Hey guys! It's Iggypop I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. There's been a lot of stuff going on. I actually rewrote this chapter three times before I was satisfied with it so I hope you like it. I don't own any of the characters except for…like five? Anyways hope you enjoy it and please, please, please review.

~Iggypop

She had no idea where they were headed. Ororo sat in the passenger's seat of their car while Logan drove to their "secret" destination. She sat back and tried to enjoy the comfortable silence they were now sitting in. She glanced over at him. He was smiling looking straight forward looking at nothing but the traffic on the highway. This was more than unusual for her husband. By now he would be using every swear word in the book complaining about being late for their reservations and such. How could he be so calm? She wondered. Then out of now where Logan had made a sharp turn onto an exit that lead to a deserted road.

"Logan where are you taking me?" she asked completely oblivious to where they were headed.

"Told you Darlin', it's a surprise."

"Yes but-"

"We're here" he interrupted. Ororo looked up and realized they were now in front of a diner, "Pete's Diner" to be exact. She had seen this place before but she couldn't put her finger on it.

"Logan this place…" Logan smiled.

"This is where we had our first date." He said then got out of the car and went to open her door.

"Logan, don't you think I'm a little overdressed?" she asked. Logan shook his head no.

"Naw, it's a special occasion"

"Oh? And what's that?"

"The first day I get to spend time with my wife ALONE for the past couple of weeks" he replied as he took her arm. The two walked into Pete's Diner and it was just as how Logan remembered it. Ripped seat cushions, middle aged waitresses with names like Sue and Sue or both, middle aged truckers around the counter and memorabilia with pictures hanging from the wall like Frank Sinatra and Louis Armstrong. A waitress walked them to a table and they sat down across from one another. Logan took Ororo's hand and smiled. She smiled back at him.

"Logan I can't believe you remembered our first date."

"Hard to forget." He smiled.

"Whatever happened to that waitress?" She asked. As if on cue another waitress came to their table while still writing on her note pad. She was a short stumpy old black woman. Her hair was graying and she looked just like how Ororo remembered her.

"Are you two ready to order?" she asked. When she looked up from her notepad to look at her customers she was shocked.

"Well, well look who it is."

"How are you Helen?" asked Logan smiling up at her.

"Still working at this shithole, how are the two of you?" she asked putting her hands on her hips.

"We're doing well. We got married." Ororo said holding up her ring finger. Helen took out her glasses, took her hand and studied the rings.

"Mr. Wildman you did very well, points in my book." She said approving the rings. Logan laughed thanked her.

"Got three kids too" Logan said taking out a family picture taken a year ago he kept in his wallet. Helen whistled after looking at the picture.

"Who knew that beauty and the beast could make some pretty babies?" The three of them laughed.

"Well, what are you having?" she asked.

"Just drinks for now. Green tea for her and the best beer you got for me". She nodded and smiled to the two of them.

"It was good seeing the two of you again." She said and took off.

"She hasn't changed one bit." Logan said as he smiled after her. Ororo smiled and thought of her very first date with the wolverine.

Twenty two years ago…

She's exhausted Logan thought as he watched Ororo aka Storm run about the mansion preparing to get things organized for the school's graduation for the grads. She looks like a chicken with its head cut off. Earlier he had offered to help her but she declined telling everyone she needed to do it by herself.

"It needs to be perfect. It has to be…for Xavier. He would want that." She had told him and continued to run around the school doing everything by herself. He respected her for being independent but this was insane. She needed a night off and he planned to help her with that. When he approached her office her found her sleeping with her hands free in her ear. He smiled down at her, took the ear piece out of her ear and shook her awake. She sat straight up in her chair and looked up at Logan with a hazy expression.

"You hungry?" He asked. She nodded, yawned and looked at her watch. Four in the morning it read.

"What did Henry cook?" she asked as she got up. Logan shook his head. Nah Darlin, we're going out to eat. I need a change of scenery and you look like you need a break from this place too." She nodded. She had just finished preparing for the day's events and was finally satisfied with it. Why shouldn't she get a night off? She thought she had been working her butt off and she needed a little bit of fun. She grabbed her sweater and walked to the garage with Logan following behind her. She could feel his eyes on her which didn't shock her in the least it was Logan after all. What shocked her was how she felt about him checking her out. She felt warm, fuzzy, hot, cold, nervous, confident, brave and even sexy. She turned back to look at him and he turned his eyes away from her ass to look into hers. She blushed and gave him a small smile. He smirked back and walked to his Harley.

"We're going on that?" she asked.

