Sequel to How to Slay a Dragon. Song is Sade's "By Your Side". Yes,
i'm still on the song fic kick.
 

Night in Shinin' Armour
 

Remy felt his heart leap into his throat. He wanted to say something
to Logan anything, but he couldn't because Logan was kissing him
again. Another soft brush of his lips and Remy found himself leaning
down further into Logan. Wanting to be as close to Logan as he could
possibly get. A sharp hiss and a whimper from Logan caused Remy to
pull back. Pain was etched in every line on his face and his eyes
were squeezed shut.
"Logan, merde, what's wrong cher?"
Logan's jaw was clenched so tightly Remy heard the muscles crack.
Remy's voice must have woken up Hank because he heard the creak of a
chair and Hank was at Logan's side. Hank pushed Remy aside and bent
over his patient. Logan began to choke and convulse.
"Professor! I need your assistance!"
Remy looked over to the professor who was now wide-awake and rapidly
moving toward Hank.
"What's happened?"
"I believe the worst is not yet behind us. His body is turning
on him. Since the heroin was injected into the blood stream his
antibodies are attacking healthy blood cells as well as the drug. I
was hoping the medication would have helped."
As is to confirm everyone's fears, Logan began spitting up blood.
Thick, dark blood that looked more like oil than actual blood. Remy
felt his heart and his stomach lurch. He said a silent prayer,
hoping that some spiritual being was hearing his whispered plea to
keep the man he loved alive.

Hank leapt into action, setting up a blood transfusion. Then, he had
Charles and Remy keep Logan's airway clear while he observed a sample
of Logan's blood. Remy looked down at his love, now covered in blood
and felt the tears spring to his eyes. He didn't let them fall
however he had to be strong for Logan. Charles reached across Logan
to place his hand on top of Remy's. Remy looked into the man's eyes
and saw sympathy and sadness. Then, Remy did something he rarely did
he let down his shields and reached out empathically to Charles. The
rush of emotions was at first startling to Charles but he soon sorted
them out and understood. He felt the love Remy had for Logan and it
broke his heart. Remy had so much love for Logan that had been
buried deep for so long. Now, he knew that Logan indeed returned his
love and that was being stolen from him, with him being powerless to
stop it. They were all fighting an invisible enemy now. Hank
whirled around in his chair so fast he nearly flew out of it.
"I've got it! It wasn't the heroin, it was the medication! His
body is expelling the tainted blood and trying to make way for
fresher blood. Since the medication fights the effects of the
heroin, Logan's immune system is being overwhelmed and his body is
trying to compensate."
Remy tried to process what was being said but couldn't as Logan began
coughing even more violently. Hank placed a hand on Remy's arm and
pushed him out of the way.
 

You think I'd leave your side baby?
You know me better than that
Think I'd leave you down
When you're down on your knees?
I wouldn't do that
I'll tell you you're right when you're wrong
Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh
And if only you could see into me

Remy breathed deeply as he choked down the lump in his
throat. His back muscles burned and his neck was extremely sore.
Still, he kept his vigil by Logan's side. His cough was lessening
and he only shook every once in a while. Hank walked over to the bed
and checked Logan's vital signs.
"You know Remy, Logan should be fine now. You should get some
sleep." Remy smiled at Hank but shook his head.
"Non, not `til Logan wakes up and Remy sees for himself that he
is alright. I'm not leavin' him here alone."
Hank gave Remy an inquisitive look and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"He's going to be okay Remy. Logan is one of the strongest SOB's
I've ever known. If he has something to come back to, you can bet
that there's no force imaginable that's going to stop him."
Remy let Henry's words sink and blinked back the tears welling in his
eyes. He grabbed Hank's hand and gave it a squeeze.
"T'ank y' Henri. For lettin' him come back to me."
Henry gave Remy a puzzled look. Remy smiled and let his empathy
explain the situation for him. Henry's eyes grew wide and his mouth
fell open as he looked from Remy to Logan and back again. Then, he
let a shy smile cross his lips as a hard blush flashed across his
face.
"I see, congratulations, I guess. I think, what do you say?-"
Remy laughed and shrugged his shoulders.
"Guess congrats gonna have to do for now."
Hank nodded his agreement and turned back to his desk still in a
daze. Remy picked up Logan's cold hand and continued his long night.

Ohh, when you're cold
I'll be there
Hold you tight to me
 

Remy didn't know when he fell asleep but when he woke up,
Logan was looking at him through half-lidded eyes. Remy bolted up in
his chair and immediately regretted the action as the sharp burn of
whiplash pulsed through his neck. He rotated his neck a few times to
work out the sting and looked down at Logan. Logan gave him a weak
but sincere smile.
"Mornin' sunshine." Logan's voice was hoarse and raspy.
Probably from the constant vomiting he had done most of the night. A
quick peek at Henry's computer said it was 11:35, most likely in the
morning. Remy smiled and ran his fingers through Logan's thick black
hair.
"G'mornin' cher. Nice to see y' joined us here in de land of de
livin'. Had Remy scared there, didn't tink I was gonna see y'
beautiful scowl again."
Logan smiled and coughed lightly.
"Didn't think I was gonna leave ya behind did ya?"
Remy instantly sobered and a pained look played across his flawless
features. Logan frowned wondering what he had said wrong. Remy
pulled his bottom lip into his mouth and closed his eyes as a single
tear fell down his cheek. Now Logan was really worried. He
struggled and finally got into a seated position. He lovingly
caressed the side of Remy's face and brought it closer so he could
gently kiss his forehead. He wouldn't ask, if Remy wanted him to
know then he would tell him. Logan really didn't like wheedling
truths out of people, happened to him too many times. Remy slowly
opened his eyes and looked up at Logan with lost eyes.
"T' hard. Don' know if I can handle bein' wit y'. Love y' wit
all of me but still don' know if dat's enough for y'. Not good
enough for y'."
Logan started laughing he couldn't help it.
"Yer not good enough fer me?? Fer fuck's sake Cajun, yer talkin'
to a man with a past no one seems to know, not even me. I've made
more mistakes in tha last few years than you could possibly hope ta
make in a few o' yer lifetimes. Next ta me beautiful, you're a
goddamn Mother fuckin' Theresa. Excuse my language."
Logan apologized to the ceiling. Remy smiled then choked out a deep
laugh.

