FIC: To Forgive Is to Forgive: PART TWO
- Title: To Forgive is To Forget
Disclaimer: Check out part one
Email Adress: katduza@...
Note: This was infact the first fic i ever
wrote..sooooo if it seems a bit fuzzy around the
edges, you know why.
The Mansion was so quiet. Marie padded softly into the
lounge. She sneaked up behind the large chair where
small blue cloud of smoke was gathering. She got
herself ready to 'boo'.
Marie nearly jumped out of her skin, but managed to
"Dammit, Logan! Couldn't you just pretend you didn't
know Ah was here?" Marie pretended to grouse as she
walked around to the front of the chair where Logan
sat busy smoking a cigar.
Seeing his feet propped up against the table, she
said, "Scott's gonna explode if he sees any more scuff
"Yeah?" Logan scrapped his boots against the wood to
make room for Marie to sit down on the table. "And do
"He'll blast you to kingdom come for making him loose
his cool," Marie said as they both burst out laughing
the thought of Scott losing his cool over any thing.
Throwing string of tinsel that she had pulled off the
Christmas tree at Logan's head, Marie sat down next to
legs and looked out the window.
"You really not coming with us?"
Logan puffed thoughtfully on his cigar and plucked the
tinsel off his chest. Leaning forward, he wrapped the
tinsel around her head like a crown.
"Yeah," he said, "I like it here just fine. No bright
skies and sunny surf for me. I'd feel outta place."She
smiled at him, 'Like he ever was in place.'
The Professor had agreed to Jean and Scott's crazy
idea about taking the entire mansion load of kids and
adults to a small island resort which could be hired
out for private parties. They all thought it would be
idea to get some well-deserved rest, celebrate
Christmas on a warm tropical beach, and help de-stress
children who had been witnesses to many mutant hate
crimes. They had all left last week except for Rogue,
Storm, Beast, and Wolverine. The remaining X-Men had
agreed to stay behind to wrap-up one last mission, and
to lock up the mansion.
At least that was the plan until Logan decided that
there was no way in hell he would be caught on a sunny
beach on some paradise-like island wearing Hawaiian
shirts and tanning with Scott.
"Besides," he had said, "Christmas ain't Christmas if
you don't have snow."
"Aw, come on, Logan," pleaded Marie, "Don't spoil the
fun. You still have time to pack. The Blackbird won't
be ready to leave for another half an hour." She
smiled and added, "Besides, Christmas isn't Christmas
loved ones aren't around!"
"I...," Logan began.
"Hey, Marie! You know better than to pester old grumps
like Logan." Ororo swept in the room dressed in
summer clothes ready to go. "Why would you want him
with us anyway? He will only sit in a corner and brood
over one of his smelly cigars."
"Careful, Stormy," Logan grinned, "Ya' just might
provoke me into going."
The intercom suddenly beeped alive into the room.
"Storm, Wolverine. Did one of you arrange to have
accompany us to the island?" Beast asked over the
Ororo strode over to the com unit as Logan peered over
"No, Beast," Storm said, "Why? Is there problem?"
"No problem as of yet, Storm, but we seem to have two
helicopters flying in an unusual flight pattern that
take them directly over the mansion grounds, but other
than that there is nothing to be alarmed about."
Logan spun of his chair and moved over to Storm's
side. "Trouble?" he asked.
Storm shrugged, "Could be more of those anti-mutant
protesters coming. They probably just want to shout
through loud speakers at us, but there would be no
harm in checking it out."
"I'll take look," Logan replied, "You guys get ready
to go. If it is protesters, it will give me some
Marie didn't look too happy at that remark.
The com crackled to life again. "The helicopters have
moved on. No problems noted." said Beast's voice. "The
Blackbird is prepped and will be ready to go in 20
minuets. Will passengers Rogue and Storm please join
boarding party to have their baggage checked in? The
captain sends his regards to the loner who will be
home. Have nice vacation and catch up on all your
Ororo laughed, "I guess all they wanted was some
footage of the mansion for the 10:00 news."
