Prelude to a Moment

Prelude To A Moment
Chapter 1: The Good Life

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AN: This story takes place before the events of my other fic, “Hanging by a Moment” and covers Scott’s early life. And like that fic, this fic will be a No Powers AU. All the characters in this fic, all of the Marvel based, do not have any powers.

AN: ‘These mean character thoughts.’

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the Marvel characters so please don’t sue.

And I implore all to please review. I’m open to constructive criticism, but I ask that you be considerate. Email me your comments at slickboy444@aol.com or post them on the adultfanfiction website. Thank you and enjoy.

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Life is like a winding road. Nobody quite knows where it will lead. For some it leads to happiness. For others it leads to sorrow. But for every turn, there is a moment to be captured…a feeling to be felt.

Everybody has their own personal journey. From birth till death, everybody must walk the winding road that is life. It takes strength, courage, and faith to see it through to the end. And for those who get lost along the way, the road of life offers many twists and turns. And along the way, there are so many stories to tell.

This is just one of them.

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It was a beautiful, cloudless Sunday afternoon in the city of Buffalo, New York. Plenty of people were out and about, enjoying the fine summer weather. The air was crisp and the sun was shining. And through the winding traffic, the lone roar of a Harley Davidson motorcycle echoed over the winding roads leading from the city to the suburbs.

His name was James Logan Howlett, but most people just called him Logan. Riding on his motorcycle, most would have taken him for a classic rebel. He wore a black leather jacket, a pair of ragged jeans, and a white sleeveless shirt that had seen better days.

His appearance was quite imposing. He bore a strong, burly appearance with wild unkempt black hair and an unshaven face. He was also heavily muscled, making him the last person one would want to meet in a dark alley. And he was known for having a temper to those who disrespected him.

However, despite his appearance, Logan was far from this stereotype. Born in Canada, he had lived a life worthy of Hollywood movies. He came from a rich family, but chose a life of rebellion. He ran off, chased women, and had fun on his own terms. In many ways he was a rebel, but he still maintained a heart of gold.

His past aside, Logan was a respectable man who made an honest living as a mechanic in his own auto garage. It didn’t make him rich, but it was a job he loved doing. When he wasn’t working, he was just happy being his wild self. Some people would go so far as to say he was an animal with his charisma. But he could care less what people thought.

Right now, he had a Goddess waiting for him at home.

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Pulling into the driveway of a quaint middle class home in the suburbs of Buffalo, Logan killed the motor to his bike and walked out into the back yard to meet a familiar figure. And no matter how many times he saw her, it still put a smile on his face.

She was tall, elegant, and downright beautiful. She bore an ebony complexion, beautiful blue eyes, a well toned womanly frame worthy of a model, and the aura of an angel. Her most distinctive feature was her long flowing white hair. And to anybody who saw her, she was such a sight to behold.

Her name was Ororo Munroe Howlett, an African born beauty who graced this world with her kindness, love, and spirit. To Logan, she was everything. She was his wife and his best friend. She was his world.

“Excuse me, miss?” said Logan in a playful tone as he approached her from behind, “I was wondering if you could help me.”

Smiling to herself, the African angel kept tending to her garden. She knew this game and no matter how many times they played it, it was still so much fun.

“You sound lost, stranger,” she said, playing along, “What brings you to this neck of the woods?”

“That’s an interesting story,” said Logan as he slowly approached her, “You see, I’ve been lookin’ for a very special woman.”

“Oh? Special you say?”

“Oh yes. Very special. She’s got the face of an angel, the eyes of a goddess, and a body that’s to die for.”

Ororo then felt a pair of strong, burly arms slip around her waist. The smile on her face as Logan ignored her dirty, torn pants and discolored purple shirt that hugged her upper body so elegantly in the hot summer heat.

She had been busy in the garden for a while and she smelled like flowers and mulch. It was an intoxicating scent that drove Logan wild with desire as he kissed around her neck and held her securely in his embrace.

“Mmm…sounds like quite a woman,” purred Ororo, taking his hands in hers.

“She is. She’s the most important woman in my life. And I’ve come a long way to see her.”

“Well I’m sure she’s been missing you too. And I’m sure that when she sees you, she’ll throw her arms around you and give you a nice…loving…kiss.”

Finally turning around, Ororo slipped her arms around the neck of the man she had vowed to spend the rest of her life with. Even after being married for 15 years, the spark between them never faded.

