A/N: I apologize for the lateness of this chapter, but thanks a bunch for all the reviews!
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Vengeance
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James K. Mahoney had just made Lieutenant among his fellow police officers a few days ago. He was a good guy, good at heart, fair, and a fine police officer. He had finally gotten off duty, and was planning on going to the local bar for a little promotion party his buddies were throwing. James ran a hand through his messy red hair, smiling as he reached the door. He stopped short, staring at the steps to the building. "What the fuck?!" he exclaimed loudly, unbelieving in what was before him.
On the steps were two men in various conditions, tied together and gagged. They both looked on the verge of unconsciousness and one of them was gripping tightly to the bloody stump where his right hand should be, seemingly so he didn't bleed to death.
James turned away for a second so he didn't throw up. He shook his head, then looked at the two who appeared to be scared out of their minds. He noticed a brown bag beside the men that said; 'EVIDENCE FOR THE POLICE' in messy capital letters. James hesitantly picked up the brown bag and opened it, though protocol told him he really shouldn't do that. Inside there was a small, tape recorder sized tape, with 'ADMITTENCE TO MURDER' written on it. James stared wide-eyed at the men again, then yelled back into the building, "Everyone in there get your asses outside now! We got somethin' here!!"
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A few hours later, Logan pulled up to the mansion on his motorcycle. After dropping off his little 'present' at the police station, he put in a few calls that would further allow him to help out Cadaver and Rosie. He parked the bike in the garage, then casually started back to the main mansion.
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Jean had been waiting around in the rec room with Cadaver and Rogue, for Logan's return. She needed to get her head together, and keep her mind off of the worry that plagued her thoughts. It was time to make a choice...and Jean already knew what it was going to be. Suddenly she spun around, looking away from the t.v. when she heard the low rumble of a motorcycle.
"Logan's back!" Rogue exclaimed happily, long before Jean got the chance. She left the foosball table and ran towards the door.
Cadaver just looked over at Jean and nodded as they both stood up. Upon reaching the door, it swung open to reveal Logan standing there, hands in his pockets, looking casual as ever.
"It is good to see you again my friend." Cadaver greeted Logan, stepping toward him, although he knew Logan's eyes were drifting towards Jean. "Did you...find who did it?"
Logan snapped his gaze away from Jean reluctantly and looked toward Cadaver with a grim smile. "Yeah, it was two guys...I got 'em."
Cadaver nodded thankfully. "This is good news. I prefer not to have any details though...this is enough for me."
Jean stared at Logan, keeping back along with Rogue, who seemed to be nervously fiddling with her gloves during the moment of awkward silence. "Logan, are you alright?" Jean furrowed her brows and looked at the blood staining his shirt.
He pulled his hands from his pockets, then looked down at his shirt as if noticing the blood for the first time. "Oh, yeah, it ain't mine."
Jean's eyes widened. "Logan, you didn't-?"
He shook his head with a slight smirk. "Nah, the police are handlin' 'em now. I got the evidence they would need ta put those jokers away fer a long time though." Logan reached into his pocket and pulled out Rogue's tape recorder. He tossed it to her with a half smile. "Here ya go kid, I hadta borrow it."
Rogue caught the device as it trailed through the air. She scrunched her nose, holding it with two fingers as if it was diseased. She glared at the blood spots on the plastic. "Ew, Logan that's so gross." Rogue tossed the tape recorder back to him. "You c'n keep it."
Logan chuckled slightly, stuffing the recorder back into his jacket pocket. "Thanks." He rumbled with a sly smile.
Rogue rolled her eyes and turned to leave with a yawn. "See you guys later, I'm beat."
Cadaver kept staring at Jean, trying to get her to tell Logan how she felt, like they talked about before.
Logan had a blank look on his face for a second, then shook his head. "Hey, Cadaver,"
"Hm?" He looked over at the man.
"I got some good news fer you an' Rosie." Logan saw the curious look in Cadaver's eyes and smiled. "I got a hold of the kid's aunt. She's a mutant too, it turns out. She said she'd love ta take care o' little Rosie, an' that you could stay with 'er too." He smiled when he saw the pleased and surprised expression on the ghost-like man's face.
Jean smiled happily, patting Cadaver on the shoulder. "This is wonderful, isn't it?"
Cadaver was almost speechless. "Yes, of course...I can't believe I didn't know Rosie had an aunt." He shrugged, a huge grin on his face. He looked over at Logan and shook his hand. "Thank you so much, " he glanced at Jean. "all of you. This means a great deal to me, and Rosie as well I'm sure." He smiled even wider if that was possible, and started to turn out of the room with a sly wink to Jean. "Well, I'm going to go see Rosie now, I'm sure you two have some...things to say."
Logan noticed Jean blush slightly. He jerked a thumb towards where Cadaver had taken off. "What was that all about?"
