Feral in me

I own not..you sue not kay? If I owned..Marie and Logan would never been seen, just a rockin’ trailer in the background as the baddies get blown to hell.
“talking” *mind speaking*

“So in conclusion I would like to welcome you to The Xavier School for the gifted. But I would also like to make once more sure that you are very aware of the two words we do not utter together in a sentence, ever.”

The new student eyes wide wrote on the pad in her hand

Marie’s hurt.

Scott nodded satisfied he had made his point and went to move away.

“But Sir…. you never said why.”

Turning back he directed the student down the hall to where the rec room. Curled up on the sofa was a young woman with brown hair but with strange platinum blond bangs. The man she was curled into had his arm across her back and was drinking a beer. He looked…. rough.

“That’s Marie. Next to her is Logan…. or the Wolverine. The reason we do not put those two words together. He is…a super healer but he is also a little bit wild. The name Wolverine sits very well. Utter those two words and you’ll find out why.”

Logan looked up and sneered at Scott who raised an eyebrow. A feral growl was his only response. Obviously he was feeling his beast today. Scott went to step into the room but a quite *snick* stopped him. A single claw was all the warning he needed. Seeing Marie was also asleep, he realized that Logan was feeling very animal like today and he was about to step into his territory. Stepping back Scott turned back to the scared looking girl.

“He gets like that. He’s very protective of his…well…mate. Even though it can’t really be said they’re together. The Wolverine side of him doesn’t see it like that though. You’re safe though. Your female. Step into the room.”

The Wolverines eyes were still on the two in the doorway but the claw slide slowly back in and the girl looking extremely scared took a step into the room. Logan watched her carefully but didn’t pop a claw or threaten her. Stepping back out she nodded.

“I see. Is he…is he always like this?”

Scott shook his head.

“No he’s not but he is a little on the gruff side when he’s acting ‘human’. Marie got…. that word, a few days ago and he’s been Feral since then. He’ll come out of it soon.”

The girl nodded and when Scott left she followed.

The rec room around them was completely empty which had been normal around the couple lately. Where Marie went so did Logan, and right now the Wolverine projected something that said, run away. When Marie went to bed he slept curled around her. The Wolverine didn’t understand why she wore the cloths or made him wear them when they were inside but once in the room he made damn sure neither of them had any. It was getting to the point where Marie had to shed as many garments as possible before getting in the room or face the rest of her cloths that still remained intact being shredded. The Wolverine sniffed the air around them before growling in a satisfied way and settling back again. Nobody around. His mate was curled up with her head resting against his side and he had his arm around her. He knew she was asleep. It was the only time she wasn’t tense when he was touching her. The Wolverine also knew her skin was dangerous, which was why she was nervous. But it wasn’t dangerous to him. He was part of her, she was part of him, and it made sense to the Wolverine even if it didn’t make sense to the Bald male or any others of this pack. Marie shifted in her sleep and slid down until her head was laying in his lap and the Wolverine rumbled happily.

*Hey Bub. Don’t even think about it. That’s my Girl there in your lap.*

The Wolverine growled unhappily at Logan. This was their mate. He could be happy about where she was laying if the Wolverine wanted to be happy about it.

*I told you. You don’t even try and touch my girl like that.*

Wolverine rumbled low in his throat then stilled when Marie stirred disturbed by the vibrations. He was the one who got Marie naked wasn’t he? That was more then the man ever did.

*That’s because she’s my girl.*

The voice faded out and the Wolverine wondered briefly if the man was insane. Getting Marie naked was the best part of the Wolverine’s day. When Marie began waking up he pulled her in closer and sniffed deeply at her hair and she sighed.

“Sugar, yah know yah should’n be doin’ tha. I really wish yah’d settle down. Yar makin’ life hard fer meh. Just let Logan back. Please?”

Wolverine growled softly in her ear before he licked it making her squirm.

“I’ll take that as a no. Ih’m hungry. Let meh go Wolverine.”

He rumbled and pulled her closer as she wriggled to try and get away. One arm was tight around her waist and his spare hand began to wonder over the body of his mate.

“Wolverine yah let meh go this instant. Ih told yah. I ain’t lettin’ yah mate with meh.”

The Wolverine growled and pulled her in closer still.

“Let. Meh. Go!!!”

Marie was getting worried. The Wolverine had been insistent before but not this bad. She had turned him down time and again. The Clothing thing was nothing really but this was getting bad. He didn’t care where they were. If he felt the need he would start fondling her. Attempting to get her to accept, to mate with him. So far she had resisted. Logan may not know it but she loved the man. The Wolverine was not the man. She could just ignore everything else and pretend it was Logan in control but she knew it wasn’t true. The Wolverine may want her but inside she bet Logan was sickened. On that thought she shoved hard into his chest and managed to surprise him but send herself tumbling to the floor hitting her head on the edge of the coffee table. Unfortunately the edge was sharp and cut her forehead. Getting into a crouch Marie touched the blood before she raised her eyes to the Wolverine. She saw what she feared. His eyes had widened and his growl came to her ears. Whenever he smelt her blood he left forth a constant growl. Damnit. The Wolverine would have a stronger hold now. Getting up Rogue tried to stop the bleeding with her hand but the Wolverine stood as well and pulled her hand away. His growl was still coming but as he leaned forward Rogue’s hand shot out.