As college sweethearts turned lifelong lovers, Logan and Ororo had built a strong relationship together. And to this day, they loved to celebrate the gifts life had blessed them with.

Taking his lips in a deep kiss, Ororo let the feeling take her. Even at their age, they still knew how to have fun. On the surface, one would have taken them as a couple of newlyweds. But as Logan so often loved to say, the best way to keep a marriage hot is to never end the honeymoon.

“You’re back early,” said Ororo with a smile as they parted.

“Tune up went faster than expected,” he shrugged, “Thought I’d surprise you.”

“Well mission accomplished.”

“So where’s Sarah? She back yet?”

“Nope. Her practice runs until 5.”

“Oh?” said Logan with an intrigued tone, “So I take it that means…”

“Yes, we’ve got the whole house to ourselves for the next three hours,” she said in a sultry tone.

“Three hours, huh? Guess we better make the best of them!”

With a lustful grin, Logan captured his wife’s lips again, this time with more passion. Ororo got into it as well, letting the moment take her. The hot summer wind added a level of nature to the mix, fueling their burning desires.

In a show of strength and lust, Logan lifted her up off the ground so she could wrap her legs around his torso. From here, they stumbled in through the back door, collapsing onto the couch in a passionate fury.

“Oh Logan!” moaned Ororo, “Take me!”

With a hungry grunt, he began rubbing her large, voluptuous breasts. Louder moans followed as she rubbed and caressed his hard, manly flesh. Soon, their clothes became too much to bear. Logan’s black jacket was the first thing to go, followed by his white sleeveless shirt. Ororo’s purple shirt that so tightly hugged her figure was next, leaving her breasts exposed to her lover.

“Mmm…” growled Logan as he touched her beautiful breasts, “You are the sexiest woman to come out of Africa.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere my darling,” she said, arching her back as she felt rub her soft, fleshy orbs, “Now come on. We don’t want to break the couch like we did last time.”

“Hey, it only happened once,” grinned Logan, laughing at the memory, “I can’t help it if ya bring out the animal in me.”

“I know. But our bed is much sturdier.”

“Sarah’s is the best,” he said with a sneaky grin.

“Indeed. But we promised her not to do it in her room again after she caught us last time.”

“Yeah, too bad. But you know me, can’t break a promise to my little girl.”

“That’s my noble lover. Now come on! Show me why they called you the Wolverine back in the day!”

Heeding to his wife’s demand, he took her in his strong arms and led her up the stairs to their bedroom. Along the way, they fervently kissed, pinning each other against the wall and groping each others’ flesh, which was already sweating from the summer heat.

They were still tempted to give Sarah’s room a try, but they decided against that. Unlike most parents, they were very open to their daughter about sexuality. They made no qualms about one of life’s most basic pleasures. She was probably the most informed 13 year old on the block when it came to sex. And they found that keeping things open when it came to sex and their child, it made keeping things steamy so much easier.

“Mmm…Logan,” moaned the African beauty as they stumbled into their room, “So strong…”

Trailing his lips down to her breasts, Ororo felt her arousal growing hotter. Warm sensations filled her body as Logan fervently teased her. While he was doing this, she went to work on his pants, freeing his throbbing erection and adding fuel to the passion.

Stepping out of his pants, Logan laid his wife down on the bed, now completely naked as he kissed down her body.

“Mmm…so hot,” he gasped as he undid her jeans.

Lifting her hips slightly, Ororo let Logan remove her pants, underwear and all. Now she was completely naked and ready for her lover’s teasing. Spreading her legs, Logan took his place between them. Her pussy was wet with arousal. She yearned for the pleasure only he could give her. And as her husband it was his duty to fulfill those desires.

“Logan! Oh Logan!” she cried as she felt Logan’s lips tease her wet folds.

Hungry for her sweet taste, Logan kissed and liked her sensitive clit just below the crown of white pubic hair. Her angelic cries soon filled the room as enjoyed her hot womanly juices.

Her body arched and contorted with delight as waves of pleasure filled her body. She gasped and panted, savoring the wonderful feeling. After all these years, he had become so good at eating her out. He knew all her special spots by heart and could make her feel so wonderful.

Spreading her lips with his hands, Logan probed deeper into her hot depths. She moaned louder, closing her eyes and bucking her hips. After a good thorough round of teasing, she could take it no more.

“Oh Logan! Please! Take me now! Make love to me now!”

“Mmm…” he growled lustfully, “Can’t say no to a Goddess.”

