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Bella rolled over feeling the softness of pillows and warmth of covers. This had her shooting up in alarm. She found herself in a hotel room. The only light about the room was a bedside lamp. It was currently three am. She rolled on out of the bed, confused as to how she got there. The last thing she remembered was Logan stitching her up. Bella noticed that her jacket and shoes had been taken off and placed on the full size bed beside her. Her head darted towards the sewn area. She ran a single finger along it. Out of curiosity, she unlocked the door and headed outside. The jeep was parked right out front. Looking to the overcast sky, Bella leaned against a post.
She turned to see Logan off to the side of his hotel room, smoking a cigar.
“Insomnia…” she stated with a shrug.
Logan nodded and made his way over. He leaned against the post across from her.
“What about you?”
“Eh… something like that. I don’t require as much sleep as most.”
He cleared his throat, however, and glanced towards her hotel room.
“So… them night terrors… Ya get them often?”
Her eyes widened. He nodded and took a drag off his cigar.
“Did I wake you?”
“Nah… I was already up. I’m surprised ya didn’t wake Gumbo over there up.” He gestured towards the room on the other side of her.
She sighed and pinched her eyes shut for a moment.
“I know about them terrors.”
Her eyes lifted upon his.
“So who’s this Edward fella?”
Bella grimaced at the mere sound of his name.
“Ya alright there?”
She nodded but the look on her face said it all.
“I’m guessing someone you don’t particularly care for?”
“It’s a bit deeper than that.”
“Hmmm…” Logan took one last drag of his cigar.
“Would ya care for a drink?” He asked hoping for some “company” and the way she was looking Logan figured she could use some as well. He motioned towards his hotel room. She rather shrugged. Logan nodded and motioned for her to follow him.
Once they enter the hotel, he shut the door. He pulled out a chair for her at the small table within the room. Logan grabbed a six pack of beer from the mini fridge and a bottle of whiskey. He sat across from her and popped open a beer. He slid it over and opened the whiskey. Logan took a good pull of it then handed it over. Bella took a swig as well and chased it with her beer. Her fingers ran along the beer label, looking to be in thought. Her eyes met his and she found herself opening up about that night for the first time. She’d kept it to herself all this time, not even Lydia Thompson knew her actual story; something Bella rather felt bad about, but it was a risk she wasn’t willing to take.
But there was something about Logan. Not only did she feel she could trust him, but he could easily hold his own if trouble ever came his way. When she finished her story, Logan leaned back looking ill. They sat in silence for a few moments and polished off another bottle of beer. To her surprise, Logan began to open up about his past as well. At least, what he could remember of it. He explained how he had part of his memory wiped. He, too, had been through literal hell and back. He’d lost everyone he ever loved as well, only it was much more torturous for Logan as he’d hardly aged over the years. Everyone else around him did and he would have to watch as they eventually pass.
They continued to talk throughout the night. So things hadn’t quite gone as Logan had hoped. But at the moment, Bella needed a friend. Not some asshole trying to get in her pants and that’s exactly what he picked up on during their conversation. Logan looked over remembering he’d gotten a bag of clothes and other things she might need. He pointed towards the bed.
“That there is yers.”
She looked upon him peculiarly.
“Ya can take that back with ya. Hope they fit. I wasn’t sure what size ya were.”
“Size…?” she pondered out loud.
Bella came to her feet and walked over and looked inside the bag.
“Logan… You didn’t have to do that.”
He shrugged and downed another beer and tossed it into the trash.
“Ya needed some clothes.”
There were blue jeans, black leather boots, a few regular shirts along with some western ones. She could clearly tell he shopped at a western place, something Bella had never ever worn. She’d never even stepped inside one of those places. She swallowed back in thought. But he also got things like deodorant, toothbrush and paste, razors, hairbrush, shampoo, conditioner, pads and tampons even. Bella looked over wide eyed.
“Um… thank you,” she said sincerely.
He nodded. Bella picked up the bag and started on out the door.
“Why don’t ya let me get that?” Logan called out and rushed over.
Bella smiled and stepped on out.
