Author's Note: Thanks for the wonderful reviews! Rominess? Like Rogue and Gambit? Well, I was always a fan of that couple and I couldn't possibly see how they ended up pairing Bobby and Rogue off in the movies so . . . we shall see /evil cackle/
Chapter Five
-Somewhere at a hideout-
'When are we gonna do something?' John complained for what seemed the thousandth time.
'Soon. You mustn't get too impatient,' a rich voice answered him back.
'It's hard not to be when you're stuck here every day,' John whined in a bored voice.
'As soon as Mystique comes back. Then we will make our move.'
Logan, Rogue, and Bobby were now enjoying their meals at a local Burger King. Rogue and Bobby chattered away as Logan ate his burger silently. The Professor has told them to be alert. Logan hadn't intended on doing that exact thing in a fast food place. But something had his senses working. He didn't know quite what it was, and that annoyed him. He stayed quiet and put all his attention on his surroundings. An old couple seated at the table behind him was enjoying salads. At a table across from them, a group of teenagers were having their lunch break. A red head in front of him was eating alone. Kids too young for school were playing in the play area. Just ordinary people that he had never seen before. But wait a minute . . . He was catching a whiff of something. And it smelled like . . . he would never forget that smell . . . Could he dare to believe? He brought his gaze back to the red head, only to find she wasn't there. He frantically looked around and saw her just exiting the front doors. She went the other way, her back to Logan. He had the impulse to get up. And just as he was about to, he stopped.
He shook himself mentally. Get a grip! He told himself. He faintly heard Rogue talking to him.
'Logan?' she asked again for the third time. She turned around to see what had caught his interest, but saw nothing. 'Are you okay?'
'What? Oh, sorry. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,' he said.
'Are you sure? We could leave-' Rogue began.
'Nah, you two enjoy your food, I'm fine,' Logan assured the both of them.
After a couple of minutes, Rogue and Bobby started talking again, but Rogue still glanced at Logan every now and then. Logan told himself not to take in his surroundings so much as long as the kids were with him. But then something else caught his senses. He turned his attention outside the window on the other side of the fast food place. There was a thicket of trees nearby. His heighten sight picked up someone moving between the trees. They were moving with expert caution. The perfume sense was still lingering in his nostrils, preventing him to pick up the thing's scent. Tension was building in his mind. Anything unusual and he was suppose to report to Charles. But Charley was at least 10 miles away. Logan took a sip from his drink, his eyes never leaving the window . . .
'So, what do you think of the new kids?' Bobby was asking Rogue.
'They seem okay. Bit different to what we're normally use to.'
'Yeah, I agree. But hey, they did get as out of class.'
'True,' Rogue agreed. She then looked at Logan.
He was unable to suppress the frown that furrowed his brow. She looked at where his gaze was. She couldn't make anything out but a bunch of trees.
'Logan?' she said loudly as she touched his hand with her own gloved one.
'What?' Logan answered as if he had snapped out of a daydream.
'Something is wrong . . . isn't it?' she asked.
Logan didn't answer this time.
'We're not kids, you know. you can tell us. We can help,' Bobby said.
'I think we should leave,' Logan said.
Bobby and Rogue looked at each other.
'Now,' Logan said sternly.
He got up and threw his half-eaten sandwich and almost full coke away. Rogue and Bobby dumped theirs also. Logan walked quickly out the door. They followed and almost ran into him as he stopped abruptly.
'What is it?' Rogue asked as Logan sniffed the air.
Now he could smell whoever it was. And he immediately realized he knew this scent too. He felt the hair rise on the back of his neck and he felt his adamantium claws trying to reach the surface of his knuckles.
'Get in the car,' he said.
Rogue and Bobby didn't move.
'Get in the damn car!' Logan growled.
They jumped and bolted to the car. Logan stayed where he was. He looked around and saw that no one was looking his way. With a snikt! His claws popped out. He edged his way closer to where the thicket was. He sensed the person was behind one of the trees. Logan crept along still, staying as far as possible from the view of the window where the people could see him. Bobby and Rogue still had a good view of him.
'What's he onto now?' Bobby asked, trying to sound annoyed, but unable to keep the anxiety out of his voice.
'I hope nothing bad happens. We're in front of all these people,' Rogue said as she rolled down the window.
Logan stopped short in front of the thicket as he heard whoever it was let out a low growl.
'What are you don' here?' Logan demanded.
'I'd ask you the same question,' the other person replied back.
'I thought you were dead,' Logan said.
'Then you thought wrong!' the person said as he leapt out of the thicket and onto Logan.
'Oh my God!' Rogue exclaimed.
'Who is that?' Bobby asked.
'You know, we heard about him on t'news! That's Sabretooth!' Rogue said.
'That's him?!' Bobby asked as he moved to the front seat for a better look.
Sabretooth had sunk his nails into Logan's chest. Logan cried out in pain as he fell with Sabretooth on him. Sabretooth wrenched his nails from Logan and got up. He kicked Logan in the side. He kicked Logan in the side. He heard Logan give another cry of anguish and showed a rare, toothy, smile. Logan withered as he waited for his healing factor to kick in. Sabretooth went to uproot a tree. Logan finally staggered to his feet. Sabretooth took a swing at him but Logan painfully dodged and landed a cut in Sabretooth's stomach. He tried to pin Logan down with a tree, but Logan cut through it. Sabretooth hit him with one end, shattering it to bits and knocking Logan off his feet.
They had now gotten the attention of the people inside Burger King. A lot of them were watching through the window, but a few daredevils were daring enough to go outside for a better look.
'Where's the Professor when you need him?' Bobby asked as people passed by the car.
'Logan needs our help!' Rogue cried as Logan was now being thrown through several trees.
'Who are we to help him?' Bobby asked.
'We're suppose to be part of the X-Men, Bobby, or have you forgotten?' Rogue snapped.
Bobby looked at her and then stared back towards the thicket.
'I'm sorry I snapped,' Rogue said as she put her hand on Bobby's.
'I know,' Bobby said, taking her hand into his.
'I'll try and call out to the Professor,' Rogue said as she shut her eyes in concentration.
Professor! We need your help!!!