Removing his face from her cunt, Logan took the initiative and flipped her over so she was on her hands and knees. Her sexy ass was presented to him in all its glory and ready for his taking.

Taking a firm grip of her ass, Logan rubbed his hard cock against her wet slit. And with a firm thrust, he filled her pussy with his dick.

“Darlin’! Oh darlin’!” he grunted as he felt her tight warmth.

“Yes! Yes! Oh Goddess yes!” cried Ororo as her body rocked to his thrusts.

Succumbing to his primal desires, Logan worked his cock in and out of his wife’s pussy with intense fervor. He put a lot of energy into his thrusts, the kind of energy that made the bed rock with their naked bodies.

Ever since they had been together, they had enjoyed sex that was strong and intense. They loved it fast and furious. They were like animals when they did it. And they loved every second of it.

“Oh yeah! Rah! Rah! Rahhhhhh!” grunted Logan as he plowed into her hot flesh, his sweaty skin pounding into hers.

“Oh YES!” moaned Ororo, arching her back as she felt his dick thrash about in her pussy.

Together, they fucked thoroughly and passionately, their sweat mixing as their flesh clashed. Logan reached around to fondle her swaying breasts, kissing along her neck and back and making her moan louder. She was close to cumming. He could feel it. She just needed that extra push.

“Logan! Oh my love! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she cried, panting harder as her pussy throbbed around her lover’s cock.

“Rah! Rah! Then go ahead, darlin’! Oh yeah! Let it all out!” he grunted.

Letting go of all her inhibitions, Ororo arched her sweaty body and threw her head back as she was rocked by a powerful orgasm.

“Oh Logan! Oh Logan! Ohhhhhhhhh yes!”

Logan stopped his thrusts as he felt her inner muscles tighten around his cock. It felt so good he could barely contain his load. But he kept it at bay as he let his wife enjoy this pleasure.

“Oh Goddess! Oh you’re too good to me, Logan,” she panted, trying to catch her breath as she now sat upright, facing away from her husband while his arms were still wrapped around her.

“You deserve it, darlin’,” he said, giving her breasts a nice squeeze as he kissed her neck.

“Well you deserve a little pleasure too, my love,” she said with a sultry tone, “And it’s only fair that I return the favor.”

Showing off her feral side, Ororo turned to capture her husband’s lips in a passionate kiss. Logan didn’t fight it. He knew he didn’t have a chance. That was one of the things he loved so much about this woman. She could be so elegant one moment and so feral the next.

She literally tackled him to the bed, kissing down his well toned upper body. One of the benefits of having a mechanic for a husband was that he kept in great shape. And Ororo paid close attention to every toned muscle along the way.

His member was still rock hard and covered with her juices. Feeling frisky with lust, she took it in his mouth and sucked it hard.

“Oh darlin’!” he grunted in response, closing his eyes and savoring the bliss.

Bobbing her head up and down his length, she slid her tongue all along his hard dick, hitting all the areas she knew he loved. After a nice round of oral sucking, she used her breasts to please him, sliding his cock in between her fleshy mounds.

“Do you like that, love?” she said, flashing him a sexy look.

Logan could only moan in response.

“I’ll take that as a yes!” she grinned as she took it a step further.

Pinning him on his back, Ororo straddled his pelvis so that his cock was poised to enter her again. She hovered over his manly form, kissing him passionately as she felt his hands on her hips, guiding his member back into her.

Upon feeling his cock inside her, she let out a deep moan and started to fervently rock her body, working it in and out of her wet pussy. Logan helped her along the way, thrusting into her and enjoying the tight feeling.

“Rah! Rah! Rah! Ro! Oh Ro!” he grunted, stepping up the rhythm.

“Yes! Yes! Oh yes, my love!” she cried, working it harder and faster.

They kept at this for a good long while, enjoying the wondrous bliss of making love together with such passion. They were hard and thorough, rocking the bed again to their rhythm. Their lips tangoed and their bodies moved together, moaning to every sensation.

Feeling his climax approaching, Logan took charge and flipped her over so that now he was on top. Ororo’s legs were firmly wrapped around his torso, holding him in a vice of flesh and guiding him as he pounded harder into her wet cunt. He was grunting with each thrust, drawing nearer to his climax. He could feel it coming strong.

“Ro! Ro! God Ro, I’m gonna cum!”

“Then go ahead, my darling! Please! Fill me with your cum!” cried Ororo, her legs holding him in a tightly.

