Chapter 5
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AN: So here it is. Chapter 5 is finally up. Hope everyone enjoys. Please let me know if you liked or didn't like the story by reviewing. Thanks!
X-Men are not owned by me; just borrowing the characters to write this story.
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Jean Grey opened her eyes at once as a chill raced through her mind and body. She looked around the dark room as if feeling there was someone there. As she moved slightly to gain a better look she felt someone stirring be side her.
She turned her head and smiled as she recognised Scott lying there, his head resting against her and his arms lightly wrapped around her waist. His eyes were closed and his breath was deep and even.
Good she hadn't woken him. However what had woken her? She carefully adjusted her position and closed her eyes once more.
Again the chilling feeling spread from her lower spine all the way up her back and continued throughout her mind.
Shivering she opened her eyes and sat up, being careful not to disturb him. She relaxed a bit and remembering her lessons with the Professor, she concentrated letting her mind free. Her mind swept past the children, they were deep in sleep, Storm and the Professor's chambers.
Strange, she thought. The professor's mind was shut to her, as if he had locked it with a key.
Shaking her head, she continued on to Logan's room and the cold feeling again crept up her spine and exploded within her mind. She tried to concentrate a bit more and was surprised when her mind collided with a psychic barrier that surrounded the Logan. She used what little psychic ability she had developed however she could not pass nor break down this barrier.
Slowly Jean's mind settled back. She opened her eyes and looked around the room once more.
Professor! She mind spoke.
Nothing
Professor wake up, something is wrong. Logan seems to have some kind of barrier around him.
Still nothing.
Again she spread her mind out without thinking and returned to the barrier that surrounded Logan. It had a familiar energy that she hadn't noticed before. Could it be the Professor's doing?
It would make sense. Logan had tried many other ways to regain his memory. The professor may have sensed that this may be the only way to try and help Logan.
Jean felt the barrier again. If she tried to get through or disrupt it she could be interfering and may have already interfered with his work.
Still if it wasn't Professor Xavier's doing then what could it be?
Returning, she carefully unwrapped her self from Scott's hold as to not to wake him. She dressed in her robe quickly and silently crept out of the room and into the hallway.
Xavier psyche floated within Logan's mind what seemed to be hours before he finally climbed back into consciousness. He awoke to find himself on the cold hard ground, surrounded in trees and brush. It was dark and the night was filled with stars. All was silent. He tried to stand and was surprised that he could.
So he was still in Logan's mind.or in oblivion.
He had to grab onto the tree beside him, as he seemed to lose his balance. Very carefully he closed his eyes and waited until he could regain his composure. Once again he opened them.
He looked down at his hand that still held the tree. He rubbed his fingers and was shocked to find that it felt real. He then tried his other senses. Aroma senses of pine and charcoal were evident in the air.
Strange. He thought. As an observer he should not be experiencing this. He had control and had successfully blocked his psyche from Logan's own mind.
He turned around very slowly as he observed the area around him. There were lights coming from the edge of a clearing about 100 feet from where he was. He noticed there was a house standing there. Without warning the sound of thunder stretched throughout the sky. Lifting his eyes there were no evidence of storm clouds as stars twinkled down from the heavens.
Suddenly an explosion could be heard as the sky lit up like fireworks exploding. Before Xavier could think he ran towards the house in the distance just as he heard voices coming from behind him.
The figure had bent over the sleeping figure of Wolverine as his body moved slightly and groaned in his sleep.
The slim fingers brushed and caressed Logan's cheeks as it slowly lowered until the hand came to the tags that were around his neck, Logan responding to every gentle caress the fingers made.
Slowly the hand lifted the tag until it glinted from the outside light and letters came into view. The figure brought its other slim hand and carefully it grasped the tags in a death grip. Slowly the fingers began to stroke the finely crafted metal letters lovingly.
Very slowly the figure bent ever so closely and whispered no louder then the gentle wind. "My Wolverine." A soft female voice whispered gently and lovingly with every word spoken.
She gently bent ever so closely until her lips were only a hair length away. The Wolverine let out a growling sound from deep within his throat and opened his lips ever so slightly as if knowing of her presence.
With a gentle and agonizing sigh, the figure finally bent her lips and brushed her own moist lips with those of Wolverine's. In response Logan let out an aroused growl as he instinctively lifted his head slightly until their lips were in full contact.
The dark figure let her lips remained with his for a moment then with a deep sigh, broke the contact and slowly stepped away until she was at Logan's windows and disappeared within the shadows of the night as she had never been.
"NO!!!!!!" Logan gave an agonizing scream.
To be continued.