Jean just smiled softly and shrugged. She hooked her arm around Logan's and lead him back outside. "Come sit with me will you Logan?"
"Uh, sure." He said quietly, unsure of what was going to happen. He really loved Jean, but he'd felt that she and Scott would be together and he had no chance, besides the occasional flirting the two shared. Maybe this time was different.
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Out on the front steps, Jean sat down, motioning for Logan to do the same.
He looked at her hesitantly for a moment, then sat beside her. Logan was so exhausted from not having slept in a while, but he'd stay up forever just for a chance to get closer with Jean. He bowed his head for a moment, his eyes closed.
Jean scooted towards Logan on the steps, taking her hand and gently lifting his chin so he'd look into her eyes. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with what she had to say. "I want you to know something..."
Logan looked into Jean's emerald green eyes as they shined, unable to look away. She was so beautiful, and underneath the moonlight she looked just like an angel.
Jean took in a deep breath, before pouring her heart out and laying it all on the table. This was her life she was thinking about here...for her best interest and her lover's. She needed to do this, to get it over with. He had the right to know. "Logan...I really care about you."
He smiled half-heartedly, thinking he knew what was coming next. 'I really care about you...*but* I love Scott.' he mumbled in his mind, sure that Jean was going to tell him that. "Yeah..." he said sadly as the word rumbled out of his mouth. Logan stood up abrubtly, preparing to leave.
Jean bit her lower lip. It had become a habit really, when she was nervous, or worried or something. She felt it was so obvious, that anyone who knew she did that could probably tell what she was thinking. This time Jean needed to think quick, otherwise she could loose him forever. She grabbed Logan's hand as he started to walk away from her. "Will you just wait?" Jean stood up, still grasping to his hand. "I've made a decision, and before you say anything, or leave...I want you to know, I picked you Logan." She paused for a second as he met her gaze. "I love *you*."
He looked at her, somewhat surprised, somewhat relieved, and also really, really happy. "Really?" Logan smirked slightly, pulling her close to him.
Jean leaned in to his embrace, kissing him passionately. "Yes, really." She smiled, pulling away.
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Inside the mansion, Cadaver and Rogue, carrying little Rosie, stood in the window.
Cadaver smiled contently, looking over at Rogue with a sly smile. "Well, it's about time."
She quirked a smile. "Sure is." Rogue was glad that Logan had finally found his someone, and glad that Jean knew for certain he was the right one for her. Now she knew Jean would never hurt him, and she was glad that he could finally be truly happy.
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*end*
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Vengeance
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James K. Mahoney had just made Lieutenant among his fellow police officers a few days ago. He was a good guy, good at heart, fair, and a fine police officer. He had finally gotten off duty, and was planning on going to the local bar for a little promotion party his buddies were throwing. James ran a hand through his messy red hair, smiling as he reached the door. He stopped short, staring at the steps to the building. "What the fuck?!" he exclaimed loudly, unbelieving in what was before him.
On the steps were two men in various conditions, tied together and gagged. They both looked on the verge of unconsciousness and one of them was gripping tightly to the bloody stump where his right hand should be, seemingly so he didn't bleed to death.
James turned away for a second so he didn't throw up. He shook his head, then looked at the two who appeared to be scared out of their minds. He noticed a brown bag beside the men that said; 'EVIDENCE FOR THE POLICE' in messy capital letters. James hesitantly picked up the brown bag and opened it, though protocol told him he really shouldn't do that. Inside there was a small, tape recorder sized tape, with 'ADMITTENCE TO MURDER' written on it. James stared wide-eyed at the men again, then yelled back into the building, "Everyone in there get your asses outside now! We got somethin' here!!"
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A few hours later, Logan pulled up to the mansion on his motorcycle. After dropping off his little 'present' at the police station, he put in a few calls that would further allow him to help out Cadaver and Rosie. He parked the bike in the garage, then casually started back to the main mansion.
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Jean had been waiting around in the rec room with Cadaver and Rogue, for Logan's return. She needed to get her head together, and keep her mind off of the worry that plagued her thoughts. It was time to make a choice...and Jean already knew what it was going to be. Suddenly she spun around, looking away from the t.v. when she heard the low rumble of a motorcycle.
"Logan's back!" Rogue exclaimed happily, long before Jean got the chance. She left the foosball table and ran towards the door.
Cadaver just looked over at Jean and nodded as they both stood up. Upon reaching the door, it swung open to reveal Logan standing there, hands in his pockets, looking casual as ever.
"It is good to see you again my friend." Cadaver greeted Logan, stepping toward him, although he knew Logan's eyes were drifting towards Jean. "Did you...find who did it?"
Logan snapped his gaze away from Jean reluctantly and looked toward Cadaver with a grim smile. "Yeah, it was two guys...I got 'em."
Cadaver nodded thankfully. "This is good news. I prefer not to have any details though...this is enough for me."
