A/N: Sorry for the short chapter guys! Don't worry the next one's much
better!
"And then he gave you this?" Xavier held up the vial.
"Yep. And then he told me that he wants Logan. Any idea why he specifically wants Logan?"
"Not that I can think of. Perhaps he just wants the strongest fighter. Which undoubtedly he is."
Emma nodded. "So where do we go from here?"
"First we need an antidote to this drug, and then we need to get it to the children."
"So I guess I'm going back in."
"Armed with a Wolverine."
"He isn't going to like this."
**********
"I don't like this."
Emma couldn't resist glancing at her uncle with an I-told-you-so look in her eyes. "It'll work. And before you suggest a frontal attack, it won't work. He's got kids in there. Ours. Do you really wanna go up against Scott or Jean? I know I don't."
Logan grumbled deep in his chest. "Let's go."
"Wait. There's nothing to be gained tonight, and we need more time to find a way to reverse the drug. You'll go in the morning. For now you should get some rest. Both of you." Charles looked at his niece and his voice echoed in her mind. **Rest.**
She cocked her head and raised her eyebrows, but didn't answer, following Logan out of the room. As they approached his room, he took her arm and pulled her to him. Her arms circled around his neck as he kissed her. Emma could feel his hands slip around her waist.
After a long moment of blissful sensation, they pulled apart for air.
"I'm pretty sure that Charles said 'rest'. I don't think this is what he meant."
Logan grinned wolfishly at her. "Now that is all in the interpretation..."
**********
"Okay. We ready?" Emma had several vials of antidote strapped to her body. The plan was that they would go in, Logan appearing to be under Emma's control. Once Psion greeted them, they would attack him and force him to take them to the young mutants.
Simple, but a myriad of things could go wrong. She glanced at Logan. He didn't appear to be nervous, but she knew better.
The door buzzed and clicked and Emma pushed it open. She told Wolverine to enter and follow her. They walked down the short corridor just like she had before, but Emma couldn't shake a feeling of unease that settled over her. She felt as though she was being watched, but she couldn't see any cameras. They entered the chamber that she had been in the day before. But as soon as they were in a solid metal door slammed down behind them. They both jumped and turned around, just as the other doorways were similarly cut off.
"What the...?" Emma voiced their confusion.
"That's it, we're outta here." With a familiar metallic sound, Logan's adamantium claws slid out. He buried one in the steel door and pulled down. He'd barely managed to slice two inches down before they heard a hissing.
"I think that's gas. Move faster." Emma wished she could help, but her power would likely only fuse the door where it was.
But it was in vain. The gas moved faster than Logan could cut the metal. Soon both of them were slumped on the floor, unconscious.
"And then he gave you this?" Xavier held up the vial.
"Yep. And then he told me that he wants Logan. Any idea why he specifically wants Logan?"
"Not that I can think of. Perhaps he just wants the strongest fighter. Which undoubtedly he is."
Emma nodded. "So where do we go from here?"
"First we need an antidote to this drug, and then we need to get it to the children."
"So I guess I'm going back in."
"Armed with a Wolverine."
"He isn't going to like this."
**********
"I don't like this."
Emma couldn't resist glancing at her uncle with an I-told-you-so look in her eyes. "It'll work. And before you suggest a frontal attack, it won't work. He's got kids in there. Ours. Do you really wanna go up against Scott or Jean? I know I don't."
Logan grumbled deep in his chest. "Let's go."
"Wait. There's nothing to be gained tonight, and we need more time to find a way to reverse the drug. You'll go in the morning. For now you should get some rest. Both of you." Charles looked at his niece and his voice echoed in her mind. **Rest.**
She cocked her head and raised her eyebrows, but didn't answer, following Logan out of the room. As they approached his room, he took her arm and pulled her to him. Her arms circled around his neck as he kissed her. Emma could feel his hands slip around her waist.
After a long moment of blissful sensation, they pulled apart for air.
"I'm pretty sure that Charles said 'rest'. I don't think this is what he meant."
Logan grinned wolfishly at her. "Now that is all in the interpretation..."
**********
"Okay. We ready?" Emma had several vials of antidote strapped to her body. The plan was that they would go in, Logan appearing to be under Emma's control. Once Psion greeted them, they would attack him and force him to take them to the young mutants.
Simple, but a myriad of things could go wrong. She glanced at Logan. He didn't appear to be nervous, but she knew better.
The door buzzed and clicked and Emma pushed it open. She told Wolverine to enter and follow her. They walked down the short corridor just like she had before, but Emma couldn't shake a feeling of unease that settled over her. She felt as though she was being watched, but she couldn't see any cameras. They entered the chamber that she had been in the day before. But as soon as they were in a solid metal door slammed down behind them. They both jumped and turned around, just as the other doorways were similarly cut off.
"What the...?" Emma voiced their confusion.
"That's it, we're outta here." With a familiar metallic sound, Logan's adamantium claws slid out. He buried one in the steel door and pulled down. He'd barely managed to slice two inches down before they heard a hissing.
"I think that's gas. Move faster." Emma wished she could help, but her power would likely only fuse the door where it was.
But it was in vain. The gas moved faster than Logan could cut the metal. Soon both of them were slumped on the floor, unconscious.