"Deceit do not lay a finger on that laptop!" Logan growled as he bolted awake. He immediately regretted that decision. His head swam and the world spun; he should not be moving that first after first waking up.
"Whoever could you be talking about?" Though he was still in Remy's body, Logan could tell immediately it was Deceit, the sly smirk on his face, the glint of mischief in his eyes, there was no denying it. He wasn't in the mood to be played with.
"I swear, if you have hurt it-" Logan used his powers to bring the laptop quickly to his side, almost laying back down from the exertion.
"You'll what?" He smirked, hiding a laugh. There was nothing that Logan could do in this state and even if he could, he wouldn't do anything. "All I did was rescue it from the floor where someone carelessly dropped it."
Logan flinched. He had been carrying it when he and Roman had had their argument, a relationship he had still not figured out how to fix, but if the laptop was broken as well he would be lost. He didn't know when his body had started shaking, but Deceit was by his side in a moment, putting a comforting hand on Logan's shoulder.
"Hey, don't lose it on me. Deep breaths L, Deep breaths, don't need you passing out on us again. We just got you back."
"Logan?" Another voice came from the hallway, and Logan wasn't sure whose it was. It all sounded a bit fuzzy and muddled. There were so many things he needed to figure out and get done. What if he lost all of his resources? What if he couldn't protect them? He was only saved by the chime of his computer. It was a bell leading him out of the fog.
"Dee, let me take over." The voice had moved closer and with it came a new set of hands, thinner and more pale, gently resting on top of Logan's.
"The computer is fine Logan, focus on me." He looked up into Virgil's eyes and felt his heart skip. The computer was fine, Virgil was fine. How long had he been out that Virgil was awake?
"Breathe, slow deep breaths." Logan followed slowly, copying Virgil's breathing as his mind tried to reorient itself to the present.
"You are safe, everyone is safe." He could see the hesitation in Virgil's words, how they lingered on his tongue for too long. Virgil was trying to be considerate.
"Morality?" Logan finally asked. He needed to verify that the people he was supposed to rescue were fine.
"Awake and moving."
"Roman?"
"Still a jerk."
Logan held back a snort before whispering, "You?"
"I'll be honest, Specs. I've had better weeks, but I'm here in one piece, so that says a lot doesn't it?"
Logan nodded, but the tremble in his hands began to come back.
"I'm sorry," he choked out. It was obvious he was attempting to pull his emotionless mask back on but it had cracked in so many places that it did nothing to cover the remorse on his face.
"I let you down. I let the twins down. I should have noticed Morality's absence."
"Hey, that isn't just on you. There are a lot of things we could have done differently, but everything is alright now. Roman and Remus are here, Patton is up and walking, I'm in one piece. We will all survive."
Logan took in a deep stuttering breath. "Right."
Then he tried to add humor to the situation. "Look at me, shouldn't you be the one giving this logical lecture." Probably not his best, but Logan laughed.
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The Logical Exception
FanfictionSome people are born special. Then there are those who are extraordinary. Virgil, code-named Anxiety, and his best friend Patton, code-named Morality, have made it their job to protect the citizens of their city from any and all forms of peril. This...