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Repairing what's lost

"Not good, not good, not good…," Ororo kept on saying and, together with the youngsters, watched the scenery from opposite of the ice rink.

"Where does he suddenly come from?" Jubilee asked in obvious annoyance and crossed her arms. "He'll annoy Wolvie and then they fight…and our plan goes bye-bye."

"Better hope they won't be so stupid to start a fight in public," Bobby said and reminded them of where they were.

"Damn it," Ororo cursed and watched in tension how Logan changed his demeanor. She only hoped he wouldn't start a fight. If he did and used his claws, they had to leave quicker than possible…

"Hey…," Scott greeted and, to Emma's annoyance, had stopped in front of Jean and Logan; ignoring the latter on purpose.

"Hi…," the redhead replied in barely more than a whisper and looked away. It had been two years since Scott had just walked out of her life after finding out that the baby she'd been carrying wasn't his. It's been way too easy for him to guess who the real father was. And all because Hank had noticed the tiny bone claws in the baby's forearm… Remembering it, she realized that Logan probably didn't know…

That's all that prick got?

Hearing Logan's voice in her head, her head shot up and she gave the brooding man next to her a confused look.

How can he trade someone like Jeannie for some spare parts storage like that hooker?!

Jean didn't know what surprised her more. The fact that he had those thoughts or the fact that her powers suddenly worked again. She hadn't been able to lift a pen in months and all of a sudden she picked up on his thoughts.

"What?!" Logan grunted and glared at her. He didn't like the fact that Scott was here, he absolutely didn't like it that he dared to talk to Jean and he hated how Emma showed interest in him and looked rather disgustedly at the redhead.

"Ehm…how are you doing?" Scott cut off his thoughts and he had trouble not to growl.

"Okay," Jean shrugged and still refused to look at him. She knew she had hurt him bad back then, but he'd hurt her as much. "You?"

"Fine, I guess," he shrugged and scratched the back of his head. But she could tell that he didn't feel well at all.

"Can we go?" Emma asked from where she stood and gave Jean a scornful look when the woman gave the baby on her arm a look.

"I'm talking to her," Scott rather snapped and rolled his eyes when the woman snorted and stomped over to a stand, where she went on glaring at Jean. "I'm sorry… She's become rather difficult," he apologized and scratched the back of his head. "I heard what happened to you," he went on in a rather soft voice. "I'm sorry for that…"

"It's okay…," Jean mumbled and wrapped her arms around herself; still not able to look at the man, who returned the glare Logan gave him.

'f course he's sorry… Jerk!

Startling when she heard Logan's voice once more in her head, she gave him another scrutinizing look from aside.

If you'd loved her, ya wouldn't have left her when she's pregnant, asshole.

"What?" Logan asked when he noticed how Jean's eyes widened.

"Nothing," she quickly said but still gave him an odd look.

Scott had watched them and buried his hands in his pockets. "So…what do you have? Girl? Boy?"

"Boy," Logan growled before Jean could reply and narrowed his eyes when Emma smiled at him. He hated women like her that practically screamed cheap and hooker and really asked himself what Scott saw in this woman. To him she wasn't attractive at all.

"A girl. Amy," he heard the man suddenly saying and snapped out of his daydream, just to realize that Jean must have asked him about the baby. "She was born October 10th."

"Congrats," she said and he gave her a weak smile to Logan's offense.

"What's your boy's name?"

"Julian."

Nodding, Scott gave Logan a look. "So…the two of you are a couple now?" he asked and saw how the man opened his mouth, probably, as he thought, to insult him, while Jean only nodded quickly. Too quickly for his taste.

"Yes," she said and made the man next to her cock and eyebrow at her.

Only rolling his eyes, Logan crossed his arms and huffed while he looked away. He didn't listen any further to them and glared at the ice rink instead. But as soon as he saw how Scott moved towards Jean, his head jerked aside and he narrowed his eyes; seeing how Emma did the same from where she stood.

"We should meet and talk about everything," Scott said in a calm voice and stopped right in front of her.

"Maybe…," she whispered and startled when he hugged her all of a sudden, which earned both of them a low and angry growl of Logan.

