A/N—Finally! Thank you for taking the time to read this! This was 23 pages in Microsoft word, so sorry for it being so long. A little bit of filler, but there's some plot to it too. As always, review, follow, the works. Also, I apologize for it taking so long.

Logan had fallen into a routine a few days later. He woke up, taught for the whole day, helped in the Danger Room when any of his students or the other X-Men would ask him. He was still trying to get to know Eva, but it was hard.

They had known each other for fifteen years, so they didn't talk about little things about themselves. She knew everything about him, and he was supposed to know everything about her. Hell, they were married. He tried to spend as much time with her as possible, trying to learn everything about her he could. All he knew was the attraction he had for her, and how his longing for Jean faded into the background. He forgot about it. Was this what it was like when he met her? That he forgot about Jean almost instantly the moment Eva walked through the doors of the mansion?

He learned that Eva hated Jean. Whenever Logan would mention something Jean said, Eva would make a face, like she was thinking about killing her. Logan learned to steer away from any subject that involved Jean. Something had to have happened between them.

"You sure you're fine with this?" Eva asked, breaking Logan out of his trance. He looked towards her.

She was suiting up, a worried look on her face as she watched Logan. They were sitting in the docking bay, waiting for everyone else that was going to pick up the new mutant. Logan was sitting on one of the benches, watching Eva as she got ready. She pulled the top part of her suit on, shrugging into it and adjusting it slightly.

"It's not like you can back out now." He told her. She frowned. "I promise, I'm fine. I'll work in the garage tonight."

"You mean your cave?" She teased, zipping her suit and walking over to him and sitting on his lap. She gave him a quick kiss and looked at him. "I promised you I would never read your mind, but I'm really tempted now. Something's just seemed wrong the past several days. Are you sure you're alright?" She asked him, bringing her hand up to his face.

Logan nodded and gave her a kiss, hoping that would distract her enough to get off the topic.

She pushed him away gently, giving him a look.

"You know, you can't kiss your way out of everything." She told him.

"I've done a lot more than kiss to get out of things." He responded.

"Don't I know it." She smiled seductively, kissing him deeply. Logan growled slightly when she pulled away and stood up. He had to keep reminding himself not to go too far with her again. He knew if they did, he wouldn't be able to stop. She had pulled her hair back into a French braid, accentuating her cheekbones. She looked stunning. Then again, that's what Logan thought every time he looked at her.

"Stay safe." Logan said automatically. He really did mean it. What he felt for Eva had grown every day they spent together. Flashes of his memory had come back the more time they spent together; Eva in a white dress, them on a beach somewhere, watching Eva train students, them in bed together…Logan pushed that thought away and took a deep breath to calm himself. He turned his attention back to Eva.

"I promise. Don't do anything too fun while I'm gone." She joked as Scott and Storm came into the room, already suited up. Rogue followed close behind, smiling at Logan as she made her way into the jet after Storm. Eva followed Storm while Scott went to one of the control panels to open the docking bay doors and prep the jet for departure. Logan stood and went over to him, standing by his shoulder.

"If anything happens to Eva on your watch, I will kill you." Logan threatened.

"Not the first time you've said that. Also, I'd like to see you try." Scott responded, turning to look at him with his brow furrowed. Before Logan could go any further, they heard a knock on the window of the cockpit. Looking up, Logan saw Storm motioning for Scott to board. Logan and Scott shared one last glare before Scott entered the last command in the control panel and climbed aboard. Logan stood for a while after the jet had left before going down to the garage to work on his motorcycles. He turned on the radio and cranked up the volume to drown everything out, including his thoughts.

A few hours later, he heard a commotion outside of the garage door. Wiping his hands on an oil cloth to go see what was going on, Rogue burst into the room with a terrified look on her face.

"Mutant…stronger than we thought. Eva…" She gasped, trying to catch her breath. Logan's eyes darted to her glove-covered hands. They were soaked with blood.

