I Die Often Hank

Chapter 32

5 minutes later

Logan stood by the lake, he looked cocky as always. I made my presence known and he turned to face me.

"You're my little sister I would go easy on you if that's what you need," He spoke in a patronizing tone. I took advantage of his gigantic ego and kicked him into the lake. He looked genuinely surprised as he slipped underwater. He popped out of the water and cleared the hair from his eyes. "You said lakeside!" he yelled out.

"Inside is a side, Logan"

He dove forward and grabbed my ankle pulling me into the lake with him. Oh, it's on old man. We wrestled around in the water for as long we could breathe. Eventually, he pulled himself above water. I swam up and climbed onto the mud surrounding the lake. My feet sank down in the mud and I grabbed Logan. His claws slipped out and the fight was just getting started. Logan slashed across my chest and plunged a knife into his eye to mess with his vision. He lost his depth perception and kept missing his attacks. I grabbed the hilt of the knife and kicked his chest. He grabbed my foot as we slipped onto the mud. He kept slashing me and I stabbed him many times. I managed to maneuver my way onto his back. I pushed his face deep into the mud and jostled causing me to fall off him. He placed his claws on either side of my neck and held my legs with his.

"Checkmate sis"

"Fine, but I'll get you next time"

"Sure, bub whatever you need to tell yourself"

We got up and walked back to the school. We took our shoes off at the door and carefully made our way to our rooms to shower the mud and blood off. I was able to quickly clean up and make my way to dinner. I passed Logan's room and heard the water barely running while Logan cursed loudly. I laughed a little and went down to the dining room. Everyone else was already seated.

"Logan probably won't be joining us, our sparring got rather messy," I informed the group.

Everyone nodded and I sat down between Scott and Peter. We leaned in closer to each other.

"It's gonna take him forever to clean up," I whispered.

"Scott, you made the exchange?" Peter asked very quietly.

"Yep, everything is in place now we wait," Scott reassured.

Dinner went as usual and nothing exciting happened. The three of us waited for Logan to appear and murder us, but he didn't. The three of us ironically got stuck doing the dishes while everyone else went their separate ways. We were almost done when the room slammed open.

Logan stood there furious, dripping wet, and completely hairless. His hair had been completely removed and he knew who was responsible. Peter sped away in milliseconds and I really missed I had his power. Scott and I began to attempt our escape. We broke out of the kitchen and entered the main hall. I took off up and the stairs and Scott ran outside. I ran up several sets of stairs and through many halls. I started to increase the distance between Logan and me. I turned a corner and saw that Logan was pretty far behind me. I ran down the hall and pulled open a random door. Exhausted, I rested my back against the door and breathed heavily. I glanced up and saw the room I was in, oh shit no. The bathroom door swung open and Hank walked out in his pajamas. He looked incredibly confused.

"We pranked Logan and he chased me around the school, I didn't realize this was our room. I'll go now, he should be gone now," I explained.

"So it's not just me he tries to kill?" Hank joked. I laughed and turned around towards the door. I grabbed the door handle and it fell right off. I couldn't get the door open, I was stuck in here. I picked the door handle up from the ground and saw crudely written on it in marker the word "surprise". This was Peter and Scott's surprise?! I'm going to kill both of them if Logan doesn't beat me to it. I turned back to Hank with the door handle in my hand. He stared at it and then back at the door. A look of understanding crossed his face.

"I can sleep on the floor!" We both spoke in sync.

"This is stupid, we're adults we can share a bed for one night," I stated.

"Yeah, we can. It's a big bed, we don't even have to touch," Hank agreed.

I grabbed some pajamas and changed in the bathroom. I came out and Hank was already laying on the edge of one side of the bed. I shut off the light and laid on the other edge of the bed. One night should be fine, right? Then I kill Peter and Scott. I slowly drifted off into a comfortable sleep.

Six hours later

I woke up to the click of a camera going off and spotted Peter and Scott taking a photo and then quickly running away and closing the trap of a room once again. Why would they take a photo? Then I felt it, the familiar arms wrapped tightly around me. My head was on Hank's chest and I was trapped in his arms. Damn his unconscious instinct the cuddle, although it was damn comfortable. After the year I had this felt absolutely amazing, but it was kind of morally wrong. Fuck morals, I'm going back to sleep like this and letting Hank figure this out when he wakes up.

Hank's POV:

One hour later

I woke up in my bed and just rested for a while before even opening my eyes. How tired was I last night? I feel so much more comfortable this morning. I could stay like this forever. Alas, science waits for no man and I must try to keep up. I opened my eyes and noticed that Crimson and cuddled up in my arms. She used my chest as I pillow and I was holding onto her for dear life. No, no, this wasn't the plan. I mean I sort of just met her, and we said we weren't even going to touch. This is really nice though, it feels familiar, comforting, safe. I liked it, I liked it a lot. She looks so peaceful and content. It would be rude to wake her, right? The right thing is to do is just continue cuddling and let her leave when she wakes up.

Crimson's POV:

Four hours later

I woke up to the door being pushed open hard. Startled I looked over to the door. Erik stood there with a shocked look on his face. He looked very embarrassed.

"It's 11 am and no one knew where you were! I am so sorry! I don't mean to interrupt! I didn't think I'd find you two together! I'm just gonna go and pretend I couldn't find you!" Erik sputtered out before rushing out of the door, smacking his foot on the doorframe in the process. I realized I was still in Hank's arms and he was probably awake. He hadn't moved, did he want this? No, we agreed on no touching. I pulled away and Hank let go. I sat up and leaned against the headboard. Hank soon did the same.

"It would appear our bodies didn't get the no touching memo," Hank spoke.

"You've always been like this, I should've known," I said.

"Really?"

"Oh, yeah it didn't matter what the circumstances were you would always find a way to end up pulling me to you. Not that I mind, it is quite comfortable."

"You're certainly right about it being comfortable."

"I'm fine with sharing the room if you want that too?"

"I'd like that, I will help us rebuild things and maybe jog my memory a bit."

"Charles should be working on your memories while he gets his powers back to their original strength."

"I can't wait"

"Me neither Bones, me neither"