"You got a problem with motorcycles?" he said as he sat on his baby.

"No, I've never been on one." She admitted.

"A night of firsts." He said. She sat behind him holding tight. Logan took off into the night driving to the one place he knew would be opened this late. She felt free. Ororo had never experienced anything like this before. Being on this motorcycle with Logan was amazing. She loved the feeling of the wind whipping her hair and how it felt on her skin. It was just like she was riding the winds! She thought. Being on this motorcycle was totally unexpected from her and she loved every minute of it. Over the years she had began to get closer to Logan. When Jean had died he was there for her. When Scott and the professor had past he was there again. She knew that if there was one person that would always be there it was him. Recently though she had began to see him in a new light. At dinner they would steal glances from each other. When visiting the home of a young mutant a month ago she had shaken hands with the boy's father and she thought she saw Logan give him a hint of a glare and what she thought to be a snarl. Logan had grown a lot over the years and she had come to admire him…ALOT.

"You can let go now Darlin' we're here." He said taking her away from her thoughts. Ororo looked up and saw that they were at a small diner near the highway named Pete's diner.

"Cute" she said as she got off the bike.

"On the outside, but on the inside it's a different story." He grabbed her hand and led her inside. Now she knew what he meant. The place was filled with bikers and truck drivers. She was totally out of place with her attire. She bowed her head as some of the occupants gave her looks. One trucker even gave her a whistle. Logan glared at the man and he quickly turned back to his cup of coffee. Logan led her to a booth and the two sat down. Ororo slumped in her seat.

"No manner's Alan! That's your damn problem no goddamn manners!" yelled a heavy dark waitress to the trucker as she walked up to the two.

"I'm sorry doll; some people just don't know how to treat a lady anymore."

"Yeah well make sure he watches his mouth" Logan said as he continued to glare at the trucker. She nodded.

"Name's Ellen what will you be having?" she asked.

"Coffee and your Thursday special" answered Logan. He turned back around waiting for Ororo's answer. Wonder what she'd order in a place like this he thought.

"Sun dried tomato quinche and green tea for me thanks." Ellen chuckled. Ororo looked back at her then to Logan confused he smiled back at her.

"Honey, we've got nothing like that. That's something the Queen of England might order. Common' put some meat on them bones. Try what your husband's having." Ororo looked to Logan was he blushing?

"I'm not her husband."

"I'm sorry. It's just well the two of you look like one of those opposite couples you know like beauty and the beast. Not that you're ugly or anything but you kinda got that wild man look to you" said the middle aged woman. There was an awkward silence for a while until Ororo interrupted.

"I'll have what he's having."

"Good! I'll tell Mack to get started on it right away." She walked off with a little waddle and Ororo smiled after her.

"Thanks Logan."

"What for?" he asked.

"For taking me away from the institute. I really needed a break". Logan nodded. When the food arrived they ate in silence. She found that talking wasn't necessary with Logan. They could be in a total silence and still feel comfortable with each other's presence. That comfortable silence however quickly changed. A tall truck driver who smelt like he had too much to drink was standing in front of them now he swayed back and forth staring at Ororo, she shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

"Keep walking bub'" said Logan not taking his eyes away from his food as he continued to eat.

"Hey, little lady…how…about you come…with me" said the trucker driver with his slurred voice. Ororo rolled her eyes and continued to eat her breakfast.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" he said angry now. He grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the booth. Logan growled. He touched her; this bastard actually had the nerve to touch her he thought. Logan got up from the booth.

"You got a death wish?" he asked.

"Logan, I can handle this" Ororo cautioned.

"Baby…the question is can you handle me?" he asked as he licked his lips. Ororo forced a smile on her face. She could feel the trucker's grips loosening on her arm. She looked down at that same arm on it was tattooed 'BIG DADDY' typical Ororo thought.

"Is that your truck out there? Big daddy?" she said pointed to the oil tanker in the distance that had the same name. He smiled at her and let go of her arm she smiled and started to walk backwards over to the pie display.

"You know what I hate? Mr. Daddy?" she asked still smiling.

"What's that sweetness?" he asked following her. Ororo grabbed a pie and pushed it onto his faced. The trucker yelled with frustration. Logan smirked with satisfaction.

"I hate men who disrespect women."

"You little bitch!"

"Better watch your mouth" Logan said Ororo could see Logan was dying to retract his claws. The trucker turned to Logan.

"Hey short stop take your whore an-" he was interrupted with a loud boom of thunder then he heard an explosion.

