Warning

This chapter contains a brief sex scene in it so if ya don't like it don't rea it.

Ya can skip over it 'cause I've marked the beginning and end with 's

Now that I've warned you I'll get on with the story.

Deadly Nightshade

Chapter 7 - New Problems Arise

Back at the camp the two mutants were met with a startling sight. Not too far from the path they had walked along the found everyone gathered around an unconscious Rogue.

Rushing to where Gambit was once again cradling the girl, Nightshade dropped to her knees beside Hank, who was examining the girl.

"What happened Hank?"

"I'm not completely sure Nightshade. A short while after Bobby, Logan and yourself left the campsite she emerged from her tent as though she were in a trance. When Gambit attempted to restrain her she lashed out at him."

Looking at the Acolyte she saw that he sported a split lip and black eye.

"However, once that screeching started she began to convulse. When the noise stopped she lost consciousness."

When Hank was finished Nightshade asked him the one question that had been bothering her.

"What about her powers Hank, did she use them?"

"No my dear. That's what is so strange. If her mind were being controlled surely the person doing so would make use of her abilities."

Standing up Nightshade down at Gambit and said, "Take her into your tent and stay with her until she wakes up. When she does come find me."

Nodding the Cajun thief scooped the small girl up into his arms and made his way to the tent he shared with her.

"The rest of you begin getting ready for bed, we're going to be leaving by first light. Hank, Ororo and Logan, we need to have a chat."

Moving away to a spot where none of the students would be able to hear them Nightshade began speaking in a lowered voice.

"Hank, is it possible that that tree was put there deliberately?"

"It's possible but why would someone do that?"

"You said Rogue acted as though she was in a trance," barely waiting for Hank's confirming nod she continued speaking, "which way was she headed?"

"She was following after you and Logan, Nightshade, but what does this have to do with what happened to the child?"

"Simple, I think that someone put that tree there on purpose after they had tweaked with it a little. Not so it would kill anyone but so they could get someone on the inside to spy on us and make sure that the prophecy isn't fulfilled."

"But how could they know that R-"

"They got lucky. Obviously that tree was what linked Rogue to whoever planted it and as a contingency plan should we try to destroy the tree, they made sure that which ever of us they got to would protect the tree no matter what."

"But what if it had been one of the four whom she had killed in protecting the tree?"

"Then the prophecy would remain unfulfilled and we'd all be screwed."

"You have such a way with words Nightshade, but what should we tell the students of this?"

"Nothing Hank. We will just explain it away as a side effect of the toxin and leave it at that. It's too soon for any of them to know."

Logan who had, up until that moment, been a silent observer f the conversation spoke up.

"We'll need ta keep a close eye on Stripes though."

"You're right Logan. We will need to watch her closely to make sure she is no longer under the control of whatever forces work against us. We must also inform Gambit so that he may stay close to her. It will also be necessary to inform Rogue so that she may tell us should she feel any new presence in her mind."

"You sound like some cheesy novel Hank."

Used to Nightshade's lack of tact Hank merely shrugged at her statement, taking it to mean her agreement and walked back to the campfire.

Looking over to Rogue's tent Nightshade saw Gambit poke his head out and look around for her. Hurrying towards him she followed him inside the tent.

Inside she found Rogue sitting up sipping a bottle of water. Her face looked as pale as if she had been wearing her make-up.

Crouching down in front of the girl Nightshade asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Lahke Ah was hit bah a truck."

Smiling at the girl's humour Nightshade quickly explained to the two what had the teachers and herself had discussed, finishing by telling Rogue that she would have to stick close to Gambit as an added precaution. Surprisingly the girl took the news rather well.

With a caution to tell no one else of what was really happening she left the tent. Outside she found all the students still sitting around the campfire.

"Everyone should be getting to bed within the next few minutes."

With that said she disappeared into the tent she shared with Logan.

Exiting the tent a short while later she found only Logan sitting by the fire, everyone else had already gone to bed. Standing behind him Nightshade spoke quietly.

"Logan, will you come with me to the river? I want to have a quick wash."

Knowing he should say no but finding he couldn't, Logan stood up and followed the small girl towards the river.

Sitting on a rock he turned his back to allow her some privacy to bath. The minute she began removing her clothes he knew he was in trouble. Listening he heard her remove her boots, socks, shirt and pants. As he listened his mind wandered to what she would look like underneath her clothes.

Reining in his train of thought abruptly he cursed himself for the dirty old man he was.

Sensing his internal battle, Nightshade moved to stand behind him wearing nothing save for her matching bra and panties.

"You're not a dirty old man, Logan."

Feeling her arms snake around his neck from behind Logan allowed a sardonic smile to cross his face.

"Ya sure yer not a telepath darlin'?"

Moving around to stand in front of him Nightshade pressed in close, mainly to feel his body against hers but also because it was damn cold standing in nothing but her underwear.

Leaning forward she pressed a kiss to Logan's lips.

Pulling back from her inviting mouth with a groan Logan looked into her glittering eyes.