“Yah are not gonna lick it Wolverine. Ih swear ta God. Yah do that again and Ih’m gonna be sick.”

At that threat the Wolverine tilted back slightly confusion in his eyes. He had cared for her before in that way but now she was saying it would make her more unwell. Fine. Red female it is. Not Blue male. No male touching HIS mate. With a careless swing he had Marie in his arms and was carrying her down to the med lab. He growled at anyone who passed and soon found the corridors ahead of them empty. Good.

“Wolverine yah put meh down. Ih can walk just fine.”

In response his arms just tightened around her and his growl escalated. Great. Finally he stopped in front of a doorway that opened itself and he stepped in growling something that was turning into a snarl when he spotted Blue. Henry McCoy looked Rogue over as he lifted his hands up in the air and made himself slump in the shoulders slightly.

“Ih’m sorry Henry. Ih can’t make ‘im stop.”

Henry smiled despite the dangerous looking Wolverine glaring and snarling at him.

“It’s quite alright m’dear. I can understand the natural instinct that would make the Wolverine try to kill every male around you.”

Marie smiled at the poor joke and Watched as Henry left and Jean came in.

“Oh Rogue your hurt? Let me have a look.”

However when Jean tried to get Wolverine to let go his snarling stopped but he simply refused to release her.

“It’s okay Jean. You know how protective he gets. I fall off the sofa and hit my head on the coffee table. The Wolverine is getting more insistent.”

Damn right. Marie is my mate. You mate with your mate. There is no mating happening.

Jean raised an eyebrow.

“Ever second or third word in his head is mate. How are you holding up? You know we’ll help you should it get passed where you can handle.”

Rogue nodded as Jean cleaned the wound then put a few butterfly strips on it.

“I know Jean but for now I’m okay. If he gets much worse though…”

Jean looked at the scowling Wolverine and switched to pathing.

*Wouldn’t it be easier to give in? He’s still Logan. It’s his body.*

*It’s not the same Jean. I don’t want it to be the Wolverine the first time. I want it to be Logan. The Wolverine is not Logan.*

*Okay Marie, but it would make life so much easier for everyone.*

*Jean that’s selfish. It’s my body. To give to whoever I want and not for the conveyance of others*.

*I didn’t…I wasn’t. *

*Thank you for fixing my head.*

Rogue looked up at the Wolverine so he would bend his head and sniff the cut. Satisfied he lifted her higher in his arms and left the med lab heading for the kitchen.

“Enough Wolverine. Put me down.”

Surprisingly he did so and she stood for a minute before she began to walk on her own. Sure enough the Wolverine snatched her hand and held it in his bigger one. It was kinda cute. But restrictive. At least he wasn’t doing what he had at first, arm always around her waist or shoulders or shoving her behind him whenever somebody came to near. That was damn annoying. Suddenly she felt a slight twinge of pain and lifted her hand to her head. Rumbling the Wolverine spun her and had her pinned against the wall. Her breasts flattened against the cold wood paneling. She shuddered as she felt the Wolverine press his length to her back. He was being gentle. Her body thrummed to life as she felt him nuzzling her neck the soft brush of his old day shadow made a full shudder travel down her length. He must have smelt her desire come to the fore. Before she had been able to control it. But something about the way he was in full control of her body that she felt surrounded yet protected by him. He seemed to purr as his hips pushed hers into the wall. She felt his rigid length against the soft flesh of her behind and moaned. He purred louder in response. His face reached higher and his nose brushed to the edge of her wound. He sniffed and she felt him let out a small sound like a whine. Like an upset animal. His desire didn’t subside, if anything they increased. Settling his head back down to nuzzle her shoulder she felt his tongue touch the point right where her neck and shoulder joined, where the pulse beat heavy and fast. She bit back a gasp and tilted her head to allow him better access. Surprising her his teeth gently took the offered flesh. Not biting down but holding her there as his hips pressed forward before easing back then pressing forward again. Rogue understood. The Wolverine was holding his mate. Making sure she knew who was dominant. But still letting her know he will not hurt her. The combination was powerful to a girl who neither touched skin but had always had to control herself. Giving it over to the Wolverine was intoxicating. She felt his hand slip between her hips and the wall his fingers stroking down over the soft material of her black pants. Tenderly they pressed inwards as his hips rocked forward making her breath catch as the sensations burned through her. Her mind was gone. Behind her was Logan. He was touching her. It was gentle. Like she would expect from him rather then the Wolverine. She felt not only his teeth holding her neck but also his lips had dropped around the area now and were softly suckling creating a pull she no longer wished to resist.

“Oh Logan.”