Logan pushed past her, running at full speed down to the medical bay. He crashed through the door, breaking it off of its hinges as he scanned the room wildly. His eyes landed on Scott last. Rage clouded his vision, his claws coming out as he rushed at Scott, pinning him to the wall with his claws at Scott's throat.

"I'll kill you!" Logan roared, pressing his claws harder into Scott's throat.

"Logan." He heard a voice in his mind say, trying to calm him down.

"Get out of my head." He growled at the Professor, whipping his head around and glaring at him.

"James. Don't." He heard a weak voice say. His head whipped around again to the operating table. His eyes widened as he saw Eva clutching her side as Jean and Beast tried to figure out what exactly was wrong. He let go of Scott and sheathed his claws as he rushed over to Eva and grabbed one of her hands.

"What happened?" He demanded, looking over her.

"The girl got scared, she threw me against a statue, and it broke some bones—" She started, then cried out in pain. "Hank, it's going into my lung!" She yelled.

"I'm doing the best I can! Your healing abilities aren't really helping right now!" He yelled back. "Jean, get the high-grade morphine." Jean rushed over to the medicine cabinet and pulled out a syringe. "Logan, hold her down."

"No no no, no needles." Eva protested, beginning to roll to get off the table. Logan grabbed a hold of her shoulders to keep her from moving. Logan watched helplessly as they all moved around her, trying to set her up for a quick surgery. All he could do was try to calm Eva down, stroking her hair and whispering words of somewhat-encouragement until Eva yelled at him to be quiet.

"Scott, hold her legs." Beast ordered. When Scott got close, Eva put a well-placed kick in his gut and Logan grinned despite everything that was happening. He groaned and held her left leg down. Her other leg wasn't moving.

"Charles, if you could calm her down, that would be wonderful." Beast said, gritting his teeth. "We need to set the bones properly before they heal incorrectly."

"Stay out of my head." Eva growled, turning her head to glare at the Professor. While Eva was distracted putting up a block to keep the Professor out of her head, Jean grabbed her arm and injected the morphine into her vein. Eva groaned and let out a string of curse words directed at everyone in the room.

"Set up a drip and sedate her." Beast ordered as Storm and Rogue entered the room.

"Rogue, hold her arm down. Jean needs to get an IV in. And keep it held down. Storm, go make sure the girl is alright." Professor X told them. Storm nodded and left the room while Rogue moved to Eva's left arm to hold it down.

"The girl that did this is here?" Logan demanded.

"She's just a little kid, Logan." Rogue told him.

"She did this!" He yelled.

"She was scared; she didn't mean to do this." Eva managed out. Her breathing was beginning to get more labored. Logan turned his attention back to her as she struggled to get a good breath. "It's in my lung, Hank." She told Beast.

"I'm working as fast as I can. If you stopped resisting this would be a lot easier." He growled at her.

"You try being awake when people are about to operate on you!" She yelled back. Suddenly her body went slack and her eyes glazed over. Logan looked to Professor X, who had two fingers on his temple and a concentrated look on her face. He was in her head.

Rogue held Eva's arm down as Jean put the IV in and injected something into it. The sedative. Eva's eyes closed and Professor X removed his fingers from his temple.

"Everyone out. We've got it from here." Beast said.

"The bone healed improperly in her leg." Jean murmured.

"We'll have to re-break it." Beast replied. Logan stared down into Eva's face, refusing to move. He wanted to make sure she was going to be okay.

"Logan, come on. We need to go." Rogue told him, putting a hand on his arm.

"I'm not leaving." He growled.

"You can't help any more. They'll have her fixed in no time."

Logan stared down at Eva one more time before striding from the room. He gave Scott a glare as he passed. At least the bastard had the decency to look guilty. He went back the garage, pacing around like a caged animal. He wanted to be in the room with Eva, to know they were fixing her. And what was that about her having a healing ability? Was it like his? Was she as old as he was?

He spun around when he heard the door open. Professor X levitated his chair down the stairs and wheeled over to Logan. "Eva will be fine, I assure you. She's in good hands."

