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Chapter 4
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Author’s Notes: I’m really sorry to have made you wait so long but sadly I don’t have much free time, I hope to be able to post more often and I will try to make the story shorter.
The following days were very interesting, the lessons with different professors, and obviously the most interesting ones were those with Professor Xavier.
Today Lucille luckily had no class with Professor Xavier. Luckily because she would be fantasizing about him for the whole hour, which she already does throughout the day.
It’s 7pm and Lucille makes her way to the professor’s office to start another lesson of genetics.
To be honest, she finds this situation quite heavy because she has a big crush on him but there’s nothing but student-professor relationship. She wants more but she doesn’t know how. He’s ten years older than her and she feels so embarrassed at times and wouldn’t even know where to start. She doesn’t know how to flirt and the professor would certainly prefer a girl of his same age.
Lucille knocks on the door and the professor opens it immediately.
“Good evening!” he says with that fucking smile of his, leaning on the side of the door.
They look at each other for a few seconds until she gets inside.
“Good evening professor.”
“Um… Lucille, we’ve been studying together for a while now so please call me Charles. I’m tired of the formalities.”
Although he actually loves when she calls him "professor”.
“Only here obviously…”
What was happening ???
“O-okay Charles.” he says shyly.
He smiles at her and the lesson begins.
The atmosphere was somewhat different for both of them. She felt confused that the professor asked her to call him by his name and he felt like he did something inappropriate.
In her head her thoughts are unstoppable and from time to time Charles listens to some of them, enough to interrupt himself while speaking. Lucille has always been quiet enough but today she was more silent. Same thing for Charles. The embarrassment was overwhelming them.
She heads down on the book to avoid his gaze because he does nothing but look at her, probably to read her mind. But he often does it just to look at her, she is so beautiful.
“I can’t take it anymore, he’s so sweet with me… He probably is with everyone, I should stop fantasizing”.
He starts stammering.
“Lucille you can’t fall in love with your professor stop it! …But his hands are so delicate…”
She fell in love with him.
He keeps talking with difficulty knowing he is depriving himself of something they both want.
He goes back a bit because he forgot what he was saying. He can’t take his eyes off her.
“M-mutation took us from single celled organisms… t-to b-being the dominant form of r-reproductive life… on… the…”
He can’t resist anymore. Charles rests his soft lips on hers, feeling his mind free from everything for the first time. He had never felt like this before.
Lucille, too, is kind of bewitched but Charles isn’t using any of his powers and mind controls. It’s love. Just love. Something she has always wanted to feel.
They move away, for a few seconds giving sweet looks to each other and then kissing again. This time with more passion but always very timidly.
After a few seconds they move away again. They keep looking at each other and then both look down.
Lucille doesn’t know what to do, she still feels a very strong emotion inside her but she doesn’t know whether to pretend like nothing happened or to say something. But what? That she loves him? After such a short time?
Charles, like her, blushed, perhaps more than her. He lost control and kissed her. He almost trembles from embarrassment. He’s unable to speak, he’s literally petrified.
“Um… I-I’m-” Charles tries to say something.
Lucille tries to look at him but she’s too ashamed.
“I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t wan-“
“I-It’s okay.” she says with a faint voice.
“Really, I didn’t want to, I’m so sorry!”
“It’s okay, don’t worry.”
A few moments of silence.
“I think for today’s enough.” says Charles.
“Yeah, so do I.”
She takes her books and stuff quickly to reach the door. Charles reaches her and opens the door for her.
They want to look at each other but shame prevails them. They both are looking down.
“So… have a nice night, see you in the morning…” his soft voice came back.
She gives Charles a little smile and goes away quickly.
The door closes. He feels so guilty. Guilty for ruining their relationship, guilty for not being able to control himself, guilty for doing this with the student he cares the most. The one he cares the most for a reason.
Why she left like that? Charles tought she felt something for him, he was in her mind, he knows what she thinks about him, she wanted that kiss just as much as he did.