“I got it… Thank you Logan…”
He raised his brows as Bella kissed him on the cheek. From there, she headed into her room.
Logan reared back and turned to see Gambit at the jeep. He was cutting him a ‘go to hell’ look.
Logan already knew what was running through the Cajun’s mind so he decided to fuck with him. Logan shrugged and cleared his throat.
“Ya snooze ya loose.”
“I was out gettin da lady somethin’s!”
Logan shrugged once again and lit a cigar.
“What can I say we had a good time.”
Gambit’s lip curled.
“Merde! Of course, because the great Logan always has to have a good time!”
The older man narrowed his eyes on this.
“Getting a little touchy there, aren’t we?”
The Cajun continued to curse and mutter under his breath as he strutted up to Bella’s hotel room. He was just about to knock on her door.
“Relax Gumbo… When I say good time… That’s all I meant. We spent the night talking.”
He cut Logan a look of indictment as Bella opened her door. Logan nodded his way and headed back into his room.
She stepped aside allowing him in. She looked to the bags in wonder.
“Are you alright?” Bella questioned, seeing how flustered he seemed.
He nodded and sat the bags down on one of the beds.
“Are you?” he probed, she was lying on the other bed looking like she’d pass out any minute.
Bella yawned and tiredly nodded in return.
“What’s all that?”
“Just somethin’s I picked up. You can look through it later,” he said but turned back to see she was already out.
At this he kissed her forehead and tucked her in. Then he quietly headed out, locking the door behind him.
With a towel wrapped around her, Bella stared at the odd assortment of clothes. It seemed both men had supplied her with an abundance of toiletries but the clothes they picked out were night and day in comparison. Whereas Logan had gone damn near all country, Gambit had gone with a lot of red and black and a few things even were leather. She didn’t want to hurt either of their feelings or seem ungrateful so she did the next best thing. She mixed and matched a few things from both men. She ended up in blue jeans – Logan, black Harley Davidson boots- Logan, a black midriff top- Remy, a red tank under that top- Remy, a leather wristlet – also Remy.
The guys had already loaded up and were waiting for her outside. Both were in a bit of a stupor as she walked out. Gambit let out a whistle that had her blushing. Logan rushed over and helped her with the bags. He tilted his head about as he walked behind her. He couldn’t help but to gawk at her perfect round little ass in those jeans.
“Damn…” he muttered.
Bella turned back.
He cleared his throat.
The moment they got her things inside, Gambit took her by the hand and twirled her about.
“Je pense que je suis mort et arrivé au paradis” (I think I’ve died and gone to heaven) he said as he kissed her hand.
“I agree and gotta be honest – Ya look hot as hell, darlin’.”
Bella’s entire body flushed over.
“Well thank you. Both of you… and I don’t just mean for the clothes… everything.”
“No need to thank us. The pleasure is ours lil darlin’.”
Gambit nodded in agreement but was eying Bella something fierce.
“You wore your hair back,” he stated looking to be in awe.
She rather lowered her head at this.
“Sometimes the things we deem as our biggest flaw… is what others find the most intriguin’ bout us.”
Gambit’s words even had Logan impressed and he agreed. There wasn’t anything hideous about it. It gave her a bit of a rough edge but it didn’t take away from her natural beauty, by no means. If anything, the different color eyes were somewhat exotic looking. To her and Logan’s surprise, Gambit kissed the scar going across her eye, then opened the door for her. Bella wasn’t even sure why but the way he went about it had her all a flutter. She found herself blushing and her heart was racing.
Logan took notice of the way she regarded Gambit now. He shook his head, knowing he hadn’t a chance in hell now. Sure, he was rather disappointed but on the other hand, he was okay with this. He wasn’t about to raise hell and throw a fuss. If Gambit made her happy then so be it. He’d have liked it to be him but that’s just how things are.
And even though he gave the guy shit from time to time, he knew when it came to women, Remy LeBeau treated his significant others like pure gold.
