More than just friends by storm_the_windrider
FeatureSummary: This isn't a roundrobin story anymore, tried to take the roundrobin sign off, but it seems i can't.
Categories: General Characters: None
Genres: Romance
Warnings: Sexual Situations
Challenges:
Series: None
Chapters: 3 Completed: No Word count: 6977 Read: 7080 Published: 07-08-04 Updated: 09-10-04

1. Take my nightmares away by storm_the_windrider

2. Strange feelings by storm_the_windrider

3. Twin........or.........Clone? by storm_the_windrider

Take my nightmares away by storm_the_windrider
Title: More than just friends

Disclaimer: Don’t own the X-Men….please do not sue!!

Rated: PG-13 (NC-17 in later chapters)

Summary: ……….well just read I really can’t right a summary for this. :)

Note: phrases written in ‘(( ‘ mean personal thoughts (mostly Logan’s).

Chapter 1 “ Take my nightmares away

He sat there across her, just watching, never missing a slight movement. He was totally lost in his own thoughts of her, of how beautiful she looked, how sexy she could be even though she had no intention to. Everything about her seemed enchanting, even her flaws. Why he noticed her just now he didn’t know. How he missed out the beauty in front of him was a mystery. Jean wasn’t the only beautiful woman in the Mansion, he knew that, still he couldn’t understand why she had caught his eye at first. He had met Ororo before Jean but why was it that when he saw Jean he seemed more interested in her than Storm. Simple, he found Storm way out of his league. She was like a Goddess, a creature that could not be touched by just anyone. He didn’t deserve a woman like that, a woman with so much love and compassion ready to put her life on the line for people that hated her and her kind, a woman with the power to keep her emotions skilfully controlled at all times.

She was one of a kind, just like her powers; no other mutant possessed the power to control the elements, no one else but her. This was what made her even more special, she was unique. All these aspects intimidated him, so he decided to stay away from her, to keep her at arms length, to go for the easy way out, Jean. Unfortunately that turned out to be a dead end because of her love for Scott. So now he was here, brooding over what to do, should he tell her how he felt? Should he gamble their friendship for something he wasn’t sure of? No. He wouldn’t, not yet, not until he was sure that what he felt was anything different from what he felt for Jean.

He glanced at her while she graded a few papers. She seemed content to be in his company, which made him happy. More than he would admit to. His gaze slowly travelled to her long slender legs. ((Of all the days she had to wear a mini-skirt it had to be today!!)). He almost, almost, let out a pained growl. No, this was definitely different from what he felt for Jean. There was a certain craving, a certain hunger he needed to satisfy and Ororo was his only answer. She glanced at him for the first time and gave him an apologetic smile, grading her papers was taking more time than she had intended. He smiled, something he did rarely. He knew she was sorry for taking so long, but he didn’t mind……at all. He got up from one of the empty chairs in the room and walked towards her, keeping a steady gaze. She looked at him, surprised by his display of patience. He smiled yet again, and stood behind her, placing his large callused hands on her shoulders; massaging them gently. The effect he had on her was surprising, she leaned back letting him know she was enjoying it thoroughly. Moaning appreciatively Ororo dropped her pen and placed her hands on his.

“I think I’ve done enough grading for now. Let’s go”

He grinned wickedly and stepped back so she could get up. He left the classroom only to quickly come back with her jacket. She smiled and reached for it but he refused to give it to her. “Allow me, darlin”

She complied, allowing him to put her jacket on for her. “Thank you”. They walked down the main hall in silence, a comfortable one.
They arrived at the garage both getting on Logan’s bike. Ororo at the back while Logan sat at the front. He gave her a helmet, just in case, while he started the motorcycle. As soon as she felt the low rumbling of the powerful engine beneath her, Ororo wound her arms around his waist, pressing her body tighter to him. Logan tensed, suddenly the idea of having her so close was driving his senses wild. Her scent was so strong it almost clouded his mind, like an enchanting fog. He steadied himself and gripped the handle of his bike.

Ororo noticed his slight discomfort and rested her cheek on his right shoulder.

“Is something the matter Logan?”