He can’t sleep. In the middle of the night Charles is still thinking about that kiss and what happened after. He smiles when he thinks again about her soft lips but that smile last like three seconds.
How should he deal with her now? Should he stop seeing her in the afternoon? Does he have to pretend that nothing ever happened?
This is not what he wants.
This is not what they both want.
The next morning, the bell rings…
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Chapter 3
Stay
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She still doesn’t believe she ended up in a mutant school and was offered a kind of study date by the professor she has a crush on. Everything happened so hastily and she sincerely believes that the professor’s offer is more kindness than interest towards her.
It’s time to go. It’s 7 o'clock, Lucille goes towards the professor’s office. She knocks and immediately the door opens.
“Damn you’re on time!” he says with his usual smile.
Actually it’s perhaps one of the few times Lucille arrives on time, but, she would do anything for him.
“Please, come in!”
It’s quite welcoming, but she can’t calm down. Also it seems the professor likes her skirt but he tries not to look at her for too long because he doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
“It’s nice here!”
“It is, right?” he replies.
After sitting down, the professor stops the lesson after a few minutes.
“I know it can be boring but from mutant to mutant I recommend you learn these things.“
He really called her mutant. She stops for a moment.
“I actually find it interesting. Everything’s new to me but it’s pleasant to listen to you.”
She can’t have said it out loud.
“Oh really?” he laughs and puts two fingers on his temple.
“We should continue.”
Lucille follows the lesson carefully, or so it seems; he makes sure that she understands him, often giving her a few glances up and down.
The lesson is almost over. Since it’s the first one he prefers not to go on or he would risk boring her for real.
“That’s enough for today. I see you tired.”
“I am a little bit, but I’m fine.”
“Come here.” He takes her hand and makes her sit on the sofa, he sits next to her. “Tell me about yourself.” He takes two glasses and opens the champagne. “We have to celebrate, there is a new beautiful mutant in my school.”
Lucille smiles.
“Well there isn’t much to say, actually nothing. I’m just a girl with powers that are ruining my life but beside that I think everything is okay…”
“Oh no don’t say that! I could understand that you don’t understand them but I’m here to help you with that. I promised. I would like to know what you like and if you like being here.”
“There isn’t much to say, again. I just like to be on my own reading books, I love when it rains and yes, for now I really like being here… Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome! And you will be amazed but I like to be on my own too; I read a lot, I write theses and stuff like that, I concentrate and use my powers and I love when it rains too, I find it… romantic.”
A few moments of silence.
“You should be happy, you know? Your powers are truly exceptional, if you work hard you can learn to know them and dominate them!”
She feels better already.
“Plus you’re the sweetest and most beautiful mutant I’ve ever seen.” he smiles again, gently touching a lock of her hair with two fingers.
Lucille blushes completely and tries to avoid his gaze.
“It’s dinner time, we should go!” she says trying to stop the awkward moment.
“Oh yes, but I think I’ll stay here, I have tests to grade.”
“Okay… thank you very much.”
“No problem, I’ll be here if you need.”
He gently walks her to the door, says goodnight and they both think all night about what just happened.
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Chapter 2
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Summary|Chapter 1|Chapter 2 | Chapter 3
Lucille has been here for two days now, she met some people and the professor gave her some time before letting her attend the lessons because he wanted her to think about it without pressure.
It’s 9 in the morning, the genetics lesson is about to begin, almost all the students are in their seats, including the professor who is waiting for everyone to arrive to start the lesson, another group of teenagers enter the classroom when among them the professor notices a new face. He smiles. It’s her.
Lucille starts looking for an empty seat.
Embarrassed, she tries to avoid the professor’s gaze but she just can’t help it. He smiles at her, she blushes and lowers her head to her books pretending to look for the chapter of the day’s lesson.
“I’m glad you’re here”
She suddenly hears a voice in her head. She looks around her like she was mad. The professor smiles again but this time Lucille doesn’t notice.
