Hank and Cecelia took four hours to re-x ray and re-test the young Cajun and go over the results. When they were done they found Wolverine in the Danger Room trashing battle drones. “ Logan?” Hank spoke into the Comm unit in the control room, “ would you join us in the Med Lab? “
“ ‘Bout damn time Blue, “ Wolverine said as he wiped sweat from his face. “ I’ll meet ya there.” Half an hour later he sat on the edge of Remy’s bed and listened with him to Hank’s findings. Remy looked totally exhausted. Logan watched him from the corner of his eye. “ Let me begin with the most serious of your injuries.” Hank started, “ your knee is healing as well as I had hoped. I am convinced that any permanent side affects of the damage done will be minimal. You will lose some mobility and strength, but not enough to keep you off the team. The Physical Therapy is going to be long and hard, I won’t lie to you, It may seem worse than the injury itself at times.” Logan glanced down at Remy then but the thief didn’t seem to be listening to a word Hank said. His eyes were closed and he looked to be asleep. Logan reached over and brushed through his hair and the eyes came open. He looked at Logan and gave him the barest hint of a smile before he closed his eyes again.  “ To continue,” Hank started again “ there is nothing more I can do for the broken bones in your back. I will fit you for a support belt but it will have to heal naturally, I’m sorry. I will give you pain medication as long as I can but that can be very addictive. There will come a time soon when I will have to start weaning you off of it. Your heart. The heart is a muscle, you know that, yours has been severely strained these past weeks. I believe that if he , I’m sorry Remy, if you continue to take your medication you should be fine. You are an incredibly healthy, strong young man, when you’re not in my lab, I don’t see why you can’t be that same young man again. The cast can come off your hand in another two weeks. I am going to fit you with a brace at that time. You won’t be putting weight on that knee for another six weeks, your going to be on crutches for months, I’m not sure your hand will be strong enough, the brace will help. I think that’s it. Oh, you are running a fever again,. I believe it is just from all the moving around you did today, it should go down when you rest.

Remy wasn’t listening anymore, he was tired, so tired. He just wanted to go to sleep and wake up again so this whole nightmare would end. “ Cher, ’m so tired…wanna go t’ sleep.”  Logan saw something in his eyes, something he couldn’t put his finger on but he knew he didn’t like it. “ We done here Blue? “
“ I believe anything else we have to discuss can wait until a later time. Thank you Cecelia, your help and input were greatly appreciated.”
“ No problem Hank, take care of yourself Remy. “ she patted his shoulder and left the room.”
“ I think the kid needs some space.” Logan noticed tears in the corner of his closed eyes.
“ Oui cher, need to be ’lone today…you don’ mind?” he opened his eyes and looked Logan in the eye. “ Nah, I’ve been hoverin’ over ya too much. I’ll see ya in the morning.” He bent and kissed his lover softly on the head. “ You call me if you need ANYTHING. Understand?” He really didn’t want to leave but he couldn’t smother the kid. He didn’t really need to sit here every minute.
“Oui, I will call, or Henri will. Go. Just gonna sleep de rest of de day anyway. See ya in de morning Cher.”  It took every ounce of will Logan possessed to walk out of the room. His lover was nearly broken, he wouldn’t be able to handle much more. He was scared again, he didn’t know why, just a feeling in his gut.

When Logan hadn’t heard from Remy or Hank by midnight he couldn’t stay away any longer. The feeling in his gut only got worse during the day. It made concentrating on things like conversation with the other X-men in residence impossible. He spent some time in the room he shared with Remy but that only made his anxiety grow. He now had an overwhelming need to see Remy, to make sure he was still okay.  Logan entered the lab quietly, it was dark, no one was there. He looked into Hank’s office but it looked like he left some time ago. There was no light on in Remy’s rooms he made his way over to it as quietly as he could. Remy looked to be sound asleep so he sat on the chair by the bed and  reached out to brush back his hair. When he touched him though, Logan’s eyes grew wide, he stood up so fast that the chair fell over. “ SHIT!” He turned on the light and looked down at his lover in horror. He wasn’t asleep, he was unconscious. He grabbed the phone beside the bed and hit the top button, a direct line to Henry’s room. “ Hank, get down here now! “ he screamed into the phone as soon as he heard it connect. “ What’s wrong?” Hank sounded confused, as if he’d been asleep for a while. “ Don’t know, I can’t wake him, he’s burnin up again. Get down here! “
“On my way.”
Logan turned back to the man in the bed, “ Remy? …Come on darlin, don’t do this again. Yer getting better… Wake up for me… WAKE UP!”
“Move.” Hank said as he pushed past Logan, “ get out”
“but…”
“ GET OUT NOW!”  There was a tone of voice Hank got sometimes that you didn’t question. He went into a sort of Super Doctor Mode. You didn’t question him and you stayed out of his way. Logan backed out of the room. He stood in the doorway and swallowed hard. The last time Hank sounded like this was the last time Remy’s heart had stopped. When Hank stood over his bed with the paddles to the crash cart in his hands. When he watched as the body of his lover tensed then relaxed as the electricity was sent into his heart, then prayed for the straight line on the monitor to jump. Logan ran his hands through his hair then spun and left the lab. He couldn’t be here now. He couldn’t watch this again.
 