He thought for a second, and remained silent. He couldn’t explain to her what was wrong, what he was thinking, it was too soon for that. “Nothin Ro, jus feel a bit tired that’s all”
She seemed satisfied with the answer so he took it as his queue to get moving. After all everyone else was waiting for them at the club.
They had all planned on going together, only Ororo had some papers left to grade and she wanted at least half of them done before she joined their friends. Logan offered to stay with her and that’s how they ended up spending most of the evening.

They arrived at the club. Logan helped Ororo take off her helmet and got off the bike. She did the same and followed him. There was no doubt the men in the club noticed her, one of them was seriously checking her out. He growled in anger and grabbed her hand. She looked at him puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

He gave her an unreadable look and shrugged, “Just felt like holding yer hand darling, all the men in this club seem to be droolin over ya an I don’t want them to get any ideas so am gonna hold ya hand and make them think you’re mine. Is that alright?”

She laughed, a beautiful, heart-warming laugh, “Sometimes you can be so over protective Logan. I honestly do not know who is worst you or Remy”
He smirked and gave her hand a light squeeze. She looked at him yet again but he didn’t look back at her, instead he concentrated on finding the table where the other
X-Men were sitting at. He spotted them and gestured for Ororo to follow him. She complied and walked with him towards the table. Everyone greeted them and looked quite surprised at the fact that the two were holding hands, although no one said anything.

The night went on pretty well, everyone was enjoying themselves and having fun, even Scott. Ororo sat next to Remy while Rogue went to buy some drinks. Remy placed a hand around her shoulder and whispered something in her ear which made her burst out with laughter. Logan watched them for a second, wandering what he said to make her laugh so much. He sat at the table most of the time while everyone else danced and basically had fun. Even Ororo seemed to be nowhere to be found now. All of this was getting a bit uncomfortable for him, he felt like the odd one out, everyone was doing something except for him. He sat there at the table doing nothing but drinking to pass the time. Suddenly a pair of soft hands touched his shoulder, he looked up to find Ororo smiling at him.

“Hey”

“Hey” he simply replied.

“Want to dance?” she asked.

“I don’t know…….”

“Please, just once”

He shrugged, “If it makes ya happy”

She laughed, “I know you’ve been dying to dance with me all night” she said playfully, only meaning to tease him. But little did she know how true that was, throughout the night he had wanted to dance with her, just as an excuse to hold her in his arms, and now that he could he felt………..nervous. He took her hand as she led him to the dance floor.




It was already getting late and Logan had to admit he indeed had fun. He discovered this new playful side of Ororo that really intrigued him; he was actually able to flirt with her without feeling uncomfortable. Everyone else was sitting at their table now, just talking. Jean watched as her best friend danced with Logan and couldn’t help but smile. “Hey Scott, don’t you think those two would make a cute couple?” she asked her husband. He glanced at Ororo and Logan and laughed.

“No way, c’mon Ororo has class. She wouldn’t go for a guy like him” he said.

Jean frowned, “That’s not true, I’m sure they’d be good together”

Scott shrugged, “What do you think Remy?”

Before Gambit could reply Rogue interjected, “Please sugah, Remy thinks no one is good enough for his Stormy” she laughed at the look on Remy’s face. He seemed embarrassed.

“Chere, Remy only be trying to look out fo’ er you kno. Wolverine aint her type” he replied matter-of-factly.

“Exaclty, she’d probably want a man like me, but then again, who wouldn’t” said Warren. Psylocke pocked him in the ribs, “Watch your mouth mister”

“Oooo, someone aint gonna get any tonight” said Remy, causing everyone to laugh and Warren to pout like a child. “Shut up, Remy”

Logan and Ororo returned to the table looking quite pleased with each other.
After a long night everyone decided to head home, except Jean and Scott who still had plans of their own for the night.

Logan and Ororo went off on his bike while everyone else went to their respective cars.




Remy and Rogue where the first to arrive home, followed by Warren and Betsy. Most of the students in the Mansion were asleep so the whole house was entirely quiet. Ororo and Logan arrived just a few minutes after the two couples.