"Merry Christmas," Scott whispered with a weak smile and turned over to join Emma again. This one instantly pulled him with her and began a fight that Jean could still hear seconds later when the couple was out of her sight.

Sighing, she ran a hand through her face and turned back to Logan, just to give him a surprised look. The one he gave her seemed to be odd in her eyes. He looked angry, hurt and disappointed at the same time and she didn't know why. But she guessed it wasn't because of Scott hugging her. "What's wrong?" she asked and he snorted.

"Why did ya lie t'them?" Logan grunted and glared at her.

"I haven't…," Jean said calmly and began to frown when he smirked.

"Yeah…sure," he mocked. "So it's fun t'use me as an excuse or what?!" Angrily, he began to walk away; completely aware of her following him quickly.

From the other side, Ororo and her students were still watching the whole scenery and knew that the two mutants were fighting. Or at least Logan was. Only exchanging a worried look with each other, they turned back to the couple.

"I didn't use you," the redhead said after she managed to take a hold in Logan's wrist to make him turn around.

But he pulled his arm quickly away. "Oh yeah?!" he asked in a hiss and made her freeze on the spot. "Last time I checked we weren't together and I hate bein' used!"

Before he could manage to walk away once more, Jean grabbed his arms with both of her hands and didn't care that he was able to see the tears in her eyes; still he brought a distance between them. "I…I meant what I said…," she told him calmly but his face didn't show any emotion that she could read.

While looking at her, Logan's senses told him that she wasn't lying. "So?" he only asked and started at her blankly. He watched how she came closer to wrap her arms around his waist and lean into him; listening to his fast beating heart.

"I still have to buy you something for Christmas," Jean mumbled into his chest and heard him sighing before he pushed her away.

"That wasn't an answer t'my question," he grunted and still gave her the same emotionless look. She knew he was shielding himself from getting hurt.

Not looking at him, Jean bit her lip briefly. "I…I want to try if it works out between us…," she finally admitted barely audible and waited for his reaction while looking at him.

"Why not?" he mocked with a shrug. "Can't remember arguing with ya once in the past months…"

"We haven't been a couple then…"

"No, but roommates t'same," he gave back and crossed his arms. While he held her gaze, he smirked. She really seemed to be embarrassed. "So… Would ya finally stop doin' what ya doin', darlin', and do instead what couples do?" Logan asked and chuckled when she gave him another frown of hers.

"Which is?" she asked and made him groan in frustration.

Only shaking his head about her, he put his hands to his hips. "Well, not standin' there like a lost kitten and starin' at me…," he teased her and pulled her into a kiss.

Seeing it from the other side, Jubilee squealed loud enough for Logan to hear it and people to stop next to her and her friends. While she blushed and turned her head back to the couple she noticed that Logan was glaring at her. "Sorry…," she mouthed and blushed, which made him roll his eyes.

"Kids…," he growled and let go of Jean's neck but still held on to her waist. "Annoyin' brats…"

"You have to be patient…," she whispered and played with the collar of his leather jacket.

"How many years do ya want me t'spend on'em?" he asked and cocked an eyebrow at her just to realize that she hadn't referred to the youngsters but to herself. Smiling at her, he pulled her against his body. "Darlin', I'll be as patient with ya as ya want me t'be."

"I actually meant something else, Logan," Jean said and blushed; feeling uncomfortable talking about it.

Knowing what she meant, he made her look up and placed another kiss onto her lips. "That can wait until ya feel ready for it," he replied and stroked over her cheek gently before he took her hand. "Let's see what else those weirdoes've here."

"Aim accomplished! What do you think, girls?" Ororo asked and clapped her hands together.

"Agreed!" Kitty nodded and was still swaying back and forth because she was freezing. "So… I don't want to destroy the moment, but… I'm actually freezing my butt off by now."

"Same here," Rogue agreed.

"They've a car," Bobby said and looked at his teacher. "Ms. Grey's fine with Logan. Can we drive back home?"

"I think you're right," Ororo agreed and began to lead the way. "Hank probably needs help with Julian anyway."

"Logan?"

"Hm?" he grunted and looked down on her.

"You still need to tell me what I can buy you for Christmas…," Jean said and leant into his side while he had one arm wrapped around her protectively.

