Logan (Logan x Female!Reader)

Chapter 2: What A Disappointment You Are

We make our way across the border and come up to this large fence. Logan parks the car, walks out and unlocks the gate. He opens it and then comes back in the car and drives on through, where I could see Caliban standing nearby. He was covered from head to toe with clothes and a poncho so it wasn't hard to spot him.

"I see in you that virtue, Brutus... As I see your external appearance. Well, honor is the theme that will speak." We hear Charles ramble from his dome as Logan and I walk in this old factory building we call home. I feel bad keeping him in there but it's for his safety and everyone else. "He's having a bad day." Caliban informs us as Logan pulls out a bottle of alcohol. "They're all bad days." I said as I hand the bag of medicine to Caliban. "He needed these six hours ago. This is not enough, you know. Won't see us through the week." Caliban said as he holds up the bag.

"We're working on it." Logan said to Caliban while I slightly roll my eyes. "Your turn. I've had a rough night." Caliban said as he hands the bag to Logan. "Well...Poor you." Logan said, sarcastically, before he takes the bag, sets his bottle down and heads to some shelves nearby. "In other news, He told me last night he was communicating with someone." Caliban said. "He's not talking to anybody." Logan said as he looks through some shelves for a needle. "Don't be so sure. He's got all these...details. I thought that tank was supposed to act as a barrier. It has got cracks in it." Caliban said.

"Just please stop." Logan said as I sigh and run my hand over my face. "Bottom left." I said to him and he goes to the bottom left drawer and pulls out the needle then heads for the door while Caliban turns a switch down, which turns off the lights. "You're not listening. He's gonna be asking questions to you. About why we're here. I think he's trying to read my mind." Caliban said, worriedly. "That's what these are for." Logan said as he holds up the medicine, opens the door and walks out. Caliban ducks back in the shadows, as sunlight hurts him, and I go over to the door and shut it.

"Are you ever gonna talk to him? About what you found?" Caliban asked me as I walk back over to the kitchen area. "He won't listen to me. He'd listen to you!" He said as he walks up behind me. "Why would he listen to me?" I asked. "Are you kidding me? You two go and shag each other every other day!" Caliban said and I turn my head to him.

"Holy fuck! Really, Caliban?!" I asked him, annoyed and embarrassed. "Hey, these are thin walls! Even when you two try to be quiet!" He said as he goes over to a counter and starts to chop some vegetables. "Hell, I can even smell it on you tw--" but he stops as both of us felt like we couldn't breathe and we couldn't move. Oh, shit! Charles's having another one of his seizures! Logan, please hurry! I thought, fearfully, as I sit there frozen in place, the feeling of knives stabbing me in the head.

*3rd Person POV*

"Eating her curds and whey then came down a big spider which sat down beside her and frightened Miss Muffet..." Charles shouts as he, in his wheelchair, rolls around in the room. But he stops and turns his chair as Logan walks in and shuts the door. The two make eye contact before Charles continues on with his rambling. "Friends, I have good news for you today! It's not about what you do. It's not about your deeds. You can't live up to God's rules. He knows that you can't. It's okay, we're imperfect."

Logan walks in front of him, stopping him from moving forward. "Make way, sir." Charles said but Logan doesn't move as he pulls out the medicine and needle, getting ready to give Charles his injection. "I said, make way!" Charles shouts but, again, Logan doesn't move. Then Charles steers his chair around and shouts. "The new quesalupa from Taco Bell! Get it with chicken! Get it with steak! And with the cheese baked right into the shell, it's the next big thing! Go now, while supplies last!"