Didn't
I make you feel like you were the only man, yeah
Didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can ?
Honey, you know I did!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I think I've had enough
But I'm gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby
You know you got it if it makes you feel good
Oh, yes indeed
You're out on the streets looking good
And baby deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain't right
Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I cry at night
Babe, I cry all the time!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I can't stand the pain
But when you hold me in your arms, I'll sing it once again
I'll say come on, come on, come on, come on and take it
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby
You know you got it child, if it makes you feel good
I need you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, c'mon now
Oh, oh, have a
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby
You know you got it
Take it!
Take it, take another little piece of my heart now, baby,
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oh, oh, have a
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, hey
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good
"So Silver Fox, is she as good as she looks?"
Victor froze in the shower. This was something he didn't want to hear. He didn't know why he should care who was banging Wolverine, since it was obvious the woman wasn't exactly chaste to begin with, but he didn't like the idea that Silver Fox was probably about to brag.
"Better, Maverick," Silver Fox replied with a grin, rinsing shampoo out of his long black hair. "She does this thing with her tongue…"
"That's enough, Fox," Sabretooth growled, snatching a towel as he stalked out of the shower. "The last thing I want is a mental image of that scrawny runt naked."
Silver Fox sneered, getting out of the shower himself. "Are you sure it's not just a little jealousy? After all, you and Wolverine seem to have gotten awfully close these past couple months."
Sabretooth roared, grabbing Silver Fox by his throat and slamming him into the wall. "We're just partners, ya little fuck."
Silver Fox rubbed his neck as Sabretooth dropped him back to the ground. "Yeah, just partners."
Sabretooth snarled before storming out of the locker room, unphased by his state of undress.
Maverick looked down at Silver Fox and frowned.
"I'm sorry I brought it up."
Logan looked over at Sabretooth as he sharpened his claws on the edge of a bowie knife. "Everything okay with you?"
He shot her a dirty look. "Peachy."
She lifted a box of guns and ammo into the truck, then went over to where Sabretooth was sitting. "Well, I know it isn't a lack of good sex. This heightened sense of hearing isn't much of a blessing when you live next to you, Casanova."
Sabretooth rolled his eyes. "Like you should talk. A few times I've wondered if maybe I should run over there and make sure your little boyfriend ain't killin' ya, the way you scream."
Logan gave him a dirty look. "Pervert."
"You started it, runt."
Logan decided it was time for a change of topic. "So it looks like we're paired up again for a mission."
"Yeah, they seem to like to do that." He grinned. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say we were full-fledged partners."
Logan smirked. "I guess I can think of worse people to work with."
In the belly of the B-52, Logan and Sabretooth sat in silence. Sabretooth claimed that talking before missions made him edgy and Logan had a lot on her mind. The hours-long flight could only mean one destination, a tiny war-torn peninsula halfway around the world. It always felt like she was leaving a part of her behind when she went into the jungle, like part of her still lingered with Silver Fox back in the mountain compound.
She didn't like the feeling…it wasn't longing for a lost love, it was more like a nervous twinge in the back of her head. She couldn't focus, and that was dangerous in combat. Sabretooth was counting on her.
Sabretooth glanced over at Wolverine. He wondered what she was thinking, if she was nervous about the mission, or if she was thinking about the kind of greeting she'd give that pretty boy of hers when they got home.
He stopped short. What was he doing? Since when did he give a damn about what anyone else was thinking?
He wanted the damn contraption they were stuck in just to land so he could kill something. It had been too long since he'd gotten to sink his claws into someone.
If he was honest with himself, he'd admit that when the time came to kill again, all his victims would bear Silver Fox's face.
Logan's heart thudded against her ribs as she tore through the jungle, bullets ripping the foliage to shreds all around her. She swung around and returned fire with her M-16, screaming over the gunfire to the running man behind her. "Sabretooth, MOVE IT!" She cursed him silently—he always had to stay as long as he could at the site of the kill, make sure every last target was nothing more than a bloody smear. It was that insatiable urge of his that had made them moving targets for a 35-strong unit of Viet Cong guerilla soldiers, now chasing them through the dense, muggy jungle towards their rendezvous point.
Logan tumbled out of the trees as Team X's Chinook set down in a small clearing, blades kicking up leaves and dust. She turned as she swung into the cargo hold, making sure Sabretooth was still behind her. He was almost in the chopper when a blast of automatic fire slammed into his back, spraying Logan's tank top with blood and bone. Sabretooth grunted and pitched forward, managing to grab a hold of the lip of the cargo bay as the chopper lifted off unevenly. Logan grabbed his arm and hauled him inside, leaving a bloody smear across the steel floor.
Sabretooth ripped off what was left of his shirt, letting the bullets fall from his skin to the floor of the chopper. He looked over at Logan, his usual grin shifting to something other than psychotic. "Y'know, runt, fighting beside you is almost better than sex."
Logan looked at him in disbelief. "I can't believe you just said that."
"You know it's true, darlin'."
"I am not your darlin'," Logan growled, wiping away the blood that was dripping in her eyes.
Sabretooth blinked. "Hey, that's a lot of blood there," he said, changing the subject. "You all right?"
"Most of it's yours."
"Ah. Well, that's good."
Logan sat back against the wall, staring forward. Sabretooth sat beside her. She looked at over him, realizing just how close she'd gotten to him in the past few months that she'd been with Team X. They'd fought side by side, put their lives in each others hands, and she didn't even know his name. She voiced the thought aloud, asking him, but still staring forward.
"Victor," he replied, also staring forward. "Victor Creed."
"Logan."
"Nice t'meet ya," Sabretooth said, patting her leg.
"You, too." Logan realized suddenly how good he smelled.
She scooted away.
Logan was glad once they got back to the base. She'd had enough blood and jungle for one day.
She leaned down, picking up her pack. Victor stood behind her, smirking. Logan turned around, glaring at Sabretooth. "What are you looking at?"
"Yer ass."
Logan rolled her eyes. "You have issues."
"Tell me about it."
She started to walk away, but Victor grabbed her arm. "Hey."
"What?"
He ran his fingers through her hair, combing his talons through the long, black strands. "Hey."
"You already said that."
"Yeah. Um, I…" For once, Sabretooth couldn't think of anything to say, sarcastic or otherwise. He felt Logan tremble beneath his hand, and he moved closer, his lips almost touching hers.
"Wolverine!"
Logan jumped back at Silver Fox's voice and the pounding on the hull of the helicopter. She glanced back at Victor, but he'd already pulled away.
She walked out into Silver Fox's waiting arms. He grabbed her and spun her around, kissing her passionately. "I missed you, baby."
"I missed you, too."
"You two loverbirds better be careful. Someone might see that who you don't want to."
Logan glanced over at Victor, who nodded at her before walking out.
She couldn't figure out why being with Silver Fox suddenly made her feel guilty.