Chapter Eight
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AN: Hi everyone! Here is the next instalment to the story. Hope you enjoy this story as much as I have been in writing it. So please read and review and let me know your thoughts!
I do not own x-men; I am only borrowing the characters to create this story. However the character Roe is a character that I created.
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Logan remained in the med lab for the rest of the night as Jean Grey came and went, checking the instruments that were still attached to him. However Logan was unaware of any of this. His face took on an angelic look as he laid there in slumber, his body relaxed and comfortable.
After the Professor had come out, he had instructed Dr. Grey to give Logan something to help him sleep. Jean had given him an inquiring look but Xavier had said nothing except for her to continue with her monitoring and scanning.
Looking down at the sleeping wolverine, Jean was glad that the professor had instructed her with giving him a shot. If it weren't for that shot it would have been nearly impossible to complete her scans. Knowing Logan as she did, he would have complained the entire time, having a menacing look upon his face.
Jean took one last look at the monitor, sighed and returned to her desk to look at her computer readings. She had done the scans of Logan's brain, which in itself had been tricky considering the amount of adjustments that had been needed for the scanner to scan past the anamantium skull of his.
Groaning tiredly, Jean Grey rubbed her eyes in defeat. She was just too damned tired!
After her attempts to see what had happened to Logan she had went to the Professor's room and found him in a catatonic state that which was normal when one removed ones' psyche from one's body.
Quickly she had ran down the hall to Logan's room meeting up with Marie who had heard some screams coming from his room. Together they had entered and found Logan in the room alone. They had heard a voice groaning in pain and had seen Logan's figure thrashing in his bed, his face flushed, as his body was soaked in beads of sweat that dropped like rain, making the bed feel damp beneath one's touch.
They both had called out his name to wake him but suddenly he stopped thrashing and his body seemed to relax into a deep sleep. Jean had tried to do another scan of his mind but the barrier seemed to be still up. With a quick word to Marie they both had left the room to wake the others to transfer Logan into the medic lab. Sometime later the Professor had awakened and had talked to her about the barrier.
That had been hours ago. Now, here she was, still awake. Marie had wanted stay by Logan but the Professor had sent her to bed along with the others.
That Rogue! Jean thought as she smiled slightly at the figure resting.
She had always known that Rogue had a crush on him for what seemed to be for the longest time, even before the time she had taken his thoughts and emotions and became part of her own. Well, who wouldn't have been attractive to all that maleness that lay on the bed? If she hadn't met Scott, she would have fallen for Wolverine's rustic charms herself a long time ago.
"Roe." A voice whispered through the silent room.
Startled, Jean looked up from her computer in the direction of where the sound came from. She immediately saw Wolverine shift slightly in his sleep. Curious she got up from her desk and approached him.
"Why Roe?" Logan whispered, his eyes remaining closed, but Jean could see a single tear fall from down his face as she came for a closer inspection.
Who was this Roe that Logan said with such sadness and pain? Someone he used to know, perhaps lost? Jean's heart went out to him. How could someone have lived for so long with no memories? And even if there were some way for him to regain what he had lost, would it do more bad then good? Would the memories of his past be too painful for him to bear?
Jean's own eyes watered up as fresh tears fell down her face. Dropping a single kiss to his forehead, she turned around and went back to her desk. With a new determination and awareness, she looked again at her work. However, her mind kept one single thought as she continued her evaluations. Will it be worth it?
Logan woke sometime near midday. Groggily, he shifted tiredly in bed and his hand came to his face as he tried to open his eyes. Very slowly he lifted his eyes, blinking once or twice he let his eyes slowly adjust until he could see almost properly.
Grunting slightly, he slowly raised himself up to a seating position to get a closer inspection at his surroundings. He remembered he was still in the med-lab and he knew what had happened from the events last night. He looked around and noticed that he was alone and he was glad of it. He grabbed the wires running from his arm to the machines he was hooked up to and ripped them out. Immediately the machines flat lined giving off a piercing cry. Being sensitive as he was to sound he covered his ears in agony. He drew out his anamantium claw without even a single thought and with what sounded like a howl, destroyed the machine that was creating the agonizing sound.