The Wolverine froze then his sucking became harder…almost painful but not quite. His hips moved faster his fingers pressed harder against her making her hips buck back into him. Then he released her neck and gave that familiar growl of Satisfaction. Marie didn’t care he was licking his way up her neck before his teeth caught the edge of her ear. His purr was fast turning into a very loud rumble and his hips pressed more fully into her, harder, faster. Panting Marie focused her eyes and looked down the corridor and nearly screamed. About 15 meters from then stood a shocked Storm. Logan stilled a few seconds after she froze and looked up with a disappointed grunt. Seeing Storm he pressed Rogue more firmly into the wall and caught her hands in his drawing them up high above her head pushing them hard to the wall pinning her. Her voice was an agonized whisper.

“Please Wolverine stop.”

The Wolverine growled. She had been pliant and willing seconds before and now she was tense and upset. Mate…no mate. He was damned angry. Turning his head he let out a vicious snarl to the white haired lady who looked ruffled and scampered away. Then he turned his attention back to Rogue.

*Take your mangy paws off my girl Bub. *

Damn the man had woken up. When Marie called his name he must have stirred. His mate was struggling to get off the wall and Wolverine stepped back and shook himself. He must mate and soon.

*I told ya’ before buddy, you try that again and I’ll be doing more then yelling at cha.*

The Wolverine merely snarled back. He was not in a charitable mood. Grabbing Marie’s hand he dragged her to where the pack stored their food and rushed her around making her choose quickly before dragging her…. and food back to her room. Shoving her in he followed slammed the door and started ripping his cloths off. Then with meticulous care he released his claws and shredded Marie’s before she even put the food down.

“Damnit Wolverine. I told yah not ta be doin’ that.”

*So did I.*

Rogue was too used to it to be worried by now of being naked but something in the Wolverines eyes didn’t look all Feral. The made her embarrassed, as if Logan was getting an eyeful too.

*Damnit. That’s my Girl. God she’s built.*

The Wolverine agreed heartily then forced Logan back and focused his mind on his mate. She had put all the food down on the bedside table when he pounced. He tumbled them both back on the bed and straddled her, his still erect member was lying on her stomach. Rogue looked as if she was about to scream but the Wolverine lowered his mouth and for the first time kissed her. She squirmed wildly then all of a sudden stilled and the Wolverine lifted his head in confusion. She just lay there her eyes closed and turned her head away.

“Grrrr.”

She didn’t respond.

“GRRRRRRR”

Still nothing. He didn’t understand. What was she doing?

“Grrr?”

Her brown eyes opened and focused on him.

“Ih’m not going to mate with you Wolverine. Not before I at least get to speak to Logan.”

Wolverine snarled. Logan, Logan always Logan. Before anything more could be done the phone next to Marie’s bed rang and he got off her to let her get it. He was too angry, confused and a great deal of other things to do anything else.

“Rogue…………..Ih’ll be down in a minute, if he lets meh.”

She hung the other end up then rolled on her side to look at Wolverine.

“There’s a mission. We need Logan. Now.”

A deep rumble started and in the man’s eyes Marie saw a great battle coming forth. She went to reach forward but one of the man’s hands shot up and grabbed her wrists stopping her. A slight nod was all she got but that was more then normal from the Wolverine. She at least knew Logan was aware of what was going on. Standing she managed to find enough undamaged clothes to get into and made her way to the meeting room. Wolverine had dressed and followed her silently, not touching her, for the first time since her getting wounded 5 days ago.


Everyone had gathered in the Danger room. It was a pretty quite group as they looked over as Marie walked in followed by the Wolverine, who for once didn’t growl at any of the males in the group. Rogue looked around the group.

“Ih think Logan’s workin’ with tha Wolverine.”

The nodded in response and Scott began to outline the plan to the group in general.

“We had debated leaving you behind Rogue and Logan too but we need Logan on this one. We also need you. We’re going up against a mutant who was once a friend. Now no longer. Carol Danvers or Miss Marvel. She has super strength and near invronability. Your going to have to use you powers on her Rogue. We know what this will do but the Professor will be here to help you when we get back.”

Rogue was shaking. This was the one thing she had hoped the team would never ask her.

“How…. how long do I hold on?”

Scott leveled his ruby lens at her.

“As long as it takes.”

Logan growled fro the first time since they had been called and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned back thankful for his support.

“So I have ta I kill her.”

The silence was answer enough. Rogue turned and buried her face into the Wolverines shoulder. Logan’s shoulder. She didn’t care right now. She was about to get somebody in her head. Somebody she wouldn’t like. His arms tightened around her and his face pressed against her cheek trying to give her comfort.

“When?”

Her voice was muffled but Scott heard anyway.

“In 3 days. If there was another way Rogue…”

Marie nodded but still stayed where she was.

“I understand. Logan, I want to go.”

The man or the animal both understood and lifted the woman into his arms. She was letting, asking him to carry her. Without a backward glance they strode to the door. She had three days where her head would be quite. She buried her face deeper into his neck and began to cry. The wolverine whined again and pulled her even closer.