Logan got in the jeep with this thought in mind. The three of them were silent as he hit the road. Meanwhile, Logan was thinking about the ugly break up that took place a couple years ago. The very reason he himself had to hunt Gambit down. He was sure he’d find him back in the bayou and he was right. Gambit had gone back to his gambling ways and was stirring up trouble, like usual, when he went on his lonesome. Logan witnessed the entire thing unfold and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do. Not even Logan had a say in what path she chose. But that girl ripped Gambit’s heart out enough to make even the Wolverine cringe. He never dreamed that Marie of all people had it in her.
Who’d have thought the sweet southern belle would be the death of Gambit or damn near… He never let her inability to do certain things get in the way of their relationship. Gambit loved Marie, aka Rogue ,unconditionally. He always found a way. But the moment Rogue found someone that could truly give her everything she ever wanted or needed… She dropped Gambit like a sack of bricks.
She left Gambit in order to be with Joseph, another mutant. He could put a magnetic force field over him and actually touch Rogue. Hell, they were even able to have sex now. Whereas with Gambit… He’d literally and willingly hurt himself in order to be with Rogue that intimately. If that wasn’t love, then Logan sure as hell didn’t know what was and though he saw Rogue like a daughter and thought the world of her, that was one of the few times Logan was truly disappointed in her. He got why she did it. It’s human nature. But he knew those two were madly in love yet she ended up truckin’ it the moment opportunity rose. That was just plain cold in Logan’s book. If it had been the other way around, he’d have ripped Gambit a new one.
So after giving Gambit some time to heal and find himself again, Logan decided it was time he joined the team again. It was just ironic that they ran into Bella the day before leaving. It wasn’t easy convincing Gambit to go along. He’d become too much of a loner. Then again, that’s where he and Logan were a lot like. They chose to do things their own way which often enough got them into trouble. But it also got them OUT of trouble, depending on the situation. Neither liked being told what to do and neither of them followed a certain path. They followed their own morals and hearts and that’s part of why they worked well together.
Not many understood mutants like Logan and Gambit. They weren’t exactly good but they were by no means bad. They were a mixture of everything and that’s what it took to get the job done at times. They were the only ones that hadn’t an issue taking a life when needed, at least out of their group. It was the reason behind many fights when it came to Xavier or on the rare occasions Jean, but she was nowhere near as passive as Xavier. If she considered the situation worthy enough, she’d allow it. It didn’t matter though. Both men followed the path they deemed right rather than what others expected of them. For that alone, Gambit had Wolverine’s respect.
They stopped at a couple hours out at an IHOP where they each had breakfast and coffee. They talked about the X-Men and Xavier’s mansion letting her know what exactly she was getting into. Logan took it upon himself to tell her about Professor Charles Xavier (the founder of the mansion) and what he stood for exactly. Gambit, for once, kept quiet during this. In fact, Logan swore that the beloved lady’s man actually looked nervous. He kept eying Bella off and on. Gambit surprisingly, was a man of few words today.
On the way back to the jeep, Logan caught up to him.
“What’s yer deal, Gumbo?”
“What do you mean?”
“Ya damn near look like yer gonna shit yerself in that restaurant.”
Gambit shrugged. Logan chuckled in realization.
“She’s got you all a twitterpated.”
He cocked a brow Logan’s way. “And you had me believin’ you hunted deer, not watch cute little films bout dem.”
They looked over to see Bella up against the jeep. She had her hand about her arm. She looked to be in pain. Before Logan had a chance to say anything, Gambit dashed off. He had her in the backseat and was looking her over. Logan rolled his eyes as he got into the jeep. Gambit was placing antibiotic crème on the wound and handed Bella some pain pills and water, afterwards. Before long, Gambit was lying in her lap and they were playing a game of cards. Naturally, he was showing off his skills during this.
“How are you doing that?”
Logan heard her say at one point. He grumbled under his breath and turned on the radio. He wasn’t about to listen to Gambit’s gloating the entire way.
“Would you like to learn, Bella?”
She sort of shrugged and he rose from her lap. Laughter escaped at her first few attempts. Cards were going everywhere and Gambit chuckled. Bella’s jaw dropped however as he used his kinetic energy to bring the cards back to him.
