a/n: chapters will be from Logan's POV unless stated otherwise
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~Logan's POV~
"Easy, Lyla... Easy."
"Adamantium. The Sentinels have been remodeled with adamantium." Lyla groaned, clutching her side as Scott gently set her on the ground. "I'll heal, but it'll take some time."
"What happened to her?" Bobby asked, pushing me aside and crouched down in front of her.
"A Sentinel almost burned her alive. Part of the adamantium in her melted completely and made it to her bloodstream." Scott explained as Lyla writhed around in pain.
"I'll heal! I always do, dammit!"
"Not this time, liebchen." Erik said and my eyes widened. "The particles are too small for me to remove them from your blood... Your healing factor is weakening by trying to regenerate new cells which keep getting attacked by the adamantium."
"The fuck you mean it's weakening!?" I exclaimed.
"It means that no matter how hard I try or how fast her healing abilities are, it's not enough to save her... Her body is rejecting the adamantium after all these years."
"Don't... don't pretend to care about me while I'm on my deathbed, Logan." Lyla spat and closed her eyes for a few seconds. "You never cared."
"Moonlight, I-"
"Stop calling me that! You were alive the entire time and never searched for me! I was rotting in that cage covered in your blood for what seemed like an eternity while you were alive somewhere!" She screamed and tried to stand but fell on her knees. "This is your karma... getting to witness your only kid die right in front of you."
"You're not dying, for God's sake!" Scott protested and turned to Erik and Charles. "Tell me my wife isn't dying!"
"I'm sorry, Scott." Charles sighed. "There's nothing we can do except wait."
"Fuck waiting. I'm going out by taking down those tin cans and it'll literally be the last thing I ever fucking do." Lyla practically snarled and used her claws to stand up.
"Ravager, you're in no condition." Ororo pointed out and nudged my ribcage. "Say something to her."
"Let's get her inside and see what we can do to make her more comfortable." Bobby decided as Scott helped her walk.
"You missed your chance, Logan. All because you kept pushing her away for years." Ororo rolled her eyes before walking away and I pursed my lips, looking down at my feet. "Scott is about to be widowed and you lost the only person who tried to give you pure and unconditional love all because you kept pushing her away when she needed you."