“Well, does anyone wanna watch some t.v.?” asked Remy as he took off his jacket.

“Sugah, it’s late and I think everyone wants to sleep”

“Oui, you right chere. Well goodnight everyone”

Warren and Betsy also went off to bed leaving Logan and Ororo alone.

“Well, I should be off to bed as well. I had a good time tonight Logan, who would have thought you were such a good dancer” she smiled and kissed his cheek, leaving Logan grinning like a little boy.

“I had to admit I had fun too…….goodnight ‘Ro” she hugged him and walked up the staircase.

Logan sighed, feeling content with himself. ((I can’t believe I actually enjoyed myself tonight, the last time I had so much fun was………….I-I can’t remember……)).

He sighed again and walked to his room. This was going to be a long night.




He woke with a start, with the images of his dreams still vivid in his mind. His body glistened with sweat and his damp hair stuck to his face, he ran his hands through his mane moving the strands from his face. ((Darn these nightmares, when are they going to stop haunting me?!)) He looked at the floor gasping for air, he needed to get a beer, to calm down and think. He grabbed a t-shirt which had ‘I’m too sexy’ printed on it and grabbed a pair of shorts. He left his room making sure not to make any noise; he walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge.




After spending half an hour in the kitchen Logan had 6 cans of beer, nonetheless he was still entirely sober. “Stupid healing factor won’t even let me get wasted” he mumbled to himself. There was nothing else for him to do but go back to bed, but what use would that be? The nightmares would just come back to haunt him again, like they did every night. He slowly got up from his chair and started wandering around the mansion not sure where he was going.

After 15 minutes of roaming around the Mansion he found himself outside, in the school’s vast garden. He stared up at the pitch black sky and sighed. He stood there just for a few seconds thinking of nothing in particular before going back inside.
((Maybe If I talk to someone I’ll feel better. But who?...............The professor is visiting a friend and Rogue is probably going to kill me if I wake her up in the middle of the night)).
He decided to see if Ororo was still up, seriously hoping that she wouldn’t send him away.

He reached the door of her room and knocked softly. He didn’t get an answer so he tried again, “’Ro, could ya open the door darlin, I need ta talk to ya” he whispered. After a few minutes he heard light foot steps and a bit of shuffling. A few seconds later the door opened, with a very sleepy Ororo staring at him blankly.

Logan had to struggle from laughing, the look on her face was priceless. “Sorry to disturb ya”

She managed to smile a little, motioning for him to come in. After closing the door she sat on her bed waiting for him to talk. He walked towards her bed and sat next to her. Sighing heavily he looked at her with a look that she couldn’t quite identify. “What’s the matter Logan?”

“Just had another nightmare. I just can’t take anymore Ororo. There isn’t one night that I can sleep peacefully…..”
She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, massaging his muscles lightly, “Have you spoken to the professor about this?”

“Well, no, not really……perhaps when he comes back from Muir Island I’ll talk to him about it” he placed his head on her shoulder while she stroked his hair.

They remained silent for a few minutes both thinking different things. “Logan, you can spend the night here if you want” she offered.
He looked up at her not quite sure what to say or do. “Thanks” he grabbed a few blankets from one of her drawers and placed it on the floor. “I’ll make myself comfortable he-”

“Don’t be silly Logan. You can sleep in my bed, just don’t hog the covers while you sleep, it gets me really irritated”
He laughed thinking she was joking and sat on her bed. “I’m serious if I find myself with no covers during the night I will not hesitate to throw you out of my bed. If you don’t believe me just ask Remy” He laughed hysterically at her comment.

“Woah, easy darlin, I promise not to hog the covers” He took off his t-shirt and crawled into her bed. “This is……..cozy” Ororo giggled and turned the light on her night-stand off.

“Good night Logan”

He placed his arm on her waist and snuggled closer to her. “mmNight”


TBC……..
Strange feelings by storm_the_windrider
Title: More than just friends

Disclaimer: Don’t own the X-Men….please do not sue!!

Rated: PG-13 (NC-17 in later chapters)

Summary: ^_^

Note: phrases written in ‘(( ‘ mean personal thoughts.

