A few days later Wolf was almost completely healed from the fight, thanks to a special cream that advanced the healing process that Hank had rubbed into his wounds after knocking him out. However, he felt terrible, and it was getting worse as the day went on.

He had made it through the first class of the day, and he was going to try to make it through the second, but before it even started he bolted outside. He ran on the lawn and flopped down, grabbing handfuls of grass and shoving them into his mouth. He chewed quickly and swallowed, then began to eat more.

"Wolf!" Logan called from the door. He had seen him run out and figured he was trying to skip. "Get back in here! You have class to- What are you doing?"

Wolf looked at him, a few blades of grass sticking out of his mouth. He looked sideways, "I was hungry."

Logan blinked, then rolled his eyes. "Come inside, I'll make you something quickly before your class."

Wolf nodded and slowly got up to follow him to the kitchen. He hoped he'd start feeling better after getting some food.

Logan told Wolf to sit down while he opened the fridge. "What do you want to eat?" he asked, already reaching for a small steak.

There was a pause. "Veggies," Wolf answered quietly.

Logan dropped the steak he had grabbed. He looked at Wolf. "You feelin' ok, Pup?" he asked as he put the steak away and walked over.

He laid his head on the table. "Not really."

Logan felt his forehead. He seemed a little warm, but he could have a different body temperature than most humans because he was part wolf. He held his chin to look at his eyes and see if anything was off.

Wolf began to whimper and pull away.

"Pup, stay still," Logan sighed, pulling him a little closer. His eyes looked clear enough. "Open your mouth so I can see your throat."

Wolf opened his mouth slightly and whined louder, trying to turn his head.

"Wolf!"

"'Tchoo!" Wolf sneezed in his face.

Logan growled and closed his eyes, counting to ten. He wiped his face and picked Wolf up. "We're going to see Hank."

Wolf groaned slightly as Hank shined a light in his eyes, then in his ears, nose, and throat. He sneezed again.

Hank went to take his blood pressure. "How are you not feeling well, Wolf?"

Wolf growled as Hank tried to put the monitor on his arm. He snapped at him.

"Wolf, stop it!" Logan warned, holding him down. He held him still so Hank could finish the other tests.

Wolf whined and tried to squirm away.

Hank looked at Logan. "The last thing I need to check is his temperature."

"So?" Logan looked at him, "Check it and tell me what's wrong with him."

Hank sighed. "When he first came here, I had to examine him to make sure he was healthy and mark down any anomalies in his anatomy due to his mutation. I took a thermal reading. His body temperature is not as high under his arms or in his ears. I can't get an accurate reading from those."

"Ok," Logan said, not liking where this was going.

"And unless you can guarantee that Wolf won't bite the thermometer in half and give himself mercury poisoning, I can't get a reading from his mouth, either."

Logan sighed and sat down on the table. He grabbed Wolf's waist under one arm so that they were both facing the same way, and Wolf was laying on his stomach. He rubbed his head. "Sorry about this, Pup"

"Sorry about what?" he asked nervously and unsuccessfully tried to look over his shoulder as he felt Hank take his pants down. "Oh $h!t!"

Logan set Wolf down in his bed. "Hank says that you probably have a stomach virus. You should sleep the rest of the day and hopefully you'll feel better tomorrow."

Wolf whimpered and curled up.

Logan rubbed his head. "I'm going to go teach my class now, but I'll be back later to check on you. Feel better." He left the room, closing the door behind him.

Wolf sighed and laid down for a few minutes. Then he got the urge to eat more grass. He slowly got himself up and he climbed out his window.

Logan returned after an hour to make sure Wolf was ok. He stared at the empty bed, then rolled his eyes. If the flu didn't kill that Pup, he would. He went outside to track his scent.

He found Wolf laying down, sleeping in the field that he liked to go to. He had been grazing as he had fallen asleep, since there was still grass sticking out of his mouth.

Logan knelt down and shook him. "Wolf, wake up. What are you doing out here?"

Wolf whined and rubbed his eye, then sneezed. "I was hungry and I like it outside."

He rolled his eyes and picked him up. "If you want food, you ask me or someone at the school to get it for you. You need to stay inside and sleep. If I catch you out of bed again, sick or not I'm going to spank you."

Wolf whimpered and rubbed his head against him. "I don't want to stay in bed."

"Too bad," he said. "If you're hungry, I'll get some soup for you to eat."

Wolf groaned.

Logan walked into Wolf's room with a bowl of chicken noodle soup that Storm had heated up for him. He growled. "Wolf!" The boy was nowhere to be seen. He set the soup on his desk, then sniffed the air. At least he was still in the school.

He followed his trail and ended up in his own room. "Wolf?" He saw Wolf's feet sticking out from under his bed. He rolled his eyes and grabbed his ankles, pulling them out. "Wolf, why are you in my room, under my bed? Didn't I tell you to stay in your own bed?"

Wolf looked sideways and rubbed against him, then sneezed. "I didn't want to stay in my room. If I can't go outside, I wanted to be somewhere safe and dark and where no one would bother me and no one ever comes in here except for you"

Logan picked him up. "I don't care, Wolf. I told you to stay, and you didn't." He carried him back to his room and laid him sideways on his bed. He didn't want Wolf's stomach to get upset from him laying over his lap. He swatted his bottom hard.

"Ow!" Wolf groaned and squirmed slightly. He sniffed and sneezed again.

Logan only gave him ten hits because he was sick. "Now, stay in bed or I'll give you a real spanking," he warned.

Wolf sniffed and curled up.

Logan sighed and grabbed the soup, then sat on the bed next to Wolf. "Sit up."

Wolf looked at him and sneezed, then sat up.

Logan helped him eat the soup, since he still hadn't mastered spoons. Then he set the bowl aside. "Get some sleep. I'm going to stay in here to make sure you don't go anywhere this time."

Wolf smiled slightly and curled up against him, then quickly fell asleep.

AUTHOR'S COMMENTS:

To Shadowneko: Yes, I have, but not since I was little

To Henshu: It does sound cunny and fute if that happened :) However, that's not going to fit into my story plan. If you want to, feel free to write the story yourself, just send me a link if you decide to do that. Or send me a PM, we can work something out.

loliteacup: yes

s4ringprk3: No, I'm actually from up north in New England

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