"Yeah, " snorted Logan, "Go now, Marie. You need some
Marie looked less than pleased as Logan gently shoved
her towards Ororo's general direction.
"Go and find me a loud shirt or something coconut or
whatever," he said. Marie gave him a bear hug and was
careful not to touch his bare skin with hers.
"You have good time moping around this huge place,
Logan," she said taking the tinsel off her head, and
tucking it into his shirt pocket.
"Thanks, Marie. Bye 'Roro. Make sure Scott loses his
"Bye, Logan," Storm groaned in mock agony.
Before the vacation could even start, it ended as
Beast's urgent voice sounded over the intercom.
Storm, Wolverine, we have intruders on the grounds.
The helicopters' occupants must have gotten past the
defenses. I'm taking the east gate. Storm and Rogue,
you take west. Wolverine, would you please take the
Rogue and Storm froze.
"I don't believe it," Rogue said looking bewildered,
"How'd they get past the alarms?"
"Never mind that," replied Storm, "we'd better go and
sort this out." She looked as calm as always, and ran
down the corridor as Rogue followed behind her.
It was snowing, but not heavily. Just light flakes
drifting down, but the cover already on the ground was
than 2 inches deep. Storm regretted already dressing
so lightly and moved off into the grounds with Rogue
behind. They didn't even have time to react when the
darts shot them from behind.
Wolverine stood behind a tree, and watched number of
men move from one cover to another. He had exited the
mansion from a window, and had tracked around the
enemy line until he had reached the front of the
He saw men waiting there in case someone came out the
front door. Watching the house with total confidence,
they looked like highly trained military, something
more than Seals or Marines.
As one soldier came close to him, Wolverine crouched
down. Moving with blinding speed, he caught the man
before the other waiting soldiers even knew what had
happened. They all heard his neck break, though.
a couple of sniffs of the air, Logan could smell the
remaining soldiers coming closer. He quickly darted
the next tree, and waited for them to find the body.
They found it, and now they were angry.
Wolverine grinned. Climbing the tree, he extended his
claws. The 'SNIKT' drew the soldiers' attention away
from their fallen comrade, and they came over to where
Logan wanted them. Dropping from the tree, Wolverine
killed them before they even knew what had hit them.
Panting slightly, he looked around for more soldiers.
There were no more here, but Wolverine guessed there
where more from over where Beast was.
Blending in with the bushes, he trotted of easily
towards the east.
The soldiers had moved Beast's body aside, and acted
busy. Wolverine noted that they were expecting someone
to come as he could see a sniper in the trees waiting.
His enhanced senses told him that Beast was alive, but
something did not feel right.
'Never mind that now,' he thought.
Moving to his left, Wolverine quickly dispatched the
sniper. Walking into the clearing, he confronted the
enemy. They reacted as he knew they would; arrogant,
and cocky. They believed they had backup in the trees.
Too bad for them.
When the last soldier had dropped, Wolverine moved to
"You awake, buddy?" he said, "Come on."
Beast stirred, but not enough to convince Logan that
he would be any good in a fight. Looking down at the
fuzzy blue body, Logan saw a dart protruding from
Hank's arm. He plucked it out, and tossed it aside.
were they doing darting mutants?'
A muffled sound came from behind him. 'Damn!' Logan
thought as he spun around to face the new intruder.
'Getting sloppy and soft.'
He froze in his tracks when he saw a scarred face that
made his blood chill. And the owner of that face held
to Rogue's head while his partner, a tall female in
uniform, held Storm. Both X-Men were unconscious.
"Hello, Logan," the face said, "Long time no see."
"The scars on the man's face, they looked like his
claws had made them, but when?" Logan felt he knew
man, but from where? And why did just the sight of him
make Logan turn cold? He felt the hair on the back of
his head stand on end.
"Did you forget to write?" The face asked.