During the lesson they’re all busy taking notes while she can’t take her eyes off him, she loves hearing him talk, especially in that professional way. To tell the truth, she has always had a thing for cultured men, and for women too…
The lesson is now over, the professor assigns the homework and lets the students go away. As everyone gets their books and stuff, she hears that voice in her head again.
“Wait”
Lucille recognizes his voice, she turns to the professor who looks at her. She stays there in shock until everyone leaves.
The professor approaches the door and closes it slowly. Her heart is beating fast, aware that she obviously has a crush on him.
“So, am I a good teacher?”
She doesn’t know whether to say yes or whether to say that the whole time she has done nothing but imagine kissing him. He laughs softly.
“Were you in my head?”
“Yes I was”
“What are you?”
“Well, first of all, I’m an excellent teacher, then I’m also a telepath, I can communicate with my mind and I can make people do what I want.”
Why hide from her the fact that he can also read minds? …Maybe because deep down he loves hearing her thoughts about him and he don’t want to deprive himself of all of that.
“Sit down please” he says, “I want to offer you something, you’re free to say no but I think it’s good for you to accept…”
“What is it?”
“Okay so… since you weren’t here in the previous classes I wanted to help you study personally. You know, I teach genetics, philosophy and literature, I don’t think it will be easy for you to do everything by yourself”
“Oh… y-yes, thank you, I’d love to!”
“Then I’ll wait for you in my office tomorrow evening.”
Everything stops.
“In your office?!”
“Yes, students always tend to make a mess in the hallways, I would like a place more reserved to stay with you.”
Is this really happening or is she imagining it all? — Which she hopes — A thousand thoughts invade her head, she can no longer stop.
“I hope you enjoy the other lessons, have a nice day!”
What just happened?! Lucille doesn’t want to get weird ideas but she can’t think of anything else.
[…]
The following day passes very slowly; during the lessons Lucille did nothing but glance at the professor and vice versa, anxiously waiting for their meeting.
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Chapter 1
Stay
Author’s Notes: English isn’t my first language so if there are mistakes, forgive me. I will do my best to write correctly.
She’s only seventeen, her powers are so strong but also uncontrollable. She’s the only one in her family who’s “special”, she’s alone and no one is able to help her… for now…
Years spent looking for the right person, until one day, watching tv, she sees a blue human being surrounded by hundreds of people, including police and soldiers. Moments later she realizes it’s not a movie, it’s the news. Incredulous, she sees this nonhuman figure transform back into a beautiful blonde girl. She starts asking herself a thousand questions; she realizes that she’s not the only one.
This comforts her.
She rushes into her room, turns on the computer and starts looking for this girl so she thinks “what if she could tell me what I am? if she could help me understand, help me learn how to manage my powers?“. She can’t find her in any way so she thinks right after it’s not a good idea. She has never met other nonhumans, she doesn’t know if they’re good or bad. Afraid of the idea she gives up.
The following days she doesn’t stop thinking about it; lying on her bed she hears knocking on her door which opens immediately afterwards.
“Honey, you’ve been like this for days, you need someone to help you. I would gladly do it, you know, but I don’t know how. Find that girl.”
“Mom, I’m afraid”
“We’re all afraid of what we don’t know, but fears must also be faced. You know that you have the support of the whole family but we also want you to be fine. Since you told me about it, I’ve done some research too and I found someone who can help you. That girl lives in a mutant school, there’s a certain professor who created all of this, you should try to visit them”.
“Mutants?! There are others?”
“Many others.”
She, shocked, doesn’t know what to say so she remains silent thinking.
“I’ve already talked to your father. Obviously he agrees too that you go there and have a look.“
She doesn’t say anything, she looks at her mother as if she could give her another simpler advice out of nowhere and solve her situation. Her mother smiles at her then takes her hand.
“You know we will always be here for you. Always.”
She leaves the room and Lucille realizes that her mother has left a card in her hand.
“Xavier’s School for gifted youngsters”
Why not give it a try?
The next day, after spending the night thinking about it, she finally decides to go and visit the school. After a long taxi ride Lucille finally arrives in front of an already open gate as if someone were there waiting for her. She looks up and sees a huge building in front of her, almost like a castle. Intrigued, she walks towards the school.
