The Call Pt 7/7
Rating: NC17
Notes: I raised the rating for this chapter because there is a M/M love scene in it. If this is going to offend you please just skip to the epilogue. I  apologize in advance for the lame love scene. It’s the best I could do. L
 

“ Cher, I want outta here, ’m goin nut’s!” Remy whined. It had been two weeks since his most recent set back and he felt fine.
“ Darlin’, you stay until Hank says you can go, stop getting all worked up.” “ But Cher…, I feel fine. My back doesn’t hurt dat bad, de fever’s long gone, de infection’s better now dat I’m takin de meds…please?”  “How you planin on leavin, the cast’s off yer hand but it’s still weak and ya ain’t puttin weight on that knee for another four weeks at least.”
“ You’ll help me?” Big eyes looked up through sinfully long lashes. Logan chuckled and ruffled his hair, “ turn off the eyes. You get out when Hank says so, not before.”
“ Cher…”
“ Is there trouble in paradise?” Hank asked with a smile as he entered the room. “ Never Blue, kid just thinks it’s time to get outta here.” Logan returned, smiling back.
“ Glad you all tink it’s funny.” Remy sulked
“ Actually I came in to tell you I agree. Go.”
“WHAT? Really Henri… ya mean it?” Logan and Henry smiled at each other. The little boy was back. Logan knew he was always hiding right beneath the mask of confidence Remy wore. Hank had never seen him before a few days ago. Remy was feeling especially good and he was bored. Hank, Bobby, Storm and Logan sat on his bed and played a marathon poker game. The sparkle in Remy’s eyes was the best thing Hank had seen in what felt like a year. “ In a minute. First you will sit still and LISTEN to every word I say. I’ve already gone over all this with Logan…”
“ Cher! you knew?”
“ for a few days. Knew you’d drive everybody nuts so I didn’t tell ya.” Logan had to smile at the light in Remy’s eyes. He’d been in Med Lab forever it seemed with all the setbacks. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen that much fire in his lovers  beautiful eyes.
“ First, you listen to Blue and you do what he says or I’ll cart yer cute little butt right back down here.”
“ Oui! I will…”
“ Go on Blue…”
Hank cleared his throat, “ first things first.” he fitted a brace onto Remy’s right hand. “ The bones are healed but still weak. Therefore, you will wear this twenty four/ seven. Okay?”
“ Oui. We go now?”
“Not yet, next…”
Thirty minutes later a much more sedate Remy sat in bed with a mad scowl on his face.
“ Henri, dat’s not fair. I still feel like I’m in the lab. No dis No dat…Cher?”
“ Sorry kid, I’m with Hank on this. You will listen darlin, I want you 100% and if that means rest and meds that’s  what you’ll do.”
“But…”
“No buts Remy.” Hank said “ You’re still a lot weaker than you realize. You’ve been practically bed bound this entire time. The farthest you’ve gone is right down the hall to the greenhouse. You can’t get around on your own until I’m sure you can handle the crutches without undoing all the work I’ve put into that knee. They nearly detached the bottom of your leg!”
“ Oui, Henri, I be good.”
“ Then let’s go to the Danger Room, I have it set up as a Physical Therapy  lab.” Hours and much hard work later Hank felt confident that Remy would be able to get around on his own.
“ I can’ do dis anymore.” Remy was shaky and sweaty. He felt like he’d been through a six hour training session not standing and manuvering on crutches a few yards back and forth!
“ Sit down kid, you look done in.” Logan carefully guided his lover to the wheelchair they came down in. He helped him sit and made sure he was comfortable. “ Merci Cher, Merde…I hurt.” A flash of concern crossed Logan’s face. “ Don’ worry Cher, It’s the good kinda hurt.” he said with a small smile. “ Sure could use a long soak in the hot tub.”
“ Hank?” Logan asked. “ I suppose if you don’t turn on the jets by his knee, I will get you a brace that is more fit for use in water. Come by later, Okay?”
 “ How ’bout a nice massage for now darlin’? I know Blue, be careful around the injuries.” Logan added when Hank started to open his mouth. “ Come on kid, let’s go home.”
“ Dat sounds so good to me.“  Remy reached out and grabbed Logan’s hand, kissing it.
“ Nothin personal Blue, but I hope we don’t see ya fer a looong time”  Hank laughed and added “ My thought’s exactly.”

