Logan's What?!

"Why the fuck are you calling me Cruella?"

"Oh the language. This a school now, show some class."

"Okay then why are you calling me Cruella?" Ali asked as she went outside to see her car with a small trailer attached that had her motorcycle and a few boxes on it.

"You shall see soon enough. Just don't bother Logan with your silly wife things. He is busy here with others and doesn't really need you around."

Ali looked at her. "If he didn't need me why did he ask me to marry him?"

"From what I over heard, you were made for him. Meaning he saw it that you were the only one who could handle him bed. Nothing besides lust."

Ali bit back a growl and started to unload her car. She was not about to loose her temper over a remark made by a silly child.

Pete walked out and saw Ali. "Here let me help. Logan should be here shortly." He turned on his metal armor and grabbed a few of the boxes.

Ali looked at him. "That is awesome."

Avia flicked her hair over her shoulder. "Oh one more thing Ali."

Ali sighed and looked at her. "What?"

"It was nice meeting you." She snapped her fingers and lit one of the boxes next to the bike on fire before leaving.

Ali tried to put out the fire.

Pete grabbed a fire extinguisher and put it out then watched as Ali opened the box with tears in her eyes. "Can anything be saved?"

Ali shook her head.

Logan saw Ali and Pete. "What's going on? Are you okay Ali?"

Ali wiped her eyes quickly. "Yeah babe. Fire caught the box." She sighed. "Anyways let's get this stuff inside and unpacked."

Pete wasn't sure why Ali didn't rat Avia out but didn't say anything. After he helped put the boxes in Logan's room he went to find Avia.

He wanted to ask why she was crying but didn't push it. Instead he grabbed a few boxes and helped her.


Avia sat in the common room, reading through a magazine.

Ali started to unpack some boxes.





Pete went over to her. "That was fucked up and you know it."

"You sure you are okay?" He sat the boxes on the bed. "Why were you crying?"



"What was?"

"Smoke irritated my eyes." Ali said. She gave him a slight smile as she unpacked things.



"Catching her box on fire." Pete said. "You know she could have told Logan but she didn't."

"Okay don't tell me." He sighed.


"She isn't wanted here."

Ali glanced at him. "Logan why did you marry me?"


"She is wanted by her husband."

"What?" He asked, shocked by the question.



"Technically she showed up randomly."

She sighed. "Why did you ever start dating me and marry me?"



Pete sighed. "You know he's been visiting her every break that he gets right?"

"Because I liked you babe and that like turned into love." He went to her and made Ali look at him. "What's bringing about these questions?"


"I don't its for the reason you think."

She shook her head some and sighed. "Just something Victor said." She opened the burned box and sighed. "Damn."



"Why do you think?" Pete asked. "Because sex he could get anywhere."

"What did he say?" Logan went to her side and peeked over her shoulder. "Crap, did we have copies?"



"Not exactly Pete. Now go away, I'm busy." She picked up her magazine and continued reading.

"That you were only with me for the sex." She didn't want to admit that it was Avia who had said it. "No." She dug through the box and slowly pulled out what was left of her wedding gown.



He sighed. "Then why do that to her? She hasn't done anything to you."