She knocks on the door and immediately they open it.
“Hi, can we help you?”
“Hi, um… yes… I’m looking for the professor”
“Come in, I’ll go call him”
Waiting for him she shyly wanders around the hall when suddenly she hears a voice behind her.
“Hello”
At the sound of the voice she turns around, crossing blue eyes, so bright they seem transparent.
“Lucille Quinn, right? I’m Professor Xavier, Charles Xavier. ”
He approaches to her to shake their hands.
“…Yes, but how-“
“Oh don’t worry, I saw you coming” he says smiling.
That smile embarrasses her, but somehow it was pleasant.
“Can you make me normal again?”
He get close to her.
“No. There’s nothing abnormal in you. Don’t think you’re weird, you’re not. You have a gift that makes you special. Don’t let people judge you.”
He’s so good to her. He understands her. At those words she feels something she had never felt before. She feels good. She looks intensely into his eyes and thinks about how beautiful they are, how relaxing the sound of his voice is.
Seconds after he blushes, a sweet smile lands on the professor’s face, he too was looking into her eyes, her big green eyes.
Suddenly the professor starts talking again.
“Um… I-I can help you control your powers. The best choice would be to stay here with me- US! With us. You have nothing to fear, you’re safe here”.
But there is still something that stops her; she looks at the professor looking for an answer to give him.
“Alright, think about it” he turns and starts walking slowly towards his office. “We will always be here if you change your mind.”
“Wait!”she shouts before the professor is too far away. “Fine”she says softly “promise me you will help me” she says raisingher eyebrows showing her concern.
“I will” he promised giving her a little smile and then walking away.
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Chapter 1
Stranger Of Time (an X-Men and Doctor Who Crossover)
So many battles waged over the years - and yet, none of them like this. Are we destined to destroy each other, or can we change who we are, and unite? Is the future truly set?
–Professor X
“Professor, we can’t go on like this” Kitty said solemnly “How long are we going to have to run and fight for our lives?”
“I don’t know.” He paused
“This war has been going on for decades, I don’t think it will end until we’re all dead.”
“How did all of this start?” Kitty asked
“In 1973, a couple of weeks before the Paris Peace Accords, Bolivar Trask, founder and CEO of Trask Industries, suggests the Sentinel Mark I program to the U.S. Army. They reject the idea, however, and a few weeks later Trask is killed by Mystique in Paris. This made the U.S. Army understand the danger of the mutants and they initiate the Sentinel Mark I program. They later capture Mystique and use her DNA to upgrade the Sentinels so that they can adapt to their powers.”
“Kitty” he paused “How far back can you send someone?”
“I need you to send me back to 1973”
“I can send someone back a month at most without their mind getting ripped apart, but not 50 years.”
“I can do it” Logan chimes in “my mind can regenerate”
“No Logan, let me do it” Xavier demands
“Look, we can’t have anything go wrong to the most powerful mind in the world.
If you went back, who knows what would happen.” Says Kitty
“If you went back like that, the planet could be in danger” says a strange man with a British accent, “but if you need to go back I can help you.”
“Who are you?” Logan says as he brings his claws out
“Boy, you humans really are something.” The man pauses, “I’m The Doctor.”
“Doctor Who?” Asks Bobby
“The Doctor? I’ve heard stories about you when I was a kid”
Says Charles
“Yeah, I’m quite popular. So, what year are we headed to?”
“Who are you?”
Asks Kitty
“I told you, I’m The Doctor, just The Doctor. I’m here to help you.”
