her clawed hand, which the potatoe was dangerously sitting on the tip of, and called out to Kurt. "Hey Nighty catch!" She flung it forward and it began sailing through the air.
Kurt looked up from his plate as he saw the projectile coming strait for him. "Ahh!" He yelped, then swished his tail around and caught it.
Jean glared at the two of them. "You guys need to grow up." She said teasingly.
Kurt shrugged and looked at Zero. "What do you want me to do with this?"
Zero smiled. "Make it dissapear!" She grinned even wider, looking at Logan.
Logan just looked at Storm and they both shook their heads. "Wanna get away from this?"
Storm laughed. "Yes, let's, before it turns into a disaster."
Zero looked back at Kurt and in a puff of smoke he was gone. Within seconds he was back, laughing so hard he almost fell over in his chair.
Kitty, who was on the left of Rogue, looked over at him curiously. "What did you do with it?"
Kurt pointed upward, barely containing his laughter.
Zero looked up on the chandelier and covered her mouth to prevent herself from bursting into laughter. The baked potatoe was teetering on one of the chandelier lights and was about to fall.
Everyone else who wasn't paying attention before looked up. The potatoe came crashing to the table with a *thud*, landing infront of Professor Xavier and Hank. The Prof. looked up and everyone's face suddenly became serious as they tried looking innocent. Hank turned to everyone and quirked an eyebrow.
Zero, Kurt and the others involved in the 'disappearing potato' stunt quickly excused themselves from the table.
Professor Xavier scanned around the table at the remaining students. "Where are Logan and Ororo?"
The others were quite thankful that he had dismissed the potato incident, hearing muffled laughter from the other room, presumably Kurt, Zero, Spyke and Kitty. Jean, Scott and Rogue hadn't found the stunt as amusing.
Beast turned back to the Professor, shrugged, and continued eating.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After leaving the chaos at the dinner table, Logan and Ororo found themselves in the rec. room. Suddenly Storm got up and started wheeling Logan out of the room.
Logan turned around to look at Storm and smiled playfully. "Where we goin' now?"
Storm stopped, bending over and kissing Logan's head. "I am going to my room to do some reading and you," She smiled. "are going back to the infirmary to get some rest."
Logan frowned. "How 'bout we head out by the pool and take a dip?" He joked.
Storm frowned suddenly and sighed.
"What'sammater 'Ro? I was jus' jokin'." He looked into her saddened eyes curiously.
She smiled wanly and began pushing the wheelchair again. "I know, I just remembered something I was going to do later."
Logan knew she was lying, but casually dismissed it and changed the subject.
Storm helped Logan back into bed once reaching the infirmary, then turned to leave after giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. As she reached the door Logan called out, "Love ya darlin'." And smiled.
Ororo turned around swiftly. "Ditto." She smiled, blowing him a kiss and went out the door.
A/N: Please Review. :-D thanx a bunch! *BAMF*
even think about it. ;-)
Summary: AU story, after a while of living in the mansion, Logan and his daughter try to work on
the family they've got, and Logan decides she's in need of a mother. Storm just so happens to
fit that description.
Light in the Dark chp.11
Later that day, Storm went to check on Logan and just sit and talk with him for a little while, but he was fast asleep. 'Must have tired himself out earlier.' She thought, smiling. Storm sat by him for awhile anyway, until Beast came in the room to announce that it was time for dinner.
"Oh, Hank you startled me."
He smiled. "Sorry Ororo." Hank then looked down at Logan, still asleep. "So I hear that Logan had been a bit active this morning, using the wheelchair?"
Storm smiled sheepishly. "Yes, he uh..came down to the kitchen to see me." She paused, hoping that Hank wasn't angry. "He really tired himself out apparently."
Hank sighed. "Yes, indeed." He looked at Storm, his face all seriousness. "Storm I'm happy that the two of you are...well, together,"
Storm smiled. "Thank you Hank."
He looked down, then his eyes shifted to Logan and back to Storm. "But, he is not healed completly." He paused at the sad look on Storm's face. "Not yet anyway. Logan needs to really take it easy Ororo, and you must understand that. He cannot be pushing himself like this."
Storm nodded solemnly, feeling like a teenager that had just got introuble at school. "I understand Hank. I do not want Logan to do any harm to himself either, but he is stubborn and doesn't like not being able to do things."
Hank scratched his chin. "He's going to have to get used to it. He shouldn't have even been in a wheelchair yet, let alone pushing it himself." He gave a long sigh and paused. "Unfortunately I'm going to have to wake him up, I need to check his stitches from the surgery." He looked at Storm. "Why don't you go down and eat dinner, I'll be along in a little bit."
Storm obviously knew when she wasn't wanted and decided it might be easier if she left anyway while Hank examined Logan's back. She smiled politely and left the room.
When Storm was gone Hank began waking Logan up. "Logan?" He nudged his shoulder gently. "Wake up my friend."
Logan groggily opened his eyes to see a furry blue face staring back at him. "Hey Doc." He mumbled.
Hank smiled. "Logan, I need to check your stitches, would you roll onto your stomach please?"
Logan grunted and did as told.
After checking Logan's back and changing the bandages, he pulled up and chair and sat down next to the bed.
Logan raised an eyebrow and looked at Beast. "What is it Hank? Somethin' wrong?"
"I've just spoken to Ororo about you."
Logan rested his chin on his hands. "And?" He questioned.
"You need to take things a bit more slowly Logan." Hank replied, a hint of concern in his voice.
Logan snorted.
"I'm serious Logan." Hank scolded. "I know you're anxious to get back on your feet, but if you don't slow down some you're going to end up back in that bed."