When sound finally died and the room was plunged into silence, he could hear footsteps running towards the room. Relying on his instincts he waited. The doors slid open and in ran two familiar figures and odours came to his senses and he relaxed slightly.
Scott and Orroro immediately stopped in their tracks at the sight of the damage done in the medic lab. Orroro looked in horror at what happened and immediately went to Logan's side with a faint worry etched on her face.
"Are you alright Logan?" she asked. "What happened?"
Logan grunted in his usual sardonic tone and replied, "Nothin'."
Scott smiled slightly from where he was and couldn't help but say, "Well then old man, it looks like you don't need us "youngsters" to save you then. With all the noise we thought you would need us to pull your butt out."
With that he got the desired effect. Logan got up from his bed, wearing only his black boxers and growled menacingly at him. "The day I need help from you One-Eye is the day hell freezes over. And that isn't likely to happen." He said as he moved passed Orroro and came face to face with his tormentor.
"Brr.is it getting cold in here or is just me?" Scott smirked arrogantly at the older man.
Wolverine didn't say a word as his eyes glared what seemed like a deep crimson red at the other man. Without a word he let out his claw. Orroro gasped slightly in shock and was about to take a step towards them as Wolverine raised his hand with the drawn claws, when seeing a slight glint in his eyes she stopped.
Scott didn't move and remained as he was with the smirk on his face. Logan's face twitched and he turned his palm towards him and put his hand into a fist. Very quickly the two claws on either slide slid back and left one showing. At that, Scott feigned anger and was about to say something back. Logan mumbled something incoherently and stepped past Scott and left the lab.
When the two figures were alone, Orroro asked Scott, "Why did you bate him like that?"
Scott only smiled at the retreating figure of Logan and replied. "He needed it." was all he said.
Orroro only shook her head in despair and confusion and went after Logan.
Scott sighed. Logan is going to need all the help he can get. Even from me. He thought.
With one last look at the damage all over the floor, "Before he ends up like this." he whispered, as he saw the components spread across the floor.
Frowning slightly he went after the others.
Someone was going to have to clean up this mess. And it wasn't going to be him. Maybe he could get one of the students to do it? He thought as he left the room.
To be continued.
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AN: Hi everyone! Here is the next instalment to the story. Hope you enjoy this story as much as I have been in writing it. So please read and review and let me know your thoughts!
I do not own x-men; I am only borrowing the characters to create this story. However the character Roe is a character that I created.
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Logan remained in the med lab for the rest of the night as Jean Grey came and went, checking the instruments that were still attached to him. However Logan was unaware of any of this. His face took on an angelic look as he laid there in slumber, his body relaxed and comfortable.
After the Professor had come out, he had instructed Dr. Grey to give Logan something to help him sleep. Jean had given him an inquiring look but Xavier had said nothing except for her to continue with her monitoring and scanning.
Looking down at the sleeping wolverine, Jean was glad that the professor had instructed her with giving him a shot. If it weren't for that shot it would have been nearly impossible to complete her scans. Knowing Logan as she did, he would have complained the entire time, having a menacing look upon his face.
Jean took one last look at the monitor, sighed and returned to her desk to look at her computer readings. She had done the scans of Logan's brain, which in itself had been tricky considering the amount of adjustments that had been needed for the scanner to scan past the anamantium skull of his.
Groaning tiredly, Jean Grey rubbed her eyes in defeat. She was just too damned tired!
After her attempts to see what had happened to Logan she had went to the Professor's room and found him in a catatonic state that which was normal when one removed ones' psyche from one's body.
Quickly she had ran down the hall to Logan's room meeting up with Marie who had heard some screams coming from his room. Together they had entered and found Logan in the room alone. They had heard a voice groaning in pain and had seen Logan's figure thrashing in his bed, his face flushed, as his body was soaked in beads of sweat that dropped like rain, making the bed feel damp beneath one's touch.
They both had called out his name to wake him but suddenly he stopped thrashing and his body seemed to relax into a deep sleep. Jean had tried to do another scan of his mind but the barrier seemed to be still up. With a quick word to Marie they both had left the room to wake the others to transfer Logan into the medic lab. Sometime later the Professor had awakened and had talked to her about the barrier.
That had been hours ago. Now, here she was, still awake. Marie had wanted stay by Logan but the Professor had sent her to bed along with the others.