“This guy is insane” says Bobby
“I prefer Mad Man”
“Listen to him. He knows what he’s talking about” says Charles
“Are you sure about this professor?” Asks Kitty
“Yes, if this man says who his is is true, then we can trust him”
“But how do we know if we can trust him?” Logan asks while eyeing The Doctor
“Read his mind-” Kitty started but was cut off
“No! Don’t do that, it may be too much for you. If you’ve heard about me Professor then you know how many lives and memories are crammed into my head”
The building started to shake
“Guys! We don’t have time for this, Someone go back in time already!” Bobby yelled
“Doctor, take me to 1973, I to stop Raven from killing Bolivar Trask.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t let you meet talk to yourself, it’s too dangerous, it could tear the universe apart”
“Then take me” says Logan
“Fine, but one rule: No killing”
“What? You really are insane” Kitty interrupted
“Killing isn’t the only way to get results, killing only corrupts you and leads you nowhere.”
“No promises, Doctor” Logan said through gritted teeth
“Look, you have your rules and I have mine, no killing”
“Logan, do what he says” says the professor
“Fine.” Logan said reluctantly “Let’s get the hell out of here”
“Follow me!” The Doctor said, about to run out of the room, but then a sentinel crashed through the wall
“Oh shit!” Bobby yelled
“Uh, basically, RUN!” The Doctor yelled while running toward the TARDIS
To be continued?
Having thought you were finally in the clear from being hunted as one of the original X-Men alongside your friend Logan, you were certain you could go on with life, until he asked for you help to protect someone.
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Warning: violence (pretty graphic), cursing.
The sudden text caught her off guard.
~ Close? ~
Opening a can of coke, she drank it quickly, knowing she would need the extra energy for this, whether it be running or fighting. The woman hoped it could end tonight, but to ensure their victory, they had to train the children to the best of their abilities to gain the maximum advantage.
The drive would be an anxious twenty minutes, it was late afternoon and creeping into the area in a car would make it challenging to keep a low profile. Logan hadn’t answered, this wasn’t good.
This was the decision. It was now or never. Stopping the car before the large fields that paved the way to the woods, she locked the car, hiding the key, scanning the surroundings from any prying eyes, hiding behind the care, she shifted effortlessly into her wolf form, which could easily have been equivalent to the size of the SUV.
Her dark grey fur will easily blend among the large bushes, she got this. Rushing into the woods, speeding cautiously towards the cabin. Empty, ravaged, messy. Sniffing out familiar scents, she understood that they had gone deep into the forest. Her ideal hunting environment.
Racing between the trees, nearly impossible to hear, in the direction of the scent she picked up on that only grew stronger. Sensing them close, she morphed back into human form as she pounced on a tree, staying suspended on a branch which gave a clear picture of where everyone was.
The not-too-stranger blond cyborg was standing in front of some captured children, a very restrained Laura and a bloodied Logan. The leading scientist was crouching in front of the girl she had grown to love and a Logan-gimmick that was much more terrifying and violent. Great.
A bunch of his men were scattered around, she decided to pick them one at a time. Jumping to another tree until she got at a comfortable distance but also invisible from the number of other men. It was a technique she would use until the very last man standing.
Discreetly shifting back into her wolf form, she crept onto the man that had moved out of the pack to take a leak. Moments before he could unzip his zipper, she stood tall behind him, grasping him in his mouth and dragging him into a bush, finishing him off.
“We’re heading back to the truck to get more ammo.” three men explained. When Donald gave them the go, they started to walk back.
Stalking her prey, she sneaked at their level, in the shadows, getting ready to jump when they had their backs turned.
A low growl vibrated in her throat which alerted them.
“What the-” the large angry eyes of an overgrown canis lupus hushed them into silence. Bearing her fangs, she practically tore them apart, killing them. A narrowly missed gunshot as the last soldier died alerted the five remaining men.
“What was that?” Donald turned around, seeing the truck practically untouched from the distance.
“You’re fucked you ugly son of a bitch.” Logan spat.
“By who? This is all of you.” The scientist scanned around.
An aggressive howl made them nearly jump out of their skin. Their hearts dropped when they turned around, watching a majestic dark grey six foot wolf standing tall in intimidation, bearing teeth.
As a soldier tried to lift his gun, she attacked him, biting him hard and slamming him into the ground, clawing at a second one’s skin and nearly pulling off the last soldier’s head.