Chapter 2 “ Strange feelings

He woke up slowly, enjoying the feeling of the warm body snuggled against him. He growled softly as he inhaled her heady scent. It was almost intoxicating. Logan leisurely turned his gaze to the large window in the room, the sun was about to rise and the view was utterly breathtaking. ((No wonder she leaves the curtains open, the view from here is beautiful)). He gently sat up to get a better view from the bed.

“It’s a beautiful view isn’t it?”

Logan looked at Ororo smiling. “Yeah, it is. Hope I didn’t wake ya up…..”
She gazed at him with those ardent blue eyes and caressed his arm, causing Logan to tense a little.

“No, you didn’t. I was awake about the same time you were. Did you sleep well?”

He kept his gaze on the window but his thoughts, however, were totally a different story. For the first time since he had been with the X-Men he was able to sleep……….well. No nightmares, just a peaceful sleep. That seemed strange and almost impossible to him, it was almost as if something had changed.

“I can’t believe it but……I actually…” he turned his gaze to her and looked right into those hypnotising blue eyes. “…I actually slept well. It feels kinda weird ta be honest” a ghost of a smile appeared on his handsome features.

Ororo sat up and placed her hands on her laps, thinking of nothing in particular and suddenly finding her hands really fascinating. It actually felt odd to be so close to Logan; she never felt so safe or comfortable nor so completely at ease with anyone in her life, even with Remy. It seemed that there was just something about him, something about the way he behaved and the way he reacted that made her curious about the man behind the beast. Because that was what he did, even though he did it unconsciously, he hid behind his alter ego, behind the Wolverine. Never truly showing his emotions to anyone and hiding them behind anger and rage. But she had seen what he was like beneath the surface, she had seen what *Logan* was like and it pained her to see that he rarely showed his true self to the others, even to her. But soon enough she would be able to see all of him, to know just what Logan was about.
“Whatcha thinking about?” he asked as he watched her, she seemed in deep thought.

She met his intense gaze and smiled, “Nothing in particular. What time is it?”

He glanced at the watch on the bed stand beside him and frowned. “It’s 5.30am Ro. kinda early, huh”

“I guess it is but I do not feel like going back to sleep….” She said.

He nodded and laid his head on his pillow, staring at the ceiling. Everything felt so peaceful, so right, if only he could tell her how he felt. It seemed like the best time to tell her but he couldn’t allow himself to say anything at all regarding his feelings towards her. The words couldn’t formulate themselves and more so he wasn’t even sure *what* he felt for her. But one thing he knew for sure; he found her undeniably attractive and seeing her in her nightgown just a few inches from him and not being able to touch her was pure and utter torture.

~*~

If she were sharing her bed with anyone else Ororo would have definitely felt uncomfortable, uneasy and itching to make idle chatter but with Logan just his company was enough to keep her happy. Why? She had absolutely no idea.
((No matter, I can think of this at another time, right now I need to take a shower)) thought Ororo. She got up and walked to her en-suite bathroom, while Logan kept staring at the ceiling, hoping to keep his eyes away from her body and to keep his mind away from thoughts of her without her nightgown on doing unimaginable things to him. ((Damn, I gotta get outta here!! If I stay near her any longer I’m gonna go insane)) he thought frantically. But somehow his body wasn’t agreeing with him. He couldn’t or secretly didn’t want to move. Her room was filled with her unique scent which engulfed him and somehow put him at ease. This was definitely something he shouldn’t play with, Ororo wasn’t just any woman. If he wasn’t careful he could jeopardise their friendship.
And he definitely didn’t want to do that, it took him far too long to earn her respect and he wasn’t going to give that up just because he lusted after her.

His train of thought was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the shower being turned off. That’s it, if he didn’t leave now, he was going to seriously need restraints to hold him away from her. “Am jus gonna head to my room darlin” he said, swiftly putting on his t-shirt. But he didn’t make it to the door quickly enough. Ororo had stepped out of the bathroom wearing a towel around her, which clung to her body perfectly. He turned around to look at her and immediately regretted his action. ((God…..she’s beautiful….)) his eyes were fixed on hers and at that moment he felt like he couldn’t move nor breathe simply because of the way she was looking at him, with a beautiful smile plastered on her almost angelic face. Ororo noticed the way he looked at her and cocked her head to the side.