"Let 'em go," Logan growled.
"Fair trade. You for them."
Beast was groaning behind Logan.
"I said," said scar face, "if you come with us, I
won't blow this pretty girl's head off, and her
He smiled and traced the gun along the side of Rogue's
head while the woman behind him stood perfectly still.
Logan's mind raced, 'Who was this guy?'
Scar face cocked the gun, "You have till three.
One..."Rogue stirred in the man's arms and Wolverine
'Uhh, uhh" said the man, �Don't come any closer or I
just might skip a count. Two."
Rogue groaned. "Three," said the man.
"NO!" Logan snapped, "I'll come." Pointing behind him
to Beast, he said, �Just put them down over there and
The gun slipped down from Rogue's head.
"See, good Captain," said scar face, "even animals can
be compliant if you give them the right incentive."
Wolverine bared his teeth, and growled.
The woman soldier came forward dragging Storm over to
where Beast lay. She then moved Rogue over. Rogue
opened her eyes as her body hit the cold snow. She saw
Logan standing in front of a scarred man and a tall
woman in uniform. Three men suddenly stepped out from
behind the trees, and aimed their guns at Logan.
Rogue couldn't move her body, only her head.
She saw Beast and Storm groggily open their eyes too,
and she watched as Logan started to move towards the
man and woman.
"Shoot him now!" the man shouted.
Wolverine staggered as a dart hit his body. One dart
each had been enough to knock out the three X-Men, but
Logan still moved forward. He could feel a dull
heaviness move through his body from where the dart
him in his shoulder.
"Again!" the man screamed.
Another dart hit Logan. This time in his thigh. He
realized that his time was up, but not before he
nearest soldier and planted his claws into his chest.
Logan fell to his knees and then to his side. There
point to struggling anymore as he couldn't feel the
snow or anything else for that matter, but he tried to
The Doctor shocked Heather as he grabbed her gun out
of it's holster, and walked to where their target was
lying. The man was breathing heavily. He kept trying
to get up, and fight off the effects of the drug from
'Unbelievable,' Heather thought, 'he should have been
out with the first dart. Who was he? And what on earth
was on his hands? The blue furry one was obviously a
mutant. Was this one, too?'
The Doctor ran up to the man on the ground as the soft
snow continued to fall. He pointed the gun at Logan's
chest. Heather started to move forward to stop him.
They obviously needed this man alive after all the
they had gone to get him in the first place.
"I remember you," Logan said right before the scarred
man shot him. Pain blossomed like lightning from his
chest as the bullet ran through his body.
Logan stopped struggling as the shot stilled his body.
His claws sheathed themselves. Heather ran to his
and felt for a pulse. She heard one of the women
screaming a name, "Logan?" Standing up, Heather
watched inshock as the Doctor kicked the dead man in
"You idiot!" she screamed, "After all that, you killed
him?" Heather was so angry she almost forgot her
The Doctor stopped and stared back at her.
"He's not dead, you fool." Turning to a nearby
soldier, he snarled, "You. Come here and get this to
transport. It won't be long before the drugs wear off
on those three."
"He's lost it," Heather thought.
The Doctor caught her skeptical look. "It will take a
lot more than a bullet to kill this man." He turned
from her. "Let's move."
Heather watched dumbfounded as the last remaining
soldiers, 'only two - where were the others?," carried
prone body to the helicopters as the Doctor followed.
They grunted under the heavy weight of the body, and
dropped him into the snow. Heather caught up with
them, and helped to lift the dead man up. He had dog
tags on. Her mind made the connection between the
Doctor in the government and this man in the military.
�What had happened between these two in the past?�
Rogue was screaming as the remaining soldiers picked
up Logan and carried him off to where ever they had
come from. When Storm and Beast had finally recovered
enough to move themselves into the mansion to call
for help, they found Marie staring dumbly at a small
pool of blood in the snow where the bullet had
through Logan's body.
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