"We can't do this darlin'."

"Yes we can, you just have to let it happen."

Sensing his failing willpower, Nightshade leaned in and took passionate possession of his mouth again.

Groaning against her mouth Logan returned the kiss with equal fervour as his hands caressed her smooth skin. Pulling her down so that she straddled his lap he found the hook of her bra and with a flick of his wrist released it.

Soon the bra was gone her breasts spilling into Logan's caressing hands. Pulling away from her mouth, he began kissing his way down her neck until he reach one rosy nipple. Leaning in he took the nipple into his mouth, alternately nipping and licking it.

Burying her fingers in his thick black hair Nightshade arched her back, pressing her breast further into his mouth.

Pulling away Logan repeated the torment with her other breast until Nightshade, panting for breath, pushed away from him.

Standing back she reached for the hem of his dark shirt and pulled it off to reveal the sculpted muscles of his chest.

Grinning mischievously she leaned forward and began to torment his nipples much as he had done hers.

After a few minutes of this Logan surged to his feet and began unbuckling his belt. Quickly Nightshade reached in and finished the job before going onto his jeans. Pushing them down her grin grew wider.

"No underwear, huh?"

"Got a problem with it darlin'?"

Looking up at Logan's growl she shook her head and said, "Less clothes to take off."

While Logan slipped off his jeans, Nightshade slipped out of her panties and threw them with the rest of her clothes before moving to straddle Logan's lap again.

Fisting a hand in the girl's hair, Logan pulled her to him for a savage kiss. At the same time his fingers had found their way to moist centre of her.

Feeling her slippery wetness he grew harder than he had ever thought possible.

Dragging her mouth away from Logan's Nightshade lifted up slightly and reached a hand down to grasp his hardened penis.

Shifting she brought the tip to her soaking channel. Moving her hand she wrapped her arms around his neck as he held onto her waist before plunge down.

Logan released a low growl while Nightshade moaned.

Keeping their gazes locked she began to move, slowly at first but gaining speed as the settled into an intense rhythm.

Her release was approaching her fast until finally-

Bolting up in her sleeping bag with a gasp Nightshade looked around the small tent. Her gaze landed on Logan's sleeping figure. Shocked that she hadn't woken him up she ran a hand through her tousled hair,

Shit. I sould have just paired myself up with Rogue, prophecy be damned.

Looking back at Logan Nightshade laughed at herself.

Like that would have stopped the dreams. The only way these are going to stop is if I have sex with him or suddenly dropped dead. Since neither is likely I'm screwed, figuratively speaking unfortunately.

Getting out of her sleeping bag, Nightshade crawled as quietly as a thief towards the tent flap. She was almost outside when a large hand clamped onto her ankle.

"Rule number 1, never go anywhere without yer buddy."

"I was only going outside for some fresh air Logan."

"I know ya don't like the cold Nightshade so why would ya wanna go out there wearin' nothin' but a tank top and shorts?"

"I had a bad dream."

As she watched the older mutant Nightshade saw his nostrils flare ever so slightly and cursed his sense of smell.

"I can smell ya Nightshade. So, what's got ya so turned on huh?"

"A gentleman would never ask a lady that."

"Well then it's a good thing we're the only ones in here, ain't it?"

Deciding to try a change of tactics Nightshade looked at Logan with a coy smile on her face.

"Why don't we go somewhere more secluded and I'll show you what's got me like this?"

Watching her Logan growled low in his throat and said, "Yer too young Nightshade."

"Logan, ten years ago, I looked exactly the same as I do now. That puts me at at least twenty-eight. But if you want my real age then add ninety-one to that."

For a moment Logan couldn't think of anything to say.

When he could speak he growled out, "How do ya know I'll believe and what are ya tryin' ta accomplish by tellin' it ta me?"

"In answer to your first question, you can smell a lie. As for the second, that's open to interpretation. Of course if I had my way we'd go somewhere private and you'd be giving me multiple orgasms."

Releasing another low warning growl Logan replied, "Don't even start Nightshade. Ya know we can't."

"Why not Logan? I'm legal, by at least a hundred years."

"Because ta the outside world, ya look like an eighteen year old kid, if that, and I look like a thirty year old man."

"It never bothered you before Logan."

As if realizing what she had given away in her anger Nightshade clapped a small hand over her mouth and looked at Logan through wide eyes.

"What do ya mean by that Nightshade?"

"Nothing. My mind wander and I thought you were someone else. It was a slip of the tongue."

Even to her own ears the excuse sounded lame and completely false.

"Nu-uh. I don't believe ya. What did ya mean?"

"I can't tell you Logan. I promised Charlie I wouldn't say anything."

With that semi-firm declaration Nightshade crawled into her sleeping bag and, turning her back to Logan, closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

To Logan the message was clear; discussion over 'cause I'm not going to tell you anything.

Growling again Logan lay back down and attempted to go back to sleep.

Surprisingly he did.

A/N: Yippee! Another chappie finished. Though I'm not sure about the writing for Nightshade's dream

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