“Mr. Logan…?”
“It’s just Logan kid, and you don’t have to shout.” Logan stared at the boy that had dared to speak up, or at least tried, during the beginning of Logan’s first class. It was a defense/PE class, that Bobby was very willing to hand over to Logan, so he could focus more on the different math and science classes he had to take over since both Jean and Hank were so busy in the med lab. Logan wanted the class to meet in the Danger Room, so he could get a good idea on the different levels and some of the “gifts” that the ten kids had in the class. Scott wasn’t so sure about this idea but the Professor said it was a wonderful exercise as long as the Danger Room was set a rather low level with no actually damage being done. Logan tried to argue that a scratch or two wouldn’t hurt the kids, but the Professor said that if the kids were to use the Danger Room during class time, they couldn’t get hurt at all by the digital images. Logan growled softly, in which made Scott smirk at Logan being upset and the Professor just smiling sweetly and continued on with the other lesson plans of Logan’s classes.
So that is were the Wolverine is right now, standing in the middle of the Danger Room with ten kids looking at him as if he was insane for bring them in there.
“Okay kid..” Logan started before being interrupted.
“The names Max.”
Logan rolled his eyes at the kid telling him his name. He knew the kids name, new more about the kid than the kid probably knew, but that did not mean that he had to call the kid by his name. “Kid what were you trying to ask.” Logan said while staring Max down.
“I was just wondering why you took us here, we aren’t allowed in this room.”
“Well, since there seems to be a lack of teachers…” Logan started to explain.
“There isn’t a lack of teachers, they are just, well preoccupied at the moment.” A girl named Lily said from the side.
Logan looked at her as if she was crazy for correcting him, then sighed and ran his hand thru his hair before restarting his statement. “Fine. Since half of the teaching staff seems to be preoccupied. Don’t you dare interrupt me again!” Logan said this with a glare towards Lily who’s mouth was hanging open ready to interrupt. “I was asked to instruct you and a few other class in defense and physical education. Since this is suppose to be a defense class, I need to know what levels and abilities you all have. The danger room is the quickest and most realistic way to find this out.”
“Why don’t you just ask Mr. Drake or Mr. Summers?”
Logan made another grunt, but other than that did not dignify that question with a response. “For those that care about what will be happening to them in the next thirty minutes or so listen up. This is the Danger Room, it is designed for training proposes, since this is a class the Professor has instructed that no one is injured by the images, but just know that they can hurt you.” Kids started raising their hands but Logan ignored them for the time being. “You will all start off in here together in a certain setting, you will have to work together by using what you already know about each other’s skills. Then I will but you in here two by two for about five minute segments. This way I can see what you already know about each other and your selves. The sessions will be all for today, on Friday we will met in gym and discuss (which Logan said with a grunt) what happened in the Danger Room, and start the real stuff next week. Any Questions?” Logan said all this quickly and avoided all interruptions.
“I have a question, Mr….I mean Logan.” Logan look at the group of kids and saw a short girl that was small and look strangely like a mouse off to the said of the group. Logan nodded his head in response for the girl to continue. “I, well more like everyone, was wondering how Miss Rogue is doing? She was getting so sick and well, we know she is in the med lab, but well no one, meaning the teachers, are saying how she is doing.” The small girl seemed to look smaller as she was talking to him, but she showed a lot of courage coming from such a person that was normally so shy.
Logan looked at her, he remembered her name was Claire, and he gave her one of his very rare half smiles. Which at first kind of scared her until she realized that he was happy to talk about Rogue. “There really isn’t much to tell unfortunately. She is still pretty sick, and the Docs don’t know what is wrong so…well I’ll tell her you were asking about her.” Logan’s smile faded but the kids realized that the Big Bad Wolverine had a soft spot when it came to their sick teacher. “Be prepared, because when I get to the control room the session will start, and I’m not giving you any warnings.” With that Logan left the kids to prepare for their first and hopefully not last session in the Danger Room.
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“Logan what are you doing up here?” Scott asked as he walked into the Danger Room’s observatory station (previously called the control room, can‘t decide what it should be called). He was planning on setting up a few new programs for the older students while Jean was upstairs spending time with Aiden.
“I’m going over the kid’s sessions from this after noon.” Logan said while rewinding the tape to look over something he almost missed.
“How they do?”
“Not to terrible considering their teachers.”
“Very Funny Logan. Are any X-Men material?” Scott asked even though he knew what each of the students skills were and their potential as X-Men. He was the leader after all.
