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Chapter Six
Logan was about to deepen the kiss when…
'Logan, could you come down to my office at your earliest convenience.'
Logan growled and pulled back with a sigh. "Darlin', Chuck's calling me." He rested his forehead against hers. He didn't want to go, but had a feeling it was important. He gave her one last soft kiss, then stood with her in his arms and set her down on the bed. "I'll come back as soon as I can." He smiled and kissed her pouting lips. "Promise."
Marie watched him go and fell back against her bed. She stayed that way glaring at the ceiling for a few minutes. She sighed and got up to return to grading.
.: Charles' Office :.
Logan entered the office and was surprised to see not only the professor, but also Storm and Hank. His eyebrows rose. "Have a seat Logan." Charles said with his usual even tones, but Logan could see he looked stressed.
"What's this all 'bout?" Logan felt tense with just the over all feeling in the room. He hoped it wasn't about him and Marie. 'God, don't let it be that…' He looked from Charles to Ororo to Hank then back to Charles.
Charles took his cue. "We have a situation." He started. "We have information that there is a new facility that is experimenting on mutants." He paused. "Scott is one of those mutants."
Logan shifted uncomfortably, but couldn't help but wonder… "Why just us three, what about the other X-Men?"
Charles let out a breath. "Seeing what goes on in a lab would be too much for the new X-Men to handle. They have had simulations of many things, but the reality is much more disturbing. Wouldn't you agree?"
Logan nodded. He didn't even want to think of Marie going into a lab, especially after his nightmares. "I get it. So whats the plan?"…
.: Later That Evening :.
Logan paused outside Marie's door leaning his head against the door. They had all agreed to keep the mission and Scott's involvement a secret. That meant he couldn't tell Marie why he was leaving in a few hours, or even where he was going. He sighed deeply. He knew he couldn't lie to her, he just couldn't. He lifted his head and knocked. "Come in." She said and he could tell she was no longer at her desk, but on the bed.
Marie looked up as Logan came in and her smile froze on her face. Knowing Logan like she did, she could tell right away something was wrong. "What's wrong?" She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed.
Logan sat next to her and took her hand in his. "I gotta leave tonight for I don't know how long." He looked her in the eye. "And I can't tell you why. All I can say is I will come back." He tucked a stray hair behind her ear with the hand not holding hers. "Nothin' could keep me from you." He stroked her cheek with his thumb as he cupped her face. "I wish like hell I could tell you, but I won't lie to you."
Marie nodded. "Just promise me that you'll be careful." She closed her eyes and leaned her face into his hand before kissing his palm.
Logan squeezed her hand. "I promise." He let go of her hand and face and reached around his neck before settling his dog tags around hers. "I promised you once that I'd come back for these, and now I'm makin' the same promise." He leaned forward and kissed her tenderly as his hands cupped her face.
When they parted they stared into each-other's eyes. "How much time do you have before you leave?" Marie hoped there was at least a little time.
Logan took her hands in his and looked at the clock. "Two hours."
Marie nodded then straddled his lap. If two hours was all she was gonna have before he left, she would make the best of it. She smiled as his arms immediately wrapped around her. "Then we'll make the best of that time." She squealed in delight as he turned them and laid her back against her pillows. She was still smiling when he claimed her lips.
Logan kissed her senseless then stared down at her with a smile of his own. "Damn straight." He kissed her forehead, her nose, then her lips. He nuzzled her nose and moved on to her jaw before kissing down her neck, paying special attention the the bite mark. He ran his tongue over it and she shivered. He moved his hand under her tank top and was glad she had already changed for bed and wasn't wearing a bra. His hands fondled her breasts, teasing the tips with his fingers.
Marie arched into his hands as he played her nipples. "Logan, you're a tease." She could feel his chuckle against her as his hand moved up. She lifted her arms so he could take off her shirt, then when the shirt was gone she ran her hands over his chest. She reached under his wife-beater and lifted it off of him throwing it on the floor with her tank top. There were many times she cursed god for giving him such a magnificent body, but now that it was available for her to touch, she couldn't help but praise him. Her hands went to the button on his jeans and then the zipper. Instead of pushing his jeans down she reached inside and ran her hand along the length of him.
