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Logan's steps slowed as he pondered potential threat scenarios, jaw clenched beneath the shadow of his beard. His thoughts scattered at the sudden onrushing of sound. He pivoted, the beast within coiled to strike, in full battle mode, acute hearing straining. The unfamiliar echo at his back unnerving him more than he was comfortable with.

The Wolverine's golden green eyes darted around the cavern, torn between hostility and suspicion. They came to rest on air, ballooning to rise from the depths not three feet from where he stood.

He crouched, fluid, at the water's edge, left brow jacking up a fraction, and inclined his head to watch, silently waiting to see what lay beneath the surface.

The veil of froth parted to reveal Rogue.

He studied her very almost naked hourglass figure, curious, shimmering as the light played across her milky satin skin, long lithe legs still barely treading water. Her hair spilling out around her shoulders, down her back and around her face like ink streaked silver, haloing her in darkness and light. Her arms drifted lazily at her sides.

He saw no sign of blood or injury. And then the most peculiar thing happened…
A tremor touched her smooth marble like lips and a gentle smile of enchantment held him utterly enraptured, claws unwittingly sheathing as he leaned closer still, sharp eyes piercing the mirror of his reflection.

What the hell was she doing here? How had she found this place?

...How long could she hold her breath?

He wasn't exactly a good judge of lung capacity considering he was practically indestructible and therefore couldn't drown. Not permanently, anyway. Unless he jumped in there after her and all that silky, exposed skin was turned on. That might kill him. Plus, he wasn't positive, but there was a pretty good chance that he'd sink. What with a metal skeleton and all...

Hmmm. He'd never met a siren before.

Come on, kid. Come back up…

Any day now.

Maybe she hit her head…

And then took her clothes off? No…

What the hell is she doing? Shit…

Shit, shit, shit… Fuck. I really hate the water…

Logan felt a momentary panic settle in his chest as fractured images of mad scientists and watery graves struck him like lightning, flashing through his mind and launched himself head first into the drink, teeth bared, eyes open and burning like hell as he clawed himself down to her with wide frantic strokes.

*The words ball and chain…*

He was used to moving with a swift, easy grace and virility and the damn water confirmed what he'd feared, slowing him down and dragging him beneath its depths. Too fucking slow... He grimaced and clawed at the water with a desperate fierceness, praying it wasn't deeper than he was tall. Or they'd both drown before he could pull her to safety.

For a moment he thought she was looking back at him and he froze, waiting to see if she would make it out on her own. But then realization wrapped its icy cold hands around his throat, choking him. Her dark gaze had lost all it's mischievous stars, empty, as she drifted.

Logan suddenly moved on instinct, faster than he thought was physically possible and forced himself forward off of the smooth limestone bottom, bracing himself on the balls of his feet. Slipping slightly in his rush, he stretched his arm out recklessly, strong hands circling her waist and dragged her hard back against him, lifting her, and used the same technique to propel them to the surface. He was gasping for oxygen when they broke, her head lolling to the side in the crook of his neck as he spit water, grateful she'd be close enough to the middle he could touch and finally pulled her to the steps, cradling her protectively against his body, heart hammering. She seemed so small… And so cold.

He fell to his knees when they were free of the stairwell and laid her down, straightening her still body carefully. He tilted her head back and dragged in a deep breath and gave it to her, praying to feel the tug of her power trading his life for hers. Anything...

She didn't move.

"Marie! ...Marie! Shit, kid… Open your eyes. Come on…" he shook her slightly. "Open your fuckin' eyes, Marie. Damn it, breathe! Just breathe." Logan started CPR. "Damn it. Open your eyes! Please..."

He pumped her chest, grimacing, his anguish almost overcoming his control as he tried to reign in his strength in fear of snapping her fragile bones, but desperate to bring her back reguardless.

"Don't you fuckin' do this to me! Do you hear me? Don't you fuckin' dare do this to me. Come on..." he exhaled into her lungs again and compressed harder, faster. In. Out. In. Out. Breathe. Breathe. His heart refused to believe what his mind was telling him…

"Please. Stay with me... Come on."

Her chest expanded with his air once again and Logan bowed his head, resting his forehead against hers, squeezing his eyes shut, brows drawn together in an agonized expression as he felt her throat for a pulse. He took her chin in his hand. So small in his hand…

Reflected light glimmered over her delicately carved features like beams of icy radiance. She looked serene and beautiful. He dropped a soft barely there kiss to her blue lips, hot tears falling on her cheeks, and bit back the deep sob that ripped apart his insides. He shook his head and swallowed hard, rocking back.

"Shit, kid. Fuck!"

He slammed his fist into the ground over and over, his other cradled her in his lap as he trembled, buried in the thickness of her hair.

"I'm sorry, kid. I'm so fuckin' sorry…"

Without warning her shoulders jerked and she heaved, rolling to her side where she rested on Logan's thighs, as water purged from her fiery lungs and rough coughs racked her body.

"Holy shit. Marie! There ya go, baby, let it all out. It's ok." He slapped her heartily on the back. She took deep breaths until she was strong enough to raise her head, bleary eyed. "It's ok. Your ok. I got ya." After a moment she curled into him gasping for air and shaking, teeth chattering. Her breasts rose and fell under her labored breathing. He could feel her heart thudding against his own.

"Logan?" she rasped in a raw and broken whisper.

He let out a half hysterical laugh.

"Shhh. Hey, ya, I got ya. It's ok."

He closed his eyes.

Author's Note: Sorry it took forever. This chapter kinda turned into 3. Aaaand it sorta confused me lol. My own thoughts, go figure. But anywho, PLEASE review anyway! I'm starved for reviews. Poor me lol and stay tuned for lots more! P.S. LOVE ya'll! :)