“It’ll be okay darlin’”

His voice was rough from disuse but it was Logan. That just made her cry harder. He tried to shush her but instead carried her to his room. He didn’t know how long he’d have until the Wolverine reasserted his dominance but he needed to be with her. He, Logan. Carefully he sat on the bed and kept holding her close, rocking her slightly. Blessing every god that he had heard of that he could touch her skin. That somebody could at this point.

“You don’t have to do it ya know. Scooter can’t make ya and if you say so, we’ll leave right now. You and me. We’ll go wherever you wanna go. Marie darlin’ please.... I’ll do what ever you want. Just please stop crying Baby.”

Her crying was tearing him to pieces. The Wolverine it confused and upset, the man it nearly killed him. She finally snuffled and brought it to a soggy halt.

“Ih’m sorry Logan. It’s just with everything right now, Ih didn’t need this on top ya know?”

He continued to rock her gently.

“I know darlin’. Don’t be sorry. I just can’t handle it when ya cry. It hurts way down deep in a way no man could like.”

She clutched him tighter.

“About the Wolverine….”

Logan stiffened slightly but let her talk.

“I’m not gonna mate wit him. I can’t.”

Logan growled and shook his head when she stiffened.

“That was all me darlin’. He ain’t happy about it but I understand. You’re to good for us. I can’t stop him but if you were in here with us you’d sure as hell hear me yelling at him when he’s trying something.”

Rogue shook her head.

“It’s not that. I know you don’t wanna hear it Logan but it’s you I want. Not him. I know he’s a part of you and for that I care for him but I want you.”

Logan closed his eyes as his arms spasmodically tightened around her. Oh he knew alright. He wanted her just as much. He loved her. He was fairly sure she loved him too. But what if the Wolverine emerged again? After being with him the Wolverine would see no reason why she should resist. He couldn’t bare it if he hurt her. Rogue started to tense as time went by.

“If ya not gonna say anything then let meh go Logan, Ih don’t need yar pity.”

When she began to move Logan growled a warning and she stopped straight away. He wondered vaguely if the Wolverine had imprinted even more closely on him.

“It ain’t pity baby. I want you too. The Wolverine wouldn’t be doin’ half the stuff he was if I didn’t. But if we’re together and the Wolverine does come up again he’ll see no reason for you not to mate with him. If me why not him.”

Rogue shook her head her warm brown eyes meeting his hazel ones.

“If ya hadn’t noticed Sugah I was damn close to giving into the Wolverine so I could think it was you. You may not see it but you are the same person. Just one is a little more…. aggressive then the other, more sure about what he wants. I’ve been waiting 4 years Logan fer ya. He comes up once or twice and straight away he goes for what he wants. Ih just think…”

Logan mouth came down on hers. When she gasped he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He was jealous. Jealous of the Wolverine. She was his. She moaned and he tilted her back in his arms and began to kiss his way down her throat when he stopped dead staring at her neck. A red mark marred the smoothness and the imprint of teeth could be seen. They were towards the back so it could only be seen when her hair was tossed back. The Wolverine. He had marked her as his own.

*Ours.*

Logan’s eyes widened. Ours? The Wolverine saw her as belonging to them both. He had marked her to prove the point. Rogue was beginning to sit up a little concerned when he had suddenly stopped and with a sexy growl he spun then and put her flat on the bed with his entire body covering her. The man and the animal in prefect agreement for once. His hips pressed into her’s making her legs part and allowing him to rest between. She gasped as he licked up her neck. He was going to ravish her. Prove how much the man wanted her. He grabbed either cried of her shirt and was about to pull when he heard her voice.

“LOGAN!! No!”

Startled he lifted his head and stared into her eyes. She said she wanted him. Had he gone to fast? He had being proving a point, she had let the Wolverine mark her as theirs and now he was proving it. But she was stopping him. She laid her smaller hers softly over where his were fisted in her shirt.

“Logan these are the only cloths the Wolverine hasn’t destroyed. I need them.”

He growled.

“No you don’t. I’m gonna keep you naked unless we have to go outside. Then you can wear one of my shirts or something.”

SO saying and hearing her giggle Logan rent the shirt in two and her pants followed after. She wore nothing underneath. Taking in a deep breath he smelt the arousal that was coming off her in waves.

“Mine baby. Your all mine.”

She lay there without a single piece of clothing and let him look his fill as he leaned back.

“I can see being with you is gonna be expensive.”

Logan rumbled. She hadn’t said she wasn’t his just said that she would be with him. That satisfied the man and the beast. Quickly he disposed of his own shirts then unbuckled his jeans. Her small hands came out and undid the fly sliding the zipping down as her knuckles bumped against his erection. He noticed her hand shook slightly when he rumbled with pleasure.

“Marie, I won’t hurt ya.”

She nodded as he stood to remove his jeans and she surprised when she didn’t seem embarrassed by his nakedness.

“Sugah, the Wolverine has a problem keeping cloths on. Ih’ve seen ya like this many times.”

He climbed back on top of her stroking her hair out of her face as he settled between her legs.

