Tracy started struggling the moment she woke up. She hated being held down. The strong bands holding her down however, were too powerful for even her to break. Growling, snarling, and snapping her jaws she waited for somebody to let her up. Unfortunately, when Dezra arrived, it wasn't to let her up.

"How are you feeling Tracy?" The kind, red headed woman asked pleasantly. The lithe tiger growled. "Good to know." When she walked closer, the striped woman could see her hair was tied back into a perfect french braid. The alien woman casually removed the bandages covering the would-be wounds that Tracy had inflicted upon herself earlier before looking her in the eyes.

"Everyone's worried about you, should I have reason as well?" Gold eyes shined from under slim, red brows as the women stared eachother down.

"I'm an adult, I can take care of myself." The young woman responded, glaring balefully. Her claws clicked threateningly against the table.

"Yet today you proved that to be untrue." The mothering look in Dezra's eyes made Tracy feel slightly guilty. "You've got a choice, either tell me why you attempted hurt against yourself, or I pry the information from your mind."

"You don't beat around the bush do you?" The question was filled with sarcasm as the tiger woman bared her teeth and growled.

"I just like to be to the point." She paused momentarily and rose a thin brow. "Your answer please?"

"I wanna talk to Vienna." Amber eyes glanced around the room as she drew breath through her nostrils abrubtly. "Logan." She snarled in anger as she caught his scent nearing her.

"Logan, you have no reason to be in here right now. You should be prepping your students for take off." Dezra threatened the man with a well placed smack to the arm, claws slicing into his skin superficially.

"I've got my own reasons, I'd like to talk to Tracy." His deep voice was laced with an underlying need for something; Tracy knew it was her, but the red head might not. Telepathically reaching out, the tiger woman contacted Victor.

"Victor, you're needed." The tall blonde man responded almost immediately.

"Where?"

"Med lab I'm assuming." Since she was unsure of where she was exactly, she had to guess. The tension in the air between the three was thick enough to cut with a knife.

"Tracy, we need to talk." Logan's voice was more a growl than anything else from his need for her.

"Now is not the time Logan." Dezra's voice was gradually raising from irritation, Tracy knew she would snap soon. Moments later Victor entered the room, blue eyes scanning the scene for danger.

"Wha'cha doin' in here runt?" The tall blonde snarled at his life long opponent. The much shorter man glared; light blue eyes sharper than ever.

"I need ta talk ta Tracy." He dared to take a step closer to the table and ended up getting smacked upside the head by an extremely irate Dezra Creed. Victor chuckled when he watched his wife clock the short man.

"I have warned you numerous times Wolverine," His codename was practically spat out before she continued, "one more indiscretion and I'll knock you clear out." The look of pure rage on her face was enough to make him back away. A large hand grabbed his shoulder and turned him around by force.

"My suggestion," A devilish grin from the blonde, "is leave." He receieved a glare from the Canadian, but the short man left. As soon as he was gone, Victor turned to his wife and pulled her close to his body. Their lips met brutally, the kiss violent.

"God yer hott when yer angry." He whispered invitingly against her lips. She giggled from pleasure before pushing him off.

"I have things to do Vic, get lost." She playfully pushed him away and turned back to her patient. He frowned in displeasure at being pushed away but calmed himself in the thought of having her to himself later that day. Walking away, he gave her a smirk before turning towards the door and exiting.

"You two make me sick." Tracy was simply annoyed that she was held down and Dezra knew it.

"Duly noted," The golden eyed woman smiled at her young friend before continuing, "now tell me why you hurt yourself." Deciding that she didn't want to be held down all day, Tracy spilled the story.

"Before I went into heat, before I even came here to your 'institute,' me and Logan had something of a relationship. Unfortunately, it didn't end very well; his fault 'cause he slept with Jean's daughter. When I left I decided I would never pursue him again." Pausing momentarily, she choked on the memory of Logan holding her the night he betrayed her. "After coming here, my feelings for Kurt changed and I've found myself falling for him. When I went into heat, that through everything off! Now Logan will pursue me, and since he's basically become my mate, I can't turn away from him." Dezra eyed the woman with a raised brow.

"What a tangled web we weave." She muttered under her breath as she unlatched the bands holding Tracy down. "Although you are quite affected by this passion play, my suggestion is stop hurting yourself and start facing life." Once she was completely free, the tiger woman rubbed her wrists and then leapt off the table.

"I never intentionally hurt myself until today Dezra," Their eyes met, "I don't intend to let it continue."

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Patience has never been something Victor excelled in. Despite the fact that he had to sit quietly and patiently for his prey, most of the time he found himself distracted by the smallest things. Today however, he found the waiting for his wife, quite easily accomplished. The moment Dezra stepped in the door of their bedroom, he pounced. His large, fit body pinned her thin, lithe one against the wall as his lips assaulted her's. A moan slipped from his wife's lips when he pulled back slightly. He couldn't help but smirk however when her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.

"Here I thought I was eager." Victor mumbled against his red headed wife's neck. Dipping his head lower, his lips brushed the top of her breasts.

"You are eager." She responded before pushing the blonde off of her. Anger slipped through his blood at being denied her body. The tall woman started to turn from him but one large hand gripping her arm stopped all movement. Her golden eyes pierced his blue ones in a angry gaze.

"Don't deny me Dez," Her pet name was twisted into a growl from his rage, "I need you now." The words were spoken from pure desire and anger caused by his wife.

"Have you forgotten that I am not your toy Victor?" Her accusing words bit into his mind viciously. He growled warningly before releasing her.

"I never said ya were m'toy woman." Following her into the walk in closet he questioned her. "Tell me why yer so pissed." He growled when she didn't immediately answer. Twirling around so she faced him, Dezra glared.

"I'm not pissed!" Her shout made her realize that she was, in fact, upset. "Okay, so maybe I am, but it's not your problem anyways." Once again she found herself pinned to the wall by her husband's large body.

"It is my problem Dezra," He growled at her before gently kissing her lips, "yer my wife." He whispered the last part with surprising sweetness. Feeling her anger melt, the red head sighed and relaxed into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm just so upset over Tracy and Logan's relationship." Her head rested against her husband's shoulder as she spoke. Taking deep breaths, she calmed herself down.

"What 'bout their relationship?" He grumbled as he untied her long, red hair from it's delicate french braid.

"It's rather complicated and I don't want to talk about it right now. Can we just," She paused and gave him a smoldering look, "do something else?" Her voice had deepened and Victor decided he had much better things to do than listen to the latest gossip.

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(A/N) Whooie! That took me all day! Course.. all day I did homework but that's okay. Life is so much easier when you listen to music. I thank Default for making my day THAT much better. Also, this chapter is totally unbeta'd cuz currently my beta, utsuri, is fixing up a different chapter. So posting comes now.. editing later I suppose. :-D -Sabeybaby