Jean stared at Logan, keeping back along with Rogue, who seemed to be nervously fiddling with her gloves during the moment of awkward silence. "Logan, are you alright?" Jean furrowed her brows and looked at the blood staining his shirt.
He pulled his hands from his pockets, then looked down at his shirt as if noticing the blood for the first time. "Oh, yeah, it ain't mine."
Jean's eyes widened. "Logan, you didn't-?"
He shook his head with a slight smirk. "Nah, the police are handlin' 'em now. I got the evidence they would need ta put those jokers away fer a long time though." Logan reached into his pocket and pulled out Rogue's tape recorder. He tossed it to her with a half smile. "Here ya go kid, I hadta borrow it."
Rogue caught the device as it trailed through the air. She scrunched her nose, holding it with two fingers as if it was diseased. She glared at the blood spots on the plastic. "Ew, Logan that's so gross." Rogue tossed the tape recorder back to him. "You c'n keep it."
Logan chuckled slightly, stuffing the recorder back into his jacket pocket. "Thanks." He rumbled with a sly smile.
Rogue rolled her eyes and turned to leave with a yawn. "See you guys later, I'm beat."
Cadaver kept staring at Jean, trying to get her to tell Logan how she felt, like they talked about before.
Logan had a blank look on his face for a second, then shook his head. "Hey, Cadaver,"
"Hm?" He looked over at the man.
"I got some good news fer you an' Rosie." Logan saw the curious look in Cadaver's eyes and smiled. "I got a hold of the kid's aunt. She's a mutant too, it turns out. She said she'd love ta take care o' little Rosie, an' that you could stay with 'er too." He smiled when he saw the pleased and surprised expression on the ghost-like man's face.
Jean smiled happily, patting Cadaver on the shoulder. "This is wonderful, isn't it?"
Cadaver was almost speechless. "Yes, of course...I can't believe I didn't know Rosie had an aunt." He shrugged, a huge grin on his face. He looked over at Logan and shook his hand. "Thank you so much, " he glanced at Jean. "all of you. This means a great deal to me, and Rosie as well I'm sure." He smiled even wider if that was possible, and started to turn out of the room with a sly wink to Jean. "Well, I'm going to go see Rosie now, I'm sure you two have some...things to say."
Logan noticed Jean blush slightly. He jerked a thumb towards where Cadaver had taken off. "What was that all about?"
Jean just smiled softly and shrugged. She hooked her arm around Logan's and lead him back outside. "Come sit with me will you Logan?"
"Uh, sure." He said quietly, unsure of what was going to happen. He really loved Jean, but he'd felt that she and Scott would be together and he had no chance, besides the occasional flirting the two shared. Maybe this time was different.
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Out on the front steps, Jean sat down, motioning for Logan to do the same.
He looked at her hesitantly for a moment, then sat beside her. Logan was so exhausted from not having slept in a while, but he'd stay up forever just for a chance to get closer with Jean. He bowed his head for a moment, his eyes closed.
Jean scooted towards Logan on the steps, taking her hand and gently lifting his chin so he'd look into her eyes. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with what she had to say. "I want you to know something..."
Logan looked into Jean's emerald green eyes as they shined, unable to look away. She was so beautiful, and underneath the moonlight she looked just like an angel.
Jean took in a deep breath, before pouring her heart out and laying it all on the table. This was her life she was thinking about here...for her best interest and her lover's. She needed to do this, to get it over with. He had the right to know. "Logan...I really care about you."
He smiled half-heartedly, thinking he knew what was coming next. 'I really care about you...*but* I love Scott.' he mumbled in his mind, sure that Jean was going to tell him that. "Yeah..." he said sadly as the word rumbled out of his mouth. Logan stood up abrubtly, preparing to leave.
Jean bit her lower lip. It had become a habit really, when she was nervous, or worried or something. She felt it was so obvious, that anyone who knew she did that could probably tell what she was thinking. This time Jean needed to think quick, otherwise she could loose him forever. She grabbed Logan's hand as he started to walk away from her. "Will you just wait?" Jean stood up, still grasping to his hand. "I've made a decision, and before you say anything, or leave...I want you to know, I picked you Logan." She paused for a second as he met her gaze. "I love *you*."
He looked at her, somewhat surprised, somewhat relieved, and also really, really happy. "Really?" Logan smirked slightly, pulling her close to him.
Jean leaned in to his embrace, kissing him passionately. "Yes, really." She smiled, pulling away.
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Inside the mansion, Cadaver and Rogue, carrying little Rosie, stood in the window.
Cadaver smiled contently, looking over at Rogue with a sly smile. "Well, it's about time."
She quirked a smile. "Sure is." Rogue was glad that Logan had finally found his someone, and glad that Jean knew for certain he was the right one for her. Now she knew Jean would never hurt him, and she was glad that he could finally be truly happy.
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