“The difference is it’s me this time. Remember that. Are you sure about this darlin’?”

Again she nodded and lifted her head to kiss him. Her tongue stroked into his mouth calling his to her in the most primal way. When his followed hers back into Marie’s mouth she moaned and sucked at the muscle, which made Logan rub himself against her. What she was doing with her mouth made him think of her welcoming other parts of his body into hers. Resting his weight on his left elbow he let his other hand steal between them coming to rest cupping the brown curls that he had never gotten to touch like this. When her hips pressed up into his hand and she moaned he plunged one finger into the warm slickness with a groan. She was ready and she broke the contact of their mouths to throw her head back and moan as he set a rhythm. When her small hands wrapped around his throbbing cock he gritted his teeth and thrust into them as he would her body. He growled deep as she shifted her hand so he was positioned at her entrance. He knew what she was telling him. Moving his hands he braced himself on both his elbows and nudged forward. As he head breeched her small entrance she gasped again and her hands flew to his shoulders wrapping around him and drawing him down.

“Oh mah God. Logan.”

He felt her breathing come in short gasps and he knew his chest was raising and falling in the same rhythm. He was in his Marie. Not deep but he was inside her. He held himself there, was the head of his cock inside her and looked into her eyes. Their faces were so close their noses almost touched. The moment was something he wanted frozen in time. His Marie, accepting him into her body. He loved her fiercely. Seeing her like this almost made his heart burst. She had fought off the Wolverine, to be with him, she faced to fact of losing herself completely to help the Xmen and still she was here…. For him. Not for anyone else. With a groan he laid his head on the pillow next to hers.

“I love you Marie.”

With those words he thrust forward. He knew she stiffened slightly but he held himself still his teeth gritted together, She was so tight. SO small but she fit him perfectly, her body stretching around his. Like she was made to be like this. With him. Only him. He didn’t care if she said the words back to him. He knew she loved him. She wouldn’t have fought so much for it to be him if she didn’t. When he had first met her, she had been a girl, now she was a woman, but made truly into a woman by him. Only ever him. He heard something in the hallway but was too wrapped up in this to worry about it. Feeling her ease he pulled himself out of her and then plunged back in. She moaned and her hips met his. This was his Marie. She would take all he could give but she would give all he wanted to take in return. His entire being focused on her as he began pumping into her, hearing his own raggered groans and her sweet small cries in return. He watched her face lifting his head from the pillows to do so. Suddenly her body froze under his and he snarled. He wasn’t prepared for the fright that came into her eyes.

“No!!!”

Then something slammed into him from behind and everything went black.

Coming to was not pleasant.

“MARIE!!!”

He opened his eyes and found himself strapped down but he was in the mansions med lab. Seeing Jean he growled out.

“Where’s Marie?”

She shook her head sadly.

“We don’t know. You were knocked out and she was taken. We found you naked. We weren’t sure if it Wolverine or Logan so we did this to be safe.”

Logan snarled.

“Did ya think Marie would let the Wolverine make love to her? Turn me loose. I have to find her.”

Jeans eyes widened.

“You were…. wha…. I thought you didn’t…”

Logan snarled some more.

“I love her Damnit. We love her. Wolverine and I both.”

The bonds were released and Logan was up in a shot.

“Who took her?”

“Carol. She somehow knew we would put Rogue against her.”

“How long?”

Jeans eyes became dark.

“A few hours. Charles can’t find her.”


“Why was I out that long?”

Jean looked shame faced and couldn’t meet his eyes.

“We drugged you. Like I said we didn’t know who we were dealing with and were trying to get Rogue back before we let you loose. We didn’t know what the Wolverine would have done.”

“Found her. He would have found her. Now the scents would have faded. I don’t stand a chance now.”

The man looked broken. He had finally had her in his arms. Made love to her and she was gone. Carol would have killed her by now. Deep within him the Wolverine howled and Logan didn’t even want to contain it and it burst forth filling the mansion with the mournful sound. He and the animal had nearly become one when he had Marie in his arms. They were one. Together they just curled up into a ball in the corner of the lab rocking back and forth. Tears spilled down the mans cheeks.

Jean had no idea how much this man had felt for the woman they all called Rogue. Everyone knew the Wolverine wanted her but not Logan. They had thought Rogue was doomed to an unreturned love. They had thought wrong. Rogue… Marie was the reason this immortal man lived. The reason he was even here.

*Xavier.*

*I know Jean. I’ll put him to sleep.*

Logan body stopped rocking and Jean floated him back to the bed. Later she transferred him to the bed in Rogue’s room. She felt he would wake better that way. For days the mansion held a feeling of gloom. As if they were already mourning Rogue. If Xavier couldn’t feel her then it didn’t bode well. The Xmen searched but found nothing. Logan had awoken but he did not leave the room. Food was left outside the door and it was left there untouched. Jean had entered the room once only to see the damage the man had inflicted. Violence was drawn on every surface of the room, gouges on the walls from his claws, the bed ripped to shreds and the Wolverine had sat in the corner of the room and growled at her until she left his arms wrapped around his legs. This went on for a week. Xavier suggested a private goodbye for Rogue but when he suggested such to Logan everyone heard the violent reaction and Kitty who had the room next to Rogue’s had to be moved because the hole in the wall between the two rooms was large enough for her to see everything.