Charging towards the scientist, she rammed him back first into a tree, paralysing him. Growling lowly, she maintained eye contact with the remaining security guard, whose hand was hovering over his holter. Prowling closer to him, she stopped momentarily to claw the childrens’ and Logan’s restraints before strided before him. As if savouring the look in his eyes before his end was to come.
“Get it boy!” he yelled. Just as she was about to end him, something pulled her backwards, hitting her spin against a fallen tree. (Y/N) whined, slowly standing back up, shaking off the pain.
The children went to deal with Donald Pierce as Laura helped her father up.
The look on her face said it all, he was going to regret it. The blades slid out of his knuckles and she barely made it out, the next blow as she reached for his neck scratched her shoulder. A grunt escaped her. Limping, she stood out of reach, trying to regain a little strength. Seeing his wounds heal really dropped her determination to finish him off. How was she even going to do that?
That was until Logan came up from behind him, his own blades protruding through it’s upper stomach. Before it could hurt him, the woman lunged at his arm, munching on it.
Laura yelled, running to the three, crouching as her own blades slid out of her knuckles and she sliced the back of his kneecaps.
Struggling, the mutant retracted his edges and striked a punch in her jaw, making her whine and falter back. She became a little dizzy, chewing slowly to recover from the blow. It was a little hard staying still with also a slightly injured leg.
Fortunately for her, the pair of them were able to finish it off before any more injuries were had.
In addition, the children had put a permanent halt to Donald Pierce – who had become part of the earth now.
Laura slowly approached (Y/N), watching with curious eyes as she shyly returned the eye contact.
“Puppy,” she murmured, reaching up and running her hand through the fur on her head. The wolf hummed in delight, eyes closing slightly.
“What the fuck? YOU CAN TALK?!” Logan yelled.
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Warning: violence (pretty graphic) in the second part, cursing probably.
A small sigh escaped her lips, lowering her cap to conceal her eyes as she took a sip of her warm drink.
It was a sunny, peaceful afternoon and she was going to enjoy it as long as it lasted before she needed to move on. People might still be out, looking for her, but she had to admit it had become very quiet lately.
She had almost started to let her guard down, almost.
Having been one of the few mutant-borns still out there, (Y/N) needed to make sure she stayed out of any trouble constantly and not let her instincts take over. Those were the old days, and even now a few she might still be watched.
“Here is your sandwich to go.” the waiter placed it on her table with a smile.
“Thank you very much.” she nodded, standing up, making sure she had everything with her before heading to her car.
Slipping inside, she made sure the door was locked before pulling her cap off and sunglasses. Unwrapping her sandwich and munching on it.
After taking a sip from her drink, her phone vibrated on the passenger seat.
Lifting an eyebrow at the unexpected text, she awkwardly wiped her hands and grasped her phone.
A number she was surprised to see popped up.
~ We need to meet, we’re on the run, location? ~
We?
This must not be good at all. (Y/N) sat back in her chair, her heart lurching, she didn’t want to be back in the loop of the rush of being caught, but it was Logan, he wouldn’t have asked if he didn’t have a good reason. A sigh escaped her, if she was going to expose herself to this, she had to be clever enough to remain discreet.
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It had been three days since the text, two of which were preparations and actual driving on the road, she was exhausted, and given the fact that she was half an hour early to their meeting, she might have been able to take a nap.
Until a knock on her door made her jump out of her skin. The figure stood outside, having recognised the car despite her tinted windows, he waited until she let him in.
To which, the girl did. Watching his face as he entered brought back so many memories, it seemed all the good times were just a dream, that it never existed. The woman just realised, what was she supposed to say to him? After all those years of hunting, killing – or rather, being hunted, being killed, having to live as a ghost in a very living world and then finally meet another ghost whose stories converged at one point? Chilling.
“Hey Logan,” she smiled. His features were older, clothes ragged, life visibly took a toll on him, he was tired of it, but he also looked somewhat determined.
“Hey.” he grunted, sitting still. There was a moment of silence, unspoken respect and putting any unresolved issues aside.