“So beautiful. My goddess…ORORO!”

With that final cry of love, Logan thrust as hard as he could, penetrating up to her cervix as he shot a load of his fluids into her womb. It felt so wonderful. It always felt wonderful making love to this woman. He still didn’t know how he could be so lucky to have a wife like her.

She was his best friend, his wife, and his true love. She was also the best fuck of his life and moments like this proved it.

“Oh Logan! Oh Goddess you’re so amazing,” she gasped as she gazed lovingly into his eyes.

“So are you, darlin’. Only the best for my wife,” he said as he kissed her passionately.

As their lips wrestled, their lust still burned. And since the afternoon belonged to them, they wanted to take full advantage of it.

“Oh Logan! More! More!” she begged him.

“You got it, darlin’!”

Time melted away as the two long time lovers rolled around on the bed, making love together thoroughly and passionately. They had fun with their favorite positions, going at it with Ororo lying on her side while Logan fucked her from behind, going at it with Logan on his back while Ororo was riding his cock facing away from him, and going at it with Ororo’s legs hitched over Logan’s shoulders while he thrust into her thoroughly.

And after round after round, they finished with Ororo riding him one last time, bouncing her body up and down as she straddled his pelvis, working his cock in and out of her throbbing pussy.

“Uh-uh-uh-oh Logan! Ohhhhhh Logan!” she moaned, her hands on his sweaty chests as she moved her body fervently, her peak fast approaching.

“Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Darlin! God you’re so beautiful! I’m almost there! I’m gonna cum!”

“Then let’s-oh goddess-let’s cum together! Oh Logan! Ohhhhhhhh!”

Their sweat drenched bodies shimmered in the afternoon sunlight. Their moans echoed about the room as their respective climaxes approached. Ororo’s breasts bounced with the rhythm as Logan tightened his hold on her hips, thrusting harder as he felt the rush of orgasm coming.

Then, with one final motion of their bodies, the two lovers were sent over the edge.

“OHHHHHHHH LOGAN!”

“ORORO!”

The African beauty’s pussy tightened in a vice of wet flesh around her Canadian lover’s penis, releasing a load of her sweet juices. The tight feeling got Logan to cum as well, filling her depths with his fluids in a mixture of passion and love.

The look on Ororo’s face was one of true divinity and as her nude body went limp, Logan shot up and caught her, pulling her into another deep kiss.

“Oh Logan…I love you,” she said, short of breath and energy.

“I love you too, Ro,” said Logan with a warm smile, “You really are a goddess.”

Remaining in a loving embrace, Logan and Ororo rested their tired bodies on the bed, holding each other as they nodded off into a peaceful rest, guided by the love that bound them till death do they part.

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An hour later, Logan stirred from his light sleep. Letting out a content sigh, he stretched his limbs, enjoying the afterglow of a nice romp with his wife on a Sunday afternoon. As he shifted his body, he found that Ororo wasn’t there.

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he heard the shower going. The door to the bathroom adjacent to their room was open and steam was billowing out, confirming that Ororo was in there. And after working in her garden and enduring a nice drawn out sex session, one could hardly blame her.

Logan was tempted to go in and join her, but as he looked at the clock he decided against it. It was almost five and Sarah would probably be home soon. Slipping on his pants and boxers, he got up and straightened out the sheets on their bed. Besides, he knew his wife would scorn him if he didn’t.

But as he set things back in their proper place, he felt something under Ororo’s pillow.

“Huh?” he said as he reached under and took out the object.

Upon seeing what it was, an intrigued look fell on Logan’s face. It was a brochure, and an old one from the looks of it. At the top, it read ‘So you want to adopt a child.’ And when he saw those words, his gaze shifted back towards the open bathroom door where his wife was still showering.

With the brochure in hand, Logan walked back downstairs looking through the contents. It had a lot of information about legal, logistical, and procedure issues regarding adoption. There was a lot of stuff here, including phone numbers and locations. And as he looked at this, Logan’s thoughts drifted back to his wife.

He remembered that day 13 years ago when their daughter, Sarah, was born. It was without a doubt one of the happiest days of his life. It was probably one of the few occasions he cried. He was just so happy and he never saw his wife so happy before either. But at the same time, he knew there was sadness in those tears.

In the months leading up to Sarah’s birth, Ororo had suffered major complications that nearly killed her. Logan remembered it like a blur because he was so hysterical over the thought of losing his wife and baby. But she pulled through and so did Sarah. But because of those complications, Ororo could not bear any more children.

