Title: Lynx
Author: Lady Bethia
Series: Lynx
E-Mail: lady_bethia@yahoo.com
Pairings: None
Rating: PG
Warnings:
Disclaimers: The X-Men are not mine. I am making no profit from this
story. Lynx and Megan are mine.
Summary: Remy and Logan share a tender moment with Megan.
Chapter 10
Once Rogue and the girls left, Remy sat down on Jubilee's bed and looked down at Megan in wonder. The small little bundle of a baby was awake and staring up at him with vivid blue eyes.
Remy instinctively brought his face closer to Megan's as he took a deep breath.
"Deui, petite you better control dat charm of yours before you get grown or de X-Men in a world of trouble with you." He said to the little one.
Remy's spatial awareness kicked in and he automatically reached out with his empathy to find out who it was in order to protect the baby and himself if need be. Quickly, he recognized who it was but he was still not sure if he was to be considered friend or foe yet.
"Logan Remy know you out dere. What you want, homme?" Remy asked softly with only a hint of concern coloring his voice.
"Is she in there?" Logan softly asked.
"Only petite, Megan and Remy here now. Femmes went to take a shower." He answered cautiously.
Logan reached for the door and opened it. As he looked in, he noted where his "new born" was. Hunkering down Logan slowly entered the room leaving the door open. After going only to the half way point between the door and the bed that Remy was on, Logan stopped and crouched down. He tilted his head to the side and began to take a deep breath wither to calm himself or scent the baby Remy was unsure.
A few minutes later he spoke, "The kid doesn't have your charm powers Gumbo, and all babies smell like that. It's to try to keep us from killing them before their old enough to take care of them selves.
Startled, Remy just stared at the feral man in front of him. Logan's senses were a great deal sharper than Remy had first thought as well as his knowledge. Realizing that Logan meant no harm, he slowly got up and walked over to him. "Mon ami, you want to hold her?" He whispered.
The look in the feral man's eyes was one of desperate hope the like that Remy had never seen. Remy gently handed the precious bundle over to Logan.
Logan looked at the tiny creature in his hands hardly believing it was his. He backed up until his back hit the wall and then he slid down it until he was sitting on the floor. Logan held the baby - 'his cub' thought Wolverine and began to inspect it with all his senses.
Megan smelled like all of the people who had touched her recently and this made the Wolverine mad. But Logan was happy about it because it meant this pack had accepted the baby. If the pack fully accepted the cub as his then he must take care of it and protect it. But first he must mark her properly.
Opening the blankets that were wound around Megan, Logan began to visually inspect her. She was beautiful. She had all her fingers and toes but what surprised him the most was he almost thought she was trying to track him with her eyes.
Logan bent his face down toward her body and breathed in her scent.
Remy froze. The look on Logan's face was either pure pleasure or hunger and it frightened him. But before he could decide which it was he reached out with his empathy to feel Logan. What he felt over whelmed him completely. If he had not backed up and sat down on the bed he would have fallen over. Now, Remy knew that Logan would never hurt Megan ever.
Logan and Wolverine were completely wrapped up in baby Megan. They did not even notice Remy's fear or his sharp in take of breath as he scanned them. Their whole world revolved around this tiny girl child in their arms.
Much to Logan's surprise, Megan reached out and grabbed a double handful of his mutt-n-chops side burns and would not let go.
"Strong grip ya got there darlin'." He quietly rumbled at the baby who promptly cooed in response.
The smile lit Logan's face completely dazzled Remy. Remy thought to himself, 'Logan may try to hide all his feelings except for de anger and annoyance but now Remy knows de depth of you're emotions and dat makes you so much more dan anyone really ever would have guessed.'
Remy smiled back at the two and wondered how Rowan and his relationship with Creed was going to affect their future relationships with each other.
The fetal pheromones did their special magic on the two overly testosteroned males. They both quieted down and mellowed out almost exactly as if they had been drugged. Both men became lost in a drowsy haze of contentment when all of a sudden Logan's head shot up. He quickly and gracefully got to his feet without waking the baby.
Remy stared at Logan in surprise and asked, "What wrong, mon ami?"
Logan walked over to the bed and handed the baby back to Remy. The look on his face was pure pain.
"Mon ami?" Remy asked as he took Megan with one hand and touched Logan with the other.
"I aint ready to deal with her yet," was all the explanation he gave as he left the room before the girls got there.
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'What am I going to do about them? My enemies would have a field day with the knowledge that I had a kid and worse what will happen when Creed finds out? I can't let them be hurt. I must protect them.' Logan thought.
Logan slowly gave way to Wolverine and he was in full protect the pack and territory mode. He went to his room and put on his fighting togs and began to check the security systems. After that, he patrolled the mansion and the grounds. He woke Bishop up to fix several security cameras that were not working up to par at a quarter of two in the morning.
By the time dawn rolled around, Wolverine was in full control and Logan was feral.
Before Wolverine went to bed, he snuck into the girls' room. He walked up to the cradle and kissed Megan on the forehead without waking her up. He then went over to Rowan. She was on her back and awake staring at him. He bent down and began to take in Rowan's scent. She was clean and smelled right. He looked into her scared eyes, grunted and reached out and patted her on the head in acceptance.