Logan pushed his lover up to their room. Finally, it felt like it was supposed to. Wolverine had moved back into his old room after Remy was hurt. He couldn’t bare the thought of sleeping in the bed they shared alone. It was damn good to be back. He helped Remy get comfortable on the bed and sat beside him. Suddenly he pulled the Cajun into a desperate hug and held on like he was a drowning man and Remy was the only thing that could save him. Remy rubbed his back and whispered in his ear. “ It’s over mon couer, it’s over. I so sorry I put you t’rough dat. It’s okay now.” he said it over and over until Logan relaxed his grip and looked into his eyes. Remy smiled at him… that old familiar smile, and Logan knew he was finally home.
 

                  THREE WEEKS LATER

“ Dis is stupid.” Remy said as they made their way to the kitchen,  “ you need to get on with your life. I don’t need a babysitter.” He wasn’t mad yet but he was getting there.
“ But yer startin yer next stage of PT after lunch, gonna try to move that knee for the first time. I want…”
“ Cher…it’s me, Gambit, remember me? I fought off everything from aliens to the Marauders, I t’ink I can handle it.”
“ Kid, calm down.”
  “ Logan, I Am Fine. It was months ago..”
“ eight weeks”
“Same Thing! I ain’t hungry no more, see ya later.”
“You need to eat and take yer meds.”
“Merde!” he turned to look at Logan so fast he almost lost his balance “ Stop Dis! What’s wrong wit you!?”
“Remy…”
“Non, I need to get outta here!” He spun around and left as fast as he could go.
“Fuck…”
“Logan?”
“ Yeah Blue.“
“ Problems?”
“ Damn kid won’t listen.”
“Care to explain?” Hank started walking to the kitchen, Logan followed a step behind.
“ He got all bent outta shape caue I told him to eat and take the meds. He stormed outside God knows where.” No one was in the kitchen when they entered and Logan sat down with a huff. “ You said not to miss the meds, that he needed them!”
“Logan, calm down.” Hank knew this was coming, had actually expected it to happen sooner.
“ How the Hell am I supposed to calm down! He almost died, DID die. Hank, why can’t he get it?  I coulda lost him forever. I coulda…” the sentence died and a single tear left his eye. “ I coulda lost him. How am I gonna do this? How am I gonna watch him go out on missions ever again. I got the Healin factor, I’ll be around forever. The kid’s got no protection. This could happen again.” Hank turned his chair to face Logan’s, “ My friend,  it has always been that way for us. Every time one of us leaves the Mansion, even if it’s not a mission, it could be the last time. I understand this feels impossible now but you will get past it, you have too. He’s not much more than a boy, he has his whole life ahead of him. He will get hurt, possibly it will be another life or death situation. You can’t keep him locked up in your room forever.”
“ So how do I get past it?”
“ Trust him. Trust the team to protect him.”
“ That ain’t gonna be easy.”
“ Start now. You have no idea where he is, trust him to take care of himself. He did it his entire life. He’s probably the best one of us at doing just that.”
“Yer right” Logan sighed and rose from his chair, “ Guess I’ll go to the Danger Room, blow off some steam.” “Good idea, trust him Logan.”
 