“Come here you grumpy old man.” (Y/N) reached and hugged him tightly. Slowly, he returned the hug.
“It’s been a while.” he sighed as she pulled away.
“What did you need me for? You’re on the run? What did you do now?” her stern voice returned. He wouldn’t have sought out a hand to anyone else, the woman was a cherished friend that would understand his character, so getting straight to the point,
“I have a daughter.” he responded bluntly,
“A daughter? How-”
“Not mine, this, company, used my DNA.”
“Artificial? Fucked up,” she breathed out in disappointment. This could be very bad, in case it was not ethically disturbing beforehand.
“She escaped, came to me and now.”
“Yeah, I get it.” she nodded, “Do you have a plan?”
He stayed quiet.
“Run, got it. And where is she?”
“In another car.”
“She’s here? You left her on her own to talk to me? Are you insane? You’ve already lost points on parental skills!” the girl expressed, baffled.
“I didn’t know whether you were going to help.” he justified.
“You came to me, obviously I’m going to help you, who am I? You?” a scoff escaped her. He chuckled, clearly having missed their banter, “well go on then, call her here, we have no time to waste.”
Pressing the button on the car door, the window opened slowly, until it stopped just to frame his eyes. Facing a dirty, bullet-holed limousine. Why didn’t she notice that earlier? Of course that dump is his. The car door opened and out came a small brunette girl, she hurried over, opened (Y/N)’s car door, slipped inside and closed it.
“Hey sweetie.” the woman smiled, peering into the back seat, “I’m (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you. What’s your name?”
“Her name is Laura, she doesn’t speak.” Logan filled in, watching as the girl studied the child’s unbothered face.
****
It had been a week since they arrived at the border, their fake passports were still in the works, they were miles away from ‘Transigen’s’ last known location. This tiny cabin would be harder to find as it was concealed by the very large stretch of woodland in the area.
Since they had become their number one target however, having rescued the majority of children, they still had to keep their guard up, more than ever. It had been a tiring month but it was worth it.
What had been a very secretive organisation with an unknown number of agents turned into a collapsed infrastructure with scientists, nurses and children, disappeared. Only this certain ‘Donald Pierce’ and his ‘Reavers’, along with the leading scientist were left. If they could get rid of them, this could all finally end and these poor children could finally start adjusting to a good life.
It was (Y/N)’s run to the supermarket, picking up an ungodly amount of food for 17 mouths to feed. After paying and getting weird looks from customers and the cashier, she hauled the shopping bags towards her car, which had become drastically unreliable from the insane sudden mileage.
~ They’re here ~
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Dating Logan Howlett would include…
- Okay so we know big man Logan has no time for emotions
- Or at least that is what he leads people to believe.
- Deep down this man is soft
- And when you are alone he isn’t afraid to show it. Just don’t expect the same treatment in public.
- He loves to cuddle at home
- He just like having you close so the position doesn’t matter to him but he does favour having you pressed tightly against him
- It makes him feel calmer having you so close
- He is very protective of you, which can easily go into possessiveness
- He doesn’t mean to be but he doesn’t allow his guard to be down around many people, so he like to keep those people safe
- You have to do the cooking as he cannot cook anything
- It’s a miracle that he has survived this long with his knowledge in the kitchen
- He also hates technology so don’t expect anything fancy in your home, you have a landline and a tv that is from the 80’s and that’s about it.
- Except from his truck, which he updates every few years
- He isn’t very social, but Logan encourages you to go out with you friends
- But if you go too often he wont stop you but will grumble about it under his breath
- He will try to stop you from getting wrapped up in Xavier’s messes if you are a mutant, but if you insist on helping, he will join you
- Charles learnt this and used it to his advantage very quickly
- You would be good friends with Ororo
- He has plans to marry you, but would hold off for his own anxieties about not being enough for you
- He would, in the end, just ask you as you were falling asleep, getting a soft ‘yes’ as his answer
- Dating Logan comes with its challenges, but you find it is worth it in the end
