Okay, I'm back. Surry it took me awhile to type the next chapter up, but hey, it's the holidays! K, where did I leave off?

Jean ran and finally got back upstairs to the main level. She had the shot of the med curium chloride.

When she got through the door the first thing she saw was Logan holding Scott up by his throat.

Wolverine heard the girl come back to the main level. He was about to get rid of One-Eye, but thought it better to at least make him watch his precious fiancé cry out for help, but never receive it.

"Hey, Red. Whatcha got there?" he said looking over his shoulder at her.

"Logan, stop this. Let Scott go."

"Fine," he said as he dropped Scott who fell on the floor in a coughing fit. He stalked towards her, "Aren't ya wonderin' where Dagger is?"

"Logan, stop. What are you doing?"

He got closer and she begun to back away. She ran into the counter in the kitchen. Wolverine was still getting closer to her. He had a predatory look in his eyes, unlike she had ever seen before. She turned to run and ran into a body. She screamed and ran as fast as she could.

It wasn't fast enough.

Wolverine grabbed her arms and pulled her close to him. She tried to use the needle that she had, but he forced it out of her hand. It fell and rolled off to the other room.

"Well, darlin' what was that supposed ta do?"

She tried to fight away, but he held on hard and pulled he even closer so they were face to face.

"No matter," he whispered seductively into her ear, "now are you gonna fight or just give up. Either way, I'll get what I want." Then he kissed her on the neck

"NO!" Scott cried from the doorway

"Scott!"

"What are you doing? Don't you ever shut up and die?"

Wolverine threw Jean into the corner and stormed over to Scott. He grabbed him by the collar and hurled him onto the counter. Then he unsheathed his claws. Scott rolled off the counter and stood against it. Wolverine strode towards him. He was about to bring his claws down on him when Jean jumped on him to try and stop him.

"Scott, get the medication!"

Scott ran to find where the needle rolled off. Wolverine flung Jean off him and onto the floor.

"Well, I was gonna let you live long enough so that I could have a little fun, but now you're just starting to get in the way," he said as he raised her up. He held her against the wall saying, "so, are you gonna listen ta me like good girl, darlin', or am I gonna haveta git rida ya?"

"Logan, please stop. Scott hurry!"

"Fine, if that's yer answer," he was about to stab her. He lied his claws against her throat and lightly grazed her neck makeing a small cut on the side of her throat. But he stopped and looked into her eyes. Something made him falter.

"Logan? Logan, please let me go."

"Jean?"

"Logan, is that you?"

Logan looked at her with uncertainty, but shook his head and returned to the Wolverine he was.

"Logan, it's me. Please come back. Logan, please, if you really do love me, then stop this." She was crying.

He raised his fist up and stopped again. He looked in bewilderment and then fell to the ground. He had a needle in his neck. Scott stood behind him looking down at him.

"Scott! Oh thank God." She said as she moved to embrace him. He winced and then revealed that he had been hurt by Wolverine and was now bleeding.

"We have to get you to the med lad."

"No, wait, first we must get Logan somewhere that we know he'll be safe."

"Scott, I'll call the Professor and we'll make sure he's fine okay?"

"Go now then."

Jean ran to the phone and dialed the number to the Professor. She told him that they needed help, but that Logan was now under control.

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