“ Hi Stormy” Remy said as he made his way carefully over to his friend. “Remy.” Storm got up from her garden and kissed his cheek then she swatted him playfully on the arm.
 “ Do not call me that!”
“Ow. Stormy, you supposed to be nice to me, I’m still healin” he said with a hint of a smile. “ Then Henry would have you in the Lab.” she countered. She steered him toward a bench and waited until he was seated to sit beside him. “ Where is your other half?” she asked playfully. You couldn’t find one without the other anymore. “ He was bein bossy, I needed to be alone.” She knew that voice, Remy was upset about something. “ Remy, what is wrong?”
“ Oh Chere, …I got all mad at him just cause he was takin care of me.” Remy sat back on the bench and dropped the crutches on the grass.
“ And you don’t want him to because you’ve taken care of yourself your whole life.”
“Oui,…but he’s only tryin to help.” “ Sounds like you are feeling bad.” Storm looked at her friend. “ I am” he paused to collect his thoughts. “ I love him Ro” he started quietly “ I thought I loved Rogue but that didn’t hold a candle to this.” His accent disappeared. “ I’m not whole when he isn’t with me. He’s becoming my world and that scares me because every time I think I’m in love something bad happens. I’m just waiting for it to happen this time.” He looked down at the grass, Storm saw a hint of the lost little boy in the way he sat staring at nothing. “ Oh Remy,” she took his chin in her hand and gently tipped his face up so he was looking in her eyes. “ Nothing will happen, Don’t you see… you’ve had your test. You nearly died. Think how scared Logan must have been. You mean everything to him. The Goddess has blessed you with true love. Now that you have survived this, nothing can touch you .” Remy looked into his best friends eyes.  “ I love you Stormy.” he leaned over and kissed her cheek then he rose slowly from the bench, “ I gotta go find Logan.”  “ Slow down brother!” she called after him as he made his way back to the house.