After the doctors gave her an emergency hysterectomy, she was so sad. But spending all those years raising and loving Sarah as the light of their lives helped to make up for it. But Sarah was growing up. She was becoming more independent. When they first got married, they talked about having a lot of kids. And with Sarah growing up, the cold hard truth was catching up to them.

Sitting down at the kitchen table, Logan contemplated this. But he was suddenly shaken out of his daze by the entrance of a familiar presence.

“Mom! Dad! I’m home!” said a beautiful young voice.

“Hey, there’s my little basketball star,” said Logan as he went over to his daughter and gave her a big hug, “So how’d it go?”

“Better than I had hoped,” said Sarah as she wiped the sweat from her brow, “I think the coach will take me off reserve when the season starts.”

“See? I knew you’d show em!” said Logan proudly, giving his daughter an encouraging shot in the arm, “Just gotta remember to think on your feet.”

“Yeah, that and control my temper,” she muttered.

“I take it your record for most fouls in a game still stands?”

“I’m never going to live that down, am I?”

“Not until someone breaks it!” said Logan with a grin, “But hey, ya can’t help it if ya got the ol’ Howlett passion.”

“Passion huh? My coach calls it anger management.”

“Ah, what does he know?”

“Well unfortunately, he knows how to bench me,” she sighed as she put her gym bag down, “So where’s mom?”

Logan was about to answer when a voice from the top of the stairs beat him to it.

“Right here!” said Ororo as she walked down with her hair still wet wearing a pair of shorts and casual T-shirt, “And how’s my little star in the making?”

“Sweaty, dirty, smelly…need I continue?” quipped Sarah as she gave her mom a hug.

“Well then why don’t you shower first before dinner. I’m making gumbo tonight.”

“Beef gumbo?” said Sarah hopefully.

“Of course,” affirmed the African beauty, “Gotta eat healthy if you’re going to be ready for the season.”

“You’re your own nutritionist, mom,” teased Sarah as she made her way up the stairs.

“Hey, at least ya won’t ever have to worry about going hungry!” said Logan, laughing as watched his daughter disappear into the bathroom for a much needed shower.

No matter how many times they saw it, Logan and Ororo couldn’t get over how much Sarah had grown. It seemed like only yesterday she was a toddler. Now she was a straight-A student, a growing star on the basketball team, and was getting into boys.

She also took after her parents quite well. She was known for having a temper just like her father. But they helped her keep it in check and made sure she knew how to handle the challenges of growing up.

“I gotta feelin’ she’s gonna really shine this year,” commented Logan, “She’s strong, driven, and determined…just like her mother.”

“Well let’s also hope she inherits your aptitude for sweet talking,” said Ororo, giving her husband an affectionate kiss.

“We can only hope.”

As Sarah showered, Logan helped his wife out in the kitchen, hoping to talk to her about the brochure. Ororo was known for her skill in the kitchen. Hell, her food was almost on par with her body. And she was very passionate about cooking.

After helping her with a few things, Logan took out a beer from the refrigerator and leaned up against the counter.

“Darlin’, can we talk about something that’s been bugging me for a while?” he asked her casually as he opened his beer.

“What? Of course, Logan. What’s on your mind?” said Ororo as she got her pots and pans ready.

“It’s this,” he said tossing the brochure on the counter, “I thought we’d get it out in the open.”

Upon seeing the brochure, Ororo fell silent and stopped what she was doing. A conflicted look fell upon her face. This had been a sensitive issue for her and discussing it was difficult. She knew she couldn’t hide it from Logan forever, although that didn’t stop her from trying.

“I was hoping to wait for the right moment to bring this up,” she said, looking away from her husband.

“Well ain’t no time like the present,” shrugged Logan.

“I’m serious, Logan.”

“So am I, Ro. We’ve talked about this off and on for the last three years. It’s never been too serious, but I guess I was wrong about that.”

Ororo felt a lump forming in her throat. She kept facing away to contain her emotions. Logan set his beer down and walked over to approach her, drawing her into a strong embrace.

“Come on, darlin’. What’s goin’ on? Why now?” he asked, drawing her gaze towards his.

Ororo actually laughed somewhat as she thought about it.

“It’s stupid, really.”

“Tell me anyways,” he shrugged, “I promise I won’t laugh.”

“It’s…I got this phone call at the garden shop earlier last week from Sarah’s coach.”

“Ain’t nothin’ unusual about that.”

