Fic: The Soiled Dove - 5/6 [L/R, S/J] - R
- Disclaimers in Part 1 [and 4]
Warning - character death. carnage. but the fun kind.
Let me know what you think...
***If you'll recall, when we last left our hero, he'd just been knocked out
and Marie had been stolen from him. This picks up the next morning.***
He heard them before he saw them. Hes breathing, Charles. He should be
coming around soon. <Summers. Damn, whatd I do to deserve this?> he
wondered, and then the memories flooded back and he shot up, eyes open and
wild, unaware or uncaring that he wore only his boxer shorts.
Marie! he exclaimed. Those bastards took Marie.
Scotts glasses flashed in the morning light. We know. Lehnsherr contacted
Who in turn contacted me, Xaviers deep voice said. They are arranging a
meet tonight at the fountain in Central Park. We will be there, as well, to
make sure the girl is safe.
Fuck. Logan rubbed the back of his head, which felt like someone had used
it for batting practice. She wont be safe if that freak gets hold of her,
Logan, Scott said warningly. Were working on a plan.
Ill bet, he muttered, stalking into the bedroom and randomly pulling on
some clothes. It was then he noticed the duffel bag Marie had grabbed when
theyd left the Hot Box. Shed stuffed it in the bottom of his armoire.
Opening it, he saw a pair of gloves, some lacy underwear and a small package
wrapped in brown paper. He was willing to bet it was whatever LeBeau had
stolen from Lehnsherr. He tore open a corner of the paper and saw white
powder. He sniffed -- definitely heroin.
Was she lying to him, playing him for a sap after all? he wondered. Had she
been in on it all along? He shook his head. No, she was innocent. LeBeau had
used her, the way her father had used her, the way Lehnsherr was using her
now, and Xavier, as well.
He thought about the way shed fallen asleep so trustingly, and decided
that, even if she wasnt, it didnt matter. Hed promised to take care of
her and he hadnt. He hadnt been able to protect her. But hed be damned if
hed let her go back to her father. He would go along with whatever Xavier
and Summers had planned, but hed keep an eye out for a chance to grab Marie
and make a break. And maybe kill her bastard father while he was at it.
He was silent as Scott outlined the rudiments of their plan while they drove
to Xavier's office on the Upper East Side.
When they arrived, Senator Kelly was there, waiting. He was a tall,
distinguished looking man with two wings of white framing his face. <So
Darkholme wasn't lying about that,> he thought. He willed himself to remain
calm and didn't do more than glare at the man who had abused Marie for so
There was a young girl there as well, blonde, no streaks. Claire, he
figured. She looked happy and healthy, and he wondered if the freak had left
her alone, and why.
"Claire, go with Mrs. Braddock," Xavier instructed her gently. "Betsy,
please take Claire wherever she'd like to go. I know this is her first time
in New York. My car and driver are at your disposal, my dear." He sounded
for all the world like a kindly uncle, not the man who would be handing
Marie over to her baby raper of a father, Logan thought, clenching his
fists. He wanted to rip Kellys intestines out and wrap them around his
Scott noticed Logan tense, and put a hand on his shoulder. "Calm down," he
said softly. "We'll take care of the girl."
"You better, or I'll take care of her father," he muttered in response.
Xavier wasn't one to beat around the bush, Logan knew. He looked at Kelly
and said, "Your daughter has made a life for herself here, Robert. She may
not want to return to Washington with you. Will you let her remain here?
Scott's wife, Jean, is in a delicate condition and could use some help."
Kelly's eyes narrowed. "I'll be taking Marie home with me," he said. "I miss
her and Claire needs her."
"I'll bet you do, you fucking pig," Logan growled.
"And who are you?"
"I'm the man who'll be taking Marie home, pal. I know what you did to her
and you ain't gonna be doin' it anymore."
"Logan!" Xavier barked.
"What, Chuck? You gonna fire me? Already happened. I'm my own boss now."
"Charles, perhaps you could call your dog off?" Kelly suggested, steel in
his voice. "I wouldn't like to have to reveal to the papers what I know
about your past relationship," he gave the word a strange emphasis, "with
Lehnsherr, but should this," his eyes raked Logan scornfully, "thug keep
shooting his mouth off, I may have no choice. And you know what that would
do to your chances of winning the election." The threat hung in the air, the
tension in the room so thick it was almost tangible. It prickled against
Logan's skin, and he felt constrained by his inability to act until he heard
what the others had to say.
