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Since someone of you had asked: This FF is of course AU. I use the characters portrayed in the movies and mix them with those in the comics (as I usually do with all my FFs except The Tent). And there will be explanations to what's going on (why Logan left, why Jean reacts the way she does…) later. I never explain things in the first chapters. LOL I hope I answered the questions one of you had asked.

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Repairing what's lost

In front of the apartment when it was already getting dark, Logan and Ororo sat in the car and kept the complex under surveillance. Both saw how two men entered it and looked up to the windows that belonged to Jean's rooms. "I don't understand how she's gotten to this asshole," Logan mumbled and Ororo shrugged. For a while neither of them said something until he shifted his position in the seat. "When's the kid's birthday?"

Surprised, she gave him a look. "November 20th," she replied and received a nod. Thinking about how to ask him she looked back at the house. "Was it really a one night stand only for you back then?" she finally asked and Logan cocked an eyebrow at her.

Upstairs, Jean left the kitchen with a tray in her hands that she brought to the three men, who played poker and smoked cigars, in the living room. She handed each of them a new beer and tried not to pay too much attention to their looks, when one of them slapped her butt and pulled her close. "Hey, darling," he said with a low laugh and was pissed that the redhead pushed him away.

"Be nicer to my friends!" her boyfriend snapped and glared daggers at her.

"I'm sorry…," Jean replied calmly and returned to the kitchen where she leant against the fridge and ran a hand through her face.

"Rick, you're one lucky bastard," she heard one of them saying and wrapped her arms around herself.

"Why?" Richard asked and threw another card into the round.

"I'd even pay money to have a girl like yours only once." Hearing it, the redhead looked up and stared at the door before her heart began to race. For a while she couldn't hear a thing.

"Really?" she heard her boyfriend asking and she could tell that he sounded interested. "How much?"

"I don't know…," the other man shrugged and thought about it. "50 bucks?"

"If ya pay 100," Richard replied and sucked on his cigar. "…then ya can take her home with ya fer tonight." He noticed the stares of his friends. "What?!" he asked and blew the smoke into the air. "That bitch is screwin' everyone behind my back when I'm not at home, so why not earnin' money with it?"

"Are you serious, Rick?" his friend asked still unable to believe it.

"Sure," his opposite replied and looked at his cards. "So, yer in?"

"Are you kidding?" the man replied and searched his pockets. "Of course I'm in!" he added and handed 100 dollars to his friend.

Unable to believe what she had just heard Jean backed off until her back hit the fridge again and stared at the door while her heart was nearly bursting through her chest.

"Can't she be a bit nicer to us, Rick?" the other man asked after a moment and Jean heard how Richard called for her twice.

She wiped her tears away and entered the living room once more. "What do you want?" she asked and kept a distance.

"Come over and be nice to my friends," her boyfriend ordered and gave her a warning glare when she didn't do it first.

Smiling, his friend pulled her onto his lap and wrapped one arm around her waist. "Hey, baby," he said and was pushed away by a disgusted Jean when he rubbed against her.

"Be nice or ya know what'll happen," Richard hissed and she lowered her head.

In the car Logan let out a frustrated sigh. By now they were already waiting for nearly 4 hours and a look at his watch told him that it was past midnight by now. "God, what are they doing so long?" he heard Ororo groaning next to him before she gave him a look.

"I hope nothin' to her," he said and looked up at the windows again.

"Maybe they leave when the weather gets bad?" she suggested after a while and he shrugged.

"Let's try…" He watched how her eyes began to glow white first and heard thunder coming up next. He only hoped that her powers would do their job…

Inside the apartment the windows began to vibrate due to the strong storm on the outside and the men turned their heads. "Damn," one of them cursed and threw the cards onto the table. "I've gotta go. I'm already too late."

"What?" Richard laughed. "Afraid of yer woman?"

"You've no idea," his opposite said and rolled his eyes.

While they got dressed again Richard walked over to the bedroom where Jean was sitting on the bed. She looked up when he entered. "Pack a bag with nice underwear for my friend," he ordered but she shook her head. Angered about her stubbornness he came closer and raised a hand, which made Jean cover her head quickly. "My friend's paid money fer ya, so yer gonna go with'im!" he said in a low voice.

"I'm not some kind of whore!" she yelled at him and received a slap around her face for it.

"If ya can sleep around my back with others, ya can also do it fer money," he barked back and grabbed her but Jean shook her head crying heavily. "Yer either goin' with him," he threatened her and pulled her closer. "Or I'll call him and he takes ya here, but yer gonna do somethin' fer the money!" He grabbed her bag and put some things and her purse into it before he handed it to her. After grabbing her roughly he dragged her into the living room, handed her a jacket and threw her at his friend, who caught the woman with a smile.

"Richard, please!" Jean sobbed.

"If she goes all bitchy again ya can be rougher t'her," he said to his friend, who laughed and followed the third man out of the apartment.

Logan bent forward in the car when the men left the building and heard them laughing aloud, while he saw how one of them pulled Jean with him. "What's goin' on?" he asked and exchanged a look with Ororo. She stopped the rain and watched how the two men came to a halt at the next street. The one that didn't hold onto Jean cupped her butt roughly with a laugh and left, while the one who held her ran a hand through her friend's face. From inside the car Logan could hear her crying and begging him to let her go. It made him furious beyond limits. Ororo saw next how he pushed her against the wall and a hand disappeared under the skirt, when she heard Logan growling. "He paid money for her…," he said and looked at her.

"What?!" she asked in shock and stared at him with widened eyes. When both looked back towards the street they could neither see the man or Jean.

"Fuck!" Logan cursed and opened the car door to run over to the spot were both had been, followed by Ororo, who stopped next to him.

"Can you smell them?" she asked as he already grabbed her hand and forced her to come with him. She followed him towards another huge complex that was nearly as dirty as the other one. Ororo heard him cursing, probably because there were so many doors and floors, but he soon began to walk through the long and dark corridors and she followed him.

In the meanwhile the man had dragged Jean towards his apartment and locked the door behind him. She watched him and began to back off when he licked his lips and grinned at her. "I've always wanted to screw you, gorgeous," he chuckled and came closer, while she still backed off and walked around a table.

"Stay away from me," Jean hissed and tried to control her fear. He only laughed and pretended to use the right way, just to grab her quickly when she used the left one around the table. "Gottcha!" he chuckled and laughed only harder when she began to scream and struggle against him. With an easy movement he had pinned her to the table and smirked. Jean began to sob when he bent over her and his hand went under her shirt. "We've the whole night to have fun, baby," he groaned into her ear and began to rub against her, when she reached out to grab the heavy ashtray and slammed it against his head as hard as she could. The man cried out in pain and dropped to the ground while he pressed his hands on the bleeding wound.

Using her chance, Jean grabbed her things and ran towards the door. Due to her panic it took her a bit longer to open the lock, but as soon as she did she went through the door and bumped into someone, who held her captive. "No, let me go!" she screamed and began to struggle against the man. "Let go of me!"

"Jean," Logan tried several times and finally managed to cup her face and make her look at him. "It's okay," he tried to soothe her and could hear how the man inside began to swear to kill her. "You're safe now. C'mon."

"We've to hurry," Ororo said and quickly slammed the door shut before she turned to run down the corridor. Logan quickly grabbed Jean's hand and forced her to come with them. He didn't let go of her before they had reached the car.

Preview: Jean's back at the mansion but will it make her feel better? How will Logtan react to his son?