The Next day the Mansion was thrown into Chaos.

An entire wall on the side of the building had been punched through and a body lay in the rubble. Scott was the only one brave enough to go near but before he could uncover it enough to see who it was to everyone’s shock the Wolverine was standing over the body, growling and threatening with his claws. The fact he was out of Rogue’s room was the major factor. Then ignoring everyone he dug through the mess and pulled out Rogue’s body. Kitty fainted. Scott stood dumbfounded and Jean wept. She had watched Logan slowly die in the last week. Rogue was alive, although she was unconscious and that meant Logan would live. Both these people, so in love, would live. Logan ignored the others but fixed hi eyes on Jean who nodded through her tears and followed Logan down to the med lab. His eyes were fixed on his small burden and Jean could see the glint of tears that marred his gaunt looking face.

“She smells different Jean. Something’s not right. I need you to help her.”

His voice was almost broken. Jean couldn’t stand it. With infinite care the man they had once thought without care or love laid the small woman on the bed but kept hold of her hand in his. Instead of stepping away to get a chair he knelt on the floor and pressed his cheek against Rogue’s pale one.

“Please baby… please come back to me. I promise. I’ll never run again, we’ll be together forever. It’ll never take me 4 years to get something right ever again. Please baby.”

Jeans heart nearly broke. His whisper was tormented. More then she could bear. Carefully so as not to touch her skin Jean cut off Rogues clothing and checked her over. There was no damage, no wounds. Anywhere. Pulling a sheet up over her Jean knew there had to be something keeping her unconscious.

*Professor.*

*I’m coming.*

A few minutes later Xavier rolled into the room his eyes lighter then they had been in a week. When they fell on Rogue they filled with tears that did not fall.

“I’ll have a look.”

Logan lifted his head but instead of growling his eyes were pleading. Xavier nodded and came to the head of the table and placed his heads gently over her temples.

*Marie?*

*She’s here. What do you want?*

*Who are you?*

*You know who Xavier. Your little bitch here did what she was supposed to. Killed me.*

*Then die.*

*I don’t think so. She took all my powers so I’m taking her body.*

Xavier looked up at Jean.

“Jean Can you leave the room. Logan I may need your help.”

As Jean left Xavier reached out with one hand and placed it over where Logan held Marie’s.

*This is the Wolverine Carol. He may have something to say about you keeping Marie’s body.*

*Get out bitch.*

*Logan?*

*Marie baby. I’m here. Don’t let her win.*

*I’m trying but….*

*I’m here to help. I want you to think real hard baby. I know I’ve become immune but if you think real hard you can suck me in again, I’ll help you fight her. I love you.*

*I..*

*Just do it baby.*

*Fuck off you great big bag of hair. This bodies mine now and if you think…what’s that?*

Logan felt the pull and Xavier lifted his hand off where his sat on Logan’s.

*Incoming bitch.*

With that Logan passed out and his hand slipped from Marie’s. He came around a few hours later lying on a bed next to Rogue’s. Seeing the Professor he croaked out.

“How is she?”

Xavier took his eyes off the still form of Marie and turned to Logan.

“Fighting. You and her make a formidable team but Carol is strong. We won’t know the out come until she wakes.”

Logan’s eyes went to the still form that he loved so much.

“When?”

Xavier’s voice was sad but Logan refused to take his eyes off her.

“We don’t know Logan. The battle may go on for some time.”

Logan growled and sat up pulling IV leads out as he went.

“I’m staying here.”

Xavier nodded and left the room. When Jean brought food down Logan ate. No way in hell he was gonna be weak when his Marie needed him. Somewhere in the night she woke up and called his name her voice desperate. When he took her hand she calmed and he didn’t feel the pull knowing their special bond protected him once again.

“I’m here baby. I ain’t going anywhere.”

She drifted back to sleep but Logan had seen the battle still raging in her eyes as they shifted from brown to blue to back to brown again.

Logan slept and when he awoke it was to people gathered around them. He let out a soft growl and Marie’s eyes swung straight to him. The look in them was haunted and one of great pain. He crawled up onto the med bed and wrapped himself around her unmindful of the people staring at them. Logan would have cared but that was before he and the Wolverine made a deal. Somewhere in his sleep he had agreed to be in contact with Marie as much as possible and the Wolverine agreed not to try and ravage Marie in public places…unless Logan agreed as well. She tensed slightly but he didn’t let go and looked about the people that surrounded them. Henry McCoy, Xavier, Jean, Scott, Kitty and that damn Cajun. He bit down the growl. Marie was his now. He and the Wolverine had claimed her. The people seeing him awake dispersed slightly but Xavier stayed.

“Marie I understand your wish to be confined but Logan, I’m guessing would want to go with you.”