"What are Eva's powers?" Logan demanded.

"She's a telepath, like I am. A very powerful one at that. More powerful than Jean. It's the reason I asked her to come. She was becoming so powerful as time went on that she was becoming a danger to herself. She can do everything that I can do. She has the same healing abilities as you. Though she does have one unique ability that I do not have."

Logan stared, waiting for him to continue. Professor X sighed before continuing.

"She can manipulate a person's body physically. Make the body attack itself. Break bones, make their heart stop, destroy their brain, make them experience excruciating pain as their own cells attack their body. She's ashamed of her power. That the first to manifest. In Mexico, soldiers came for her parents, thinking they were rebels during the Revolution. When her parents refused to cooperate, they were killed. They dragged the rest of the family out of the house and shot every member of her family until they finally got to her. They tried to take her back to their camp, but Eva killed both of them. After that, Eva has never used her power unless her own life was in danger. She found out about her telepathy and her healing abilities not long after. She can also make a person think their experiencing excruciating pain, though they're not harmed physically. I asked her to try it on me once, but she refused." Professor X explained.

"Do I know this?" Logan asked, referring to his new self.

Professor X nodded. "It's one of the reasons she refused you for so long. She was afraid of losing control and hurting you. Only when she knew she had a full handle on her abilities did she agree."

"Was I really that adamant about dating her?"

"You were, Logan. Everyone thought you fell in love the moment you laid eyes on her the day she came to the mansion. You vowed you would do anything to 'make her yours' as you put it."

"Just doesn't seem like me." Logan admitted.

"Love does some strange things to people." Professor X told him. "Have any of your memories come back?"

"Some. Most of them are just flashes of things."

"Anything with Eva?"

"Some of them."

"And how do you feel when you remember those memories?"

"I really don't want you to play shrink right now, Professor." Logan told him, picking up a wrench and going over to one of his bikes to work. Professor X got the message and left the garage.

Logan flinched slightly whenever he heard one of her bones break. Eventually he turned on his radio and increased the volume to decibel breaking. No one bothered Logan for another few hours until Jean came.

"She's resting now. There was some damage to her internal organs, but nothing her healing can't fix within a few hours." She told Logan. He didn't even bother turning around to look at her before setting his tools down to see Eva. He followed her scent down to the medical bay. The door was sitting pathetically outside. Logan would fix that later.

"Think you can spring me so I can go back to my own bed?" Eva asked Logan when he stepped into the room. She tossed the book she was skimming through on the counter to her right, knocking over a jar of wooden sticks. "Oops."

"I've got it." Logan said, propping the jar back up before pulling a chair over to sit by her. "How you feeling?"

"Like shit. Hank had to re-break my leg and some of my ribs. Plus one rib went into my lung while another other decided to take a joy-ride in my liver." She smiled.

Logan smiled with her. "So what did Hank say?"

"I'll be fine in a few hours. He just wants to keep me in here just in case. I'm supposed to call him if I feel any 'rushing fluids'." She said, rolling her eyes. "I'll be fine in less than an hour and he knows that. It's not every day that we get hurt enough to need surgery. I think he likes having me around so he can run tests."

"I could bust you out, if you wanted." Logan offered.

"Great idea. Get this IV off of me." She said, sticking her left arm towards him. He smiled and took all the coverings off, obviously to keep her from ripping it out, and pulled the needle out. There was a small squirt of blood before it immediately healed.

Logan stood after they had gotten the IV out. "Come on, let's go."

"But I'm so weak and fragile. I just got out of surgery. I need someone to carry me." Eva said, batting her eyelashes at Logan. It was his turn to roll his eyes as he picked her up bridal style and carried her from the room.

"What are you two doing?" Rogue asked as they met her in one of the hallways.

"I forgot something in our room and I need to go get it." Eva told her.

"Don't look like you're as bad off as Rogue said." Remy stated, coming up behind Rogue and putting an arm around her.