“Logan? Are you alright?”

Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Was what his instincts were telling him to do, but he couldn’t think about anything else but ripping that towel off her and have his way with her. He growled softly and took a step back. “Look erm, I need ta get my head around some things. Thanks fer……ya know….thanks” he left her room and almost ran towards his.

~*~

Ororo sat in her now empty classroom wondering what had scared Logan away from her this morning. It seemed as if he had seen a ghost, it almost seemed ironic the way he left her room. ((Did I do something wrong? Maybe I should ask him)) she thought sadly.

~*~

Later that evening everyone gathered in the danger room for their usual training sessions. Logan was nowhere to be seen, as usual.

“Jean could you please contact Logan and tell him to get his butt down here!!” shouted Scott over the speakers in the control booth of the danger room.

“Okay, okay. Don’t need to shout”

“Sorry honey” replied Cyclops.

“Sawwy honey!!!” said Bobby, making fun of Scott, “guess we know who wares the pants in that couple” he whispered to Rogue who laughed insanely at his comment.

”Cut it out you two, I’m coming down there” replied Cyclops.

After a few minutes Cyclops was in the danger room with everyone else. Jean tried to contact Logan telepathically but he’s shields were up. He didn’t want to be found.

“Logan doesn’t seem to want to be found right now” said Jean.

“Okay people let’s get ready”

~*~

After the usual training session Ororo walked towards the living room with Remy to watch some television.

“So how you been these days anyway?” asked Remy as they both sat on the couch.

“What do you mean exactly?” she asked, regarding him curiously. What was he getting at?
“Remy been watchin ya for awhile chere, you don’t look as happy as you used to be. You might be able to fool some other people, but not moi” he looked at her with sincere concern. “What’s wrong chere?”

“Nothing, is wrong. I don’t know where you got the notion that I am not happy”

“Okay, maybe I put it da wrong way. Do you feel like you’re missing something, maybe someone?”

Storm gave him a blank look.

“Stormy what I’m is trying to say is that………when was the last time you went on a date?”

This she didn’t expect. It *had* been quite awhile since she had gone out on a date but it didn’t really bother her. Really, well maybe it did but she didn’t necessarily need a man to make her happy. She had her friends and that was all she needed at the moment. After Forge, Ororo pretty much didn’t want to be with anyone else and at the moment no one seemed to be interested in her. Or so she thought.

“First of all, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me by that incredulous name” she poked him in the ribs smiling amiably at him. “and to be honest I do not think I even want to date at the moment. I’ve thought about it but, I just don’t know………..”

Remy smiled and hugged her tightly against him. “You still thinking about that fool?”

“No, no. I’m not thinking about Forge. I’m over him. I just don’t know what I want right now” she responded truthfully.

Remy sighed and caressed her cheek like he always did when she was nervous. “Ya know, I hate to admit it but Remy think Wolverine has a major……interest in you belle”

She watched him puzzled. “What’s the catch?”

“I’m serious”

She gave him another blank look which caused him to laugh. “Seriously Stormy. Remy aint joking. Think about it chere, besides me and Rogue the man don’t open up to nobody else but you. He seems quite taken with you if ya ask me”

“Remy don’t be ridiculous” she picked up the remote from the small table in front of the couch and turned on the television.
Gambit rested his head on her lap and stared at her.

“What!”

He laughed and shrugged. “You like him don’t you. And here I thought he wasn’t your type”

“Gambit” she said warningly.

“Ooooo you called me Gambit. Remy in trouble now” he chuckled placing his hand on his stomach and closing his eyes. “See, you aint denying it”

Ororo caressed his face and continued watching the t.v.

“What do ya say we go back to New Orleans for awhile. Just you an me, huh? We could have a lot of…..fun” he said suggestively, causing Ororo to frown at him.