“See you’re a natural already, chere!” he teased.
“Yeah sure…” she softly stated, looking stunned.
“Besides, you’re cheating. You’re doing something with the cards.”
Logan smirked at her words and glanced into the rear-view mirror.
“Now, chere… I’d never!”
“You totally are! I don’t know how but you are!”
Gambit shook his head and raised the cards up higher as she reached for them.
Logan narrowed his eyes and reared back. It just occurred to him that the Cajun had given Bella his real name. Something Gambit rarely did, especially after everything that went down between him and Rogue. She flinched, however, as she stretched her arm out for them. Gambit swiftly but gently lowered her arm back down.
“Easy now…” he spoke softly and lowered the cards back down.
“Dat is enough cards for now. You should rest.”
Bella nodded but was eying the deck in his hand. Gambit froze as a card rose from the deck and hovered about. Something that wasn’t his doing. The card twirled about revealing that it was a Ace of Spades. His eyes widened as Bella snapped her fingers and the card burst into pieces and scattered throughout the jeep. Logan thought back to her story and what she did with the vampire.
“Dat was my favorite deck…” Gambit pouted but looked to be in awe. “Now dat was a trick!”
Gambit peered over Logan’s direction.
“Did you see dat?”
Logan nodded, however, he saw the look of agony on her face.
“Bella?” Remy called out in concern, whilst running a hand along her back.
She was bowled over covering her eye.
“It’ll pass… Just give me a minute.” Bella hurriedly grabbed her shades and put them on.
“The more control I gain… The bigger the migraine…” she explains as she leans back looking rather pale.
Gambit tilted his head in thought.
“Is it somethin’ in here… when you do dat, chere?” He pointed to his head.
She nodded. He grinned on this.
“I can help you!”
She narrowed her eyes on this. He nodded with full confidence.
He smiled and began to show off again.
“Because what I also use what’s dere.”
“That’s debatable,” Logan fired back.
“Funny, isn’t he?”
“You are straining dat beautiful mind of yours… puttin’ forth too much concentration. I will teach you,” he said with a shrug.
“It’ll be fun!”
“If you say so but I really don’t see how you can teach someone else control… in that area…”
Remy raised his brows on this.
“Is that a challenge?” he inquired with a smirk.
“I’m simply saying that it’s not feasible.”
“I tell you what, mon Belle. I say we make a deal.”
He nodded once again and shuffled his cards about but his eyes were locked onto her.
“If I teach you… successfully… put an end to dose headaches of yours… You shall reward me!”
Logan and Bella snorted on this.
“Reward you?” she scoffed behind laughter. “And how do you suppose I go about rewarding you?”
“You let me take you on a date,” he declared with a shrug.
“A date…?” She uttered pulling a certain face.
“Dat’s right …”
She swallowed back on this. Bella hadn’t been on a date since her engagement to Edward and even then he was the only experience she truly had.
“I don’t date…” she softly admitted.
“You don’t date?” he questioned with disbelief.
She nodded. “Like ever… Sorry…”
“If you don’t date then how do you meet people?”
Logan sighed on this, knowing damn well why. He cleared his throat.
“Ya should let him train ya and go on that date darlin’.” Logan wrinkled his nose at his own words.
He took his cigar out and rolled down the windows. He couldn’t believe he said that shit. But he knew the girl needed to get out and even he knew Gambit would be the perfect candidate in getting her abilities sorted out. Gambit peered over looking just as surprised by Logan’s words.
“Well, dere you go. So what do you say?”
Bella drew back a breath on this.
“Fine… but only if you succeed…” she mocked with a grin of her own.
Gambit smiled on this and held out his hand.
“Got yourself a deal…” he said as they shook hands.
“Just think… I could very well become your mari!” (mari-man)
“Or my bitch…”
Logan choked back on his cigar causing Bella to laugh.
“Sorry…” she called out.
Gambit shook his head with a beam about him.
“Je serais tout ce que vous voudrez, mon chère.” (I’ll be whatever you want me to be, chere…)
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