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A Freak like Me	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 38259 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I do not own either Harry Potter nor Xmen the fandom, Any of the Harry Potter characters or any of the X-men, and I am making no profit from this story.

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Chapter 12
I knew that the best way to deal with a feral was to act like you were feral too, but the only experience I had was watching the girl react to her mate while he was starving to death.
They say you have to think like a wolf, but my only experience with wolves was in story form. Well, Wolverine wasn’t huffing and puffing and I wasn’t a little girl in red, nor a little boy who cries a lot.
I just followed Remy’s lead. He got us out of bed with little pulls and whines and got Logan’s clothes for Wolverine to put on. He did so with a huff and a growl. It was more difficult to get him to let me get dressed. He wanted me naked and kept pulling at the clothes I was trying to put on. He must have wanted to use me again, it was the only logical reason I could think of to keep me unclothed. I wondered if pleasing him again would pacify him. I decided that I wouldn’t try until Remy said something, mostly because I was still shaking from earlier.
I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do. The Professor told us to come to the med lab and I knew he expected us in short order, but I wasn’t going to argue with Logan, even feral. It wasn’t my place to make decisions. Everything was taking so long, what if The Professor got mad and gave me to Jean and Scott?
Finally Remy whined enough that Wolverine huffed and stormed over to the door to wait while Remy got me into more of his clothes.
The walk to the med lab was fairly interesting. Wolverine knew there had been a battle so refused to let Remy or I walk in front of him. He whirled us around whenever he heard someone move from behind us. Once a kid who was new to the Manor was behind us and it took Remy stepping in front of the kid and taking the hit before Wolverine let her go.
Once we made it to the lab those there seemed to be shocked that Wolverine was feral. Did The Professor not tell them? He growled at them and kept me at his side.
I refused to look at the normals on the table, unwilling to recognize them and remember what they’d done to me. I watched the mutants instead, though I couldn’t help but notice that they had pulled the unconscious normals from the hallways and put them here.
Elixar had just finished healing them and Jean was keeping them asleep. I could feel her power in their minds. Wasn’t she supposed to loose her power as punishment? I shouldn’t have been surprised. I knew she was more important then me. The Professor probably realized that it was stupid to take her powers for hurting me. I was nothing.
Cyclops was talking to The Professor and Storm about the children and the body’s of the dead normals. Apparently the rest of the teens were calming the other students and Storm left to help them.
When we stepped in, The Professor asked Remy to report. Apparently they hadn’t done so before rushing off to get me. I couldn’t figure out why they would do that.
“Remy, tell us your experiences today.”
“Remy an’ Logan was in Remy’s room with le’ange an’ ‘e said der were ‘normals’ fifteen o’ dem an’ dey was attack’n. So Remy an’ Logan ran out o’ de room to protect de chilens. Gambit hit de alarm ‘n den waited. He killed three o’ dem in the dortoir de filles.” Remy took a deep breath as though speaking that much was a heavy load.
“When he was check’n de halls he found two more bodies an’ checked ‘em. One dead ‘n one unconscious. Den he came here and he an’ Logan realized dat one was miss’n so we ran up to check on le’ange.”
“And?” Cyclops prompted and Wolverine growled low in his chest. The goggled mutant glanced at Wolverine and I but dismissed us and the growl got louder.
I decided that Cyclops must have insulted us and that if I wanted to prevent Wolverine from getting in trouble then I’d need to distract him.
I looked around for something that could help me and in so doing, glanced at the faces of the normals on the table.
I cried out and Wolverine snarled into the air.
It was the Doctor. The second one. What was he doing here?
“What is it Angelous?” The Professor asked me gently. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from The Doctor’s face. It was just Jean keeping him from seeing me, keeping him from hurting me. If she let go…
Wolverine smelled the air and growled low. He pulled me behind him, unsheathed his claws, and advanced on The Second Doctor. I understood that Wolverine wouldn’t be able to be in the room with him and not take restitution.
Gambit stepped in between Wolverine and his prey and I winced at the sound of meat impacting. I rushed to Gambit’s fallen from and he pushed me off, shaking his head.
“Angelous, stop him.” The Professor ordered.
I whined low and pained but did as he ordered and prevented Wolverine from moving. He froze and so focused was I that I didn’t feel the tears on my face.
I didn’t want to use my power on Logan, even feral. I knew he would be mad when he came back to himself. I could feel his mind struggling for control of his body but he couldn’t overcome me. Surely this was the last straw and Logan would refuse to be my owner anymore. Maybe Remy would keep me.