"She exaggerates." Logan said.

"I do not!" Rogue protested.

"It's a mutant thing, you wouldn't understand. Let's go." Eva said, patting Logan on the chest to get him to keep moving.

"Where's your IV?!" Rogue called after them.

"Keep it down, would you?!" Eva called back. Logan hurried up the stairs and rushed into their bedroom, setting Eva down on the bed and locking the door behind them.

"Hank's gonna blow a gasket." Eva giggled. Logan smiled. He liked that sound.

"Jean's not going to be too happy either." Logan told her, picking Eva up and setting her in his lap on the bed.

"There's the difference. I feel bad when I make Hank upset. When I make Jean upset, I really don't care. I actually enjoy it." She smiled. "She needs to get her nose out of the clouds every once and a while." Eva sighed and leaned back into Logan, closing her eyes.

"You're not going to let me move?" Logan asked her. Eva shook her head and smiled, still keeping her eyes closed.

"I'll be fine in a few hours. I'll get off you then." She yawned, falling asleep moments after.

Logan remained perfectly still as Eva slept. The Professor had said the Mexican Revolution. She had to have been alive before it began. The Professor made it seem like she wasn't that old, if she was still living with her parents, so Logan had to be older than her.

Logan kept perusing his thoughts until Eva finally began to stir hours later when the sun was just beginning to peek out over the horizon, turning the sky pink. She stretched like a cat and sat up, looking down at Logan.

"Good morning." She smiled, getting up and going over to the dresser. "You want to come and train with me?"

"I think I'll stay here and sleep a bit." He told her.

"You didn't sleep at all?" She asked, pulling a tank top over her head after removing her baggy t-shirt.

"No. Just wasn't tired."

"Well, it might help you calm down for today." Eva suggested.

"What's today?" Logan asked.

"The field trip to the Natural History museum. I know how you get stressed when you try to keep the kids together." She said, smiling over her shoulder at him.

"At least I'll have you to calm me down."

"Such a charmer."

"I try."

Eva rolled her eyes and pecked him on the lips. "Well, I'm going to go train then help make breakfast. See you later." With that, she left the room. Logan rubbed his face with his hands, wondering where all of these things he was saying were coming from. It was like he didn't have any control. They just came out. Maybe it was things he would have said to her after knowing her for fifteen years. It seemed too domestic. Logan sighed and stood, pulling on a jacket and lighting one of his cigars before heading outside to get some fresh air. It wasn't long before he heard the kids moving around, getting ready for the day. Logan went back inside and followed the smell of food into the kitchen. Eva automatically handed him a plate as he walked in before going back to cooking.

"Your thoughts are pretty hard to ignore when you're hungry." She told him as he gave her a funny look. Logan shrugged and sat down with the other X-Men.

"Looks like you're back to one-hundred percent, Eva." Professor X said as he wheeled into the room.

"Never felt better." She told him, handing him a plate as well.

"You didn't do what I told you." Beast said, coming into the room and glaring at her.

"I was fine, you were being paranoid. Also, that's what you get for sticking me with needles." She responded, meeting his glare. Beast huffed and left the room. Eva shook her head and dished up everything, using her powers to set it on a long table for the kids to grab. They all started to shuffle in and grab food. Eva plopped down next to Logan with a plate of food and began eating with everyone else. She was a good cook.

"Eva, dear, if you would." Professor X said when all the children were in the room. She nodded and went to the front of the room.

"Okay, field trip today. You all know the rules. Follow them. No powers. Stay with your group, all of that good stuff. Car groups are posted in the garage, if you've got a problem with them, it's not forever. Break any of the rules and you'll spend the rest day with Professor Logan and Professor Rasputin and another week in detention. Understood?" A resounding 'Yes' answered her. She nodded and sat back down.

"Well put." Logan told her.

"I've learned a lot about using tough love from you." She said, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I'm staying to watch Lyla." Jean announced to the table.

"Lyla?" Logan asked.