"Hey Joe! Your trucks on fire!" Joe turned around and saw that indeed his truck was on fire. He quickly ran outside and started yelling for someone to call the fire department.

"Darlin' I think we better leave" Logan said, Ororo nodded. They paid the waitress and were back on Logan's Harley. The two remained silent all the way back to the mansion. When they finally got to the garage Ororo was pondering if she should kiss him good night or give him a handshake…a high five? The two stood in an awkward for what seemed like forever.

"Well, night" Logan said as he started to walk away.

"Wait that's it?" She asked. She quickly shut her mouth realizing she had said that out loud. Logan chuckled.

"Well what were you expectin'?"

"I don't know…was this a date?" she blurted out.

"Huh?"

"Goddess I knew I shouldn't have asked. I feel really stupid right now I'm talking like a school girl. I'm sorry that was out of line. Look I'm going on and on and I can't seem to shut my mouth. We're colleagues I understand that we must keep it completely-" Ororo found herself silenced by Logan's lips. She closed her eyes this kiss was the most sensational feeling she had ever felt. Her lips felt as it they were burning and her heart was going a hundred miles and hour. Her stomach felt like it dropped. Her flesh felt was on fire and she enjoyed every minute of it. Logan reluctantly released from the kiss. He placed his forehead against hers.

"Like I said Darlin' a night of firsts"

Present…

"What are you thinking about?" he asked. She smiled back at him. She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"That our first date had to top them all." She smiled. Logan smiled back and he rubbed her hand.

"I was thinking the same thing Darlin.'" Just then Helen had come back with their drinks.

"Ready to order?" she asked. Logan nodded.

"We'll have the special." Logan said smiling up at her. Helen shook her head.

"Do you to ever order anything different?" She said as she walked away. Ororo smiled after her. When Logan was just about to consume his beer his phone rang. Ororo gave him a questioning look. Logan took the phone and saw that the number was their own house's number and picked up.

"Hello? Layla? Thought I told you you're only supposed to call if it was…what?! When?!...What happened?....We're on our way." Logan quickly hung up the phone, paid for the meal, grabbed Ororo's hand and led her to the car.

"Logan what's going on?" She asked as she got in the passenger's side.

"Look at the sky Darlin'" he said as he sped off to the highway. Ororo opened her window and looked into the night sky. What was supposed to be a clear night sky was full of black clouds and she could sense that the wind was picking up and fast.

"Now you can't tell me that's you Darlin'" he said as he sped through the traffic.

"For goddess sake Logan are you trying to kill us?" she yelled as he almost hit an on coming vehicle.

"It's Kaylin." Ororo immediately understood. Her youngest daughter's powers were taking over.

"Layla said they can't calm her down."

"Logan…it's getting worse." She said with fear in her voice. Logan looked back to her hold her hand as her drove and gave it a comforting squeeze.

"I know Darlin'… I know". The whole drive back the two remained silent determined to make it to their children. When they reached their home Logan and Ororo were shocked to find their youngest child crouched on the porch covering her ears with her eyes shut. She was alone.

"Where's the twins?!" yelled Logan over the strong wind.

"Here!" Yelled Connor coming out from behind a big tree with his sister in tow and went to their parents.

"The wind's getting stronger! It's starting to throw things around like a tornado! We called the mansion! Everyone's inside! Ms. Pryde tried to get her to stop but she can't calm her!" yelled Layla. Logan nodded and started to walk over to Kaylin.

"Stay with your mother!" he yelled back. Logan started to walk up to the porch but the closer he got the more he could feel the wind pushing against his body. It took a couple of minutes before he could get to his daughter when he got there he knelt down beside her and hugged her.

"It's ok baby girl. Daddy's got you. Wake up Kaylin. Wake up." He said holding on to her for dear life. Kaylin uncovered her ears and looked up at him with her black eyes.

"Daddy?" she asked. Logan smiled.

"Yeah Darlin' it's me." Kaylin hugged him back and started to cry. Logan could feel the pull of the wind dying down. Logan picked her up and began to soothe her as he rubbed her back. Once the storm had completely died down Ororo, Layla and Connor joined the two. Kaylin had fallen asleep in Logan's arms. Ororo reached out to take her. Logan gently placed the little girl in Ororo's arms and walked up stairs to put her to bed. Logan sighed.

"You guys have a lot of explaining to do."

