Author's Notes: More Crudeness Because Sabertooth isn't going a damned place…(He's my favorite Villain…and Logan's my favorite X-men Mmmm Love those gruff men…lol) enjoy guys….Reviews are appreciated…8-D…Reviews are wonderful things thank you for them and I'd love more feed back…I'll bribe you with virtual cookies…:-D enjoy guys…

From the outside one could see smoke billowing out the bedroom window of the house on Canadian Square. The pungent aroma of everyone's favorite green herb could be picked up meters before even seeing the smoke. If one couldn't tell whose room it came from the loud inebriated and decidedly off key, voices of two teenagers that could be heard all around Canadian Square, would give you a clue.

"I smoke two joints in the morning!"

"I smoke two joints at night!"

"I smoke two joints in the afternoon!"

"It makes me feel alright!"

"I smoke two joints in time of peace…"

"And two in time of war…"

"I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints!"

"And then I smoke two more!"

Bridget watched in amusement, as Sage and Kayla traded lines back and forth of an unfamiliar American song. She exhaled a puff of the fresh hydro she'd grown for them. The two had ran to her desperately after they'd exhausted their own supply. In all their gratefulness they began introducing her to American music…this CD she thought was called…sublind…

"What's so funny about Sublime? Next to Bob Marley they are one of the best groups to toke out to," Kayla told her decidedly more friendly than normal.

Bridget wasn't sure if she was friendlier because she'd done them a favor or because she was stoned out of her mind…she decided it was the latter of the two being that she'd been no nicer when asking for the favor than she'd ever been. But at the time Bridget didn't care…she didn't care about much at the moment…not even the fact that Logan had followed his nose to the smell and to them.

"Not laughing at the music Boyo…got plenty to laugh at watching you two stoners…" Bridget giggled.

"You act like your not just as high as we are…" Sage laughed in response.

"Oh I'm higher then a Rasta on Mt. Everest…which may be why you're so damned amusing…" Bridget smiled, her head whirled around as Logan cleared his throat in the doorway, she automatically offered him the joint in her hand.

Kayla's face dropped into a straight face that was trying to hold in laughter, "Hi Mr. Logan…"

"I'm well aware that you are…" Logan replied sharply not acknowledging the joint the girl tried in vain to give him, "I need to talk to you Bridget…"

"Mr. Logan are you sure it's a good idea? Anything important you have to say would just be lost right now…" Sage told him slowly and grudgingly shifting to Thorn mid-sentence immediately killing his buzz.

Thorn had a healing factor, and the healing factor prevented him from getting high without mass quantities of whatever substance…be it alcohol or weed…hospital tranquilizers, pain killers anything had to be taken in mass quantities to effect him…Sage lacked the healing factor, but Thorn's presence healed the chemical out of his system.

"I'll relay the important stuff later…" Logan smiled halfway, surprising Thorn a bit.

"Alright are you dying?" Thorn asked, "Cause you looked pissed when you walked in…"

"She'll be more honest high…" he responded.

Logan rolled his eyes as he helped Bridget up, who protested the entire concept of moving at the moment, but gave in because arguing with him was much more work. He pulled her outside the door and looked at her oddly for a moment.

"You know I'd never hurt you right?" Logan asked.

'"Yeah…I know…wait this is not about the naked blonde man is it? Cause I think he's full of shit…" Bridget told him, her now bright red eyes peering up at him. , "Wow…it's real bright out here…"

"Yeah it happens…look I need you to listen very carefully…" Logan told her grabbing her head with both hands and turning her to face him…as she attempted to watch a small squirrelly looking creature scuttle up a tree.

He automatically thought of how easy he could force her to do what he wanted her to, then snarled lightly cursing Sabertooth for even putting that idea in his head.

"What?!" she snapped mistaking his growl for one of aggravation with her, "I'm listening…"

"Stay away from him…" Logan told her.

Bridget wrinkled up her head in his grasp making for a comical expression. Logan sighed and tapped his thumps on her forehead, "Focus darlin'…Victor Creed…Sabertooth…the naked Blonde man…"

"Yeah…What about him?" she asked still confused.

"Stay away from him…" Logan said evenly trying not to yell, and trying hard not to squeeze her head till it popped…he mentally shook away that idea and once again cursed Sabertooth for suggesting that he hurt the girl.