She stiffened further and Logan looked up from sniffing her hair.

“What’s going on? Marie? Why do you wanna be locked up?”

Marie’s brown eyes locked with his and he saw the color shift then settle in the brown.

“Because Ih don’t wanna hurt anybody.”

Logan shook his head. She was such a little thing. How could she hurt anybody?

“Logan I got Carol’s powers and Ih’m still fighting her and trying to learn to use her powers. I’m scared.”

He growled and pulled her closer. Then he noticed she felt different. Muscles that had been soft and hidden before now felt defined and he pulled up the sheet to peek underneath. Marie squeaked and tried to hold it down but not before he saw her muscles were definitely bigger and more defined then before looking up to her blush he grinned.

“Seen it before Baby.”

She blushed but her eyes then flashed blue and he was flying across the room. After hitting the wall he stood rubbing his jaw.

“Sure as hell are a bit stronger.”

Marie scrambled up her eyes brown once more and holding the sheet close she rushed to his side.

“Ih’m so sorry Logan. Carol hates you ‘cause yer helping meh. I didn’t mean to do it.”

He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close. He worked his jaw carefully feeling fractures heal.

“It’s alright baby. I know. No harm done. Super healer remember?”

She lowered her eyes and stepped away.

“Professor will you let me be confined now?”

Xavier nodded but Logan swore.

“I told ya Baby. Ya don’t have to be confined. You and me, we’ll just stay out of everyone’s way.”

Marie shook her head.

“She would gladly kill you Logan. That I can’t allow.”

Logan pulled her up so her feet left the ground. Suddenly he felt himself being lifted as her hands took hold of his were they held her. He had a metal skeleton. He weighed more then she should be able to lift. Gently she put him down.

“Super strength Logan. If Carol got control long enough she could easily break whichever adimantium-covered bone in your body she wanted. I doubt you could survive having your head crushed.”

Logan wasn’t ready to give up that easy. He had made love to her once. That meant she was his as far as he was concerned. He was hers just the same.

“I don’t care darlin’. I don’t want to be separated from you. Besides where could we put you that Carol couldn’t break out of?”

He saw her eyes widen at that and he knew he was right.

“Just come back to our room. You’ll be fine. You’ll see.”

Xavier went to say something but a look from Marie quelled him as her shoulders slumped. Smiling Logan lifted her into his arms and strode down the corridor. Soon he went past her room and into his. He didn’t want her to see what he had done since she was missing. Entering he noticed a pile of cloths that would fit her sitting on his dresser.

“She even Jean thinks this is where you should be. Now let’s take that sheet.”

He put her down and in the same instant stole the sheet leaving her naked to his gaze. She had been beautiful before but now she was stunning. Her stomach was perfectly flat with the hint of muscles underneath. Her arms which had been waif looking before were now defined. As she crossed her arms over her chest he noticed some definite size change there too.

“Baby, your beautiful.”

She looked uncomfortable but when he wrapped his arms around her naked form she didn’t resist. Instead she relaxed against him and lifted her eyes to meet his. When he met the beautiful chocolate brown he couldn’t hold back any more and brought his lips down to hers. All tension left her limps and she wrapped her arms around his waist and held him too her. When he grunted she broke away looking surprised.

“Marie, remember super strength.”

She blushed and let him go careful to place her hands on his shoulders. His kisses continued and the passion burned bright between them. All of a sudden he was shoved back. Hitting the wall he looked up to find blue eyes staring at him.

“Awww, Wolvie was getting laid huh?”

Logan growled.

“Fuck off bitch, this is me and Marie time.”

He dived at her and took her by surprise pining her to the bed. The eyes flickered and Marie was back.

“Mood killer?”

Logan shook his head.

“No way darlin’. Helped me get you right where I wanted you. Besides, a little bit of fight thrown in with loving is not a bad thing. Was always too scared of hurting someone before though. This’ll make it more fun for us. It’ll keep the Wolverine happy too.”

Marie’s eyes were sad but she giggled as he spoke.

“That’s about the kinkiest and sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me Logan.”

He rumbled happily noting the arousal he smelt intensified.

“I’ll say things like that a bit more often then. Darlin’ the Wolverine is demanding this be hard and fast. We were so damned scared that we’d never get to love you again and it’s hard to hold back now. Think you can handle it?”

Marie moaned at his words and Logan stood up and shredded his cloths off him. Her eyes were banked fires the practically screamed yes to him. He slide one hand down her body and tested finding her ready. He wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust hard and deep into her. She screamed with pleasure and his smile was feral.

“That’s it darlin’. We were made to be together.”

He felt her internal muscles clamp down on him at his words and his body began to pound into hers. She leaned up and took his mouth before flinging her head back.

“Oh God Logan.”