I heard Cyclops order me to move Wolverine out of the room but refused. Logan would hate me if I took orders from Scott rather then him. Only when Remy whispered in my ear did I move him.
“’es in de way ange. ‘e won’ be mad. Logan knows we need the info de man c’n give us.”
I nodded sharply and forced Wolverine out into the hall. I released him from my power and launched myself at him, sobbing. He growled at me, wrapped his arm around me, held my hands together in one of his behind my back, and bit my neck hard enough to draw blood.
I held in my cry, understanding that this was punishment for choosing them over him. I took it with strength and calmed down knowing that if he was still punishing me, then he still wanted me.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered when Wolverine pulled up, licking my blood from his lips. He grunted at me and pushed me so I was walking backwards in the door to the med lab.
When he turned me around, The Professor was leaning over The Doctor’s top, his hands stretched out at either side of the unconscious man’s head, whose eyes were wide open, staring at nothing.
Jean was the first to notice us in the room.
“What are you doing back in here? Scott told you to take him out of here.”
I felt indignation build up in me but suppressed it and refused to look at her. Wolverine wanted to be in here, he was obviously in control and if she thought I was going to obey her and disobey them again she was mistaken.
“Hey, look at me when I’m talking to you.” I refused. “I asked you a question!” I saw her take a step forward and pulled into Wolverine’s hard form at my side. Gambit stepped between us and though I couldn’t see his face, she stopped in her tracks.
“Jean, you’re distracting the Professor. Knock it off, he’s fine.” Cyclops told her absently. She glared at Gambit and then me but turned away. Unwillingly grateful to Scott I smiled at him. He didn’t see but…
The Professor straitened and then seemed to sink in his chair.
“What is this…where am I?” The Professor glanced at the prone nearly hysterical Doctor and he fell unconscious once more. I turned into Wolverine’s chest and heard that he was growling a constant low hum of dissatisfaction. I wondered if The Professor would let him kill the Doctor now that they had the information they needed. He must have been able to remember the Doctor’s scent in this form from his time at the labs. Did he have nightmares too?
The Professor quickly explained that the Doctors name was Stryker, William Stryker and that his mission was to experiment on mutants and gather their genetic material in order to create a mutant, completely under his control, that would then kill off the other mutants. He used The Lab as both a home base for his religiously fanatical followers, a medical facility in which he could experiment on the gathered genetic material and captured mutants, and a socio-physiological facility where he experimented with different behavior modification and brainwashing techniques with which he intended to control this engineered living weapon.
“He felt that Angelous was the key to combining the genetics.” I gulped as they all turned to look at me with various emotions. Jean was making the face Kitty did just before she hugged me. I hoped Jean didn’t, I didn’t like it when people touch me. Scott and Blue’s faces were dawn and sad but I didn’t understand any of them. I wasn’t there anymore and I had told them what they did to me. Why did this surprise them? Had they not listened when I answered them? Wolverine snarled at them and I wondered if he didn’t like their attention being focused on me anymore then I did.
The Professor cleared his throat and captured their attention again, relieving me. “He had more then one lab. There was knowledge of one that was raided and I assume this was the one Angelous escaped from. There are three more each with at least 20 mutant captives.”
Jean gasped in horror and Blue had to sit down. I wondered why this was. Of course there were mutant captives. Why was this distressing?
“Kurt, take them to the cells and then join us in the planning room. Hank is there any way to return Logan to his state of mind?”
Kurt nodded and disappeared in a puff of black smoke with two of the unconscious men. I knew they had cells. Why was I not kept there?
“I am unsure.” Blue approached Wolverine slowly but with confidence. When Wolverine snarled at him and pushed me to Remy I wondered if they were going to have a confrontation. I didn’t want Blue to be injured.
Blue took another step forward but his shoulders were hunched inward and his head was tilted away, his eyes downcast. Wolverine watched him approach with wary eyes and a low growl rumbling in his throat. When Blue finally got close enough to the smaller man he bent his knees and looked up at Wolverine from this lower height. I glanced at Remy in abject curiosity but everyone was completely focused on watching the two ferals interact. Finally, after what seemed to me to be forever, Wolverine huffed and pushed Blue away. Some kind of tension left and Blue released his submissive pose. I felt Remy release a heavy breath over my head, blowing my hair into my face.