“Remy I don’t feel like going anywhere at the moment. The students have a week off and I intend to enjoy it by lazing around. Besides we went to New Orleans five months ago” she turned her gaze to his captivating eyes.

“You getting old Stormy. You used to be fun” he joked.

“Remy, I’m not getting old. I’m only twenty-four. It’s just that I don’t feel like going anywhere. Anyway why don’t you take Rogue with you?”

“Well……..look I jus wanted to spend time with you that’s all” he smiled charmingly at her and closed his eyes. “Just me and my Stormy” he added in whisper before falling asleep.
Ororo couldn’t help but feel happy. To know that Remy cared so much about her was heart warming.

She turned off the television and rested her head on the sofa. After a few minutes she was slowly drifting off to sleep when a deep and surly voice coming from the living room door startled her.

“Am I interrupting anything?” he asked as he walked to an armchair near the sofa holding two cans of beer.

“Hello Logan”

Remy slowly woke up and stared up at Ororo grinning. She knew what he was thinking and swatted his arm. “What did I do?” he complained.

“Just shut it”

In the meantime Logan switched the television on and watched silently. Remy sat up and started tickling Ororo mercilessly. “Remy stop….Ah, Remy…..Gambit!!”

It was known to everyone in the mansion that Ororo was the most ticklish person in the house. Remy laughed, ceased his tickling and gave her a warm bear hug. “Remy, you need to grow up. Stop behaving like such a child”

Logan couldn’t deny that he was envious of the Cajun and at that very moment a pang of jealousy coursed through him. He growled and left the living room without saying a word. Ororo called after him with no avail. ((What the hell has gotten into him lately)) she thought.

“Seems like someone is getting jealous” stated Remy

“What do you mean?”

“Wolverine is jealous of our friendship. I can tell, he’s got it bad for ya chere”

“Don’t be silly, he must be upset about something. I’ll go after him”

She walked out of the living room in search of Logan, leaving Remy to watch the TV alone.

“Ahh l’amour. When they say love is blind dey aint kidding” he sighed and flicked through the various channels.


TBC……….
Twin........or.........Clone? by storm_the_windrider
Disclaimer: Don’t own the X-Men….please do not sue!!

Rated: PG-13 (NC-17 in later chapter)

Summary: Logan and Ororo are sent on a mission to find a certain mutant, or is he just a clone set up by weapon X? Read to find out.

Chapter 3 “ Twin or…..Clone?

She walked through the halls in search of him, but there seemed to be no sign of him. Like he had just disappeared. “Logan?” she called.

No response.

Ororo walked towards the danger-room hoping to find him there but she found it empty. ((Where is he!?)). Then it struck her; the gardens near the mansion were usually his hiding place from everyone else. He always went into the woods to calm himself, to have time to think without anyone disturbing him. She headed outside and flew just above the numerous trees that surrounded the Mansion. After a few minutes she spotted him sitting against a tree staring at a small lake. ((There he is)).

~*~

Logan knew she’d come after him, it was just like Ororo to worry about him and he suddenly felt stupid for taking off like that. She would obviously ask him what was wrong and he seriously did not know what had made him so angry. He knew Remy and Ororo were just good friends but he just felt so jealous at that moment that all coherent thoughts were thrown out of the window. He ran his hand through his hair to clam himself. ((What was I thinking…….if she finds me I’ll have to face her. What will I tell her? Dammit!!)) he stood up and punched the tree he had been sitting against like a punching bag. Eventually the tree fell. Realising what he had done Logan stared at his hands and then back at the tree. “Shit….”

He then froze, sniffed the air and looked around him swiftly. Nothing. “I swear I….” He then looked up and found a floating Ororo glaring at him. ((Uh, Oh……I forgot she’s got a thing for nature and shit. Crap, now I’ve made her angry)).

She landed in front of him graciously and regarded him with cold blue eyes.

“There was no reason to do *that*” she pointed at the tree Logan had knocked out and crossed her arms over her chest. “What is the matter with you?”

He kept his gaze down not wanting to face her and placed his hands in his pockets. ((What I’d give for a cigar right now….)).