“True, and I didn’t think too much of it either. But then he told me he was just calling to inform that he caught Sarah making out with a boy from the male basketball team under the bleachers.”

“You’re kidding?” said Logan with a humored look.

“I’m not,” said Ororo, shaking her head, “It wasn’t too serious. It was just playful, innocent fun. I talked to Sarah about it. She didn’t make a big deal out of it.”

“Well with all the stuff we’ve told her about sex she should be comfortable talkin’ about it.”

“She is…but that’s not what got me thinking,” said Ororo as she turned away again.

“Then what was it?” asked Logan, growing increasingly concerned, “Come on, darlin’. Talk to me. I’m yer husband. You can tell me anything.”

Ororo let out a deep sigh. This had been hanging over her for a long time now. She wanted to bring this up sooner, but things just kept getting in the way. They were so busy working their respective jobs, paying bills, and raising Sarah that it never came up. They weren’t rich and they didn’t always have the luxury of free time.

But she had given this enough thought and she wanted to take the next crucial step.

“It’s just that…Sarah is growing up so fast,” she mused, a smile forming on her face, “It feels like only yesterday I was changing her diapers. Now she and I talk about boys on a regular basis. I’m running out of stories to tell her about my wild life as a teenager.”

“Hey, between us we got plenty,” said Logan with a playful grin.

“I know, but beyond that, Sarah is growing up. And I just…I have a hard time contemplating that as a mother. She’s our only child and you know we can’t have any more. And I…Logan, I still have so much love to give.”

Tears were forming in her eyes. Logan hated it when she cried and he took her in another embrace. However, there was no denying the truth in her words.

“I know we’ve talked about adoption, but talking doesn’t change anything,” she said, swallowing her emotions, “That’s why I got that brochure. Victor Creed gave it to me. He said it was the same one he got when he adopted Clarice.”

“Yer trustin’ something Creed gave ya?” said Logan with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes, and it worked,” said Ororo, rolling her eyes at Logan’s cynicism at anything having to do with Victor, “He told me about an orphanage downtown. He even gave me the number of a social worker. Everything’s here. I know we’re not rich, but I just…”

Ororo couldn’t bring herself to finish. She just couldn’t find the words. Logan took a moment to absorb that. He had no idea his wife was so serious about this. Sure, they loved kids and they wished they could have had more, but could they really do this? Could they adopt a child and raise it as their own?

They had a lot of love in their hearts and it was only natural they would want to share it. Sarah had brought so much joy to their lives and they were so proud of her. But still, she was growing up. What were they to do with all that love they had left?

Finally, Logan broke the silence.

“Ororo,” he said, looking into those beautiful blue eyes of her, “Do you really want to do this?

Ororo hesitated at first, but remained as steadfast.

“Yes. I’m sure.”

That was all Logan needed to hear. If he and his wife wanted this, then why shouldn’t they do it? If there was a kid out there who needed a loving family, shouldn’t they get out there and share that love?

It would take planning and work, but they could handle that. All they had to do was take that first pivotal step.

“In that case, let’s do it!” said Logan, taking her hands in his and holding them close.

Ororo’s eyes widened at his words.

“You…you mean it?”

“Of course I do!” he said, feeling a new rush of excitement as he looked into her eyes, “I want this. You want this. That’s all we need. Shouldn’t it be that simple?”

Ororo couldn’t help but laugh. Even with matters as serious as this, her husband had a way of making it all so clear.

“You’re right. It is,” said Ororo, now sharing his enthusiasm, “We’ll have to have a long talk with Sarah and we’ll probably need to do a little remodeling to get a room ready.”

“Ah, we’ll worry about that shit later,” scoffed Logan, “Let’s make the call. Let’s not waste any more time.”

“Yes, we shouldn’t,” said Ororo, a warm smile forming on her face, “Oh Logan, this is so exciting! We’re going to have another baby!”

“You know it, darlin’,” he said as he lifted her off the ground and spun her around like he did when she first told him she was pregnant, “I may not know where the hell this will take us. But I’m willing to walk the road as long as you are.”

“Oh shut up and kiss me.”

Never one to argue with a Goddess, Logan did just that and captured her lips in a deep kiss. They had made their decision. They were taking the next step. Soon, they would have another child in their lives. And in their hearts, Logan and Ororo knew that somewhere out there their adopted child was waiting for them. All they had to do was bring him home.

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Up next: Logan and Ororo go to adopt their kid and find someone very special.