Logan hung his head and groaned. Her skin was so soft, it felt like silk caressing him. He thrust into her hand growing harder. His hand made its way into her panties and thrust his fingers inside her in time with her strokes. He had to stop her or this was going to be over real quick. He got up and took off his remaining clothing while she took off her panties and pajama pants. Instead of crawling over her, he smirked at her.
"What?" Marie couldn't help but smile.
Logan reached for her then turned her and put her on her hands and knees. He ran a hand over her curls, then resting it on her swollen moist lips. He ran a finger between them and licked his lips. He leaned forward and ran his tongue along her slit, then applied pressure to her bundle of nerves. He entered her with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out at a steady pace. From her smell and writhing he could tell she was damn close. He switched it up and used his fingers to rub at her as his tongue entered her. He wanted to taste her as she came around his tongue, it didn't take long. Her arms collapsed as she came hard. When her spasming ebbed he lifted her back up and made sure her arms would hold. His hands went to her hips and he positioned himself at her entrance and eased in.
Marie's head dropped as she felt him sheath inside her. From this angle he hit some very good spots inside her and she moaned loudly. She quickly became frustrated when he stayed still. "Logan I swear to god if you don't…" He finally started a slow rhythm. "Faster." She gasped as he reached around to stroke her between her legs, her gasp quickly turned into a deep moan.
Logan used his free hand to play with her breast. He increased his pace then used the hand on her chest to pull her back against him as he thrust inside her. He leaned over her shoulder and bit lightly on the bite mark, marking her anew. She came screaming his name. He kept thrusting inside her, drawing out her orgasm. When he sensed she could take no more he growled out her name as he spilled inside her. Before he could crush her, he laid on his side and drew her back against his chest. He moved the hair off her shoulder so he could trace the bite with his fingers.
Marie grinned even though she was exhausted. She opened her eyes and turned her head. "Are you gonna bite me every-time we have sex?"
Logan chuckled. "Just makin' sure everyone knows you're mine." He kissed it, then nuzzled her neck. "Does it bother you?"
Marie smiled. "Hell no, I'll wear it with pride." She put her hand over his laying on her stomach. "I'll miss you."
Logan held her tighter. "I'll be back as soon as I can." He kissed her shoulder. "Now get some sleep."
Marie couldn't deny she wanted to sleep, hell her body was demanding it. But part of her wanted to spend every last moment with him before he left. She had a bad feeling about him leaving. "Will you stay with me until you leave?"
Logan smiled against her shoulder. "Ain't nowhere else I wanna be."
Marie let her eyes close and she drifted off to sleep.
.: The Next Day :.
Logan looked around and shook his head. This was without the dumbest plan ever conceived. He crept around in a damn air vent, trying to get information about the lay out and to figure out where they held the mutants. 'Why did I agree to this shit?' He was having a hard time smelling anything except chemicals that burned his nose and made his muscles tense in memory. He peeked through the slats of the vent at the next room he came to. "The subject seems to have some damage to his eyes that keeps his mutation always active. He seems to have lost his fight however. He is unresponsive to any stimuli." The blonde woman spoke as if she were talking about an inanimate object, not a human being.
"A blank canvas perhaps?" The man was over-weight and balding. "If we could control him he could be a very powerful weapon. Stryker was close to finding a way to permanently tame a mutant. We just need the final piece of the puzzle. He had some information on a mutant that might hold the key. A mutant girl named Rogue. He said she could absorb the life force of any human and powers of any mutant she touched. That could be extremely useful."
Logan held back the growl, just barely. 'If they ever come within five hundred feet of her I'll cut them into so many pieces even the vultures won't find them.' His fists were gripped so hard his knuckles were white and his claws were itching to impale them both. He continued listening.
"Do you know where this Rogue is?" The woman asked with obvious curiosity.