“Logan?” she asked impatiently.

He contemplated on talking but if he looked into her eyes he didn’t know what would come out of his mouth. He stared at a nearby tree that was right behind her and responded. “What do ya want ‘Ro?” He fought really hard to keep his eyes away from her. Ororo noticed he wasn’t looking at her and tried to catch his eyes but he avoided her stern look. She sighed and stepped forward, merely a few inches from him.
Logan kept his gaze on the tree behind her.

“Bright Lady, Logan!! Look at me!!”

((Damnit!!)), he thought. He looked straight into her eyes and felt what seemed like his heart, jump. ((Fuck, what was that about!!)), suddenly that weird feeling he had felt earlier on that morning came back. He kept his eyes locked with hers and managed to speak, finding it hard to keep his voice steady.

“Look, am sorry for knocking out that tree, I just need ta be alone right now”

She crossed her arms over her chest and studied his face for any sign that told her he was lying but his expression was unreadable. She sighed yet again and stepped back. “Fine, I was just worried about you Logan. I thought you were annoyed with me” She watched him waiting for his response. He turned his back to her and stared at the lake. “I aint mad at ya ‘Ro. Just in a fowl mood that’s all”

She walked towards him and placed her hands on his muscular shoulders, massaging them a little. “So why did you run off like you’d just seen a ghost this morning?” He tensed a little and moved away from her. Ororo’s arms fell to her sides. He was acting awfully strange and she wouldn’t leave until she found out what was wrong with him

“I had ta get my head around things okay. The nightmares I’ve been having…….somehow….” He sighed, “Somehow they’ve seemed to just vanish and I feel like……I don’t know, I don’t know how I feel. I actually *slept* last night, ya know. And ta be honest darlin I don’t remember the last time I slept so……peacefully”

Ororo knew he was going through a lot and understood exactly what he felt. Those nightmares had become part of him, he was so used to them that he felt lost and confused without them. Without the constant reminder of what had happened to him in the past; he felt empty. But soon enough that emptiness would be filled with something better, something he had been due for in a long time. She just wasn’t sure what that would be.

“I know how you feel Logan” She decided not to question him any further and sat on the grass staring at the lake in front of her. Logan sat next to her and picked up a small flower from the grass, pondering on what to do with it.

“Hmm, it’s a beautiful evening isn’t it”

“Yeah….” he turned to face her. Her eyes now closed while she lay on the grass just enjoying the cool air of the evening. Oh how he wanted to touch her, just a slight caress or even kiss her. There were no words to describe what just being in her company did to him. “….beautiful” he whispered, tearing his gaze away from her and back to the lake.

((Ororo, I need you to contact this mutant for me. I’m going to send the details into cerebro))

((Is it an emergency Professor?))

((Well, it’s nothing you and Logan cannot handle in fact I am sure you will be very successful in this mission. And I think Logan will find this specifically interesting))

((Very well, we’ll be on our way as soon as possible. How’s Muir Island by the way?))

((I’m finding it quite enjoyable, although I do miss all of you))

She smiled, ((So do we professor, so do we))

“Logan”

“Hmm”

“The professor needs us to go on a mission, it is very important” she stood up and waited for him to get up.

“Do I *have* ta come?” he drawled.

She scowled at him, meaning that it was an absolute must that he come with her. “The professor said you might find this mutant….interesting”

“Why don’t ya ask Remy ta go with ya? I’m not in the mood”

A small breeze started to pick him up and before Logan realised what was happening he was floating off the ground.
“Sometimes, Logan, I just do not know what to do with you” She stated.

“C’mon ‘Ro, put me down!!”

“No”

“C’mon!!”

“No, and that is final Logan. Do not argue with me. This is a very important mission and Charles wants *us* to go so you have no choice”

“…..Fine” he mumbled.

She started walking towards the mansion still keeping him in the air. “I didn’t quite hear you Logan”

“I said…..fine”

“Good, now be a good boy and get your uniform on while I check cerebro for a briefing on our mission”

“Hmpf…” he mumbled and went to get his uniform.