"Gee darnn we were scheduled to swap life stories…should I cancel then?" she asked smirking.

"I'm serious…he'll kill you…" Logan insisted taking a deep breath.

"Okay…check…canceling…" she grinned, "Anything else love?"

Logan looked back toward the house frowning a bit.

"Don't blame that on them…I've been smoking Marijuana since I was 12..." She replied knowingly.

He sighed heavily and let her head go after kissing the top of it gently, then gesturing with his head for her to go back inside, wondering idly if she'd even remember that In all his life Victor Creed has never harmed a child, but the problem is…Creed didn't consider Bridget a child…and that worried him to no end. If he touched her he'd kill him no questions asked…Hank would have no say.

"Hey Mr. Logan…" Thorn's voice called to him as he turned to leave.

"Yeah…" Logan paused without turning around.

"So who is this blonde guy and how much should we be sweating?" he asked.

"His name's Victor Creed…and you should be sweating a lot…" Logan told him still not facing him, "Stay away from him, he'll kill you just the same…well correction he'll kill you he won't rape and kill you like he would her…"

"Oh he's that kind of asshole…" Thorn nodded frowning slightly and flexing his hands, but his tone seemed unconcerned, which was quite obviously a front, or an attempt to cover anger with apathy.

"You won't land a hit…don't bother…" Logan told him.

"If he lays a hand on her…you'll be surprised what hits I can land…" Thorn glowered.

"He'll kill you…" Logan sighed, "Don't be stupid…What's with the sudden attachment?"

"uh…Huh?" Thorn asked tone changing to one of confusion as he scratched his head and looked pointedly away from Logan, "I haven't a clue what you could possibly mean…"

"Don't feed me that bullshit…I smell right through it…you know it…I know it…and if either of you ever hurt her…there won't be enough pieces of you left to put you back together…" Logan growled lowering his voice as he finished the sentence.

"Knew you'd say that…" Thorn nodded.

Logan whirled around and grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him into the side of the house. He narrowed his eyes and unsheathed his claws on one hand.

"Hey…what're you doing…? Little man…?! Little man…?!" Thorn looked wide eyed.

"And this is so you know I'm serious…" Logan told him before sticking his claws through his torso…purposely missing all vital organs.

Thorn grabbed at his bleeding side which had already started to heal, "Fuck!…" Don't be stupid Thorn…Mr. Logan would beat your ass…Warned Sage in his mind.

I know

Thorn!…Thorn!…Fuck this is gonna suck…

Thorn balled up his fist involuntarily and slammed his fist into Logan's skull. He was mildly surprised to see sparks as he did that. He'd have been more surprise if he hadn't just snapped off four of his metal spikes on Logan's skull.

"Holy Shit!!! Good god that was excruciatingly painfully!!! Fuckin' Hell…Fuckin' Fuck!!!" Thorn growled automatically curling around his hand which already had four new metal spikes growing back in.

"Unbreakable metal bones…genius…"Logan rolled his eyes and walked off leaving the boy to his hand.

Blurry lights came into focus, he moved to rub his face with his hand and found he was restrained…before he flipped out, he realized he wasn't restrained, just hooked up to an IV. He ripped the IV from his oversized arm. It was taped to him with mass amounts of medical tape, probably because it kept healing out of him.

"Mr. Creed how do you feel?" Came Henry McCoy's voice from the left. He heard others shuffling around on his right, a woman…and a man. Behind McCoy he smelled the familiar scent of Psylocke, and he smelled the Irish Gypsy girl, and the man he forcefully evicted from the cave.

"Mr. Creed?" Came Hank's voice again.

"Why Psylocke your blood smells just as sweet as ever…" Victor smiled sitting straight up and looking at the woman.

For a second a flash of fear went through her eyes, then it was replaced by a patronizing smile, "Something you won't taste again…Mr. Creed…"

"I wouldn't bet on it girlie…" Victor snarled.

"Try it then…" she stood fast her arms crossed, the fear masked by arrogance.

He smiled, "Happy to oblige…"

Though he knew something was a bit off he couldn't resist an open invitation. He rose up from the hospital bed and lunged at the woman…or tried…he could feel his muscles locking up, he tried to push through it to no avail. He let out a loud throaty roar of frustration and whirled around to face Hank.

"What the fuck did you do to me Beast?!" he snarled.