"Unfortunately no." He sighed. "She has gone off the radar, but she was last seen in Canada. Stryker also had notes about a school for mutants, perhaps if we could get some specimens there we could find another way to get that missing piece." Logan let out the breath he was holding when baldy said he didn't know where she is, but dread filled him at the thought of them raiding the school. 'Not again.'
"Where is this school?" The woman perked up at the thought of more specimens.
"His notes said in New York. However it would take time to plan. It's bound to take a while to get the kind of recon and man-power we need. Not to mention that it's full of mutants who all have dangerous powers. Who knows what kind of powers we'd be up against."
Logan listened as much as he could as they moved out of ear-shot. He felt like puking and killing at the same time. He forced air into his lungs not realizing he had quit breathing. As soon as he found out where they were holding One-Eye he could get back to his hotel and warn the professor and figure out a way to get Scott out. The plan was for him to find out where Scott was then the three of them would break him and the others out. They figured he was the best for the job as his mutation healed him if he was caught. Logan moved quietly to the next opening. The chemical smell was unbearable, but beneath it he could smell something familiar. He peeked through and there he was. He was upright restrained by his arms legs and neck. They had enough sense to keep his glasses over his eyes. He was wearing only a pair of shorts and he was black and blue all over where they tried to stimulate him. It was no secret that he and Scott never got on, but this was abhorrent to him. 'No one deserves to be treated like this.'
"Ahhh, Mr Summers. How are we feeling today?" A tall muscled man in a lab coat came in. He put on a pair of brass knuckles and punched Scott hard in the ribs. Logan heard his rib break from inside the vent, but Scott didn't even flinch. "Pity they won't just let me turn you into paste. You're useless."
As he pulled his fist back to punch Scott again, Logan burst out of the vent and used his claws to cut off the man's arm. "Who's useless now Bubb!" He slammed his fist claws and all into the man's ribs. "Don't dish it if you can't take it." He twisted his hand, the claws still inside. The man's screams were becoming too loud and drawing too much attention. He went over to Scott and cut his restraints, but Scott just fell to the floor in a tangle of limbs like a rag doll. Logan picked him up and put Scott so he was draped on his back. Obviously they had been starving him too cause he was almost as light as Marie. "Scott you gotta hold on." He was relieved when Scott joined his hands in front of Logan's throat to keep himself on Logan's back. Logan looked around and saw there was actually a window in the room. Granted it was covered and didn't open. The glass was very thick, and it would hurt like hell, but he could get through it. He smashed through it and hoped to god there weren't a lot of people outside of it. Thankfully it was nighttime so it was easier to sneak away, but there was a guard post not far away with a spotlight. He knew the alarms were going to go off at any moment. 'There it goes.' He had to get them out and fast. He ran to the fence and slice through the links and made a run for it. He couldn't afford to go back to the hotel, but he had to figure out where his car was so they could get the fuck out of dodge.
Logan set Scott into the passenger seat and drove like hell just trying to get as far away as possible. He took out his x-phone and called Storm to come get them in the next town over. And to be sure to bring Hank 'cause Scott needed medical attention. He parked where Storm told him to and waited sneaking glances at Scott who just seemed to be staring at nothing. Finally the jet arrived. He felt relieved. "I don't know what they did, but he's been a zombie the whole time, hasn't said a word." He explained to Hank. He could see from Ororo's pallid face that she was not taking his condition well though she was trying to be strong. "Let's get the hell outta here."
Ororo nodded and went back inside as Hank carried Scott inside the jet. Hank buckled Scott into a seat after putting a blanket over him. Then he sat down in a seat next to him to keep his eye on his patient.
Logan rubbed his hands over his face. He screwed up this time. He knew they would move the mutants now and it would be a long while until they were able to rescue them as well. Who knows if they would even be alive by the time they found the next location? He groaned as he slammed his head back into the padded headrest. He really fucked up. One thing's for sure, he'd gut anything and everything if they came after Marie…