Scott exhaled first. "Of course, we'll do whatever we can to help, Senator,"
he said easily, slipping into the schmoozing mode that made him so popular
with the brass. He shot Logan a warning look and continued, "Our first
priority is to make sure Marie is safe and get her back. What did Lehnsherr
want from you in return?"
"Immunity from prosecution on the LeBeau shooting," the Senator replied. "I,
of course, agreed."
Scott bit his lip and his hands fisted unconsciously, but he'd always had
more control than Logan. "Immunity for Lehnsherr himself, perhaps," he said,
"but Creed and Toynbee will certainly be arrested and tried. And found
guilty, with Marie's testimony."
"Ah, there's the crux of the matter," Kelly replied suavely. "I've promised
that Marie will return home with me and not testify. Without her, you have
"Son of a bitch," Scott whispered before he could stop himself. Kelly smiled
tightly. "And you agreed to this, Charles?" he asked, turning to his mentor.
Xavier inclined his head. "For the moment, it seems prudent to do as Senator
Kelly wishes, Scott."
Logan couldn't contain himself anymore. "You motherfucking assholes," he
roared. "You're gonna let that murdering cocksucker go free so this freak
can have his daughter back, so he can rape her again. Over my dead body." He
launched himself at the senator.
"If you insist," Kelly replied, a gun suddenly appearing in his hand.
Logan had the reflexes of a cat; he was able to grab the weapon and wrench
it out of the senators hand. Dont *ever* point a fucking gun at me again,
unless youre sure you got a kill shot. Kelly was stunned by the other man
s quickness and ferocity.
"I might be able to find work for a man of your talents, Mr.--" he said, his
political instincts overcoming his surprise and fear.
Fuck you. And the horse you rode in on, Logan growled. Ill be there
tonight, Summers. And Ill be taking Marie home with me.
He glared at them all one more time and then left.
Scott caught him at the bottom of the stairs. Well get the girl back,
Logan, he said. And Creed and Toynbee too. I lost two uniforms to those
bastards last night, and Im not going to take that lying down. I trust
Xavier, and I know whatever hes doing, its not what it appears. He wouldn
t place his own quest for power above the welfare of an innocent girl. But
he didnt sound as sure as hed like.
Logan ran a hand through his already wild hair and said, "I got a plan of my
own, Scout." And he told Scott about the package hed found in Maries bag.
They discussed ways of using it to their advantage, and parted on wary but
not unpleasant terms.
Scott made some phone calls and set some plans in motion.
Logan arrived at the fountain early. Timing was key if they wanted the plan
to work. He scoped the area -- it was mostly flat and open, with a wide
balustrade and stairs leading down to it from the south side. In the dark,
it would be hard to tell who was who, but he had excellent night vision, and
confidence in his .45.
Summers and Drake would be hiding in the trees off to one side, and he would
be on the other. Kelly and Xavier, with Kelly's bodyguard serving as the
driver, would appear to be alone.
Lehnsherr would show up with the girl and go down in a haze of bullets after
Marie was safe. That was Kellys plan. What he didnt know was that hed be
getting caught in the crossfire, and joining the drug lord in his grave.
That was Logans plan.
Lehnsherr arrived early, as Scott had known he would. He was a tall,
middle-aged man dressed in a grey wool bespoke suit. His piercing blue eyes
missed little as he surveyed the scene. Raven Darkholme, wearing blue, her
red hair perfectly coiffed, stood beside him. And there, not struggling but
with a mulish expression on her face, was Marie. Raven was holding her by
the arm and Logan could see her hands were still gloved -- and bound in
front of her. She chafed visibly at the restraints.
Creed and Toynbee did a recon similar to the one Logan had done earlier,
Creed seeming to sniff the air like a big cat hunting its prey.
Someones here, boss, he called out, but I dont think hell be any
trouble. He pulled Drake from his hiding place and shoved him toward
On opposite sides of the clearing, Logan and Scott both thought, <Shit.>
Logan thought, <Well improvise.> Scott, <Oh, no, Logans going to
improvise.> He was much more comfortable with everything planned out, though
he knew some things were out of his control.
Xaviers Bentley drew up, discharging the mayoral candidate and the senator,
along with the driver, who was very clearly armed, a bulge distending his
jacket under each arm.
Charles, Lehnsherr said, as if greeting an old friend over cocktails, so
glad you could join us. Its been ages, hasnt it? He had a slight accent,
betraying his Eastern European origins.
Erik, Xavier said coldly. Just let us have the girl. Shes of no value to
She saw us cack LeBeau, Toynbee said.
