Sorry it took so long but here it is. The song for this chapter is Broken by Lifehouse. don't start it till I say. It's in there when to start it.
Disclaimer: I Don't Own X-men/Wolverine I never will. sad face.

I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name I find meaning

They were all waiting in line at the movies to by tickets. Brooke was already wanting to get back to the mansion and they still had to sit through this movie. Why she agreed to help she wasn't sure, but she had and now she was stuck watching another suck ass vampire movie that had her wanting to slit her throat.

She looked over at Trixie who was actually excited about the movie. "Did I tell you that I hate you sometimes?"

Trixie rolled her eyes. "No you don't. You love me. You're just not sure how to show it." she said teasingly.

"All I wanna do is go back to the mansion and-" she stopped short and got a bad feeling in her stomach.

"Sparky?" Trixie questioned. "You okay?"

"Something's wrong." she said, not looking at Trixie.

Brooke's phone rang and Trixie jumped.

"Hello?"

"Brooke! It's Tony, listen I don't know what happened, but whatever it is, it's not good." the tone of his voice panicked her slightly. He sounded frantic.

"What? What are you talking about? Slow down. What's wrong?"

She heard him take a breath before answering. "It's Logan. Something happened and you need to get back here."

Her heart pounded and she felt anxiety rising up in her chest. "Tell me what the fuck is going on, Stark!"

"Calm down, Sparky. That's just it I don't know what happened. Just get back here."

"I'm on my way."

She shoved her phone in her pocket and took off, pushing her way through the crowd. She didn't even hear Jean and Trixie yelling at her. She was in autopilot. She jumped on her bike, having refused to ride on the bus with the others and drove like a mad women back to the mansion. She nearly killed herself several times on the drive back, earning several honks from the cars around her.

She came to a screeching halt in front of the mansion and bolted inside. "Tony!" she shouted. "Logan?"

Tony appeared in one of the door ways.

She looked at him and threw her hands up in appall. "What the fuck is going on?!"

"Were you pregnant, Sparky?"

The fight in her seemed to have diminished slightly at that. "What?" she asked in a small voice.

"Were. You. Pregnant?" he repeated carefully.

She looked confused as all hell. "Wha- Why do you- Why does it matter?"

"Cause he thinks you were. And he thinks he killed the baby."

"What?!"

"I'd really appreciate if you would use words other than 'what' cause I'm not really sure what is happening right now, so I can't answer your 'whats' or 'whys'. I was really hoping you could do that."

"I- he didn't- fuck." She bent down and put her hands on her knees. She could barely think straight, and her breaths were coming in quick and shallow. How could he think he killed their baby.

"Sparky listen to me, you need to breathe... Were you pregnant?"

She looked up and her eyes were watery. "Yes... But Logan didn't- he didn't kill the baby."

"Well he sure as hell thinks he did."

"What happened? What brought this on?"

"I don't know. We were in the kitchen and one of the kids came in. She started crying talking about a butterfly. He seemed fine until she said another kid killed it."

Her brows came together in confusion. That didn't make sense.

"Then when the kid left he freaked. Said you were pregnant and he killed it."

"Where is he?"

"Fuck if I know. He said he had to go."

"And you fucking let him?!" she shouted at him.

"Like I could fucking stop him!" he shouted back. "Besides I ran after him, but he was already gone."

"Shit." she cursed, and flung a stack of books off a table. "I gotta find him."

And just like that she was gone again.

She checked all the local bars, tried his cell. Nine times. She checked the hotels, she looked everywhere she though he might be. She couldn't stop the anxiety in her chest. She took a deep breath and slid down the side wall of an alley. She pulled out her cell phone and tried him one more time. This time she left a message.

"Logan... Logan, I swear to God if you ran off and aren't coming back because of what you thinkyou did, I'll fucking rip your goddamn dick off. I swear I'll do it. I need to know where you are Logan. I need you to answer your motherfucking phone and I need you to trust me..." she took a shaky breath and a tear slid down her cheek as she hung up.

She wiped it away, angry at herself. Her head shot up and her eyes got wide. There was one more place she could look.

The drive there seemed to take a day more than the hour it actually took. She figured maybe he would go to the lake. He seemed to like it last night and it was the last place she could think of.

The tightening in her chest diminished somewhat when she saw him pacing by the lake. It was cold and he appeared to have lost his shirt somewhere, cause it sure as hell wasn't on him.

His head snapped in her direction she he smelt her. She had to hold back a gasp at the intensity in his gaze. His eyes were yellow and he looked like an animal gone rogue.

***Start Song***

She took a slow step towards him. "Logan?"

She saw a tremor run through him and he shook his head in attempt to clear it. "Logan." she tried again, taking another step.

"No." he growled. "Stay back."

"Logan, just-"

"No, goddamn it!" he shouted, and started pacing again.

"Wolverine." she tried softly.

He stopped short and snapped his head towards her again. He was sweating which made her worry considering it was practically freezing.

"Hey there, big guy." she said, getting even closer.

He held up a hand. "No wait. Don'- Don't. I can't hurt you. I won't."

"If you won't, then I can come closer."

"No! Stay back I-" he growled at her again.

"You won't hurt me." she said calmly cutting him off.

He shook his head frantically. She had never seen him look so panicked and it scared her. She wasn't scared for her, she was scared for him. She knew he wouldn't hurt her.