“They are still young and need a lot more training, but yeah they are strong minded and would be good additions to the team.” Logan kept watching the screens. He had one main screen with two additional screens on the sides. It was a nice set up to watch different camera angles from one chair without missing to much of the action from any screen at one time. “Did you need something One-Eye?” Logan said when Scott didn’t leave the door way.
“Not really, I was going to work on the computer, but it can wait.” Scott turned to leave Logan alone when Logan stopped him.
“When did you figure it out.”
“The same time everyone else did. Three months ago, when she was exhausted all the time and loosing weight. She had her excuses with only having Ella for a few months and the different lifestyle and that she would bounce back in time. But it only got worse.”
“Was she hurt in a mission?”
“No! I would have called you if she was. The last mission she went on was the recon she did and found Ella. She told the Professor and myself that she did not want to go on anymore missions until Ella was settled in, and even then nothing to dangerous.” Scott said with all seriousness. He knew that Logan counted on him when it came to Rogue, and that they in fact had a silent understanding of this, but Rogue’s illness boggled not only the understanding but everyone’s minds.
“Do you have the tapes of the mission?” Logan kept asking Scott question but never took his eyes off the screens.
“Yes, I can get it and give it to you at dinner.” Logan nodded. He blamed himself for Marie being sick. If only he would have stayed., he could have protected her. Or so he thought. He didn’t blame Scott for anything, he did nothing wrong, it was all on his own shoulders. Scott thinking that Logan was done with the questions turned to leave again.
“You should have called.”
“I know.” Scott whispered has he left.
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“Wolvie!” Ella screamed as she ran towards Logan. She was smiling and carrying something in her hands. Logan bent down and caught her before she could smash into him. He twirled her around once, and then set her back down on her feet. “Wolvie I played chopsticks!”
“Really?”
“Ya, really, and next week I get to play the drums.”
Logan grunted to this statement, he could only help that she learned to play softly. He had decide to review the tapes instead of watching Ella in her lessons, knowing that his hears would suffer. “What do you got there, kid?” he asked while pointing to the thing she was carrying.
“It’s another picture for mommy. It’s me playing the piano. See.” Logan looked at the picture and well it was a stick figure of a small girl next a big black box, that must have been the piano.
“Wow, Ella, Marie will love it.” He said while handing the picture back to her.
“No it’s for mommy, not Marie.” She said as she took the picture back from him and holding it defensively against her chest, to keep the picture from being seen or taking to this suppose stranger. “Who’s Marie?”
“Marie is mommy’s name.” Logan said slowly after thinking of how to answer her question without further confusing the child.
“No it’s not, Mommy’s name is Rogue.” Ella said matter-of-factly.
“Only I call her Marie.”
Ella‘s face scrunched up , and thinking about what he guardian just told her. “Like how only mommy calls me sunshine?” She asked after sorting out what the different names could be assimilated with in her limited memory.
“Yes like that.” Logan smiled at how smart his little girl was. He took her hand and started leading her towards the kitchen. “Now, what should we eat for supper?”
The week went by for the duo rather smoothly. They got their grooves and routines down as best as two opposites can with in a week of knowing each other. Logan would take Ella from class to her practice, then go check in with the doctors and visit with Marie for about forty-five minutes or until she feel asleep. He would then catch the end of Ella’s practice, unless it was music, in which he completely avoided. The homework, Logan found out was rather coloring or writing a few letters, nothing that he couldn’t handle. However the weekend was now here and Logan had a promise to keep and one four year old to entertain.
So it was Saturday Six AM and Logan was calling down to the Med-Lab to see if Rogue was well enough for visitors.
“Good morning, Logan.”
“Mornin’ Red. How is she this morning?”
“Her vitals are well stable, nothing has changed for better or worse. And mentally she seems pretty calm, but until she wakes up I’m not sure if she will want Ella down here.” “Will you have her call me when she wakes up, I’ll be in the room watching cartoons.”
“You watching Cartoon?” Jean said with a laugh. “Can we take pictures?”
Logan just grunted and hung up the phone.
‘I will ask her and give you a call.’
‘Thanks, now please get out of my thoughts.’
‘Just a little bit?’
‘Bye Jean!’
Logan was already for the day. He wasn’t sure what time Ella would wake up, so he figured he would get some more school work done. Even though he was only teaching gym and self-defense classes, he wanted to keep detail records on the students so he could measure some progress, and see who needs help where. He couldn’t believe how well the kids knew each other’s skills more than they knew their own. That was one the items he wanted to address first. He still had to review the tapes of the mission, but Ella and Marie came first, and then he is students. Logan was seemingly settling down into life at the mansion and school for the ‘gifted’.
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Author's Chapter Notes:
I believe that this will be my longest story ytd, with this chapter being about five pages long alone!