Wolverine huffed again when Blue locked eyes but allowed the other feral to examine him.
“I believe that if we sedate him and then revive him in short order, it may jump start his other mentality.”
“Do it” Cyclops ordered and I stepped in between Blue and Wolverine. Gambit would handle it but they weren’t doing anything to my owner until I understood what it was and determined it wouldn’t harm him.
“Angleous, step aside.” Scott ordered again, but I ignored him and focused on Blue. He would explain it or it wasn’t happening.
Wolverine grunted in something like a laugh and nuzzled the back of my neck. Flicking a glance at Remy I saw he was alternating between scowling at Scott and smirking at me. He was supposed to be helping, was I doing something bad?
He must have seen the indecision in my eyes because his smirk changed and he addressed The Professor.
“Mon lupe, ‘em gets what we be say’an. I say’s ‘em be fine. We gonna go to dees labs today?”
The Professor shook his head slowly and gave Remy, I, and Wolverine each considering looks.
“Very well. Come along.”
I waited until Scott and Jean turned away and Blue stepped back to follow. As we walked I watched my feet and tried to reconcile my actions. What was I thinking? I had no right questioning them like that. No right to refuse Blue to complete and order. All I could think was how angry Logan would be if he was put under just because of Scott’s say so. Besides, he said he was feral more often then they liked, maybe he had walked among them like this before and they hadn’t realized it. It was a stretch but as the tingles left behind by the adrenalin as is left my system tickled my body, these thoughts were my only resource.
The planning room was in the sterile part of the building. It was a huge room centered by a large round table. Each seating place had a consol and the center of the table was clear, a material similar to glass but more malleable.
Scott, Jean, The Professor, Blue, Remy and Wolverine all took seats leaving only two open. For some odd reason the boys ushered the girls into them and those left standing clustered around them. Kurt, back from transporting the captives, stood directly behind Kitty and Bobby did the same for Rouge. Uncertain, I assumed that it was my place to stand behind one of my owners, and was forced to reassess Rouge and Bobby’s relationship. I had assumed that she was the submissive one.
I glanced between Wolverine and Remy and decided that I would be better able to understand what was happening if I could whisper questions to Remy. The consol in front of him was flickering images when I approached his back. The Professor was focused on his consol and I assumed that he was feeding them. I didn’t understand the meaning behind the images and once they stopped flickering, took the time to commit them to memory.
“The map in front of you is the location of the least heavily guarded of the labs in his mind. It is my opinion that we should attack this one first as those inside will then be able to assist us in our invasion of the other two.” The Professor started. From my memories of the lab I was in, this one had a similar structure.
“Angelous.” I jerked up when The Professor called my name, frightened that I was doing something wrong.
“I’m sorry, I won’t look!”
“No, no dear boy. How does this compare to where you were held captive?”
I wondered fleetingly if he had been spying in my mind, but ignored the thought and answered promptly. I didn’t need to consult the image again, so complete was the picture in my mind.
“It seems to be the same, although I was only taken on the bottom two floors.”
“So is that where the mutants will be held?” Blue asked, pensive.
I shrugged with wide eyes, knowing better then to give an absolute answer.
“What is your best guess, Angelous?” The Professor asked gently. I gulped, knowing that if I was wrong I would be punished regardless of the fact that he’d asked for a guess.
“Our cages were on the bottom most floor. At least I think so. Our elevators didn’t go down any further. The next floor was where the labs and play rooms were. I think the guards lived on the next floor. The First Doctor’s office was on the next, but I think I was moved. I’m not really sure, but I think my cage smelled different when I got a new Doctor.” The Professor nodded encouragingly when I paused. I blinked at him to show I wasn’t hiding anything. “The guards used to say that they had to go to the top floor for various reasons so I think that’s where the second Doctor lived I don’t know. Also, that’s where I had to go to get out.”
“ ‘ow did ye ‘scape ange?” Remy asked me, turning to me and nearly whispering.
I bent down to him and whispered my answer, thinking that he’d whispered because he didn’t want the others to know.
“Speak up little one.” Blue said from across the table. Glancing down at Remy for permission I began again.
“They were killing us all and I didn’t want to die. So I stopped them.” I furrowed my eyebrows, unsure what all I should tell them. They got so angry when I told them I could control the body, maybe they would get mad again.
Remy pulled me down so he could whisper in my ear in French. “If you hurt anyone don’t say it. Just say ‘they died’ or ‘were hurt’. Tell them exactly what the doors looked like, the differences in floors, how the security was handled and how the doors were opened.”
