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Creature From the ID	By : Polymer Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Jean Views: 3129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Missing Scene

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Part 3

"Don't think it IS all right," he mumbled, digging his fingers into the carpet.

"Please, just come here," Jean said.

Logan was halfway across the floor before he could stop himself. He sat next to her, and Jean slid her hand up and down his arm and up to his chin. The warmth and desire to inhale her scent drew him closer so their hips touched only the sheet between them other than their nightclothes.

"You need something, Red?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You really meant it when you said� you� had plans for us?" Jean asked.

"I don't remember saying THAT�" Logan muttered, turning his head away. She could sense the flush of embarrassment, and feel the tension in his back muscles under the hand she rested on his shoulder.

"I sensed it in your mind� when we� were� together," she coughed.

"Did you?" Logan asked, turning back and leveling his gaze at her. In the moonlight his eyes reflected the gleam, shimmering like an animal caught in the oncoming lights of a car. Yet there was no fear, but a challenge because he was the predator, not a deer chased as prey.

"Please� tell me what they were�" she trailed off. "I want to know�"

"Because?" Logan asked, forcing the lump from his throat. His hairs bristled with the ultimate fear of rejection, at opening himself up to her for fear of being again rebuffed. Though her scent was increasing in sweet desire, he knew that her intellect might reign in the basic hungers of her body responding to his.

"I just do," she said, and Logan's nostrils flared with her scent, knowing its sweet truth.

"Do you want me to tell you, or show you?" he rasped, unable to remove the growl from his voice.

Green eyes blinked, and she leaned towards him. "If you trust me inside your mind, you can show me�"

"An maybe have a little fun in the process sweets?" he teased. He slid along side of her, and kissed her gently. Her unmistakable lip pursing at the contact of his mouth-contained warmth and her taste he was now addicted to now more than ever before. Those soft lips did not tremble in fear, but parted slightly with a soft moan, and he felt the light teasing brush of her tongue.

Jean's mind tried to stop the images he pulled up, and put in the front of his brain:

Jungles and steamy tropics tucked away in a hidden valley she knew to be the Savage Land. Logan stitching the tattered remnants of his Wolverine costume and cursing as he poked his fingers with the needle and sucked away the blood.

She was there, watching as he saw Colossus approach with the two native women, Nereel and Dahe. His spoken invitation and the scents of raging hormones. How innocent Peter seemed and yet that smug twinkle in his blue eyes said otherwise. A pang in Logan's stomach sickened him, and Jean felt it inside her own gut.

An ache that was empty, desperately wanted filling. Yet the realization that it could never be. Logan's reply rebuffed and encouraged him, and he was again alone, squeezing his eyes shut. Every sound was magnified, as well as the misting of the air, and the chatter of animal sounds and smells that made Jean's nose wrinkle. Was this how he sensed things all the time? It was just as insane as the thoughts she constantly had to screen out.

The needle he poked into the small spool to thread in the portable sewing kit, which he set on a rock.

Through his eyes she watched as he reached down inside his belt and pulled something out of the hidden compartment that most of them had. To hold money or ID cards while in their costumes of unstable molecules. Logan's contained a wad of rolled fifties and hundreds, along with a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

However rolled around the money was something tattered and faded. Unclipping it from around the roll of cash, he unfolded it and Jean saw her own face looking back up at him. Where on earth had he gotten the picture of her smiling like the world was hers for the taking? A black and white picture that was torn neatly from one of the X Men albums, and stashed away. In her throat she felt a lump, realizing it was one of his most prized possessions, on him at all times.

"Jeannie� I had such plans for us, but all I've got inside is an ache that's killing me�" came his voice and she pulled away in shame and guilt from the kiss.

"You kept my picture�"

"Yeah. All that time. And I still have it now. Don't leave on a mission without it�"

"If I had known," she trailed off, and touched his sideburn cheek.

"There's more," he rasped as he fixed his gleaming gaze into her, tipping her chin with his rough fingers to look into his eyes.
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