POV: Logan
Morgan had gone to bed, absolutely exhausted. I was in Charles's office waiting. I heard his wheelchair and turned around to see Scott with him. Fuck. The prick would constantly criticize how I killed that guy and let my own... Daughter(Fuck that felt weird) see it. "So," Scott started the conversation. "I heard you had some father daughter murder bonding."
"Argh Fuck off Scott, why are you here." The professor ignored our arguing and was looking through some paperwork on his desk. "I'm here, because that poor tortured girl of yours, has to spend her life knowing that you, are the one responsible. Someone who probably doesn't even care if she lives or dies." I stood up to match him. "And what would you know Fuckface?
"Boys, If you can't restrain your comments, this conversation is over. We are here for Morgan, not your egos." Charles didn't look up from his desk. I glared at Scott and sat back in my chair. He lent against the wall. "As you know, Morgan has been through a lot and is in a mentality unstable place. During the small amount of time I got inside her head, I was able to see her experiences and know what she has been through. Lets just say it's a lot." I looked at my hands. I knew what it was like to go through a rough childhood. I understood her situation better than anyone else. "Logan, I need to know, right here, right now. Are you going to put an effort into this girls life. Because if you're not, we need to know now before her heart literally breaks. I look up at the professor. knowing my answer in an instant. "I will." I would do anything for that girl. Granted, I knew shit all about kids. I had no experience, I had no future plans for kids so I wasn't prepared.
I've never liked kids. But now that I had one, something clicked inside of me and all of a second knew I would die for this kid. If that was possible.
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A/N: OK, this was a short one, but it seemed like a good ending point. So as always, Comment any feedback, story ideas or requests. Please please please show me you read and enjoy my story. Ta ta
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The Wolverine's child
Hayran KurguWARNING: Contains; Violence, Strong language, child abuse I'm not gonna be continuing this just because my weird little brain got bored of it. "Who is she?" I had no idea what to do. Hell I didn't know what to think. "Her name is Morgan." I stared a...
