A/N: Sorry to interrupt the fic guys, but I've started writing the sequel
to this story, and I'm having some problems. What I need is someone who
would be kind enough to give the next one a read over before I start
posting it, someone who has seen at least some episodes in series three,
preferably episodes relating to the Acolytes. If this sounds like you,
email me (emlin85@hotmail.com). Thanks!
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"Logan, stop!" Emma leapt into the room, just as Adam dove over the bed, evading Logan's attack, and hiding behind Emma. Wolverine spun around, growling. Emma could see blood on his claws, dripping onto the carpet. She didn't take her eyes off him. "Adam, are you all right?"
He whimpered. "Yes."
Logan growled darkly.
Emma felt a tremor of fear shoot through her body, but she didn't let it show. "Logan. Please, calm down. Put the claws away."
He didn't move, glaring at the hiding Adam. "I'm gonna kill you."
"Logan!" Emma got his attention again. "No one is going to be killed. Just calm down."
"No!" He shouted, advancing on them. "He can't have you!"
Emma felt Adam flee through the open door as she stepped forward, placing a hand on Logan's chest.
"Logan, I don't understand what you mean. Adam-" She didn't get any further than that, as his powerful hand swept down, slicing across her right arm and grabbing her by the throat in one movement. He raised her up so that they were eyeball to eyeball. She could feel his hot breath on her face.
"I know, I know what you been doing." He growled, tightening his grip. Emma gasped for air, her green eyes wide with fear and shock. She clawed at his hand, trying to pry his fingers off her throat.
"Logan..." She gasped. "I can't..." Her vision began to fill with black spots and Emma could feel herself growing weak. She hated what she was about to do, but it was necessary, and he would heal. She wouldn't.
Her hands glowed for a moment before the electricity arced into him. The air was filled with heat, and blue lines of snapping and popping electricity ran across Logan's body. He was pushed back, slamming into the opposite wall. Emma fell to the floor, her hand holding her bruised throat as she coughed and gasped for air. With a groan, he began to stir, but summoning what was left of her strength, she zapped him again, emptying everything she had into him.
It would have killed a normal person. Emma hoped, hazily has she tried to breathe, that it wouldn't do the same to him.
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The large blue face that filled her vision when she woke startled her until she realized who it was.
"Oh good, you're awake. How do you feel?"
Emma opened her mouth to speak, but her voice came out as a rasp. Hank handed her a glass of water. "Here drink this, It'll make it a little better."
She sipped the water, wincing with pain as she swallowed. "I feel okay." Her voice was still hoarse. She sat up, realizing that she was in the infirmary. "Where's-"
"Logan's back there. He's alive, but pretty crispy."
Emma touched her throat tentatively. It was very sore.
"The bruising is fairly bad, but it should clear up in a day or two. And the cuts on your arm are shallow, but you'll probably have a scar. Do you feel up to telling me what happened?"
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Charles was not happy about her deception.
"I went camping with an old school friend, and at night I heard some pretty weird noises. So I though I'd go check them out. I found Adam; sort of halfway between human and animal, with his leg caught in a bear trap. He's the reason I stayed away so long. He's been alone in the woods nearly all his life, he's more animal than he is human. I had to re-teach him English. He'd forgotten everything of being a human. I don't know how he came to be there, neither does he. But he must have had a human home at some point." Emma rubbed her throat gingerly. It was still sore. Logan was still in the infirmary.
"So he felt too afraid to reveal himself to us."
"That's exactly it. I have to go and find him Charles."
He nodded. "I agree. I'll send Cyclops and-"
"No." She interrupted him. "No one else. Adam is hurt and very scared. He'll run away from anyone else."
Her uncle didn't like the idea, but eventually he conceded to her plan, provided she took a communicator.
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"Adam..." Emma's voice betrayed her frustration. She'd been out for three hours, and she couldn't find him. He would have fled into the woods, because it was a place of security for him. But there were lots of woods. She almost wished Logan was there. At the thought of him, her hand flew to her throat. It wasn't swollen anymore, but it was covered in large purple bruises. If you looked close enough, you could make out the pattern they formed.
A handprint.
Logan had actually hurt her. In fact, he could have easily killed her. She'd never thought that he would ever do so. The fact that he had changed everything. Would she ever feel safe with him again?
And what had he meant by 'he can't have you'? And 'I know, I know what you been doing'? She supposed that she would only receive those answers when he was awake and when she found Adam.
Adam.
The epiphany hit her with the force of a sledgehammer. Logan was jealous of Adam. //But why on Earth would he think that Adam would take me from him?//
She didn't know.
