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It took quite a while for Blair to actually realize who the figures were. She blamed exhaustion for her lack of response, but she did finally recognize them….
Logan and Gambit were entering the town.
Blair's eyes slowly widened as she registered how completely blessed she was. Logan was bound to notice his brother standing merely a few yards away from him.
She could scarcely hear him and Gambit's conversation.
"…I want to get some food at the diner," she heard Gambit say with intense irritation.
"Will it help you think clearly?" Logan spat in an equally irritable tone.
"It should…" Gambit's features shifted to hopefulness. "'Kay…I'll get some food. You want anything?" he asked, with a fake attempt at being polite.
"Water," Logan growled. "That's it. Nothing else. I'll hang out here for now…."
"Fine by me," murmured Gambit, turning his back on Logan and trotting into the hut-sized diner.
Logan, from what Blair could tell, was sweating immensely. Well, it was rather hot outside…. He paced over to the nearest tree to seek some shade. The tree was about two yards from the gas station…. What would Victor do to her if she called for him…?
She didn't know whether or not it would be worth the risk. Victor would probably quite literally rip her head off if she called for him…but it didn't seem that Victor had noticed his brother yet, nor had Logan noticed Victor yet. So if she called for him…maybe he could get over in time….
Victor finished filling up the car, which caused Blair to panic, especially after he sat back down in the driver's seat and started the ignition.
"Uh…wait!" she pleaded, glancing out the window at Logan every few moments.
Victor dropped his hands from the steering wheel. "What?" he snapped.
"I…uh…" Blair stammered. She didn't know what to say, she was just desperate to stall him. "My power!" she exclaimed, a thought occurring in her mind. "My power…" she repeated slowly, "it doesn't work on you…" she continued thoughtfully.
"And…?" Victor persisted, annoyed.
"Well…why?" Blair clarified anxiously.
Victor smirked a little. "Stryker gave me something that prevents other mutant's powers from having any affect on me," he explained indifferently.
"Oh…uh…interesting…." Blair glanced at Logan for a mere second. He still hadn't seemed to have noticed her nor Victor. "Erm…I'm thirsty…."
"Too bad," Victor mumbled, putting his hands back on the steering wheel.
"No, wait!" Blair persisted hurriedly.
"What?" Victor snarled impatiently.
"I just—" Blair cut herself off as she noticed Victor tightening his grip on the steering wheel and starting to drive. She needed to call Logan now or lose her chance….
"Lo-gannn!" she screeched pleadingly.
Logan suddenly became very cognizant. He looked around the gas station parking lot and noticed Victor and Blair in the car only a few yards away from him….
"Blair?" he gasped.
Victor turned to Blair sharply. "Did you just say—" He interrupted himself when there was a harsh ripping sound coming from outside the car. Logan was tearing the door off. Once it was fully off and thrown across the parking lot, he glared loathingly at Victor.
Victor smirked and stared at his brother. "The door was unlocked, Jimmy," he said, chuckling. "Ah…whatever. It's not my car, anyway."
"Shut up!" snarled Logan. "Let Blair go now and I won't rip your head off…hmm…actually, I still will…but you have to let her go anyway."
"You should know me better than that, little bro," Victor replied slyly, seizing Blair by the arm and yanking her into the front seat.
"Get off of her!" shouted Logan, fury blazing in his eyes.
"Why don't you make me, Jimmy?" sneered Victor. He got out of the car, pulling Blair with him.
"Ouch!" yelped Blair. "Ouch—kick his—OUCH—ass, Logan!" she said enthusiastically as her eyes began to water.
Logan clenched his fists in utter rage and stared Victor dead in the eyes. "Let. Her. Go," he repeated for the last time.
Victor let out a sort of low, maniacal chuckle and shoved Blair into the side of the car. He kept one hand on her neck and the other hanging limply at his side. "Make me," Victor challenged.
Logan's face reddened and his claws erupted from his hands. "Victor—!" He was about to say something else, but his anger seemed to have gotten the better of him. He propelled at his brother, arms outstretched, screaming in rage. He ended up striking Victor right in the chest, impelling him across the parking lot and into the unpaved street.
Blair stared up at Logan, gasping. Victor had had her by the neck awfully tight. She collapsed to the ground, her whole body aching as if she'd been trampled repeatedly.
"Hey," Logan panted, "you okay?"
Blair nodded unconvincingly. "I'm…" she hesitated, "well, I've been better…" she corrected truthfully.
"I can see that," Logan said, smiling weakly. At that very second, Logan felt a sharp pain in his side, and he went hurdling across the opposite side of the parking lot and into the diner wall.
Victor was standing next to the car again, already completely healed. He chuckled and said, "You can do better than this, Jimmy…. Well I hope, at least…." He smirked and turned to Blair. "When I get finished with Jimmy, you're really going to get it."
"I'm so scared," Blair said sarcastically with a disrespectful smile.
Before Victor had a chance to do anything else, Logan had healed entirely from smacking into the wall and had Victor pinned to the ground with his claws at his neck.
