Disclaimer: A whole host of new characters are mine. Please don't use them. Of course, the X-Men and other such characters involved in the comic, books and the movie belong to Marvel, and new ones are mine. Also the plot is my own.

Throughout story:

" " = Speech

' ' = Thoughts

^ ^ = Telepath

Goth: I'm still not sure which bit you mean. I'm sorry. Post the actual sentence. ;.;

Jenny: *smirks* aurora can get away with just about anything with Logan. He'd never flip out and hurt her, would he?

I'm glad you like the clothes bit. Me too. It is true wolverine style! XD Yes, the Phantom happening was random, but I have no doubt it gave you a taster for more to come ^^

TheWolf: I am innocent, as innocent as Logan wanting to poke something with his claws, yes, yes. ^^

Chapter 26

            Several winces were made vocal from the shrill screech of the fork. Eyes instantly flitted their way, heads turning to Logan. Aurora was staring to Logan, bewildered as to why his eyes stared at her neck so venomously.

"Logan?" She said softly, lowering her cutlery.

Logan sharply stood up, sending his chair scraping back abruptly. He said nothing but lowered his hand to her nearest elbow. He cupped it and lifted her effortlessly to her feet. He kept a firm but calm hold on her elbow and led her to the doors, which he exited through, pulling Aurora with him.

            Now out in the main entrance Logan and Aurora stood. Logan let go of her arm, glaring down at the woman in front of him.

Aurora watched him with a frown, worried, "Logan..?"

"I never wanted to see it again." Said Logan under his breath, a hand slamming the door shut. His arms then folded and he glared at her, demanding a response through violently hurt eyes.

Aurora watched at him, still unsure of what he meant.. but when her eyes travelled to where his eyes stared at fiercely, her gloved hand raised to lightly lift the tag.. realising.

A quiet, "Oh.. " was heard, extremely reluctant.

Logan grunted simply, his eyes now lifting upon her, "Why do you have it?" Voice was low.

Aurora took a nervous step back away from the angry mutant in front of her, "I .. I just found it."

Logan was growling under his breath, his chest heaving softly beneath his folded arms.

"Logan, I didn't mean.. I.. .. You.. You can have it back!"

As her words managed to reach his ears.. the last string of thinning patience broke with Logan's mind..

"I never wanted to see it AGAIN!!!"

 A wounded roar of fury erupted from his broad chest, clothes quivering from the impact of sound. Madly, he pushed her forward with the thick grip of his hands at her wrists, and slammed her back against the wall of the left staircase.

Aurora sharply inhaled a scream that instead sounded as a high gasp in her throat. Logan had a strong hold on her uppers arms and she could feel pain from where he gripped her roughly.

As Aurora stared to him, she could see that his once warm eyes were now nastily narrowed and gleaming with volatile rage. His breaths were increased and shook his large chest tremendously. Claws ripped involuntarily out of his knuckles, unwanted anger pressing at his mind, the familiar flush of emotions telling him to injure, kill, and destroy.

Aurora was no match for the adamantiumed mutant. She was pressed back so tightly. The cool wall of wood firmly against her back. She lifted her adamantiumed arm, clutching it in a small fist as she tried to build up strength to try and free the arm. But as she tried, Logan suddenly added more force, sending her against the wall even harder, a sharp growl shuddering from his throat.

Aurora gasped softly, her eyes sharply swivelled to the door, hoping someone.. anyone would come out. Her eyes fluttered back to his.. Her shimmering grey irises stared with helplessness, at his sharply narrowed dark eyes.

The Wolverine's eyes were swirling with an uncontrollable passion for death. His polluted mind overpowering his heart as he applied pressure to the woman in front of him. His right fist now raised slowly, the claws being pointed provocatively at her neck.

Aurora's now free arm lifted, and her slim fingers grabbed round the wrist of the hand that directed deadly weapons her way.

"Logan.." She said softly, her head shaking, "Snap out of it.. I know this is not you."

Nothing.

"Logan! Please!"

Within the his eyes, the dark mass of pulsating rage, the frenzy of the deadly temper seemed to jolt. His sharply furrowed brow lifted even so softly. His skin smoothened from the vicious expression and eyes lightened and lifted from their slim glare. The grip on her body gently loosened, and the claws retreated into the flesh slowly.. defeated by his heart.

Logan stepped away, throwing his hands off her as if she was poisonous to touch. He staggered a little, staring at her in disbelief. His eyes then dropped to his knuckles, to the gently healing cuts of where his claws had been.

No…

His terrorized eyes lifted back to her.. upon the white finger marks upon her wrists and arms. He softly gasped, stepping away. His hands clutched at his hair, his head lowering in shame and shaking.

He felt so dirty.. unclean. His mind was laughing wickedly with it's lethal fumes of  Stryker's poison.. whilst his heart was weeping for what he had done.

"Logan?" Said Aurora softly..

Logan shook his head, turning away. He couldn't face her.

"Logan.. it's not your fault.. It's Stryker's."

"I still did it."

"You did nothing.. look, not a mark on me."

Logan sighed softly, his hand cradling his forehead whilst his eyes remained closed.

Aurora now stepped forward, motioning so she faced him. Her slim goldless fingers tugged at his strong digits and motioned to outstretch his left palm and into it she dropped the tag with it's beaded chain, "You can't hide from the past Logan.. it's like adamantium. Indestructible. Treat it right…"

Logan's hand slowly closed upon the tag.

"..And it'll let you move on." Aurora placed her nimble cool hand upon his bulky fist and made a gentle squeeze of reassertion.

"Move on.." Repeated Logan softly, his hands then motioning round her to hug her.

They stood together in each others arms for a while.. the rays of the evening sunlight causing the tag to glint as it swung from his closed fist defiantly.

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Emotional tense chapter ;.;

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