Logan stepped out of the elevator, his hair still damp from the shower after his Danger Room session, when his sensitive ears picked up on his daughter's cries. He sniffed the air and frowned when he picked Becca's scent up while her mother's came from a different direction. Immediately he broke into a run only to slow his pace as soon as he entered the rec room.

There, Kitty sat in an armchair rocking his daughter gently while Jubilee made faces to calm the child.

"Where's Rogue?"

The girls looked up and let out a sigh of relief. Kitty placed the whining baby into Wolverine's waiting arms the moment Piotr returned with a baby bottle in his large hand.

"Dr. Grey told Rogue, she and the professor had to speak with her and it wouldn't take long." Jubilee explained. "That was an hour ago." She watched the feral's attempts to calm the child, until he slid the claws of his right hand out, holding them into the sun rays, making the girl stop her tantrum at once. "Whoa, Wolvie!" The teenager stared at him with a mixture of shock and awe. "Becca's already as twisted as her mom." The Asian muttered and received a death glare from Wolverine. "Hey, Becca's most likely the only baby on this planet that is fascinated by your claws!"

Logan growled at the girl's remark, knowing deep down that the mouthy teen didn't mean it in any bad way and that she might be right. His girls were special. The Canadian nodded in thanks at Colossus as he reached for the bottle and kissed his daughter's forehead. "All is fine, kiddo. Here's your milk." His voice was soft and a few nuances higher than his usual dark barks.

Kitty smiled softly at the picture before her, but when she saw Logan's piercing gaze settle on her, her features became serious. "Rogue told us that we should bring Becca to her in a case like this." She almost shrunk under his intense and dark glare. "But about ten minutes after Rogue had left, Dr. Grey returned and told us that Rogue had to repeat a test and is to be disturbed under no circumstances."

A low snarl rang from his lips. "Why didn't you bring the baby to me?" He demanded and watched the three teenagers trade 'I-told-you-so'-gazes.

"Dr. Grey said that you had your private DR session and it wouldn't be good to disturb you when-" Piotr was unsure how to continue.

"When what?" Logan growled and made the kids jump.

Jubilee mustered her courage and answered in a small voice. "When you're all feral. She said a wailing baby would be the last thing you would need in that state."

"She didn't say it directly, but … she indicated that you might harm Becca accidentally…" The brunette trailed off and she and her friends took a few steps back at the sight of Logan gritting his teeth and tensing his jaw.

Anger boiled in the Canadian and he took a deep breath to steady his nerves. "That fuckin' bitch!" He spat and centered his darkening eyes on his trembling students. "You believed that self-centered chick that I ain't have enough control 'bout my temper?" He stomped over to grasp the baby seat. Before leaving the room he seized the kids with his glare. "I would never harm a child, no matter how feral I might be!"

X X X X X

Logan paced the balcony in front of the teachers' rooms agitated, chewing on his unlit cigar while breathing in his daughter's calming scent. The girl was cradled contently against her father's chest while he walked the wide balcony up and down like a caged animal. If he wouldn't have to take care of his daughter at the moment he would have turned the med lab upside down by now, including his so-called team mate. 'That bitch! How dare she?' Becca moved her tiny head on his black shirt and he immediately placed a kiss onto her downy top. 'Becca's fine… gained weight… she doesn't need those damn daily check-ups any more.' He took another deep breath. 'We'll go to town and find her a doctor.'

His ears literally perked up when fast steps neared his mate's room and someone opened and slammed the door shut soundly. Smelling the salt of tears, Logan turned on his heels and rushed towards the French doors leading to his Marie's room, only to be met with two slender arms wrapping themselves about his stomach and a red and puffy face being buried in his chest next to the baby's tiny body. Without a second thought he lifted his free hand up to his mate's back and rubbed soothing circles.

"Shh… What happened, Marie?" Logan's senses told him that the girl wasn't hurt, at least not physically. When she continued to cry into his shirt, he led her over to a few chairs and a table. Sinking down onto one of the stools, Logan carefully pulled the distressed girl into his lap, her head resting on his shoulder next to their daughter's face. He placed soft kisses onto her salt and pepper hair, mumbling soothing nonsense, while he wondered anew where that knowledge how to react came from.

After a small eternity Marie finally wiped her eyes and pulled her amazingly calm baby into her embrace. "Sorry, sweetie, Ah'm never gonna leave ya alone again."

Logan tightened his hug around his two girls, planting pecks onto each of their foreheads. "What happened, Kid?" His worried voice made her look up from their child. "Why the hell did you have to repeat a test? ... Which one by the way?"

"Biology." Marie sniffed and blinked new tears away. "A page of mah test vanished and Ah had to repeat the entire test to pass!" Her breathing sped up. "It was awful, Logan! Ah scratched almost everything Ah had answered and wrote something else! Ah wasn't sure what she really wanted to know!" The brunette buried her tear streaked face in her daughter's soft hair. "Sometimes Ah even guessed!"

Logan pulled his mate even closer as a new wave of tears made her body shake. Suddenly his piercing gaze left the brunette and centered on the lone figure standing at an open window. Scott immediately got the hint and closed the window to his and Jean's room, before leaving for a conversation with the professor.

A few minutes passed by till Marie got a hold of herself and spoke up again in a low voice, knowing her mate would hear every word. "Erik says this test was harder than the last one." She slowly looked up and locked eyes with the feral. "And ya couldn't help me this time."

"Why not? Has he already forgotten everythin'?" He knew that most of the students had 'knowledge-bulimia' when it came to subjects they wouldn't need afterwards.

Marie shook her head. "No, and he… the you in mah mind wanted to tell me the answers, but Ah didn't let him. Ah was too afraid to even access your memories in case the professor might pick up on mah cheating."

"And that he might think you nuts?" He knew one of her greatest fears was to end up in a madhouse. "I doubt that, Marie." He stroked a white lock from her field of vision and tugged it behind her ear. "No one thinks you a loony, Kid."

Marie let out a strangled and bitter chuckle. "Ah failed the test… Ah'm sure."

"Nah… even if, it's not the end of the world. Hardly think you wanna study Biology or that crap."

Marie made a face, showing him how ridiculous his idea was, before leaning her head against his shoulder with a sigh. "But Ah need good grades for college…"

"College?" He raised his brow in curiosity. They had never talked about what she wanted to do after graduation.

A shy smile formed on her pink lips and she began to play with the hem of his shirt absently. "Ah like reading and writing… and ya were right when ya said that the mansion is the safest place for Becca to grow up… and the Professor was so kind to us and Ah wanna give something back…"

"You wanna become a teacher." He concluded with a proud smirk plastered on his features. "Tell you what. Let's wait and see how the test turns out and if it's bad, then I'll have a talk with Chuck."