"Nothin'," he replied and scanned the area again. "I'm happy with what I've."

"But I want to," she insisted and made him stop.

Seeing her attempt of a pout, he sighed. "I don't need anythin', Jeannie, really," he waved off. "If ya want t'do somethin' so badly, then…" He shrugged and began to think about it. "I don't know… Cook a nice meal, or watch a movie with me…"

"But it's so simple stuff…," she protested and shook her head when he smirked.

"For ya, not for me."

"What do you mean with that?"

Logan pulled her closer again and looked deep into her green pools. "That I ain't used t'someone takin' care of me. I was on my own in the past decade, so… Simple stuff is enough. Juts bein' with ya makes me happy." It was easy to read how her eyes turned from sad into accepting and suddenly he groaned.

"What?" Jean asked and thought she'd done something wrong, since he ran a hand through his face.

"We're together for what? Less than thirty minutes?" he asked. "And I already talk slushy…" When Logan looked back at her he noticed that her breathing had quickened and that she was staring at something behind him with widened eyes. He cocked an eyebrow and turned just to see nothing. "What's wrong?!" he asked in a concerned voice and his senses switched from excited and happy to fully alert.

"He's here…," Jean whispered and made a step back.

"Who?" Logan asked and held onto her arm. "You're shakin'," he noticed and pulled her close in hope that she would calm down with him being close by. "What's the matter, darlin'?"

"There," she said in a shaky voice and he followed her look. "That's him…and his friends…"

"The fucker?!" he growled and narrowed his eyes. It didn't take long for him to notice Richard, who walked in the middle of his four friends and seemed to be as drunk as they were. Instantly Logan began to growl. "I'm gonna kill him…," he said in a dark voice that Jean hadn't heard him using before and held onto his arm quickly, just to startle when pitch-black eyes looked back at her. She'd never seen him like this before and Wolverine picked up on the change within her. Closing his eyes, Logan took a deep breath and pushed the animal back into his cage. "I'm sorry…," he apologized and looked back at the approaching men.

"Just…," the redhead began and tightened her grip on his hand. "Please, just let's go back to the car… Please!"

"But…," he protested but saw how scared she was.

"Please…," Jean begged once more and began to quiver even heavier in fear.

With one look back at the men, who obviously hadn't notice them so far, Logan turned and pulled her with her. "Fine, let's go then…," he agreed in a much gentler voice and pulled her close again.

A few minutes later they had reached their car and he began to search for the keys, as a bottle smashed onto to pieces right next to him. Growling, Logan turned around just to see who their guests were. "Yo, asshole," one of the men said and it was obvious that he meant the mutant with it. Jean, who stood next to Logan, clung to his arm and gave the men a frightened look. "That bitch belongs to my friend!"

"Get into the car'n look the doors," Logan grunted in a whisper into the redhead's direction and handed her the keys.

"But…," she protested when he turned and glared at her with the same scary, black eyes. With a last look at the men, she walked around the car and tried to find the lock in panic.

"Ya sure?" Logan growled and watched the approaching men attentively.

"Yeah," another one replied and threw a second bottle, but the mutant remained unimpressed by it. There had been much bigger and worse things been thrown at him in the past. "That bitch comes with us!"

He chuckled. "Don't think so, bub." Changing his position into a crouched one that usually told his adversaries that he was ready to attack, Logan already began to clench his fists and growled.

"What's that supposed to be, freak?" one of the men, who had begun to encircle him, laughed and his friends joined him. "You scared?" he mocked laughing and gave his friends a look. "That guy thinks he's a dog." Laughing once more, he became serious and gave Logan a good view onto the metal bar in his hand, while another one suddenly had a baseball bat in his. Still, the mutant remained unimpressed.

Finally managing to put the key into the lock, Jean pulled the car door open and began to climb inside. "I don't think so," a dark voice said behind her and her shriek was muffled when this someone pulled her out of the car and held her in a tight grip. "Ya come with me, bitch."

While breathing hard and thinking that she would drop dead to the ground because of a heart attack, Jean managed to turn her head far enough to get a look at her attacker. Her eyes widened when Richard's dark eyes glared back…