I nodded and he smiled at me.
“Um, I made them open my cage and then lead me out the way they usually led me, to the second floor. There was a guard there and I had to convince him to let us through.”
Scott interrupted, “how did he open the door?”
“Um I don’t know, he was up on a platform and behind a fence he did something that made the door buz and one of the guards opened the door purely on muscle memory.” Scott nodded and I waited for another question. When none was forthcoming I continued.
“The second floor was harder. I’d never been above the second floor so I didn’t really know how to open the door. There was a pad with numbers on it that I didn’t understand, but there were lots of people wanting to leave and when we just stood there a woman pushed one of the guards aside and pushed it six times. The door opened and we walked through.” Remy cursed and I stepped back slightly, afraid that he was mad because of my stupidity.
He waved me to continue and I did so, addressing him instead of the others. He wasn’t looking at me though; instead, he focused on hitting little buttons on the consol in front of him.
“The third floor looked different, it wasn’t stone or dark anymore and there were less people with guns. There were still lots of people running around but they looked more scared. We followed the masses and I don’t remember how that door was opened. Or the one after it. That floor was all white like this room but there were lots of doors and I didn’t get a good look.”
I waited for someone to ask me a question but no one did for long moments. Strom came in and locked eyes with the Professor for a moment before nodding and taking the seat Blue quickly vacated. Maybe he was hers? Finally Rouge asked what the outside looked like.
“It was dark and for a moment I thought I was still inside, but then I saw stars.” I realized I’d trailed off and blushed hard, continuing quickly. “The place was surrounded by a fence and there weren’t any guards, although I heard gunshots coming from behind me so maybe they were all there dealing with the freaks that attacked us.”
The Professor sat up a little straighter, “there were other Freaks invading?”
“Yes sir, that’s why the Doctor was going to kill us. He said that he didn’t want them to get us.” He nodded but continued to look pensive.
X-men POV
Remy typed intensely on the consol in front of him, structuring ways to overcome their rather basic security system. The only challenge would be overcoming their security codes. He wondered where this Stryker guy got his money. He either couldn’t afford better or didn’t think it was necessary. His overconfidence would cost him. Gambit had bypassed better security systems in his sleep.
While he worked Scott, the Professor, and the other’s discussed strategies for attack. Normally, Gambit could rely on Logan to point out their inconsistencies, but he was having a hard time paying attention to both without the gruff man.
“Non, ye canno’ attack from de front. Dat be where deir most security lie. We gonna have ta come at dem from de side.”
Scott pursed his lips and Remy considered smirking but he knew that would undermine his words. He needed to appear mature, or they would ignore his advice. Wolverine got up from his seat and crouched behind him before huffing and walking to Hank.
Hank jolted as the feral huffed beside him and moved to the side to allow Wolverine a better view. He wasn’t sure how much Wolverine understood but it was more then he thought he would.
“Alright, Remy is correct. There are too few of us for a frontal assault.”
“WE could take them if you let us come with you.” Pyro nearly shouted. Wolverine stalked over to him and forced him into a vacated seat. He snarled over him until the boy put up his hands. Hank forced down a grin, it seemed that the feral was going to force pack mentality on all of them. He wondered where his place was, obviously accepted but submissive and probably behind Gambit.
Jean got up to hover over Pyro when Wolverine stepped aside. The boy stepped away from her insisting that he was fine.
Cyclops rolled his eyes and his smothering other but otherwise ignored it. There wasn’t anything he could do to change her and at this point…
“No, you’re not coming. There is no need if we do this properly and you’re not trained. Only myself, Gambit, Jean, and Beast will be coming.”
Remy laughed and mumbled in French.
“What was that (insert insulting name from Scott to Remy)?”
“Remy said, ye va te faire foutre dans la tête if ye tink Wolverine’s not come’n.”
Angelous tilted his head at Remy.
“How can you be ‘fucked in the head’ Remy?”
The teens giggled and Remy smirked. “Crazy ange”
He continued to look confused but dropped it to ask a different question, “If you are going and Logan is going. Then I am going?”
“No.” Scott spoke up though the boy didn’t look at him. “No” Scott repeated more forcefully while he stood when it looked like Gambit was going to contradict him. Again the boy refused to look at him. Hank recognized this as an effective tactic on Jean and Scott.
“Profesur ‘e can ‘eal an’ dat be very handy in a fight.”