Hank smiled pleasantly, "it's a neuro-inhibitor…a nearly microscopic silicon chip I implanted in your brain… I made it while you were unconscious…with little to no effort might I add…its simple…you can not harm anyone without just cause…you can very well retaliate if someone else initiates the fight…but you cannot kill someone for the simple purpose of killing…you cannot maim for the simple purpose of maiming…Mr. Creed…but you are very much free to go…"

Sabertooth whirled around toward Hank and snarled viciously, but when he reached for him his hand froze up as if to strangle him but he couldn't reach out to grab him. He turned from Hank and grabbed the bed he'd been in and hurled it across the room nearly hitting one of the medics.

Riley ducked just in time to miss the flying bed, her dark brown eyes widened, "I thought you said he couldn't hurt anyone…"

"He wasn't trying to hurt you…" Hank told her calmly…"That's why I took the liberty of removing all of the important equipment from the Medical Laboratory…"

Bridget promptly took cover behind the bed that had settled on its side in front of a row of cabinets that were firmly mounted on the wall. The two medics ran out the door as things flew around the lab…in an angry fit. Hank grabbed Betsy before she could become an accidental victim of the man's rage. He pulled her outside and still Victor's enraged roars could be heard.

"He's handling it rather well don't you think?" Hank said adjusting his glasses.

"You could've warned us you know, "Betsy chided him flattening her hair.

"Dreadfully sorry dear, it must've slipped my mind…" Hank apologized wincing a bit.

When a silence took over the lab, Bridget poked her head from behind the bed and saw Victor leaning against the wall in the wreckage, she noted that someone…probably one of the fleeing medics had taken the time to remove her Uncle from the scene…Pity, She thought.

"Ya feel better?" Bridget asked standing up and brushing a piece of drywall from her hair.

He snarled at her, then smiled reproachfully, "Nope…wanna help me feel better?"

She raised a single eyebrow the rolled her eyes and began to walk out but before she made it a step he was blocking her path, he reached out and ran a claw softly down the side of her face, "Relax girlie…we can get to that later actually I was gonna ask if you knew were I could find some liquor…"

She took a step back from him and nodded, looking up at him, unafraid. She then gestured with her head for him to follow her. Hank narrowed his eyes a bit when the two left together but Bridget shrugged at his inquisitive glance.

"Crazy or not…Man's had a rough day…he wants some liquor, and I can't bring myself to deny him that much…" she told him walking away before Hank could offer his opinion on the subject.

She lead him through the front door of Logan's house, which was now hers too. Logan had expressed rather vocally how he felt about her staying with her family and frankly she'd rather stay with Logan either way. Logan had even told her he'd build her, her own room, until then he'd insisted that she use his bed and he'd sleep on the couch. Though she'd told him she didn't mind the couch, that she'd slept worse places, he in turn replied by saying he'd probably slept worse places than her, and promptly ended the conversation leaving no room for argument.

Sabertooth laughed a bit when he realized she'd brought him to Logan's house, she opened the fridge and tossed him two bottles.

"Now get out…" she said simply, she then turned and walked down the hallway proceeding to get in the shower.

Victor looked after her with one eyebrow raised, and plopped down on the couch. Not five minutes later after he'd done so Logan returned bursting through the door upon smelling Sabertooth's scent.

"What the fuck are you doing here Creed?" Logan demanded claws unsheathed.

"Girl gave me some liquor…told me to leave…I decided to stay a while…she's in the shower…" Sabertooth grinned, "Must drive you nuts being such a nice guy…she's right there…all hot, naked…wet…right there and your morals won't let you do her against the bathroom wall…"

"Get out Creed…" Logan snarled in a low voice fists balling up tightly.

"Sure she'd struggle…but its way more fun when they do…she may not struggle for you…I bet all you'd have to do was tell her what you want…and she'd probably submit like the good little school girl…bend right over of you…" he continued.

Logan snarled and leapt at him claws first. Victor easily dove out of the way.

"Gonna tell me you wouldn't just love to beat out all your frustration on that sweet little ass…" Victor smiled as Logan swiped at him again, and he side stepped him casually, "I'll bet she'll scream…I love the vocal ones…you could push her head in the pillow, but I prefer to hear them scream…"

Logan once again dove at him but at his knees this time, driving his claws through his knee caps causing them to give in to Victor's weight and topple over. Victor let out a roar of pain, then back handed him off of him. He hauled him up by the throat as soon as his knees healed, but the chip prevented him from following up, so he held fast until Logan kick him, then Victor threw him out the front door and followed behind him.