"The girl we picked up last night. Someone needs to stay with her. She's still scared. I think you should talk with her." Jean said, directing her statement towards Eva.

"Why me?" Eva frowned.

"You were the one she hurt. And I think she's worried."

"Has she not spoken since you retrieved her?" Professor X asked.

"No. She's been silent, even with the other kids." Jean sighed.

"I'll stay with you today, Jean. Perhaps we can get her to speak." Professor X offered. Jean nodded and went back to her food.

"Do these eggs taste funny to you all?" Jean frowned after taking a bite.

"Huzzah! After fifteen years, my poison is finally working." Eva joked. Jean gave her a look while everyone else shook their heads.

"Guess it's just me then. I'm going to the garage to get everything set up for today." Jean announced, standing.

"Already done. Eva asked me to arrange everything last night." Colossus told her. Jean nodded but still left.

"She's going to check your work." Eva told Colossus.

"Of course she is." He sighed.

An hour later, everyone was standing outside the garage, waiting to get into the cars. Eva strode out in a leather jacket, a pair of aviators, skinny jeans and boots that made her legs look even longer than they already were. Logan's jaw almost dropped. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. Eva brushed some of her hair back with her fingers before going into the garage and grabbing a set of keys off one of the many hooks.

"Alright, everyone in my group, get in the Sprinter." Eva called out. About twenty kids walked towards a small bus and climbed in. Eva strode over to Logan.

"You want to ride with me?" She asked, taking a hold of his hands. "I've got one seat in the front with your name on it."

"I thought I was driving some of them." He told her. He glanced quickly at the sheet when they all went to the garage, and he was signed up with four other kids.

"Oh, right." She frowned, but gave him a kiss. "See you there, then. Take the Jeep." She told him before walking to the bus and climbing in the driver's seat. "I can take one more!" She yelled out the window. Rogue immediately went to bus and got in on the passenger's side.

Logan went to the key rack and found the only pair of keys for a Jeep. He pressed the lock button and the lights of a Jeep Wrangler flashed at him. He grinned and went over to the car, climbing up into the front seat. He adjusted the mirrors before pulling on his sunglasses and driving out of the garage, honking the horn for the kids to get in. Four kids from his class piled in. He was glad he knew their names. Well, at least their last names.

Once everyone was piled in to their respective cars, Eva led the caravan out of the estate.

"So, Professor Logan, are you and Professor Vasquez going to have any kids?" One of the kids, Marcus, asked from the back seat. Logan was drinking from a water bottle and almost spat out the water in his mouth. He swallowed and took a deep breath.

"Well, we've been married for almost ten years, pretty sure if we wanted kids we would have them by now."

"Or you guys are just really good at using contraceptives." The girl sitting next to Marcus joked. Her name was Ashley. Logan suddenly remembered that these kids in the car with him were his favorites. Marcus, Ashley, Tyler, and Jessica. Tyler was up front while the other three were squished together in the back.

Logan shot Ashley a look in the rearview mirror before turning back to the road.

"Do you want them?" Tyler asked.

"Want what?"

"Kids."

"Sure, I guess. Eva and I haven't really talked about them in a while."

"But you have talked about them." Jessica said, more of a statement than a question.

"Yeah, we have. Let's move on to a different subject." He announced.

They all parked together before heading in once they had arrived at the museum, doing a headcount to make sure all the kids were there and they hadn't forgotten one at the mansion. Logan walked up to Eva and put his arm around her as they walked in. He liked being close to her. Maybe this would give them time to talk, time for him to learn more about their life together.

Eva reached up and grabbed his hand, leaning into him slightly as they walked in. They all gathered in an empty corner before Eva gave them their instructions.

"Alright, older kids, you can explore the museum. Don't cause any trouble. Check in with us every once and a while so we know nothing's happened. And we have to see you in person, no telepathy. Younger kids, you're going with Ms. Monroe and she'll give you the tour. Stay together." She ordered.