When you're on the outside
Baby, and you can't get in
I would show you
You're so much better than you know
When you're lost, you're alone
Can't get back again
I will find you
Darlin' and I'll bring you home

And if you want to cry
I am here to dry your eyes (ooh)
You know time
You'll be fine
 

Wolverine was miserable everyone knew what it meant when
Wolverine was miserable. He would growl and snap at everyone how
came near him, except Remy. No one got why yet but Remy had a deep,
calming effect on the grumbling wild man. Jubilee commented that
Hank should've given Logan distempered shots while he was at it.
They never said why Logan was in the med lab they knew it was no one
else's business. Even though he hated it, Remy would dutifully come
down to the med lab and sit with Logan. After a few days, Logan was
fully recovered and Hank gave him permission to leave the lab not
that he need permission in the first place.
Outwardly, Remy was happy that Logan was leaving the lab, but inside
his heart was drowning in a flood of doubt. He didn't know if he
could handle a relationship with Logan, especially after the whole
trial bullshit. Too many tender wounds that could easily be torn
open again. Especially when dealing with a man endowed with six
inches of unbreakable metal ending in points.
Logan was finally able to leave the lab after receiving a laundry
list of "what not to do's" and a few mumblings of "Yeah, I
promise." "Never again" "Yes, it was a stupid mistake". After that,
it was the professor's turn. "Sorry" "Won't happen again" "Stupid
Mistake". Now, nothing was on his mind except a good hearty meal with
a large helping of Cajun afterwards. Speaking of which, where was
that fiery-eyed devil? Logan hadn't seen him since Hank told him he
could finally leave. Wonder how much time I spent talkin' to those
two? Logan grabbed Jean as she passed by.
"Have y' seen Remy?"
Jean gave him a inquiring look. He seemed to be spending a lot of
time with the thief.
"I'm pretty sure he's in his room."
"Thanks Red."
Without another word he bounded up the stairs to Remy's room.

Remy was sitting on his bed legs drawn up and his chin on his knees.
He felt Logan coming before he even reached the top step. He didn't
know how but He and Logan seemed to share an unknown link. They
could both `feel' when the other was near. Just a tickle on the back
of the neck or a faint scratch on the floor, both always knowing it
was the one person they really wanted to see. Remy heard a slight
knock at the door. He quietly bade Logan entrance. Logan opened the
door slowly and hesitated just on the other side. He looked nervous
and concerned.
"Y' alright Remy? Ain't seen you fer a while."
Logan entered the room and let the door click shut behind him. Then
he made his way over to the bed and sat next to Remy.
"What's wrong darlin'?"
Remy shook his head but Logan knew something was bothering him. He
didn't smell right.
"Don't try givin' me no bullshit now. Ya' know ya can't lie ta
me. If it's too painful fer ya to talk about, fine, I'll leave
now."
Logan stood up to leave but Remy grabbed his arm and stopped him.
He pulled Logan back down onto the bed silently. He reached out and
ran his hand over Logan's face, never touching his skin to Logan's.
The whispered touches continued, down Logan's neck, chest, abs and
thighs. Slow, precise, torturous, meant to slowly warm the feral
being lying just beneath the surface to an impassioned state of
ecstasy. Logan could feel the primal heat rising to the surface and
making its desires vocal through a low, throaty growl. A being as
old as the man containing it howling for freedom. It could see Remy
through Logan's eyes and it wanted him. Wanted to claim the
impossibly stunning thief as its own. Make him submit, beg, scream.
Logan growled again, fighting against the animal. Then, Remy upped
it a notch, replacing skillful hands with a hot and sinful mouth.
Warm, moist heat flowing past thick, full lips onto flushed skin
making the beast roar. It was all Logan could take he gave in to the
animal and let the haze overcome him.
Remy got a surprise when Logan let out a frustrated snarl and
grabbed both of his arms, pulling him up and into an all-devouring
kiss. Before his eyes fluttered closed Remy could plainly see the
glow of gold in Logan's eyes. The look, the one he got just before
he tried to tear your head off. The look that signaled the arrival
of the Wolverine. Remy sighed into his lover's mouth and surrendered
himself to the will of the Wolverine.

You think I'd leave your side baby?
You know me better than that
Think I'd leave you down
When you're down on your knees?
I wouldn't do that
I'll tell you you're right when you're wrong
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh
And if only you could see into me

Ohh, when you're cold
I'll be there
Hold you tight to me (to me, yeah)
Ohh, when you're alone
I'll be there
By your side, baby