Immediately Hank saw where this was going and when Elixar opened his mouth began to nod. “Then I’m handy too and should come.”
This, as was expected, started the other teens into an argument with an equally adamant Scott and Jean. It went on until Angelous became over come. He put his hands on his ears and screamed. Suddenly, no one was able to speak.
Remy, the only one in the room who’d had Angelous’ ability on, him realized that this felt different. He could open his mouth and his vocal cords moved but no sound came out. He recognized that this may be a manifestation of his angel’s magic and blinked at its power.
Xavier sighed mentally. This was more proof that they needed a wizard here to train the boy. This was libel to get out of hand rather quickly otherwise.
Angelous.
He sent the boy mentally.
“Professor? I’m sorry! I don’t.. I don’t know what!… I’m Sorry!”
‘Hush child. You need to relax.’
The boy took several deep breaths and shot Remy a relieved look.
‘All of you relax. We will get through this. Sit down.’
Everyone but Wolverine sat. The feral opted to pull Angelous into his arms and nuzzle him. Since it seemed to help the boy relax Xavier waited.
‘Alright child. I need you to feel for your ability.’
Xavier caught panic and secrecy in the boys mind but ignored them, now was not the time for secret searches.
‘Can you feel it?’
Affirmative
‘Alright can you feel where it leads to us?’
Negative
‘Alright do not panic. Now I want you to think about how you felt when it was so loud.’
So loud, hurts, so loud, must stop it. Hurts my ears. Make it stop. Ah silence.
‘There. I want you to think about how you made it silent.’
Stop the noise. Make silent. A need, a wish; a push of energy, a release. Quiet.
‘Good now I want you to pull back that energy, pull it inside you. Make it leave the others. Make it leave Remy. He has been silenced.’
Oh no! Not Remy, oh he’ll be so mad. He’ll get rid of me.
‘Easy child. He won’t get rid of you. Open your eyes. See he’s holding your hand. He’s not mad. Good. Now close your eyes and pull in the energy. Yes like that. Good.”
The noise level in the room slowly became normal as inhales and exhales and heart beats and cloth rubbing together and the normal noises one hears when in a group became audible again.
“Good Angelous. Good job.”
Scott didn’t even wait a moment before pointing out that this was why Angelous shouldn’t come. He was unpredictable and damaged. There was no telling what would set him off.
Gambit stood up slowly, emitting a danger that was palpable.
“Scott, I believe it is in our best interests to allow both Elixar and Angelous to come along. They can heal and allow you to split into two groups increasing your effectiveness. Now then. Remy have you devised a way to bypass their codes?”
The rest of the evening was spent in the planning room discussing battle plans. Occasionally one of the teens would leave and bring back food or drink. Sometime during their planning Logan came back and began pointing out holes in their plans. The other’s were relieved to have him back as he was one of the few who had actual battle experience, weather he remembered it or not.
Unfortunately, he also changed the roster.
“There is no way my boy is going. No way.” He waited for anyone to argue but no one did.
“Also, Storm should go as well as Jubilee and Colossus. Both of them have as much training as Elixar and are much better suited to close range fighting then even Stormy here is. I say let the kids come. We’ll have someone who can heal, if we pair him with Kurt and have communicators to tell him where to transport the boy, we should be fine.” Scott, Xavier, Gambit, and Logan argued for a moment while the teens watched on with hope. Finally Xavier nodded and asked Kurt to bring in Jubilee and Colossus.
Jean tried to speak up but Logan cut her off, “and Jean will be staying.” He focused on Xavier and no one had the courage to argue. “You said she would be punished, if that’s not going to happen then she and I are going for a walk.”
Xavier shook his head sadly, “That is not necessary Logan. You are correct. With the excitement it slipped my mind.”
“Well I am glad to know my boy’s safety is so important to you.” Logan growled.
“That is not the issue, rather, it was comfortable to be able to count on her and I forgot that I am unable to. Because you will be powerless and unable to be alone with any of the students you will be restricted to your room until the others return. Is that understood Jean?”
She shook her head wide eyed, “What? You’re going to block me? Why?”
“Did ye forget so easily how ye hurt our ange? We’ll we did no’, an’ will no’. Trust Remy, ye be much happier with Xavier’s punishment den ours.”
“I don’t understand, you need me!” She argued pointlessly for a while as the teens looked on in confusion.
Feeling superior because he knew what was going on and they didn’t, Elixar strolled into the center of the huddle they’d excluded him from.