Her hair was hanging loose through the air… what the hell? He lost his rhythm when he noticed they were floating above the bed. Then he grinned. This is new. This could be good. Another day though. He applied himself letting the animal take care of the tempo as his mouth clamped around one of her nipples and he sucked fiercely. The Rogue was the Wolverine’s equal now. He couldn’t hurt her. She was strong, she was invernable. She could take all he could give. Harder his body pounded into hers as she screamed his name. By all that was holy she was a Goddess. Her body rocked under his. Every thrust made her breasts bounce up. Her back was ached to give him a better angle. She was taking all of him. All his power, his entire beast and she was loving it. There was no holding back, no concern about control. He felt her body tighten under his and knew she was about to come for him. His body became a frantic blur of movement over hers. Hearing her building up to let loose a scream that would shake the very foundations of the building he pushed his body right up deep as he could go and took her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue deep groaning when he felt her rhythmically clamp around his cock and then he shuddered and plunged hard and deep rearing his head back and letting out a feral half growl half howl as his cock exploded deep inside her. Both were panting as he noticed them start to lower back to the bed. He was half blind and unable to talk but he rolled to his side keeping them joined and tucked her in close to him. Never had he allowed himself to do what he had just done. Let the Wolverine become part of him when he was with a woman. Those women he just fucked. Despite how feral or over the top this encounter had been, he had still made love to Marie. Both sides of him together. He still wasn’t convinced that he hadn’t hurt her.

“Marie you okay baby?

His shoulder muffled her voice but she swatted her hand near his face.

“Shut up. I’m dead. I think you exploded my brain.”

Logan chuckled and kissed her forehead. They were both covered in sweat but at least their chests were no longer heaving.

“I love you Logan.”

He smirked. He already knew that.

“I love you to Baby.”

She shoved him over so he was on his back making him slid out of her. They both groaned at the loss but she snuggled under his arm into his side.

“I was going to run you know. Without you.”

Logan nodded.

“Yeah figured by the way Chuck shut his mouth quick. You know I wouldn’t have let you. I’d come after you.”

Marie nodded and drew her name into his chest. He briefly wondered if his healing factor would allow him to get a tattoo. Her name across his heart.

“I know you would Sugah.”

He rolled slightly and rested his head on his hand to look at her.

“We could go together if you’d feel better. Until you had Carol under control. I can take a few beatings.”

She shook her head.

“I’d rather not have that happen Sugah. She had control of me for a few days before I got back. I know what she’s capable of. You’re up here with me now. She’s losing. I’m stronger then her. That means I can leave her without her powers. She’s raging because I’m building a cage around her. She knows she’s trapped. Xavier will help me finish it. One day through I’m going to have to kill her. Not now. I’m not strong enough to do that twice so soon.”

Logan stroked her face.

“Tell me what happened baby.”

She snuggled in closer to him and took a deep breath.

“When she broke in here she knocked you out. I tried to go to you but she grabbed me. She was fully covered except her face and I tried to touch her but I couldn’t she knocked me out. When I came too I was chained to the ground and my skin was covered with this stocking thing, the thing Jean cut off me in the lab. I managed to rub a hole into the foot of it. I knew my skin was going to be what would save me. I didn’t know why she was keeping me alive until she came back in with a mutant. He was… strange in the head. He obeyed her every word and looked like he worshipped her. I knew he was strong because Carol had him moving things for her. Then she told him to… to fuck me. Not to stop till he died. I didn’t understand at first but then she laughed at me and said she was going to make a collection out of me. Put as many mutants into me as she could.”

Logan snarled and drew her closer wishing he could kill Carol himself.

“He was going to do it too. He came closer but I stuck out my foot and he stepped on it. He looked kinder confused by the pull and just stood then for a minute. The thoughts in his head were…not nice. But I got enough of his strength to break free and I just latched onto Carol. I ripped through the body suit and just latched on. I had enough strength left from the other mutant so she couldn’t break free. I didn’t let go until her heart stopped beating. It was her that snapped the other mutant’s neck. I don’t know why. She raged for a few days, destroyed everything around us. She was trying to beat my body up with it had her powers now and it didn’t work. Inside I was busy building a wall. When it was ready I slammed it into her and got control. That’s how I ended up back here. I was so tired of fighting her trying to control her powers that once I knew I was here I just collapsed, out of the sky I think, straight into a wall as the Professor tells me.”

Logan remembered. He remembered through his world of pain smelling her, hearing a great crash and rushing to the site. Digging her out of the rubble. Taking her to the med lab. Begging her not to leave him.

“I dug you out of the rubble. I thought when I smelt you my mind was playing tricks but I had to see if it was true.”

Marie pulled him in tight to her settling his head on his naked chest. Tears began to fall from his eyes as she held him like a child.

“I’m sorry Sugah. If it weren’t for you I would have never gotten the strength to fight Carol off. I mean before you got back in meh head. You saved me.”

He breathed deeply accepting the change in her scent and imprinting it in his mind. The Wolverine rumbled deep thinking she smelt good with his scent covering her. He held her closer and watched as she drifted into sleep. He was content to watch her. The steady rise and fall of her naked chest. She nestled closer to him and breathed deep. He rumbled deep in his chest and pulled her as close as she could get.

“Rest Darlin’. You’ve had on hellava time.”