 Logan was just coming out of the shower when he heard the bedroom door open and shut. “ Logan, Cher?” Logan saw a touch of fear in Remy’s eyes and he sounded so out of breath. “ Remy?”  He hurried over to his lovers side and guided him to the bed. He piled the pillows up against the headboard and pushed Remy back into them, then he grabbed his wrist and started taking his pulse. “ Cher”
“ Shhh..don’t talk…”
“ ‘M okay, just rushed to find you.”
“ Yer heart’s goin a mile a minute”
“ ’ S okay Cher… had to find you.”
“ What for?”
“ Cher, you can tell me to take my meds, you can tell me to sleep, you can come wit me to see Henri later… please don’ be mad at me Cher, …don’ leave me.”
“ I’m not mad at ya darlin,.” There were unshed tears in Remy’s eyes. “ And ya apologize too damn much.” He leaned in and hugged his young lover. He caressed the soft hair and watched as Remy wiped the stubborn wetness away from his eyes. “ I’m never gonna leave you. NEVER. I was a little crazy before, I wasn’t mad at you, I just can’t stand the idea of you being hurt or sick.” He kissed the silky hair,” You mean the world to me kiddo. Haven’t ever felt anything like this before and it scares me.”
“ You scared Cher?”
“ Of losin you…yeah. I love you so much kid. I got the healin factor, I wanna put you in this bed and lock ya away so nothing bad can touch ya. I can’t do that though and I go a little crazy sometimes, okay? Hank set me straight, said I should trust ya. I do… really I do. Remy pulled Logan to him and kissed him long and deeply. He pushed all the love he felt for his warrior lover back into Logan’s mind. Logan gasped as the feelings surrounded his mind. He slowly unbuttoned Remy’s shirt. Breathless they broke apart blue eyes staring into black and red. They fell together again, kissing almost franticly . Shirts were shed as quickly as possible. Logan pushed Remy back into the pillows and whispered
“ let me…”
Remy swallowed hard, panting he nodded his head then they were kissing again. Logan kissed his ear, slowly nibbling his way down the long beautiful neck. A braced hand found it’s way into Logan’s hair, pulling a bit as he raked his fingers through the thick black pelt. Remy couldn’t help moaning when Logan sucked and bit small pink nipples. Large hands found their was inside his waistband  and before Remy realized what was happening through his lust filled haze his pants were pushed down past his narrow hips. “ I’ll be careful of the knee” Logan whispered as he pushed them down as far as they would go. He kissed the braced knee then licked his way back up the pale thigh that quivered in front of his face. When he reached the thick hair surrounding his lovers cock and sack he breathed in the musky scent .REMY. This was REMY, his angel. FINALLY they were together again. He wanted this to be so perfect for his young lover. Remy was shaking from the feelings pouring off his lover. “ Cher, please…please…”
“ soon darlin’…God I’ve missed you.” He whispered like a prayer. He kissed the sack and Remy arched up and gasped, mumbling an intoxicating  mixture of French and English . He continued to lick and kiss until Remy was whimpering. Logan knew it would just take a touch to send his lover over the edge. It had been so long for both of them. Remy still tired easily and Logan was to afraid of hurting his young thief.  He rose slightly , took the long cock deep into his throat and sucked. Remy screamed as his orgasm was torn from him. The room started spinning and he was sure he would pass out. Without even thinking about it he threw his orgasm into Logan’s mind. The joy, hope, passion, and the love, most of all the love was driven straight into the heart and soul of the mighty Wolverine causing him to catch his breath. Logan dropped his head and waited for the feelings to stop running wild through his body. He was panting when he realized Remy was pulling on him “ come here… turn ’round… let me…”
“ no..yer hurt…”
“ turn ’round, lay down. ’S okay…”
Logan lay with his feet up by Remy’s head. Remy pulled his pants back up and carefully turned on his side. He shifted until he could reach his lover then without much ceremony started his own attack. He kissed and touched and licked every part of Logan he could reach. He pushed himself up on his good knee and kissed and licked the hard bulge he found in his lovers jeans. Logan reached for the zipper but Remy pushed his hand away.
“ Mine.”  Remy mumbled through licks and kisses. Logan was squirming , trying to find some stimulation for his aching shaft. Remy finally took pity on him and undid the zipper . Logan’s cock tried to pop free. He nuzzled against the trapped cock with his cheek and chin, the stubble nearly driving Logan insane. His pants came down one torturous inch at a time, exposing only a tiny bit of skin that Remy kissed and licked. When his cock finally jumped free he screamed. Remy kissed the tip and the shaft then he moved lower to the soft sack. Logan held his breath, the feeling was so intense. He spread his legs wide and closed his eyes. He knew how good this was going to feel. Remy was the best lover he’d ever had, male or female. NO ONE compared to him, no one came close. Remy always took his time, made sure his lover was completely satisfied. The tongue moved lower still and Logan waited. THIS was the part that always sent him over the edge. Suddenly the tongue was at his entrance, Logan couldn’t help it, he pulled his knees up and moaned uncontrollably . So good so good so good. This was heaven. The unbraced hand moved between his legs and started pumping his cock in time with the thrust of his tongue. Tears ran from Logan’s eyes. He couldn’t be this lucky. Couldn’t be this happy, but he was and it was all because of one young man. God, what would he do without Remy? How had he survived before him? Remy was a gift that he would cherish forever. When the orgasm  came it left him unable to breathe, unable to see, unable to hear. It lasted forever and when it ended he found himself in Remy’s arms. Safe and warm and loved. He breathed in the scent of his lover, nuzzled his sweaty, soft skin. Feeling more human with each breath. Remy had managed somehow to turn around. Logan was amazed, even with the heavy brace on his leg he still moved with such a fluid grace it was as if he never touched the ground.
“ Hey darlin’, how ya doin?”
“ Oh… my Cher, I am doin much better now.” a soft sultry whisper. “ missed dat so much. Sorry I couldn’t last longer… make it better for you.”
“ You make it any better and my head will explode.” Logan laughed and shifted, he pulled Remy into a more comfortable position. “ Merci Cher. Just want you to be happy. Just need to make sure you know how much I love you.” Logan kissed his soft hair, “ Oh kiddo, you don’t have to show me . I can feel it Here” he pointed to his head, “ and here.” he pointed to his heart.
“ But it feels sooo good to show you.” Remy chuckled, low and sexy.
“ Then you can show me when ever you want.” Logan gave him a kiss and a hug before he looked at the clock beside the bed. “ We gotta go. You have an appointment with Hank.”  “ But I’m so comfy here wit you…”  a cute little pout.
“ Up, come on. I’ll walk you down. I won’t stay if you don’t want me too.”
“Non stay… you give me strength.”
“ No, that’s all in you. I don’t know where it comes from sometimes, but you always seem to find more.” Logan caressed Remy’s cheek. Remy turned and kissed the large palm.
“ Okay, now I’m ready to go.”