All the kids nodded, older kids going to explore and the younger kids gathering around Storm.

Eva looked to Colossus. "Could you keep an eye on the older kids?" She asked him. He nodded and left to follow them. Rogue and Remy wandered off to explore the museum for themselves.

"Are we staying with the younger kids?" Logan asked Eva.

She looked up at him and shrugged. "You don't have to. I'm staying to keep an eye on them."

"What, so you can keep an eye on me?" He smirked.

"No, the kids behave better when you're around. I think their afraid of you. It doesn't matter to me." She shrugged, trying to play it off.

Logan stared at her until she looked up at him again.

"Fine. I want my husband to stay with me and be completely bored with history. Is that too much to ask?" She told him.

Logan smiled slightly and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her gently. "Whatever you want." He responded.

"So, we're going to start now, if you two want to join us." Storm broke in, giving them a look. Logan let go but still kept an arm around Eva's waist as they followed the little group.

"Do you remember when we first came here together?" Eva asked Logan as Storm was giving the kids some information on sea creatures.

"Remind me." Logan said expertly. Nice choice. She would talk about them.

"We were on a field trip like this one. I was terrified of losing one of the kids because it was my first time going on an outing with them. You talked me through the entire day, trying to keep me calm. Storm told me later that was the most you've spoken in several weeks. That was the day we finally agreed there was something between us. Well, I agreed. You were head over heels the moment you saw me." She teased.

"That might be a bit of an exaggeration."

"You were looking at me like a piece of meat."

Logan's face went blank as a memory overtook him.

"When's the Professor going to be back?" Logan demanded as he walked into the front hall.

"He and Scott called to say they'd be here in less than an hour." Jean announced, leaning against the bannister. Almost the entire team was assembled in the front hall, waiting for Professor X and Scott to come back from their trip. It was almost midnight; all of the children were in bed, except for one in the living room watching television. He couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. Streams of moonlight flooded through the windows high on the walls, casting their light on the waiting X-men.

"What's so special about this woman?" Remy asked, striding into the room.

"Apparently she's very powerful. A danger." Jean told them.

"Then why is she coming here?" Colossus frowned.

"The Professor wants her to come and learn how to control her powers. She barely uses them, so whenever she does, something bad happens."

"Is she afraid?" Storm questioned.

"I guess so. She's lived alone for decades. It may take some time for her to adjust to us." Jean responded.

"How do you know all this?" Logan asked.

"Professor X told me so I could tell you all." Jean said.

They heard a car pull up to the front door and stop, the engine shutting off and three doors opening and closing. All of them got into slightly defensive positions. The front door opened quietly as Professor X wheeled into the room with Scott. Professor X smiled slightly at them before turning around and looking out the open door. "Come in, my dear. It's alright."

A woman stepped through the door, and Logan's heart stopped.

Her jet black hair shone when it hit the moonlight as she entered the room. Her olive skin seemed to glow as she looked around the room, finally spearing Logan with her amber gaze. Her high cheekbones, pointed chin and full Cupid's bow lips gave her a regal look. Logan's eyes traveled down her slender hourglass figure, resting on her mile-long legs. He moved back on her face, her eyes now narrowed at him. She had noticed Logan checking her out. Logan couldn't help it. He felt immediately drawn to her. He wanted to get to know her. Love her. Marry her.

Where the hell did that come from? Logan tried to shake that last thought, but it screamed inside his head. He wanted to make her his.

"James? James, are you alright?" Eva said worriedly, snapping him out of his memory. She had her hands on either side of his face, trying to bring him back to the land of the living.

His eyes met hers and he smiled slightly, nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine." He told her. She smiled at him and removed her hands from his face, taking one of his hands and lacing her fingers through his.

"For a second I thought I'd lost you." She said as the group moved. They trailed behind them.

"Just remembering." He responded, doing a head count of the rugrats when they came to a stop in some dinosaur section.

"Jacob's missing." Eva said suddenly, looking around the room. Logan searched too, but couldn't see the child.

