I'm sorry I didn't update this weekend, I was super busy and didn't get a chance to sit down and do anything of my liking. But I am updating now, and that is all that matters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Wolverine, X-men, etc.

The next morning the lights switched on, and their food was slipped in the cell, along with a change of clothes for both of them.

"We should be ok today." he said, "They don't usually take us two days in a row."

They were sitting on the bed. She turned to look at him. "Well, at least we got a break for a day then, huh?" she gave him a small smile.

"Yeah, maybe. But sometimes Hanson, and Parker make it their job to harass the hell outta us, just for kicks." he said with annoyance.

She sighed long and almost shaky. Her eyes danced around the cell for a minute, and she seemed lost in thought. He saw her body tense. When she spoke, it was fast, almost panicked. "There has to be a way out. We can fight them. We're stronger, we-"

"We don't have weapons." he cut her off. "We don't have a team. We don't have anything to fight them with, darlin'. Trust me, I've tried. There's no way outta this goddamn cell. Those bars are made out of the strongest metal in the world. Adamantium. Ain't nothin' gonna take it down... The only way we're gettin' outta here, is if they let us out. And I can't imagine they'd do that."

"You tellin' me you're giving up?" she asked accusingly.

He shook his head, "I'm not giving up, I'm just... giving in." he said sadly.

She looked at him, and opened her mouth to say something, when Hanson and Parker came down the hall way heading towards their cell. They heard them stop at a few and talk like the disgusting assholes that they were. And then stopped a few cells down from them.

"How about we have a little fun with you today," they heard Parker say, as a cell door opened. "Or maybe with your little friend here?"

"NO, please. Please don't just leave us alone! Please, no!" They heard someone beg.

They couldn't see them. But they sure as hell could hear them, and she was starting to wish she couldn't.

Then there was a yelp followed by a barely audible, "Shut up you fucking bitch! Or I'll make you take us both at the same time."

The woman let out a scared gasped but stopped begging. "How about we just have a little fun with both?" Hanson suggested.

A zipper was undone and Logan sat back against the wall and squeezed his eyes shut, wishing at the moment he didn't have super hearing.

"They aren't going to-" Brooke started.

"Please" They heard one of the women beg one more time. Then a slap and clothes being ripped and more scared gasps.

"Shit," Logan said quietly.

"Fucking bastards!" That one was Brooke, and it sure as hell wasn't said quietly. More like... yelled loudly.

Everything got quiet then, and Logan looked at her like she was insane. Maybe she was.

The cell that Hanson and Parker were in opened and shut again. Then they made their way down to their cell.

"What was that, Kitty?"

She was standing at the front of the door almost touching the bars. "You heard me, asshole! Fucking bastards! How dare you treat anyone like that. Go to hell!" Her voice rising with every word.

They just stood there looking at her. "Not so tough without your big bad weapons are you? Fuck you!" she said.

"Hey, take it easy." Logan said in a soft growl as he came up behind her.

Hanson and Parker laughed, "So the animal can talk!" Hanson said. "How about that?"

He only got a growl in return. So he turned his attention back to Brooke, "What makes you think you got a right to talk to me like that, kitty?"

"The fact that you should be shot down, and slowly bleed to death." she said darkly.

"Well if it's not them, would you rather me take you?" he asked trying to egg her on.

"I'd rather you rot in the deepest circle of hell." she said calmly.

"Darlin' please." Logan tried to get her to stop talking, placed a hand on her shoulder, and she relaxed slightly.

"How sweet, Wolverine's found one he wants to keep around. She must be good." Hanson said.

"Hmmm. I think, that we should fuck her, and make him watch." Parker responded.

Logan's eyes started to gleam yellow. He lunged towards the bars with a roar, effectively grabbing Parker and pulling him into the bars. Hanson shot backwards and stared in shock.

"You touch her... and I'll rip you're goddamn head off." he growled into Parker's ear, pulling him more firmly into the bars for emphasis. "Got it, bub?"

Parker just nodded. But now that Logan had him, he had every intention of snapping Parker's neck anyway. He was going to do just that when he heard Brooke scream a warning to him, but he didn't react quickly enough, and was hit by one of the rods. He stumbled back, confused. He looked back at the bars and growled at the man he saw there.

It was the military looking man she had seen her first day.

Once again everything grew quiet and all attention was focused on their cell.

"Now, now." the man said. "What on earth, is all the fuss about?" he asked looking down at Parker, who was now on the ground, trying to catch his breath.

Logan started to pace and growl, and Brooke just glared at the men.

When know one answered, he threw the rod to Hanson. "Take him out. I think it's about time we had a little talk with our favorite animal."

"No!" Brooke screamed, and placed herself in front of him, but Logan pushed her out of the way just before the rods hit her.

"Ahhh," the man said. "What do we have here? A little possessiveness perhaps?"

"They did the same thing yesterday, sir. When we took her." Parker said, having recovered a bit.

"Really?" the man said, "Well why don't you boys take her for a little fun then?"

"Yes, sir." They both responded.

"Wait, no! Take me! Do whatever you want with me. Leave her alone." Logan yelled as the man walked away. He only faintly heard Brooke's protests from behind him, even though she was practically yelling at him.

"STRYKER!" this time he was louder and his voice boomed, and echoed through the building, this time getting the mans attention.

"My, my, Wolverine. I do believe that this is the first time I've heard you speak. However I think these boys need a little entertainment, and I do doubt you will be able to satisfy their needs." The man, Stryker said.

He let out an angry roar and hit his fist against the concrete wall of the cell. He was once again Wolverine, not Logan. His fist was a mess, and he had broken a few bones. He watched as the healing kicked in and within 10 seconds was as good as new.

He felt her hand on his back. "I'll be alright. It's... It's nothin new." she whispered.

He turned, took her face with both his hands, and kissed her. When he pulled back there were tears in his yellow eyes, but he didn't let them fall.

"I should be the one being strong. They're taking you, not me." he growled softly.

"It's ok. I'm coming back." she said.

"And when you do, I'm gonna hold you, and kiss you, and make love to you. Mark you as mine. Make you forget everything they do to you. Do you understand me?" he said in a rush.

"Promise?" she whispered.

"I promise." and he kissed her again. The cell door opened. He knew he couldn't stop them, but he could sure as hell try. He ran at them, actually managing to get Hanson down, before Parker hit him with the rod, then took out his shotgun and put a bullet in his head.

"Hurry up. That'll probably only keep him out for a few minutes." Parker said hitting Brooke with the rod.

As they grabbed her and started heading down the long hallway, she saw two women. They were crying, looking at her sadly, and mouthed a 'Thank you.'

She just nodded and continued walking to her inescapable torture.

More dramatic as promised. The next chapter will contain mild rape. I don't go into detail about it, but if it offends you, you might not want to read it. Please review if you have time, it is much appreciated!