~*~

“So if I understand correctly, this mutant we’re going to find is my identical twin?”
This didn’t sit well with Logan, something was definitely off, he could smell it.

“More or less” Ororo motioned for him to look closer at the screen, “there are a few facial aspects that differentiate you from him like this huge scar, just below his left eye……if it were some kind of clone it wouldn’t have these characteristics”

“I still think it might be a clone”

“Well, we’ll just have to find out won’t we?”

“Yeah, I guess yer right. So where are we headed ta darlin?”

“Washington. He is staying at a Hotel not too far from the centre of the city”

“So let’s get goin” he said grabbing his lather jacket. They entered the blackbird and Storm sat at the controls while he sat next to her fidgeting with a few control buttons. On the inside Logan was more than nervous, something about this mutant they were going to find wasn’t right. How could he have a brother? Identical at that. Why had he never tried contacting him……no he couldn’t be related to him. Somehow Weapon X must have found a way to clone him, probably by keeping some samples of his DNA. ((Dammit, I hate not knowing what’s going on)).

While starting the jet Ororo glanced at Logan, he was nervous. She knew him well enough to notice that he was trying to hide it, but she could see right through that act. She herself was used to hiding her emotions that way. “Logan, it’s just me and you here, you do not need to hide what you are feeling right now. It’s okay, let it go…”

He sighed, looking at her with an expressionless stare. “You don’t need to worry about me, I’m fine. Just start the jet” he replied a little too gruffly. He didn’t mean to sound so angered nor defensive, but there were so many things on his mind right now. Ororo remained silent saying nothing, which usually meant she was either hurt or angry, or probably both. After all she was the only person besides Xavier that he truly trusted and by the way he answered her she must have felt somehow hurt.

As Ororo piloted the jet away from the mansion Logan remembered something he had kept in his pocket. ((If this don’t make her smile I don’t know what will..)), the flower he had in his pocket was quite beautiful, even though it was a bit ruffled since it was in his pocket, he sighed and looked at Ororo. She had her eyes on the controls not really noticing his intense gaze. “Ro, I’m sorry…….”

She met his gaze and to his surprise she was smiling. “Took you long enough”
He stared at her for a few seconds before he slowly grinned at her. He shook his head and gave her the flower he had taken out of his pocket. “Here…..I picked it out in the woods before and didn’t know what ta do with it. Thought ya might like it”

A gentle smile graced her face and Logan knew that keeping that flower was worth it. “Thank you” she took the flower from him and placed it in her hair just above her right ear. “How does it look?” she asked turning to watch him fully.

Wolverine grinned, brushing a strand of hair away from her face and adjusting the position of the flower, “…..Prefect…” he responded earning another smile from her.

A peaceful silence settled in while Ororo piloted the jet. They landed near a massive public garden.

“Darlin, dontcha think this place is a bit too crowded for us to land on?”

“Well, would you rather I parked this thing on a public road? Besides, the cloaking device will be on. No one will be able to see it”

“Hmpf, I guess so……”

They exited the jet and headed towards the main street, the hotel not too far away.
Before entering Logan thought of something. “Ro, wait. I aint so sure bout this darlin. What if he *is* some kinda clone made from Weapon X to come after me, we’d be falling inta some kinda trap”

“Logan-”

“Na, here me out fer a minute okay?” she nodded and he continued talking, “I wanna be extra careful, if this is some kind of assassin that’s tryin to get me killed or back to weapon X then we need ta be alert, ya understand?”

“Certainly, so what do you suggest we do?”

He grabbed her arm and led her in a near alley just opposite the Hotel. “Am gonna find out who this really is. Then I’ll meet ya back here”

“But Logan-”

“No, I don’t want anything ta happen to ya. Ya understand”

She scowled at him, “Logan, I can take care of myself”

“Ro, please ya gotta listen ta me. I don’t wanna get ya in any danger. The professor should have just told *me* ta go. I can’t let anything happen ta ya, you don’t know what these people are capable of”


Well am gonna end it here people, the next chap is going to take awhile, I hope this chapter was good. If not please tell me, I can still make some changes. :) Thanks for reading y’all. XXXXX
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