Logan grunted and sat up. He sighed in defeat. "Alright Hank, I'll slow down."
Hank smiled. "How about we both go downstairs and get some dinner."
"Great." Logan said grinning. "That means I don't gotta eat health food."
Hank chuckled. "Oh yes you do." He grinned. "I'll be setting up your plate for you."
Logan frowned. "Dammit." He mumbled under his breath.
Hank got up from his chair and went to get the wheelchair. He brought it over to the bed. "You said you would take it slow. Now let's start with you letting me push you to the dining area."
Logan grunted and frowned as Hank helped him into the wheelchair and began pushing him out of the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Mystique had checked around from the locals who were at the bar that night she shot Logan with the dart and found that he had lived. She'd gathered information from the bartender and other sources, that he had been taken to his cabin with the woman he was with. She'd also found out that another mutant had arrived at Logan's cabin, in some type of plane, and taken him and the woman he was with to New York, Westchester to be precise.
She smiled that wicked, devious smile of hers and followed them the morning they took off. Upon arriving in Bayville, she'd found the place where they were taken, The Xavier Institute for Gifted Children. Mystique had been spying on Logan, learning more and more about those whom he lived with. She knew how easy it would have been to just go in there and kill him in his sleep when he was so weak, but she would wait. Mystique wanted atleast a somewhat formidable opponent and not an invalid. Keeping her plan in mind, she snuck away from the institute grounds again and back to another hotel room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
At dinner, Hank had loaded Logan's plate with vegetables and other healthy items. Logan frowned, looking down at his plate and then to the plates of the other diners.
Zero was sitting next to him on his left and Storm on the right. Zero glared down at some of the steak leftover on her plate. She nudged his arm when Hank had turned away to talk to the Professor. "Psst, hey Dad." She whispered.
Logan turned toward Zero and she quickly dumped he remaining steak onto his plate, next to the salad. He smiled and patted her on the head. "Thanks darlin'."
Storm noticed the exchange of food and glared at Logan. "You are going to get me introuble for this Wolverine."
Logan shrugged. "Sorry 'Ro, can't help myself, I'm a carnivore." He grinned, stuffing the steak in his mouth before Hank turned around.
Zero laughed and started eating her baked potatoe, after pushing it around several times with her fork. "Yick! I don't like baked potatoes." She grumbled. Suddenly she got a childish, but fun idea. Zero released the index claw on her right hand and stabbed at the potatoe.
Rogue, who was sitting next to her, just stared. "Z, what the hell ah're ya doin'?"
Zero quickly looked at the Professor and Hank, who were too busy talking about something to pay attention, then back to Rogue. "Ohhh nothing." She said innocently. Zero raised her clawed hand, which the potatoe was dangerously sitting on the tip of, and called out to Kurt. "Hey Nighty catch!" She flung it forward and it began sailing through the air.
Kurt looked up from his plate as he saw the projectile coming strait for him. "Ahh!" He yelped, then swished his tail around and caught it.
Jean glared at the two of them. "You guys need to grow up." She said teasingly.
Kurt shrugged and looked at Zero. "What do you want me to do with this?"
Zero smiled. "Make it dissapear!" She grinned even wider, looking at Logan.
Logan just looked at Storm and they both shook their heads. "Wanna get away from this?"
Storm laughed. "Yes, let's, before it turns into a disaster."
Zero looked back at Kurt and in a puff of smoke he was gone. Within seconds he was back, laughing so hard he almost fell over in his chair.
Kitty, who was on the left of Rogue, looked over at him curiously. "What did you do with it?"
Kurt pointed upward, barely containing his laughter.
Zero looked up on the chandelier and covered her mouth to prevent herself from bursting into laughter. The baked potatoe was teetering on one of the chandelier lights and was about to fall.
Everyone else who wasn't paying attention before looked up. The potatoe came crashing to the table with a *thud*, landing infront of Professor Xavier and Hank. The Prof. looked up and everyone's face suddenly became serious as they tried looking innocent. Hank turned to everyone and quirked an eyebrow.
Zero, Kurt and the others involved in the 'disappearing potato' stunt quickly excused themselves from the table.
Professor Xavier scanned around the table at the remaining students. "Where are Logan and Ororo?"
The others were quite thankful that he had dismissed the potato incident, hearing muffled laughter from the other room, presumably Kurt, Zero, Spyke and Kitty. Jean, Scott and Rogue hadn't found the stunt as amusing.
Beast turned back to the Professor, shrugged, and continued eating.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After leaving the chaos at the dinner table, Logan and Ororo found themselves in the rec. room. Suddenly Storm got up and started wheeling Logan out of the room.
Logan turned around to look at Storm and smiled playfully. "Where we goin' now?"
Storm stopped, bending over and kissing Logan's head. "I am going to my room to do some reading and you," She smiled. "are going back to the infirmary to get some rest."
Logan frowned. "How 'bout we head out by the pool and take a dip?" He joked.
Storm frowned suddenly and sighed.
"What'sammater 'Ro? I was jus' jokin'." He looked into her saddened eyes curiously.
She smiled wanly and began pushing the wheelchair again. "I know, I just remembered something I was going to do later."
Logan knew she was lying, but casually dismissed it and changed the subject.
Storm helped Logan back into bed once reaching the infirmary, then turned to leave after giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. As she reached the door Logan called out, "Love ya darlin'." And smiled.
Ororo turned around swiftly. "Ditto." She smiled, blowing him a kiss and went out the door.
A/N: Please Review. :-D thanx a bunch! *BAMF*