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Chapter List
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A/N: From this chapter on out, Scott will not be much like 'Cyclops'. Ch. 3 will explain why. But I wanted to point this out before I was told that Scott was OOC... he's *supposed* to be. And, I based my 'new' Scott from the Wolverine movie... he seemed a bit brooding and snarkier, less all-american boy. Needless to say, I liked.

*ATTENTION*
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When Remy awoke, it was to the sound of the door opening and closing. He was disoriented�still clearly in the mansion, but in a room he didn�t recognize. It was somewhat larger than his own, and the bed was definitely not the standard-issue single, but what Remy guessed was probably a king. With a start, he recognized the dark blue sheets and duvet as the ones he�d seen Scott and Logan on the night before.

Scotty walked in the room from the alcove containing the door; shirt trapped under the point of his chin, right bicep bandaged thickly, a faint pink stain tainting the white gauze as he struggled to yank the polo off with just his left hand. Gambit bit his lip, apprehensive because what was Scott going to think when he found Remy in his bed, in the room he shared with his lover, and because he was vaguely aroused from the memory of the night before, from the stretch and flex and play of musculature under Cyke�s sleek gold skin, skin still marked by Logan�s passion.

Cyke�s polo finally surrendered and Remy opened his mouth, ready to defend himself, to excuse his presence here, but Scott merely gave him a small smile and said, �Hey Gambit. Logan said you might still be asleep here.�

Silence as Scott toed off his shoes, then walked over and slipped into bed next to Gambit. There was plenty of room between them, but it was still surreal as Cyke sighed and removed his visor, sitting it on a nightstand. �Logan wants you to be somewhere he can find you this evening,� Scott said drowsily, �Wants him and you and I to all go out somewhere we can talk about stuff. M� takin� a nap, but you�re welcome to stay.� His voice petered off, getting low and fuzzy at the end. Seconds later, his breathing evened out and Gambit just stared dumbstruck, before tentatively burrowing under the covers, carefully keeping to his edge of the bed, and drifting off once more.

The sinking of the mattress as Logan sat on it next to Remy was what awakened him next.

�You slept.�

It wasn�t a question, but Remy nodded affirmation anyway.

�Dream?�
With a tentative smile and dawning realization, he shook his head.
�Yeah,� Logan said softly, leaning across him, chest pressing to Remy�s as he pressed a tender kiss to the still-sleeping Scott�s throat. Cyke had rolled against Gambit in his sleep, naturally drawn to the presence of another, and now he groaned and shifted, legs tangling with Remy�s, arm looping around his waist, face pushing into the crook of his neck and shoulder. �Scott�s good for keepin� away nightmares,� Logan finished as he leaned back up, a faintly hungry gleam in his eyes as he watched Scott insinuate himself as close to Gambit as possible, almost half on top of the other lanky man.
�Dieu,� Gambit hissed as Scott�s intense body heat enveloped him, �He sick? Feels like he runnin a fever,� he pressed a slender hand to his forehead, brushing rich brown bangs out of the way.
�Nah. He�s just like that. Somethin bout energy from the sun and those optic blasts. Sheds the excess by runnin hot like that.�
�Scared Remy for a minute, the way he burnin up, mais it feel bien.�
A slight crease marred Logan�s brow, �You don�t gotta do that third person with me an� Scott. We ain�t gonna hurt ya, Rems,� he said quietly as he stroked a finger down Remy�s cheek and across the line of his jaw. A brief flash of a feral smile, �Let�s get Scott awake and go down to Lou�s. I know you ain�t been out since� well, since you got back. An� I think we all gotta talk.�
�Bout what, Logan? Wha�choo got to say that we can�t talk bout here?�
�Later. We�ll talk later, walls here got ears,� Logan said firmly and leaned down into the crook of Gambit�s shoulder to kiss Scott awake, biting at his lips until he stirred and ran a hand up Logan�s arm and shoulder, traced fingertips lightly over his face before pushing at his chest to get him to back off a bit.
�Get my glasses, Logan?� he said blearily, and dropped his hand to run up Gambit�s chest, finding his face and ghosting over Remy�s jaw, lips, nose, and across his forehead, �Sorry, Gambit, did I make you too hot? You could have just shoved me off you; I would�ve slept right through it.�
�Non,� Remy replied as Logan returned with Scott�s glasses and pressed them into his hand, �Didn�t bother me none.�
Logan pulled Scotty up and off the bed by one of his wrists with a wide grin that suddenly and completely faded into his normal stoic expression as he caught sight of Scott�s bandaged arm, �What happened?� he asked gruffly, pushing his boy down again to sit on the edge of the bed, Remy turning to sit next to him on the opposite side as Wolvie popped a single claw and deftly sliced off the bandage.
�It�s nothing, Logan. Marrow had an unexpected growth during combat practice and it caught my arm a little. I�m fine.�
�Had to go see Jeannie for stitches, though, and by the looks of these she was rough with the needle,� Logan growled, tracing a finger with care an inch away from the four-inch slice down Scott�s bicep, holding him firmly by the elbow as he inspected the black thread of the stitches and their slightly swollen state, �You sure she cleaned it out right? That�s why you were so wiped, wasn�t it? Don�t usually sleep this late, but with her pokin� round, tryin ta get back in yer head she wore you out.�
Scott just looked at his lap, chewing on the corner of his mouth as Logan inspected him thoroughly, and finally spread a layer of antibiotic cream on the slash. When a particularly sensitive spot was probed Scott flinched slightly and Logan kissed his shoulder before re-bandaging the wound. Remy just smiled�he�d always known Logan was a big softie, but now his tough-guy act was completely blown.

In the jeep�after Logan had insisted on helping Scott get a fresh shirt on amid Cyke�s grumbles and Remy�s stifled laughter, and the three of them had managed to evade not only several curious students and Ororo looking for �volunteers� to help fertilize her garden, but also Jean striding down the hall towards them, mouth open in preparation of spouting some nagging deluge�Scott and Logan re-hashed what sounded like an old argument.
�Scott, I don�t understand. Just let me be the kids� punching bag. They don�t have to hold back or nothin�, and they can�t do me any real damage.�
�They�re all a little afraid of you, you know that. We�d never get them to attack.�
�You�re always comin� back bruised and scraped and cut. What if you get hurt for real? The X-Men can�t afford to have you out of commission and how would the kids feel if they were why you were injured?�
�The kids would be too nervous, Lo. The lessons would end up being a waste, and we can�t afford that either.�
It was circular, neither man gaining any ground until Remy leant up form the back street and said, �Mais, when the petites get in a real fight they gon be scared shi�less. If they can�t handle a few practice swipes at de big bad Wolverine, den they ain�t gon survive they first real battle.�
Scott was pensive for the rest of the ride, while Logan just looked exorbitantly pleased.
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