"Wolverine will Logan accept me?" She asked quietly so only he could hear.
Wolverine looked annoyed as he grunted and shrugged his shoulders. Then he smiled and left as silently as he had come in.
Chapter 10
Once Rogue and the girls left, Remy sat down on Jubilee's bed and looked down at Megan in wonder. The small little bundle of a baby was awake and staring up at him with vivid blue eyes.
Remy instinctively brought his face closer to Megan's as he took a deep breath.
"Deui, petite you better control dat charm of yours before you get grown or de X-Men in a world of trouble with you." He said to the little one.
Remy's spatial awareness kicked in and he automatically reached out with his empathy to find out who it was in order to protect the baby and himself if need be. Quickly, he recognized who it was but he was still not sure if he was to be considered friend or foe yet.
"Logan Remy know you out dere. What you want, homme?" Remy asked softly with only a hint of concern coloring his voice.
"Is she in there?" Logan softly asked.
"Only petite, Megan and Remy here now. Femmes went to take a shower." He answered cautiously.
Logan reached for the door and opened it. As he looked in, he noted where his "new born" was. Hunkering down Logan slowly entered the room leaving the door open. After going only to the half way point between the door and the bed that Remy was on, Logan stopped and crouched down. He tilted his head to the side and began to take a deep breath wither to calm himself or scent the baby Remy was unsure.
A few minutes later he spoke, "The kid doesn't have your charm powers Gumbo, and all babies smell like that. It's to try to keep us from killing them before their old enough to take care of them selves.
Startled, Remy just stared at the feral man in front of him. Logan's senses were a great deal sharper than Remy had first thought as well as his knowledge. Realizing that Logan meant no harm, he slowly got up and walked over to him. "Mon ami, you want to hold her?" He whispered.
The look in the feral man's eyes was one of desperate hope the like that Remy had never seen. Remy gently handed the precious bundle over to Logan.
Logan looked at the tiny creature in his hands hardly believing it was his. He backed up until his back hit the wall and then he slid down it until he was sitting on the floor. Logan held the baby - 'his cub' thought Wolverine and began to inspect it with all his senses.
Megan smelled like all of the people who had touched her recently and this made the Wolverine mad. But Logan was happy about it because it meant this pack had accepted the baby. If the pack fully accepted the cub as his then he must take care of it and protect it. But first he must mark her properly.
Opening the blankets that were wound around Megan, Logan began to visually inspect her. She was beautiful. She had all her fingers and toes but what surprised him the most was he almost thought she was trying to track him with her eyes.
Logan bent his face down toward her body and breathed in her scent.
Remy froze. The look on Logan's face was either pure pleasure or hunger and it frightened him. But before he could decide which it was he reached out with his empathy to feel Logan. What he felt over whelmed him completely. If he had not backed up and sat down on the bed he would have fallen over. Now, Remy knew that Logan would never hurt Megan ever.
Logan and Wolverine were completely wrapped up in baby Megan. They did not even notice Remy's fear or his sharp in take of breath as he scanned them. Their whole world revolved around this tiny girl child in their arms.
Much to Logan's surprise, Megan reached out and grabbed a double handful of his mutt-n-chops side burns and would not let go.
"Strong grip ya got there darlin'." He quietly rumbled at the baby who promptly cooed in response.
The smile lit Logan's face completely dazzled Remy. Remy thought to himself, 'Logan may try to hide all his feelings except for de anger and annoyance but now Remy knows de depth of you're emotions and dat makes you so much more dan anyone really ever would have guessed.'
Remy smiled back at the two and wondered how Rowan and his relationship with Creed was going to affect their future relationships with each other.
The fetal pheromones did their special magic on the two overly testosteroned males. They both quieted down and mellowed out almost exactly as if they had been drugged. Both men became lost in a drowsy haze of contentment when all of a sudden Logan's head shot up. He quickly and gracefully got to his feet without waking the baby.
Remy stared at Logan in surprise and asked, "What wrong, mon ami?"
Logan walked over to the bed and handed the baby back to Remy. The look on his face was pure pain.
"Mon ami?" Remy asked as he took Megan with one hand and touched Logan with the other.
"I aint ready to deal with her yet," was all the explanation he gave as he left the room before the girls got there.
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'What am I going to do about them? My enemies would have a field day with the knowledge that I had a kid and worse what will happen when Creed finds out? I can't let them be hurt. I must protect them.' Logan thought.
Logan slowly gave way to Wolverine and he was in full protect the pack and territory mode. He went to his room and put on his fighting togs and began to check the security systems. After that, he patrolled the mansion and the grounds. He woke Bishop up to fix several security cameras that were not working up to par at a quarter of two in the morning.
By the time dawn rolled around, Wolverine was in full control and Logan was feral.
Before Wolverine went to bed, he snuck into the girls' room. He walked up to the cradle and kissed Megan on the forehead without waking her up. He then went over to Rowan. She was on her back and awake staring at him. He bent down and began to take in Rowan's scent. She was clean and smelled right. He looked into her scared eyes, grunted and reached out and patted her on the head in acceptance.
"Wolverine will Logan accept me?" She asked quietly so only he could hear.
Wolverine looked annoyed as he grunted and shrugged his shoulders. Then he smiled and left as silently as he had come in.