Need

Chapter 5

When Logan woke up it was morning. He stretched, yawned, and then recalled where he was, who he was here with, and most importantly what had happened last night. Mystique was obviously still asleep. She was lying sideways, pressing the crumpled sheet against her chest. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was regular and deepstiqstique was very asleep.

Logan brushed his finger over her full, blue lips, wanting to push his finger inside her mouth, but that would wake her up. Mystique stirred slightly, as though she was waking up, but then her body relaxed again, slipping back to sleep.

Logan got out of bed, grabbed one of the motel towers, and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

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Mystique woke up shortly after Logan, and was first shocked to discover that Logan’s side of the bed was empty. He couldn’t have left, leaving her here, could he?

But then she heard splashing sounds from the bathroom, and realized he was just showering. She thought about joining him, but decided not to, since they were still quite new with each other, and Logan might not appreciate if she was too intrusive.

Suddenly she heard someone knocking at the door. What the hell was this? Who could that be? She hoped it wasn’t the manager or someone, who came to say they’d been too loud last night and disturbed the other guests.

Slightly annoyed, she went to see who it was, and even forgot to morph into someone normal before opening the door.

It was Erik. Mystique thought she’d have a fit and freak when she saw Erik, The Master of Magnetism, also known as Magneto, stand in the hallway outside their motel room.

“What are you doing here?!” she exclaimed loudly enough to wake the whole building. “I mean…what…!”

“I came to look for you, of course. What did you think?” Erik snapped back. “What exactly did you mean by leaving like that? It is not like you’re an immature teenager looking for attention!”

“And you’re not my father!” Mystique hissed, her yellow eyes glowing with fury. “How did you even find me?”

Erik sighed. He was wearing an elegant greyish suit, and a black, long overcoat. He also wore a fedora.

“I called my old friend Charles, and asked him to do me a favour. He sought you out with Cerebro. What are you doing at a shitty place like this, Raven? Were you jealous? Do you want attention? Do you feel I have neglected you lately?”

“I don’t want attention, I want you to get the fuck out of my face!” she snapped at him, hoping to make herself clear. Erik was a finished chapter. Period.

“Raven…” Erik said pleadingly. “Don’t act like a child. You are making it difficult for all of us. Come with me now, and let me take you home.” He reached out his hand against her, meaning she should take it and simply pretend everything was alright and all the problems forgotten. It was *so* like Erik. But it wouldn’t work this time.

“I’m sorry, Erik, but I’m not going with you,” she said calmly. “We’ve over. In every way. You can leave now.”

She tried to close the door, but Erik grabbedand and forced it open again. “Raven, stop playing around!” he said, with anger evident in his voice now. Maybe he had started to realize she was serious, after all. The look in his pale blue eyes was hard, and his white distinguished face looked very stern.

“I mean it, Erik!” Mystique said. “Go! I won’t come with you. We’ve finished. Where is Pyro, by the way?” she added when she noticed that the little slut was nowhere to be seen.

“He is at home,” Erik replied.

“I bet he’s waiting for you to come home and fuck him through the mattress, don’t you think?” she sneered. “So go somewhere where your presence is welcome!”

“Now you are being crude, Raven. I gave you *everything*. Always. You just had to mention something and I would get it to you. Is this how you repay me? I thought you loved me, Raven.”

“I did,” she admitted. “*Did*. It’s past tense. Our love ended a long time ago. Go now. I won’t tell you this again.”

“What’s all the shouting about?” Logan asked and appeared in the doorway, still wet with a towel tied around his waist. When he saw Erik it felt like someone had hit him in the stomach with a sledge.

“Fuck! Mags, what are you doing here?!” he called reflexively.

Erik’s jaw almost dropped to the floor and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw the other mutant appear behind Mystique. “Wolverine?” he asked, as if he didn’t trust his eyesight.

“It’s alright Logan, I can handle this,” Mystique said impatiently, gesturing at Logan to go away.

“Fuck me!” Logan muttered, regarding Magneto.

It seemed to take Erik some time to realize. “You ran away with *him*?!” he exclaimed in a shrill, piercing voice, very different from his normally calm low-pitched voice. “Good grief! Raven…? Are you…are you completely out of your mind?”

“Not as far as I know,” Mystique said.

“Yep, she’s with me now,” Logan stated and placed his arm around Mystique’s shoulders. “She’s had enough of your shit, and wants someone who appreciates her.”

Erik was so flabbergasted that he couldn’t utter any words. He simply stood there, eyes and mouth open wide, not knowing what to do or say. His Raven with Wolverine? No, impossible. This had to be some weird, fucked up dream, or something. He couldn’t really be standing here, in a motel near the Canadian border, and watch while Wolverine claimed that Raven had left the Brotherhood for him?

“I really suggest you leave now, Erik,” Mystique said seriously. “Go home to your little toyboy, and leave us alone.”

“We’re leaving. Now,” Logan said and started to get dressed. He threw the wet towel onto the rumpled sheets, picked up his grey duffel bag and Mystique’s suitcase, and grabbed Raven’s hand. Mystique followed him without objections, leava dua dumbstruck Erik standing in the hallway.

“Bye, Erik!” she called when she looked back over her shoulder. She received no answer. But she didn’t care. Erik and she were finished with each other, and a new – and hopefully better – life awaited her. With Logan.


The End