"You can't say that! I already did once. How do you know I won't do it again." his voice was a low growl and he sounded confused and scared.

"You never hurt me, love." now she was just a few feet away from him.

He took a step back. "Don't fucking lie to me! I know I hurt you. I see it. I remember. I- I killed our-"

"No." she said firmly, stepping into his space. "Logan-"

"No I'm not Log-"

"Yes. You are." she said cutting him off again. "You're in there, I know you are... You're both in there, and I need both of you to listen to me, okay?"

He tried to take a step back, but she grabbed his belt loops and took herself with him.

"Logan. Please, baby... please listen."

His eyes flashed brown for a brief second. "That's it, love. You're okay. It's okay." she put her hand on his chest and rubbed it.

She felt the tension ease ever so slightly from his body, but another tremor ran through him.

She moved her hand up to the back of his neck, and pushed his forehead to hers. He closed his eyes. "Look at me." she waited, but his eyes remained closed. "Baby, I need you to look at me." her voice shook and she was on the verge of tears.

He felt his chest tighten at the sound of her voice shaking. It hurt him that she was hurting. He didn't know what to do. He was scared of hurting her, yet all he wanted to do was hold her. His mind was clouded and he wasn't completely aware of what was going on. The Wolverine was in complete control and he was confused as all hell.

He wanted to listen to her, and her voice was calming him, as was her touch. He slowly opened his eyes to look at her.

"There ya' go. Now listen to me. Can you do that." her voice was soft and her eyes were still watery. He slowly nodded and she continued. "You. Did not. Hurt me." she said firmly. "I need you to understand that."

"But I saw it. I remember." He sounded panicky again, and she didn't like it.

"You remember wrong. You wouldn't hurt me. I promise you, you won't. You didn't kill our baby. It was one of the guards, it wasn't you." her breath was quickening. She was reliving it, and it wasn't easy. It was something she had never done. Something she had never even told Trixie. She hadn't talked about it since him.

"You have to remember, big guy. Please." Her voice cracked and a tear rolled down her cheek. "You held me that night. You held me and we cried together. It's not your fault, and I-" she cut off and let out a sob before she could continue. "I need you to remember because, I can't lose you! I can't. And you can't leave me... I- I can't do it. I won't live without you because- because now that I have you back and you're alive, I..."

***Flashback***

She was sitting on the mattress with her knees pulled to her chest. Logan walked into the cell, and stopped short, sniffing the air.

"What happened." he asked, frantically.

She closed her purple eyes for a second. "Hanson. He killed it." she said it so quietly he barely heard her.

Flash*

"I couldn't stop him." her voice was quiet, and cracked. "I tried. But I couldn't. I knocked the knife out of his hand, but I wasn't quick enough, I-"

"No." he growled softly. "There was nothin' you could do. Do you understand me? This isn't your fault." his voice cracked and a tear ran down his face.

"Do you understand me?" he asked softer.

She nodded and a few tears fell. He kissed them away, and gathered her up in his arms.

"We're gonna get out of here, I promise."

Flash*

"I just want it to be over. I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired" she whispered, her voice cracking.

"I know, baby. Me too."

It took them both a while to fall asleep that night. They both cried quietly holding each other, mourning the loss a child they never knew.

***End Flashback***

"Logan." she cried. His eyes went completely brown and the tears ran down his face freely.

He raised a hand to her face and wiped away the tears, as tears of his own slid down his cheeks.

He leaned in and kissed her. "I'm not goin' anywhere, Angel. I'm right here." he pulled her into him, and they held on to each other like they were each afraid the other would disappear. "I'm so sorry, baby." he whispered.

He was shaking, the cold now starting to get to him. She pulled back and grabbed his face. "You didn't do anything wrong, love."

"Then why do I feel like such a monster."

"You're not a monster." she whispered shaking her head. "You're the only thing that kept me alive in that place. If it weren't for you that fucking experiment would've killed me, and if you leave me now that I have you here in front of me and we're free... I won't make it. I won't. So know matter what you did or what you think you did, I don't give a shit. Okay? I don't care. All I care about is that you're alive and here with me."

"I don't know if I can do this." he said softly. "I don't know if I can be what you need. If I can be-"

"Logan..." she ran her hand through his hair and shook her head. "I don't need you to be anything. I just need you."

His shaking had grown worse. "I'm falling apart, baby. I'm broken."

"Then I'll fix you."

He looked at her sadly. "You deserve better... than me."

"I don't. There is no one better than you. Not for me."

"I don't even know who I am."

"You know who you are. You just have to remember."

His grip tightened on her.

"Come on, big guy. We need to get you inside, it's freezing out here. Where's your shirt?"

"Funny thing... I don't really know where I took it off... or why I took it off for that matter."

"I have a cabin a few miles south, we'll go there, start a fire. You're freezing."

"Ya' gotta admit I'm pretty hot though." he winked at her.

She grinned at him and stood up and he followed suit. She took his hand and led him towards the cabin.

"You're sense of humor is wonderful, might I say." she said.

"As is yours my darling." He could be funny and charming even when he was freezing cold, and having just cried their eyes out. Giving he wasn't like that with anybody else, or really when anybody else was around it was nice that he could act playful. At least when he was around her.

He couldn't guarantee that he could be what she deserved but he was sure as hell going to try. He'd never felt anything like he felt when he was with her, and he didn't plan on giving it up.

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