Night came quickly, and though her uniform protected Emma from the cool air, she couldn't keep going forever. It felt strange, not to sleep in the open air, under a tree, but to sleep without Logan beside her. She missed his warmth.
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"Logan, stop!" Emma leapt into the room, just as Adam dove over the bed, evading Logan's attack, and hiding behind Emma. Wolverine spun around, growling. Emma could see blood on his claws, dripping onto the carpet. She didn't take her eyes off him. "Adam, are you all right?"
He whimpered. "Yes."
Logan growled darkly.
Emma felt a tremor of fear shoot through her body, but she didn't let it show. "Logan. Please, calm down. Put the claws away."
He didn't move, glaring at the hiding Adam. "I'm gonna kill you."
"Logan!" Emma got his attention again. "No one is going to be killed. Just calm down."
"No!" He shouted, advancing on them. "He can't have you!"
Emma felt Adam flee through the open door as she stepped forward, placing a hand on Logan's chest.
"Logan, I don't understand what you mean. Adam-" She didn't get any further than that, as his powerful hand swept down, slicing across her right arm and grabbing her by the throat in one movement. He raised her up so that they were eyeball to eyeball. She could feel his hot breath on her face.
"I know, I know what you been doing." He growled, tightening his grip. Emma gasped for air, her green eyes wide with fear and shock. She clawed at his hand, trying to pry his fingers off her throat.
"Logan..." She gasped. "I can't..." Her vision began to fill with black spots and Emma could feel herself growing weak. She hated what she was about to do, but it was necessary, and he would heal. She wouldn't.
Her hands glowed for a moment before the electricity arced into him. The air was filled with heat, and blue lines of snapping and popping electricity ran across Logan's body. He was pushed back, slamming into the opposite wall. Emma fell to the floor, her hand holding her bruised throat as she coughed and gasped for air. With a groan, he began to stir, but summoning what was left of her strength, she zapped him again, emptying everything she had into him.
It would have killed a normal person. Emma hoped, hazily has she tried to breathe, that it wouldn't do the same to him.
**********
The large blue face that filled her vision when she woke startled her until she realized who it was.
"Oh good, you're awake. How do you feel?"
Emma opened her mouth to speak, but her voice came out as a rasp. Hank handed her a glass of water. "Here drink this, It'll make it a little better."
She sipped the water, wincing with pain as she swallowed. "I feel okay." Her voice was still hoarse. She sat up, realizing that she was in the infirmary. "Where's-"
"Logan's back there. He's alive, but pretty crispy."
Emma touched her throat tentatively. It was very sore.
"The bruising is fairly bad, but it should clear up in a day or two. And the cuts on your arm are shallow, but you'll probably have a scar. Do you feel up to telling me what happened?"
**********
Charles was not happy about her deception.
"I went camping with an old school friend, and at night I heard some pretty weird noises. So I though I'd go check them out. I found Adam; sort of halfway between human and animal, with his leg caught in a bear trap. He's the reason I stayed away so long. He's been alone in the woods nearly all his life, he's more animal than he is human. I had to re-teach him English. He'd forgotten everything of being a human. I don't know how he came to be there, neither does he. But he must have had a human home at some point." Emma rubbed her throat gingerly. It was still sore. Logan was still in the infirmary.
"So he felt too afraid to reveal himself to us."
"That's exactly it. I have to go and find him Charles."
He nodded. "I agree. I'll send Cyclops and-"
"No." She interrupted him. "No one else. Adam is hurt and very scared. He'll run away from anyone else."
Her uncle didn't like the idea, but eventually he conceded to her plan, provided she took a communicator.
**********
"Adam..." Emma's voice betrayed her frustration. She'd been out for three hours, and she couldn't find him. He would have fled into the woods, because it was a place of security for him. But there were lots of woods. She almost wished Logan was there. At the thought of him, her hand flew to her throat. It wasn't swollen anymore, but it was covered in large purple bruises. If you looked close enough, you could make out the pattern they formed.
A handprint.
Logan had actually hurt her. In fact, he could have easily killed her. She'd never thought that he would ever do so. The fact that he had changed everything. Would she ever feel safe with him again?
And what had he meant by 'he can't have you'? And 'I know, I know what you been doing'? She supposed that she would only receive those answers when he was awake and when she found Adam.
Adam.
The epiphany hit her with the force of a sledgehammer. Logan was jealous of Adam. //But why on Earth would he think that Adam would take me from him?//
She didn't know.
Night came quickly, and though her uniform protected Emma from the cool air, she couldn't keep going forever. It felt strange, not to sleep in the open air, under a tree, but to sleep without Logan beside her. She missed his warmth.