Logan woke up, finding himself surrounded with darkness. The darkness apparently meant that he had been left alone until the sunset. Looking outside the window, he saw the sky having that purple colour it took during the very late hours.

The immediate thought that crossed his mind was to get to his bedroom upstairs, snuggle with his wife and resume sleeping.

He stealthily got himself upstairs and silently opened the door to his bedroom, using the special manoeuvre it needed in order not to squeak. This way, Gina wouldn't wake up.

But apparently, his wife was already awake.

Someone else was with her too, sharing his awakeness with her.

And as he saw Gina and Gambit snuggling and not sleeping under the sheets of his own bed, Logan now felt more awake than ever.

Gambit was swift enough to jump out of the window as soon as Logan had landed himself on his bed, being in a feral stance, ready to attack.

Gina looked through his eyes in grieving guilt.

The first thought coming into his mind was not to slash his wife's eyes out because for being unfaithful.

The thought that actually crossed his mind first was: "Freedom!"

Sleekly and surprisingly calm for such a situation, Logan started talking to his soon-to-be-his-ex-wife.

"Gina, oh Gina... Do you remember the only oath you gave me the day we got married?"

"Never...never to cheat on you."

"You had promised you would always be true to me and to yourself. You would always remain faithful to your husband."

"Yes."

"Now, do you remember the promise I gave you the other day..."

"What promise?"

"...the day before your *mother* arrived?"

"Never to hurt her...Oh, my God, Logan, don't-"

"Never to upset her. You have broken your promise; I get to break one of mine too. You became true to yourself tonight, by admitting your need for more man-flesh than available..."

He made a small gesture indicating himself, then kept on.

"...now I can satiate my need for...Elisa-flesh!"

"Logan! No!"

"Outta my face" he said, shoving her into the mattress, just enough to make her lose ground in the hunt for "mommy" flesh.

He was out of the bedroom within a glimpse. Somehow, he knew where to find her, and that entire cheater situation had given him the right to give himself the greatest pleasure of showing to your mother-in-law who should have the upper hand.

He ran to the kitchen, finding Elisa in her black nightgown, having just finished praying.

"Here you are." he told her with a predatory half-smirk.

"Still awake I see?" was her always ironic comment, one which wouldn't feel as ironic without the raised eyebrow.

"Are you afraid of mutants?" good old Logan, always straight to the point.

"No. I just despise them." she answered with her slightly raised face, in order to look prouder for what she just said.

"But you despise *me* too."

"Yeah, but not because of your genetic material, just because of who you are." she still wouldn't shit her pants while coming face to face with him.

"Now you can despise me for one more reason, darling'" he said, preparing for the long-awaited

*snickt!*

His claws stood just inches from her ugly face. She stared in shock.

"You...you..."

"I'm a mutant. Just like your daughter. Just like everyone else in this building. It seems that this time the old, bigoted, mutant hating bitch stepped into a nest full of mutiesssss..." his voice suddenly went Gollum.

"No-No, it can't be-" she then interrupted herself by letting a piercing scream go and bolting outside the kitchen and eventually the mansion, still in her nightwear.

Logan just stood at the main door and laughed his heart out, whishing for her to find a storm on her way and the road filled with mud puddles. Or he could get Ororo to do it for him.

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But the sweet taste of victory was suddenly swept off Logan's lips as a piercing, grumpy voice...wake him up. He could also hear Bobby moaning in mental pain.

"Get up, you miserable excuse for a son-in-law! This sorry bastard you brought me as a chauffer is incapable of carrying a few groceries!"

Logan got up, dazzled from his brief sleep and looked around with blurry eyes. the sunset hadn't come yet.

Hastily checking out his watch, he found out he had only been sleeping for half an hour.

Bobby and Elisa had apparently just got home with the car after the three of them separating and leaving in different means of transport.

The whole weird thing that had just happened was... a dream. Oh, how cliche! He was pissed off right now! He had actually hoped it would be true. But Gina was on the other sofa, reading some Italian gossip magazines that she had ordered from her mother and seemed totally oblivious to Logan's dishonouring dreams. Rogue could be heard preparing the kitchen for pizza-baking with Jean and Gambit was charmingly offering himself to carry the stuff that his mother-in-law had brought with her.

He felt strangely sad for losing the feeling he had at the end of the dream... a sweet feeling of closure. He liked that feeling although he had to sacrifice his trust on his sweet wife...in his dream at least. But that dream made him realise how he really felt. Although he had to try not to hurt Gina and/or make her angry on him, he had to find a way to get Elisa out of there. He needed to make true the feeling of closure he had caught a glimpse of during sleeping.

"Get your lazy ass off that couch! Come and help us out, the pizza has to be ready by eleven!" his 'mom' was ruder now, almost sensing the intimate loving feelings that Logan shared for her as well.

As soon as Logan got off the couch, a sleepy Bobby spread himself on it, putting his thumb in his mouth and soon drifting to sleep.

"Why being around...that...woman...makes me feel...so tired?" were his last words before sweet, puffy dreams enveloped him.