"You know what's even better…to keep eye contact…make her stare you dead in the eye while you're fucking her…" Victor laughed as Logan sprung up and put claws on one hand through his hip and the other he swung upward and aimed for his face but Victor stopped that an inch before his face, Grunting in pain, and then proceeding to grab Logan by the side of his head and put his thumb through his eye.

Logan growled in pain, cursing, and thrust his claws at Sabertooth's abdomen, catching a kidney as his claws emerged from his back. Sabertooth snarled and Logan twisted his claws causing a another roar of pain. Sabertooth grabbed Logan by the throat and slammed him viciously to the ground, his skull landing on a rock the size of a soft ball…Creed lifted him up and brought him down with a bit more conviction, crushing the rock into sand, he then put his middle and ring finger in Logan's eyes and his thumb in Logan's mouth like a bowling ball and proceeded to slam his head from side to side into the side of his house, into the ground, into the trees…before finally slamming the back of his head into the ground again forcing his fingers into his brain, causing Logan to go limp.

"Still whupped, plain and simple…you'll always be sloppy seconds…" Sabertooth muttered, before going back inside and picking up his bottle again.

Bridget was just coming out of the shower with a towel wrapped firmly around her, her glance slid easily to Sabertooth…"Oh you're still here…" she said flatly as she turned to the fridge.

Victor emitted a low growl of pleasure cocking his head to the side as she bent down to grab a drink on the bottom shelf.

"Come here…" she heard him tell her from the opposite side of the room.

"Suck my…" she started as she stood up but she stopped abruptly when she backed into him, she hadn't even got the sentence out and he was across the room.

"What? Go ahead…tell me what of yours you want me to suck on…" he growled, she could hear the smile in his voice as he pressed up against her.

She drew in a sharp breath, dropping the beer she'd grabbed, but Sabertooth promptly caught it with his foot. He flipped it up to his hand and set it on top of the fridge, at the same time pushing her up against it. His crotch was pressed against her back until he steered her toward the wall…"Don't want the beer to fall…" This time when he pushed her against the wall he lifted her up so her ass was pressed firmly against his crotch.

"Suck your what?" he demanded talking in her ear.

His hot breath in her ear sent involuntary shivers down her spine. He flipped her around, holding her up against the wall with one hand by her forearms, lucky for her, her towel steadied firmly wrapped around her.

"Gonna make me guess? I can start at your neck and work my way down…or start at your toes and work my way up…" he told her sniffing at her neck.

Her breathing once again increasing, an icy finger of fear went up her spine and an entirely different feeling went to her crotch. One she was unfamiliar with yet recognized at the same time…one she hoped he didn't notice.

"You can't hurt me…the chip…" she started.

"No I can't hurt you…Suck… your… what?" he replied a little more firmly, his tongue lightly brushing her ear, as if on accident, causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up.

Her mouth moved but words didn't quite come out, she took a deep steadying breath and tried once more, "Nothing…I was just being facetious…" she managed in a voice barely about a whisper.

He lightly dragged a claw down the side of her face, then trailed it down her neck, then down her chest and easily knocking the towel to the ground.

"That's just because you have no idea what I can do to your little body…but you want to find out…" he all but purred running his eyes down the length of her.

She promptly shook her head, "No I'm good really…" she told him trying to twist her arms from his grasp, she though about kicking him then remember what Hank said about self defense.

He laughed, taking a deep breath…"funny how sensitive virgins are to touch…" he lightly ran his finger over her bottom lip until they parted to inhale a particularly deep breath, then he slipped it inside her mouth.. He felt her teeth attempt to clamp down on it then she stopped thinking better of it, knowing he then could back hand her through a window. He slid his finger from her mouth smiling evenly, he barely brushed his wet finger over her nipple and they hardened immediately. She panted as he slid he finger downward over her stomach.

"Please don't…" she pleaded with him her voice still not above a whisper, her muscles tightening at his touch, her crotch burned steadily with anticipation. Then suddenly she fell to the floor and he was gone…she quickly wrapped the towel around herself again and moved to shut the door, not seeing Logan who laid off to the side staring emptily into nothingness.