The two older men turned and glared as one. Be quiet, Mortimer, Lehnsherr
hissed. I didnt bring you along for your negotiating skills. He turned
back and said, Ah, yes, Senator Kelly. As you can see, no harm has come to
your lovely daughter. Shes quite a handful, though. Whyever do you want her
Mr. Lehnsherr, please, Marie said desperately, Dont let him have me. You
dont understand how evil he is. I swear I wont testify against you. Ill
disappear and youll never see me again. I promise.
Logan could smell the fear wafting off her even from his hiding place and he
growled softly. Lehnsherr would pay. Kelly would pay. If Xavier stood in his
way, hes also find himself facing the business end of the .45 in Logans
Lehnsherr looked in amazement from Marie to her father. He leaned in
confidentially toward Xavier. You see what Ive had to deal with all day,
Charles? Then he turned to Senator Kelly. You must be a very bad man
indeed for your daughter to prefer *my* company to yours.
Ill be taking the girl, Erik, Xavier said. Robert is just here to see
that shes unharmed.
Kelly turned an astonished gaze on Xavier. Thats *not* what I agreed to,
I have an abhorrence of men who rape children, Robert, Xavier replied
icily, as does every right thinking person.
Eriks eyes widened, but he gave no other outward sign of being shocked. Is
this true, child? he asked Marie gently. She nodded and Logan could a see a
tear slowly roll down her pale cheek, glinting in the moonlight.
Talk, talk, talk, Creed grumbled. When do we get to the action?
Lehnsherr rolled his eyes and looked at Xavier again. This is what Ive
been reduced to, old friend.
Xaviers face didnt soften. That was your choice, Erik. It didnt have to
be that way.
Kelly was still spluttering with rage. Now my morality is being criticized
by a crook and a queer? Oh yes, I know all about you, Lehnsherr. Dont
forget, Xavier, I'll ruin you if you cross me.
Some things are more important than power, Xavier said mildly, not even
looking at the other man.
Unnoticed by the group in the clearing, Scott and Logan were inching their
way forward. Creed had lost interest in Drake after disarming him, so he
drifted slowly toward Marie.
Things began moving very fast. Drake shoved Darkholme and grabbed Marie. He
cut through the rope that bound her hands and moved her toward the Bentley.
Creed and Toynbee opened fire, one bullet catching Drake in the shoulder,
the other in the calf. He went down. Marie screamed. The senators bodyguard
began shooting wildly. He was hit in the head, the back of his skull
spattering over the polished hood of the car.
Logan roared and came out his crouch, gun blazing. Toynbee went down.
Lehnsherr and Darkholme scrambled for cover as Kelly and Xavier each tried
to capture Marie. Lehnsherr fell backwards, a bullet in his chest. Scott
smiled, grimly satisfied.
Creed launched himself at Logan, and the two grappled, rolling along the
ground. Creed had the upper hand in a moment, straddling Logan and banging
his head into the brickwork. Logan looked stunned, but was able to shove the
heel of his hand upward into the other mans nose, forcing the cartilage
back into his cranium. Creed screamed and Logan bucked him off, rolling away
and quickly leaping to his feet. Creed followed, blood streaming down his
face. Scott tossed Logans gun to him and he shot the blond man in the chest
twice, at point blank range. Creed staggered back and fell over, dead.
Kelly yanked his daughter away from Xavier and shoved her behind him. She
stumbled and fell. He pulled the gun from his pocket and pointed it at
Xavier. The old man gets it if you dont let me go, he shouted. Scott and
Logan stopped, staring at him.
He means nothing to me, Logan growled, but Scotts hand on his arm held
him back for a moment. They heard the gun being cocked and a shot rang out.
Time slowed to a crawl as the Senator fell forward. Standing over him, Marie
pumped three more bullets into her father, and continued pulling the
trigger, even though the clip was empty. She had picked up the bodyguards
gun, and freed herself from her fathers tyranny forever.
They stood motionless in the moonlight for a few moments, corpses and blood
strewn about the fountain, which sparkled silver and burbled merrily in the
Marie stood trembling, the gun dangling from her benumbed fingers. She
looked at Scott defiantly. "I did it," she said, her accent thickening, "and
I'd do it again if I had the chance." There was nothing Logan could do or
say to protect her now.
Scott looked from Kelly's body to the equally lifeless form of Erik
Lehnsherr. He reached out and took the gun from the girl, handling it
carefully. He wiped it off and, bending down, slid it into Lehnsherr's
already stiffening fingers.
Standing, he looked at them. "Get out of here before I change my mind."
Logan didnt need to be told twice. He grabbed Marie's arm and led her away.
Both men knew all debts between them had been paid.