"I don't see him." Logan told her, but Eva seemed to be off in her own world now. "Eva?" He asked, waving a hand in front of her face.

She came back to the world of the living and frowned. "He's still in the room. I can feel his mind." She said, looking up and freezing. Logan followed her line of sight to a pterodactyl hanging from the ceiling. With a small boy hanging on its beak.

Luckily, no one in the room had noticed yet besides the mutant chaperones.

"Storm." Eva said quickly, getting her attention and nodding towards the dinosaur above their heads. Storm looked and saw Jacob hanging there like a monkey. Jacob looked down and saw his chaperones staring at him. Eva lifted one finger and motioned for him to come down. A mournful look crossed Jacob's face as he disappeared and reappeared next to Eva.

"What did I say?" She asked him.

"No powers." He mumbled.

"Right. Go up near Ms. Monroe, and you stay there. You know the rules. You break them again, you're going to spend time with Professor Logan. Got it?" She said. Jacob nodded. Eva turned him around and pushed him gently towards Storm, who was waiting with crossed arms.

Logan saw another kid beginning to wander about an hour later. "Hey." He called. The kid immediately turned around to look at Logan, walking back and standing by him.

After the trip was finally over a few hours later, Logan and Eva had over ten kids surrounding them for breaking the rules, some of the teenagers included.

"Thank goodness. Someone find Rogue and Remy." Eva sighed when the day was over.

"Who knew so many kids could get into trouble."

"At least we kept track of all of them." Eva smiled as they all walked back to the cars.

When they got back to the mansion, Eva and Logan went straight up to their room and lied in each other's arms on the bed.

"Do you ever think about kids?" She asked suddenly, breaking their silence.

"Well, we have to teach them every day." He responded, tightening his grip around her as her arm moved to rest on his chest, her fingers tracing fiery patterns as she moved them absent-mindedly.

"I'm not talking about those kinds of kids. I'm talking about children." She said, looking up and piercing him with her golden stare.

"What about them?" He asked, swallowing hard. The process of making children with her sprung to his mind, but he pushed it aside before his body could respond to his thoughts.

"What do you think about them?" She asked, moving to lay down on his chest. Damn, she was so light. Had she stopped eating again? Wait. Another memory.

"Is it possible? For us?" He responded, wrapping his arms around her.

"I don't see why not. We're both in mint condition. And your performance is more than satisfactory." She told him, giving him a small smile.

"I can say the same for you." He had some of…those memories that told him all about her performance.

She slid farther up his chest, bending her head down to press her lips near his ear.

"Well, we could always practice." She whispered huskily, pulling back to look at him.

Her hair fell around them, creating a curtain that allowed some light to filter through, illuminating her features as she bent down without another word, kissing him deeply as her hands moved up to tangle in his hair.

Logan moved his hands down to her hips, trying to think for a way out of this situation. His body was screaming for her, and from her smile when she pulled back, she could feel it.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself." She murmured, moving down to kiss his neck as her hands snaked up underneath his shirt, running over his stomach and slipping into the waistband of his jeans. He groaned slightly as her hands moved further south.

They were interrupted by a knock on the door. If she had gone any further, it would have been his undoing. There would have been no turning back, and Logan's idea to wait to be with her until more of his memories came back would be thrown out the window.

Eva growled, sitting up quickly as she stalked to the door with a murderous look on her face.

Logan automatically got up and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her temple to try to calm her down. It felt like something he would do. She let out a heavy sigh, turning her head to smile at him before she opened the door. Logan didn't remove his arms from around her waist.

Storm stood at the door, stepping back slightly when the door suddenly swung open.

"The professor wants to speak with you, Eva." She said, looking between Logan and Eva. "I'm sorry if I…interrupted something." She blushed slightly.

"It's fine." Logan said quickly before Eva could speak. He turned her head and kissed her gently before she walked out the door.

When she looked over her shoulder at him, the look on her face said everything. She knew something was wrong.