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AN: So here it is. Chapter 5 is finally up. Hope everyone enjoys. Please let me know if you liked or didn't like the story by reviewing. Thanks!
X-Men are not owned by me; just borrowing the characters to write this story.
***************************************************************
Jean Grey opened her eyes at once as a chill raced through her mind and body. She looked around the dark room as if feeling there was someone there. As she moved slightly to gain a better look she felt someone stirring be side her.
She turned her head and smiled as she recognised Scott lying there, his head resting against her and his arms lightly wrapped around her waist. His eyes were closed and his breath was deep and even.
Good she hadn't woken him. However what had woken her? She carefully adjusted her position and closed her eyes once more.
Again the chilling feeling spread from her lower spine all the way up her back and continued throughout her mind.
Shivering she opened her eyes and sat up, being careful not to disturb him. She relaxed a bit and remembering her lessons with the Professor, she concentrated letting her mind free. Her mind swept past the children, they were deep in sleep, Storm and the Professor's chambers.
Strange, she thought. The professor's mind was shut to her, as if he had locked it with a key.
Shaking her head, she continued on to Logan's room and the cold feeling again crept up her spine and exploded within her mind. She tried to concentrate a bit more and was surprised when her mind collided with a psychic barrier that surrounded the Logan. She used what little psychic ability she had developed however she could not pass nor break down this barrier.
Slowly Jean's mind settled back. She opened her eyes and looked around the room once more.
Professor! She mind spoke.
Nothing
Professor wake up, something is wrong. Logan seems to have some kind of barrier around him.
Still nothing.
Again she spread her mind out without thinking and returned to the barrier that surrounded Logan. It had a familiar energy that she hadn't noticed before. Could it be the Professor's doing?
It would make sense. Logan had tried many other ways to regain his memory. The professor may have sensed that this may be the only way to try and help Logan.
Jean felt the barrier again. If she tried to get through or disrupt it she could be interfering and may have already interfered with his work.
Still if it wasn't Professor Xavier's doing then what could it be?
Returning, she carefully unwrapped her self from Scott's hold as to not to wake him. She dressed in her robe quickly and silently crept out of the room and into the hallway.
Xavier psyche floated within Logan's mind what seemed to be hours before he finally climbed back into consciousness. He awoke to find himself on the cold hard ground, surrounded in trees and brush. It was dark and the night was filled with stars. All was silent. He tried to stand and was surprised that he could.
So he was still in Logan's mind.or in oblivion.
He had to grab onto the tree beside him, as he seemed to lose his balance. Very carefully he closed his eyes and waited until he could regain his composure. Once again he opened them.
He looked down at his hand that still held the tree. He rubbed his fingers and was shocked to find that it felt real. He then tried his other senses. Aroma senses of pine and charcoal were evident in the air.
Strange. He thought. As an observer he should not be experiencing this. He had control and had successfully blocked his psyche from Logan's own mind.
He turned around very slowly as he observed the area around him. There were lights coming from the edge of a clearing about 100 feet from where he was. He noticed there was a house standing there. Without warning the sound of thunder stretched throughout the sky. Lifting his eyes there were no evidence of storm clouds as stars twinkled down from the heavens.
Suddenly an explosion could be heard as the sky lit up like fireworks exploding. Before Xavier could think he ran towards the house in the distance just as he heard voices coming from behind him.
The figure had bent over the sleeping figure of Wolverine as his body moved slightly and groaned in his sleep.
The slim fingers brushed and caressed Logan's cheeks as it slowly lowered until the hand came to the tags that were around his neck, Logan responding to every gentle caress the fingers made.
Slowly the hand lifted the tag until it glinted from the outside light and letters came into view. The figure brought its other slim hand and carefully it grasped the tags in a death grip. Slowly the fingers began to stroke the finely crafted metal letters lovingly.
Very slowly the figure bent ever so closely and whispered no louder then the gentle wind. "My Wolverine." A soft female voice whispered gently and lovingly with every word spoken.
She gently bent ever so closely until her lips were only a hair length away. The Wolverine let out a growling sound from deep within his throat and opened his lips ever so slightly as if knowing of her presence.
With a gentle and agonizing sigh, the figure finally bent her lips and brushed her own moist lips with those of Wolverine's. In response Logan let out an aroused growl as he instinctively lifted his head slightly until their lips were in full contact.
The dark figure let her lips remained with his for a moment then with a deep sigh, broke the contact and slowly stepped away until she was at Logan's windows and disappeared within the shadows of the night as she had never been.
"NO!!!!!!" Logan gave an agonizing scream.
To be continued.