Victor chortled and simply said, "What, are you gonna kill me, Jimmy? You're not supposed to kill family."
"That's a bit hypocritical, isn't it?" Logan responded furiously. "And I don't think your supposed to kill your brother's girlfriend, either."
"That girl made you soft," snarled Victor. "I did you a favor."
"No you didn't!" screamed Logan, thrusting his claws at Victor's neck.
However, Victor shoved Logan briskly off of him before his claws could slit his throat.
Logan snarled, setting himself up to charge at Victor again, when Gambit emerged from the diner with a hamburger and a bottled water in his hands.
"Whoa…" His eyes widened. "What did I miss? I was in there for, what, ten minutes?"
"Don't talk!" growled Logan. "Fight!"
Victor's eyes darted back and forth between Logan and Gambit. "Hmm…" he mumbled curiously. "Maybe I should go…."
"Afraid to lose?" mocked Logan, his eyes still glinting with malicious fury.
"No," Victor said shortly, his eyes narrowing. "I should really report some…information to Stryker. But I'll be back…" He paused and glanced at Gambit, Logan and Blair each for a second each before concluding with, "and I'm coming after all of you…."
"We're terrified," Gambit mumbled vaguely from beside Logan.
Logan glared at Victor furiously. "Do you expect me to just let you walk away when this is my chance to kill you?"
"Yeah," Victor said immediately. "Well…I won't be walking…so much as running. Walking just isn't my thing…."
"NO!" shouted Logan, but Victor had already taken off, sprinting down the dirt road at top speed. "NO!" Logan repeated loudly, tears of pure fury arriving in his eyes. For a split second, he set himself up to run after him…but it would be a waste of time…. Victor would out run him anyway, and Blair needed help….
"You'll get him next time…" Gambit murmured reassuringly.
"I wanted to get him now," Logan barked viscously, wiping the tears of fury in his eyes away with his sleeve.
"Well…uh…you should—" Gambit's eyes trailed absently over to Blair who was huddled next to the car, whimpering in pain. "Yikes…that looks bad." He went over to her. "You all right?"
"Well…" Blair said in a tortured voice, "I'm aching all over, bleeding, exhausted, need a shower, thirsty, and starving…but all right."
Logan came over shortly after Gambit had. "Hungry? Ah…" He snatched the hamburger and bottled water out of Gambit's hands and handed them to Blair. "There you go," he mumbled.
Gambit's eyes trailed bitterly over to Logan. "Thanks for stealing my food…." he mumbled.
"Don't be selfish," Logan warned him. "Look at her!" He gestured to Blair, bleeding and beastly-looking, on the ground. "You need some help up?" he added, reaching his hand out to help Blair up.
"No!" screamed Blair, wincing and dropping the food. "Don't touch me. Seriously. Don't," she said warningly.
"What's the matter?" Logan riposted curiously. His expression seemed a lot softer than it had been a moment ago when he had been speaking to Victor….
"Uh…your power…it's keeping me alive. It's been keeping me alive. If I touch you again, it'll go away…and I'll bleed to death…" she explained horrifically.
"Shit," murmured Logan, his eyes widening in horror. "We have to get you to a hospital before my power wears off or—" He swallowed hard and turned to Gambit. "Is there a hospital around here?"
"Uh…uh…I dunno," Gambit said truthfully. "We need to ask someone in the diner…."
"Well, go ask," Logan shouted, shoving him towards the diner.
Gambit mumbled something that neither Blair nor Logan could understand and stomped off.
"How're we supposed to get you to the hospital if you can't walk and neither of us can carry you without your, well actually, my power that you stole…disappearing?" Logan questioned Blair suddenly.
"I…dunno…" Blair replied unknowingly, shaking her head. She thought that, perhaps, she could attempt to walk…but she would slow them down so much that the power would be gone long before they arrived at the hosptial.
"How much longer do you think my power will last?" Logan added worriedly.
"Eight hours or so…maybe…."
Logan seemed to relax a little knowing that they had more time than he would've guessed, but he also knew how fast time could fly….
Gambit came out of the diner a moment later, his expression still slightly grim. "There's a hospital about an hours time away from here."
"All right," Logan murmured. "How are we supposed to get her there?"
Gambit snorted and rolled his eyes. "Here's an idea," he said, mocking both Logan and Blair. He tapped his knuckles on the door of the car Victor had left behind. "Why don't we drive her?"
Logan smiled stupidly, feeling like a moron and said to Blair, "Think you can get into the car by yourself?"
Blair smirked. "I think I can manage," she said reassuringly. "But let's just pray that no one falls out of the car on the way to the hospital…seriously, you didn't have to rip the door off…" her voice trailed off and she giggled strangely and helped herself into the back of the car.
"My bad," Logan said sarcastically, smiling and sitting down in the drivers seat. Thankfully, the car keys were in the ignition.
Gambit positioned himself next to Blair in the back seat. "Well, let's get out of here…" he said eagerly. "I'm still starving, and Blair trashed my food…." He smiled at Blair to inform her that he was just joking, then Logan began his drive down the dirt road.
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