Hank found Logan thirty minutes later. “ Logan,… he’s okay. He’s got a kidney infection. I’m so sorry. I neglected to check him. There was no more blood in his urine, removing the catheter didn’t seem to cause him problems. I am so sorry.”
Logan looked up at him from the steps outside the mansion. “ So why’s he so sick?”
“ Because he’s so weak. He hasn’t had a break since this whole thing started. First the beating which was bad enough to weaken him. Then he had the reaction to the pain medication, then that blasted drug they injected him with ,now this …This would have been nothing alone, he would take the antibiotic and been fine. He was just too run down to handle anything else” Hank looked down at the ground. He felt so bad to have spent four hours that day testing the poor boy and to miss something like this…
“ Not yer fault” Logan said as a puff of smoke followed his words “ I knew something wasn’t right with him this afternoon, I shoulda said something then. So now what?”
“ I’ve restarted the IV. It’s the fastest way to get the medication into his system. We should see an improvement in twenty four hours. I don’t want him left alone until we see that though. “
“I’ll be with him. Not leavin again until he’s with me.” Logan stood and they made their way back inside. “ I will be very happy to see that day my friend.” Hank said, and patted Logan’s shoulder. “ Me too Blue, me too.”

The night was just like all the other seemingly endless nights that Logan watched his wounded lover. He paced around the bed looking for some sign of Gambit in the fragile body before him. He could see no sign of the sexy Cajun . No sign of the sexy body he loved to touch and taste. What he saw before him was the ten year old street rat who cried in his arms after the nightmares. Remy had an incredibly strong soul, but his body would always carry hints of his horrible childhood. His damaged heart was so kind, had so much goodness in it even after all the years of abuse and mistreatment. Logan was sure he was the only one, besides Jean-Luc and Storm who could see the amazing man that was Remy Le Beau. If he could just get past all this SHIT . Logan was so used to being in control of every situation, it kept him alive this long…but he couldn’t FIX this! His lover, the man he promised to protect and love forever, his life mate in every way but legally, WASN’T SAFE, and there was NOTHING he could do. No enemy to beat, no monster to chase. He sat back down and held Remy’s warm hand. He was so used to them feeling cold. That heat was a reminder that he’d let Remy down, like everyone else. “ Sorry kid, I didn’t keep my promise.”
“…’s okay cher…”
“ how long you been awake?”
“while…hurt ’gain.”
“yeah, seems like nothing’s goin our way. I promise, nothing else is gonna hurt you” He sniffed and bent forward so he could look Remy in the eye. “ When this is over, if ya want, we’ll leave here. Go far away, just us. We’ll find us a house far away from the fighting and the pain. No more crazy people tryin to kill us. We’ll get old and fat and rock in chairs on the front porch.” He had to blink back tears, he didn’t really mean it,… knew Remy would hate it… but the idea of growing old and fat and doing nothing but holding his angel tight in his arms forever sounded perfect.
“…ready to…go. ..hold you…love you…forever.”
Logan smiled and stroked his hot cheek. “ We’ll invite everybody over and cook for ’em.”
“bore dem wit…” he paused as a wave of pain swept through his body “bore dem wit …pictures of de… grand kids”
“ We gotta have kids first.”
“ gotta have…petit logan…”
“ How ’bout a little girl…she’ll be an angel, like you.”
A weak smile ghosted across Remy’s lips “ no…ange…”
Logan bent and kissed him then. It possessed all the love he felt for the man before him. He rested his forehead against Remy’s a moment. Why couldn’t Remy see how much he meant to him? Had all the shit from his past really made him believe he could never be happy? “ You are to me”.
Remy smiled brightly then. The first real smile Logan had seen in what felt like forever.
 

TBC