“ Come on Remy, a little more…” Hank tried not to show his feelings. This was so hard to watch. The Cajun moved so fast and fluidly in battle. It was like watching some strange ballet. Now that same man was struggling to just bend his knee. The pain was so clearly written on his young face. His famous poker face no where in sight. He was sweaty and panting. Suddenly he just fell back onto the exam table “ can’ do it beast… can’ do it…” He closed his eyes and threw his arm across them. Hank placed a large blue hand on his shoulder, “ I think that’s enough for the day. I’ll give you something extra for the pain. I want you to go to your room and rest. Practice the hand exercises I gave you. I’ll see you at nine AM. Tomorrow.  Do you want me to get Logan?”
“ Non, not yet, gimme a minute, oui?”
“ Sure. I’ll send him in about five minutes.”
“Oui…” Remy hadn’t moved. He heard Hank leave then return. He felt the cool alcohol swab then the sting and burn of the injection. Felt the large heavy brace strapped around his knee that burned and throbbed. “ Henri?…” very quiet, arm still across his eyes, still laying, still unmoving.
“ Yes Remy?”
“ Am I gonna be alright? Not’ing happened. I tried and I couldn’t move it at all.”
“ Yes you did. You did as well as I expected you to do. Remy… I basically re-attached the bottom half of your leg. The ligaments, tendons, muscles… there wasn’t anything they didn’t tear, pull, or detach. You’re lucky I didn’t have to amputate.” He opened his eyes for that, pushing himself up on his elbows. “ Henri?…”
“I’m serious Remy. Don’t worry, this will be harder than probably anything you’ve done in a long time, but I will help you. Logan will help you. All of the X-men will help you, you aren’t alone anymore.”
“Yeah… right…Why?”
“ Remy!… Because we care about you! I know we haven’t shown it but you accident made us look at ourselves. Please believe me?”
 “ Thanks. Could you get Logan now, no way I can make it back wit’out him.”
“ I’ll get him. Rest a few minutes, let the pain killer kick in.”

Logan had watched foe about half a minute before he had to leave. He knew the kid would hurt. It was the first time he was going to try to move the injured knee in eight weeks. But the pain on the kids face, in his scent… Logan felt like such a coward, he wasn’t feeling it, well some of it dripped down the link Remy unconsciously threw at him, but it wasn’t his pain. He just couldn’t see his mate in such pain. He couldn’t.
“ Logan, Remy is done for the day. Get him to bed. I’ll see him in the morning.”
“ He okay? Damn Blue…”
“ It isn’t going to be easy. To do or to watch. Maybe you should let him come alone from now on.  I think your walking out hurt as much as the therapy.”
“ I’ll think about it. Let me go get the kid to bed.”
“Make sure he eats and takes his medication.”
“I will. Thanks Blue.” Logan walked to the Danger Room, now converted to a PT gym.
“ You ready kid?” he could still feel the pain through the link Remy threw at him to help himself deal with the pain.
“ Oui, need help though. Don’ wanna t’ink about movin it.” Logan watched as Remy slowly, very carefully, got to his feet. He ached to see his lover like this but Remy had to do this alone. It was a very slow walk back to their room. Remy was exhausted and hurting bad. When they made it to the room Remy carefully collapsed on the bed, hissing in pain when he bumped his leg. Logan helped him adjust pillows under his knee. He was pale and quiet.  “ Hank wants ya to eat and take yer meds, you up to that right now?”
“ Just sit wit me a minute?”
“Okay but don’t go to sleep on me, okay?”
“ I won’, I promise. Cher, maybe you not come wit me tomorrow?”
“ Would ya mind? I felt like such a bastard walkin out on ya but I just couldn’t stay. I’m sorry darlin…”
“ Dat’s okay Cher, I don’ wan’ you to see me like dat. I t’ink I go alone, Okay?”
“ Okay. I’m gonna go get us some food. Stay awake.” He bent and kissed Remy gently on the head then headed for the door.
“Cher?”
“ Yeah kid?”
“T’anks for carin’” Remy looked better, his color was back and he carefully shifted to a more comfortable position, he was squeezing a rubber ball, exercise for his hands.
“ I never had a choice.” Logan smiled back at him and left the room.
 

TBC in the Epilogue.