I was going to update last night, because I got the biggest number of reviews I've had on a chapter so far. But I kinda crashed on the couch while I was writing it. But it's ready now! Enjoy

Disclaimer: I do not own Wolverine, or X-men and so on...

The next morning the lights were switched on and their food was slipped under the door, but neither of them moved from where they were. She was still wrapped in his arms, and his grip hadn't loosened any.

"Mornin'." he said quietly, kissing her temple.

"Mornin'." she responded, trying to snuggle closer to him.

They heard Hanson and Parker take someone to experiment on, but neither of them moved then either.

"You should eat somethin', darlin'." he said, about an hour later.

"Not hungry." she said sleepily.

"I know. But you should still eat. You gotta stay strong." he replied.

She layed there another minute, then sat up and threw his shirt, and a pair of pants on. He slipped his pants on and grabbed the food. The food never tasted very good, and they weren't ever sure what is was,

but it kept them alive, so they ate it.

"Why don't they just kill us." she whispered.

"Where's the fun in that." he said bitterly. "Although if they could, I think they would. We don't even know how to kill us."

She stayed quiet for a minute, then leaned into him and kissed him. After she pulled back she looked at him and whispered. "Thank you."

He searched her eyes a second, knowing she was talking about last night. Then he moved one of his hands to her cheek. "You got nothin' to thank me for, darlin'." he said softly. "You take care of me, I take care of you... Remember?"

She gave him a small smile, which surprised him, but he was sure as hell glad to see it. "Yeah, I remember."

After they ate they layed back down. They talked all day about anything, and everything, just passing the time.

"So what about your friend? The one they took. What was she like?" he asked, playing with her hair, absent mindedly.

She smiled sadly, thinking about her. "She was... an amazing person... She helped me through a lot. And I... I should've been a better friend. I think we all realize that in the end... when it's too late to matter."

"Maybe. But... we learn from it. Ya' know?"

She smiled at him and said. "Yeah. But you'd think as long as we've lived, we'd learn to not get ourselves into these kinda situations either."

"Guess we're not as smart as we think, huh?" he said smiling back.

Her smile disappeared as she asked her next question. "Logan?"

"Hmm?" he mumbled.

"Is this Stryker the same one that you worked with before?" she asked.

For a minute he didn't respond, but he finally looked at her and nodded sadly.

Then they heard foot steps and Stryker appeared in front of their cell. They didn't move from the mattress where they were leaning against each other, instead they just glared at him.

"I have a proposition for you both."

"Fuck off." Logan growled.

"Quite the mouth you have, Wolverine. Watch it or I'll see if those healing powers of yours can grow your tongue back."

He growled in response. "What the hell do you want, Stryker?" Brooke asked.

"Your cooperation... For your safety." he said. "I need you two for an experiment that could change the world."

"Well seeing as you locked us all in here, I'm not sure I completely trust you. So keep talkin'." Logan said.

"I need super soldiers, and you two can help me achieve that."

"How?" Logan growled.

"As you know, these bars," he said tapping them with the rod he had brought. "Are adamantium. The strongest known metal. I would like to experiment on the two of you with it, seeing as you two have healing powers, to see if my idea works."

"What's stopping you?! You've been doing what ever the fuck you want anyway!" Logan said, raising his voice, and standing up. He moved to the bars and looked him right in the eye.

"If you two agree to this, and go along peacefully... I swear Hanson and Parker will not lay a hand on you... or her." he said referring to Brooke, who was silently sitting there.

He thought for a minute, still staring Stryker down. "What's the experiment?" he asked.

Stryker smiled, "We would be injecting adamantium into your entire skeleton, making you both practically indestructible. Since anesthesia doesn't work on you, we would have to strap you down, to lessen the struggle.. It will be the worst pain you have ever experienced."

"I doubt that." he growled.

"You would be surprised. But if you do decide to do this, I promise both of your safety. And if you would be willing helping one at a time in missions... However, I cannot promise you will survive the procedure."

Stryker said. "I'll give you two a day to decide. Chose wisely."

"No." Brooke said, joining the conversation.

"What?" Logan and Stryker asked at the same time.

"No." she said, louder. "I'm not gonna put you through pain and possibly death to protect me, from two men who aren't worth the dirt on their shoes." she said, looking at Logan. "I can take it." she said, confidently.

"But I can't." he whispered so only she could hear. Then he turned back to Stryker. "We'll think about it."

And with that Stryker turned, and walked away.

Once they couldn't hear him anymore, Logan started pacing. "Before you say anything, whether it's yes or no, let me say this, ok? And you gotta let me get it all out. Don't stop me to argue with me or give me your opinion. You're just gonna sit there and listen, ok?" he said demanding, but begging at the same time. He stopped pacing and waited for her to respond.

When she nodded, he knelt down on his knees in front of her, bringing them face to face, and continued. "Yesterday, when they took you... I didn't know what to do. I can't stop them, and that kills me, darlin'. If we do this, they won't take you anymore. They won't even touch you."

She opened her mouth to say something, but he cut her off before she could make a sound. "No. I'm not finished. I know you think you can take it, and maybe you can... But it might destroy you. And I can't take letting them do it. I don't wanna see you like that. Knowing there was nothing I could do to protect you, to help you, and maybe that's selfish, but to fuckin' bad... Please baby... I'm fallin' apart here." His voice cracked with the last sentence.

She looked at him teary eyed, but stayed quiet.

"Even if it kills us, at least we'll be rid of this hell hole." he said. "And who's to say if we don't do it, they won't take us by force... They're givin' us an option here, darlin'. I'd rather take the one where those assholes stay away from you, and we don't get attacked by electric rods." he finished.

He was keeping an incredible rein on himself considering. His eyes weren't even the slightest bit yellow. She however had little specs of purple in hers. She closed them, and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, they were back to their regular dark brown.

"You really wanna do this?" she asked quietly.

"I really do." he said, sitting down next to her on the bed. They were leaning against the wall, and both went quiet.

He looked over at her, when he smelt her tears. He moved to her and kissed them away. "It'll be ok." he said.

"You can't promise that, love." she said weakly.

"No... But I wish I could."

"So do I." she said letting out a laugh. "God, we're a mess."

He smiled back and chuckled. "A hot mess though right?"

They looked at each other a second, then started laughing hysterically. They couldn't seem to stop. He rolled onto his side, clutching his stomach, and she was laughing so hard, her eyes watered.

When they both calmed down, she layed down next to him and rested her head on his chest, putting her hand over his heart.

He took a deep breath, taking her in, and closed his eyes.

The main lights went out. About an hour passed, and he thought she had fallen asleep.

"You awake, darlin?" he whispered.

"Yeah." she whispered, keeping her eyes closed.

She felt his heartbeat quicken, and he smelt nervous. She lifted her head and looked at him.

Their eyes searched each others for a moment before he spoke. "...I... I love you." his voice cracked when he said it, but he didn't care, because he actually managed to say it.

When she didn't respond right away, she felt his heartbeat get even faster.

"I can't remember the last time someone said that to me." she said.

"I can't remember sayin, it to anyone." he whispered.

A single tear fell down her cheek and she kissed him and said, "I love you, Logan."

He smiled into the kiss. When they broke apart, she turned around and he pulled her to him, wrapping an arm around her waist. She put her arm on his, and he put his face in her hair. He curled himself around her, and they both drifted to sleep.

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