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They were dead. Connor knew there was nothing stopping his father from murdering him right on the spot. 'Protect your sisters' he had said. They night was going fine until Alex had showed up. Gerard was getting the best of him and he hated it. Now he and his sister were waiting for their father on the porch just to be crucified. Layla was feeling nervous herself. Boys weren't her father's favourite topic. If her father knew Alex came to their house he wouldn't be able to use his left lung.

"Don't tell dad about Alex" she whispered to Connor. He snorted and rolled his eyes.

"Tell me, what do you see in him?"

"He's a good guy…"

"Who fought with your brother and scared your little sister." She was starting to piss him off. Layla was different. Ok fine he thought but couldn't she care a little more about their family's well-being and less about some guy?

"He's an asshole. And Layla if he's not careful I'll tear him a new one." Now she was upset. Connor had always hated every boy she liked but Alex had been the worse. What hurt the most was that the two couldn't get along. Not a second later did the wolverine come out. Logan stood on the porch with a cigar in hand. He said nothing and didn't even look to his children. He surveyed the damaged. It was brutal Connor thought. Earth had been overturned and a tree had been split. Connor sighed and looked over to the other side of their house. Not far off he spotted the over turned tree house his sister, his father and himself had built together. And Layla's first incident…

Thirteen years ago…

"Layla I don't think that's a good idea…" warned a four year old Connor. Connor and Layla had been playing in their new tree house when Layla decided to find out what it was like to fly. Their parents were inside and she thought it was the perfect opportunity to find out. She had climbed up onto the tree which the tree house rested on. She had reached a full foot and half before Connor decided to interject.

"Don't be such a scardy cat Connor! Mommy does it all the time!" She said as she tried to pull herself even higher.

"But Mommy said not to try! Only she can do it cause of her powers!"

"Have you ever heard of genegics? It means if she has them so do I! So I wanna see if I can do it!"

"Layla, Please! We're gonna get into trouble!" Layla ignored him and continued to climb higher.

"Layla! What if you fall?!" He yelled to her. Layla ignored him and struggled to stand on top of the tree trunk. Connor couldn't let his sister go through with it.

"DADDY!" He yelled. Layla glared at him. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She held out her hands and took a step forward. Layla could feel herself…falling? As she fell she heard her mother scream her name then…nothing. She opened her eyes and she looked up to find her father holding her tightly and…crying? Ororo ran over to the two and joined in. Her parents had been crying but..why? Connor had come down from the tree house to join in.

"Layla! What in Goddess' name had possessed you to jump off that tree?" asked Ororo still holding onto the two.

"I wanted to fly like you Mommy. I only wanted to see what it feels like." She replied. Now she felt bad for making her parents worry.

"Layla…you won't get your powers until you're older, you know that."

"I'm sorry…" Now she was on the verge of tears.

"It's ok Layla. Just don't do anything like that again." Logan replied as he wiped away her tears. That was the day Logan had given Connor the speech. He would remember it for the rest of his life.

"Protect your family! Don't let anyone destroy their bond and always look out for your sister." Logan had warned him that if anything were to happen to him Connor would be the man of the house and that was a big responsibility.

Present…

Connor had felt as if now at this moment he had let his father down. He had never let his father down. Just when the two couldn't stand the silence anymore their father spoke.

"Would anyone care to tell me what the fuck happened?" he asked.

"Kaylin can't remember?" asked Layla.

"No! The whole thing scared her shitless she lost control. She can't remember a thing." Layla looked to Connor with pleading eyes. He sighed heavily. He didn't like disappointing his father but she was his twin. They shared a bond that was unbreakable. Sure his father was his hero but the two of them had shared everything. They had shared toys, candy, coloring books, cds, rollerblades, and their mother's stomach even secrets.

"Kaylin thought she saw a monster. We tried to tell her there was no such thing but she was already starting to loose control."

"Really?" asked Logan as he took a puff from his cigar. Layla nodded her head in agreement.

"That was a nice story Connor. How about the two of you stop with the bullshit and tell the truth." He didn't buy it. The two remained silent. He finished his cigar and waited a few more minutes for a response. He didn't get one.

"I see. The two of you can think of an answer to this question for the next month and a half while you're grounded. You guys can help me clean up this mess during your punishment" he said gesturing to their mess of a front yard. They both nodded. Logan went back inside and slammed the door after him.

"Thanks" Said Layla.

"You owe me."

"What do you want?"

"Do my chores while we're grounded and don't go out with Alex. At least not yet…"

"It's gonna happen eventually." She replied.

"Sure." He said and then walked back into their house. Layla sighed and leaned against the banister on the porch before she could react the banister broke and fell on the lawn. The yard was going to need A LOT of work she thought.