“Didn’t you hear? Jean attacked Angleous and nearly destroyed his mind. I was only barely able to heal him.”
The looked between Elixar, Angelous, and Jean with various levels of horror and Elixar smirked. He walked over to Gambit and Wolverine’s side of the room as a show of support.
It started a tide of bodies as first Hank and Storm followed him and then slowly Jubillee, Kurt and Kitty joined them. Pyro did so with a snarl and a smirk at Cyclops who he saw as ‘the man’. Bobby and Rouge were the last to change sides because of Bobby’s loyalty to Jean for finding him and bringing him to the manor. But he couldn’t reconcile that to intentionally harming an innocent and stepped next to Pyro, Rouge’s gloved hand firm in his. When Jubilee and Colossus entered, they were confused but joined the mass purely out of peer pressure.
Jean watched this all with mounting horror and dripping tears. How could they do this, betray her like this. She was only trying to save them.
“Jean,” Xavier addressed her, “Do you understand why you are being punished?”
She shook her head.
“You intentionally used your powers on another mutant, a student, with intent to harm and block his abilities as well as his memories. A task which is not only beyond your skill, but completely unnecessary and against orders. Because of this you are not trusted here and though you will retain your teaching status, you are not permitted to be in the presence of individual students without supervision. As we have important business to attend to, you will need to schedule your own supervision with the adult staff. If we find you have disobeyed this direction, you will be confined to your room and then if it continues, confined to a cell. Since you were so willing to take from another, you will feel that result yourself. Your powers will be blocked and you will have the memories you tried to block as you sleep.”
As Xavier spoke, Jean collapsed in tears on the floor. She expected Scott to help her back up and was devastated when he simply watched. How could this have happened? She understood that what she’d done was wrong; she should have appealed to The Professor to do it. Instead, she’d taken it into her own hands and harmed a student. She was just as bad as she’d accused Angelous of being.
Xavier instructed Scott to take her to her room, that he would be joining her when the meeting was completed. While they waited for Scott to return, it was rather pointless to plan without the team leader, Elixar whispered to the other teens, informing them of the details of Jean’s attack. He left out the strength of Angelous’ ability and the odd white-silver power; a fact Gambit noticed and appreciated.
“Cher, i’ seems dat de manor gunna be kinda weak so Remy gonna stay with de ange an’ Xavier. Der coul’ be anoder attack an’ tho’ Le’ ange is enough, Remy gonna be here too.” Remy softly told Logan who nodded in thanks.
Once Scott returned and the plans were hammered out Xavier ordered them all to bed.
As Logan followed Remy and his pup to Remy’s room he slowed down until he was only barely following them. The boy had glanced back often but not said anything.
Logan was not a man who apologized. He just didn’t. He was an ass and he knew it and frequently was proud of it, but raping the boy was fucked up even for him.
There had to be something he could do to make it up to him, since apologizing was not an option and giving him up was rejected just as quickly.
While Remy and the pup disappeared inside the room Logan paused outside and leaned against the door. He had forcefully claimed both of his mates and while he was still not ashamed he’d claimed them and unapologetic that they were indeed his, it crossed his mind that his pup had had a hard time of it.
He only had flashes of their claiming, though it rang in his bones that he had. He decided that what was done was done and forcefully pushed aside any lingering unease.
His pup bounced once on the bed when he saw Logan enter but Remy was gone. Logan sniffed, smelled Remy in the bathroom, and relaxed slightly.
“Logan. You’re better?” The boy tilted his head and Logan smiled gently.
“Yea pup. I’m better.” He pulled his pup into is arms and curled around him, forcing the boy into a small space. He didn’t make any noise of protest and snuggled into Logan’s warmth. Logan ran his hand over his pup, from his neck, over his back and down his leg as far as he could reach, imbuing (this was totally the word of the day today, heard it on NCIS) the boy with his scent.
When Remy stepped out of the bathroom dressed in only his boxers Logan pulled the boy backwards to make room for the red eyed thief.
Though Remy smirked, Logan saw the tenderness in his red eyes and when the Cajun stripped naked and aligned his body to the boys, Logan only rolled his eyes and pulled up the sheet.
As always Logan waited until both his mates were sound before he allowed himself to even consider sleeping. It was hard in coming, both the coming battle and his unaddressed actions weighed on him as well as his boy’s power. He’d need to talk to them about that Black fellow and getting some training for his pup before he really hurt someone.
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