That Rogue! Jean thought as she smiled slightly at the figure resting.
She had always known that Rogue had a crush on him for what seemed to be for the longest time, even before the time she had taken his thoughts and emotions and became part of her own. Well, who wouldn't have been attractive to all that maleness that lay on the bed? If she hadn't met Scott, she would have fallen for Wolverine's rustic charms herself a long time ago.
"Roe." A voice whispered through the silent room.
Startled, Jean looked up from her computer in the direction of where the sound came from. She immediately saw Wolverine shift slightly in his sleep. Curious she got up from her desk and approached him.
"Why Roe?" Logan whispered, his eyes remaining closed, but Jean could see a single tear fall from down his face as she came for a closer inspection.
Who was this Roe that Logan said with such sadness and pain? Someone he used to know, perhaps lost? Jean's heart went out to him. How could someone have lived for so long with no memories? And even if there were some way for him to regain what he had lost, would it do more bad then good? Would the memories of his past be too painful for him to bear?
Jean's own eyes watered up as fresh tears fell down her face. Dropping a single kiss to his forehead, she turned around and went back to her desk. With a new determination and awareness, she looked again at her work. However, her mind kept one single thought as she continued her evaluations. Will it be worth it?
Logan woke sometime near midday. Groggily, he shifted tiredly in bed and his hand came to his face as he tried to open his eyes. Very slowly he lifted his eyes, blinking once or twice he let his eyes slowly adjust until he could see almost properly.
Grunting slightly, he slowly raised himself up to a seating position to get a closer inspection at his surroundings. He remembered he was still in the med-lab and he knew what had happened from the events last night. He looked around and noticed that he was alone and he was glad of it. He grabbed the wires running from his arm to the machines he was hooked up to and ripped them out. Immediately the machines flat lined giving off a piercing cry. Being sensitive as he was to sound he covered his ears in agony. He drew out his anamantium claw without even a single thought and with what sounded like a howl, destroyed the machine that was creating the agonizing sound.
When sound finally died and the room was plunged into silence, he could hear footsteps running towards the room. Relying on his instincts he waited. The doors slid open and in ran two familiar figures and odours came to his senses and he relaxed slightly.
Scott and Orroro immediately stopped in their tracks at the sight of the damage done in the medic lab. Orroro looked in horror at what happened and immediately went to Logan's side with a faint worry etched on her face.
"Are you alright Logan?" she asked. "What happened?"
Logan grunted in his usual sardonic tone and replied, "Nothin'."
Scott smiled slightly from where he was and couldn't help but say, "Well then old man, it looks like you don't need us "youngsters" to save you then. With all the noise we thought you would need us to pull your butt out."
With that he got the desired effect. Logan got up from his bed, wearing only his black boxers and growled menacingly at him. "The day I need help from you One-Eye is the day hell freezes over. And that isn't likely to happen." He said as he moved passed Orroro and came face to face with his tormentor.
"Brr.is it getting cold in here or is just me?" Scott smirked arrogantly at the older man.
Wolverine didn't say a word as his eyes glared what seemed like a deep crimson red at the other man. Without a word he let out his claw. Orroro gasped slightly in shock and was about to take a step towards them as Wolverine raised his hand with the drawn claws, when seeing a slight glint in his eyes she stopped.
Scott didn't move and remained as he was with the smirk on his face. Logan's face twitched and he turned his palm towards him and put his hand into a fist. Very quickly the two claws on either slide slid back and left one showing. At that, Scott feigned anger and was about to say something back. Logan mumbled something incoherently and stepped past Scott and left the lab.
When the two figures were alone, Orroro asked Scott, "Why did you bate him like that?"
Scott only smiled at the retreating figure of Logan and replied. "He needed it." was all he said.
Orroro only shook her head in despair and confusion and went after Logan.
Scott sighed. Logan is going to need all the help he can get. Even from me. He thought.
With one last look at the damage all over the floor, "Before he ends up like this." he whispered, as he saw the components spread across the floor.
Frowning slightly he went after the others.
Someone was going to have to clean up this mess. And it wasn't going to be him. Maybe he could get one of the students to do it? He thought as he left the room.
To be continued.