An Evening with Hank Jackson
Author's note – Names have been changed to protect certain individuals. This fic was written to be fun and I hope delight would be taken in the story.
Wolverine's feelings were not permanently damaged by the writing of this fic.
Summary – a night of fun for some and jealousy for others
"Huh?" Bobby said with worry.
The latest trailer for a new science fiction movie was playing and Rogue, Jubilee, and Kitty were sitting down highly engrossed in watching the teasing scenes for Van Helsing starring a rising British actor. After the commercial finished and the movie came back on, Jubilee jumped up.
"We have got to go see that movie!"
"Yeah! Let's all go!" Marie added with excitement.
"Hank Jackson is just so hot!" Kitty said.
Hearing Logan's heavy work boots on the hardwood floor, all the girls quickly sat down and became silent. They tried to hide their excitement, but Logan still sensed it – there was a collective scent in the air of excited female.
"What the hell are you all grinning about?" Logan growled as he walked into the room, beer in hand, and an irritated look on his face. He watched the enthusiasm build inside the women until it finally burst out.
"Van Helsing!" the trio of females shouted.
"C'mon, Bobby. Let's see if we can get tickets now!" Marie cried out while pulling Bobby's hand in an attempt to get him up off the couch.
"Maybe you should go without me," Bobby said sorrowfully.
"Bobby, c'mon," Rogue nearly ordered.
"Chin up, boy. Nothing stops a female in heat," Logan said in a matter of fact way and observing the tentativeness and hidden
jealousy boiling inside Bobby.
Just as Bobby turned to face Logan, the young man's eyes meeting the cold unsympathetic stare from those of the feral man, the front door was heard closing.
"Fear not, ladies. I hold ten tickets to a private showing of Van Helsing – in Hollywood - and with the cast and crew."
The quartet grouped together jumping up and down like a bunch of star struck teenagers.
"How did you get these?" Kitty asked.
"A business associate in the entertainment industry got them on special request for me. No one from the public sector is going to be at this showing. And… we all will get to meet Hank Jackson!!"
They began to jump up and down again screaming like giddy young girls.
Bobby glanced in Logan's direction noticing a scowl on his face and then a very irritated look washing over him. It was pretty obvious the intensely excited mention of meeting another male struck Logan pretty hard since the leader of this female attack pack was his woman.
Bobby walked over, placed his hand on Logan's shoulder and said, "Chin up, boy. Nothing stops a female in heat."
Bobby quickly walked away sensing Logan's increased agitation. This was a moment where claws might be shown.
After the girls settled down and the younger women headed off, each with a ticket in hand and all still talking loudly with excitement, Danielle turned to face Logan. She walked over to him slowly, wrapping her arms around his midsection and pulling him close. Logan looked deep into her eyes seeing the gleam of excitement shining bright in them.
"Darlin', ya will come with us, won't ya?" Danielle asked.
Logan was silent. She giggled to herself that Logan was jealous over the star of the movie. Logan looked up to the ceiling not wanting to see her excitement any further.
"Tell me ya ain't jealous," Danielle said softly while running her finger down the center of Logan's chest.
"What's that guy got that I don't?"
Danielle quickly released him.
"Well, now let me think," Danielle said putting a finger to the side of her face and looking deep in thought.
"Hum, he's suave and debonair, great sense of humor, which my dear you could take a lesson on, and he's really a good guy – a rarity in today's society. Not to mention, he is Hollywood's next Mel Gibson."
Logan turned away from her and lifted his beer bottle to his lips.
"And, I want to screw him."
Logan was mid gulp with his beer as Danielle said that and it caused him to nearly choke. He slammed the bottle down on the coffee table as Danielle forcefully held back the laugh that wanted to burst out of her.
"I thought I was a good guy – and all ya ever needed."
"Why ya bein' so insecure? Mr. Jackman is a very happily married man, Logan. He's nothing to fear."
"Maybe I want to remain a happily married man."
Danielle was really trying hard not to laugh. She was enjoying this little moment of control over Logan. Walking over to him, she put her arms around his waist again and batted her eyes at him.
"Darlin', please say you will go with us. Lord knows I might need ya ta keep me from jumpin' Hugh's bones in the theater."
Logan pushed Danielle off and stomped out of the room. Danielle couldn't help but laugh. There were times she truly enjoyed teasing Logan and his intense jealousy proved how much he loved her.
Logan slammed the door to the Danger room closed causing Scott to nearly jump out of his skin.
"Everything ok?"
"Sure. If ya don't mind having a woman who's in heat for another man."
"What's that all about?"
"Danielle wants me to go with her and the kids to see some movie with some guy they are all goin' ga-ga over."
Scott softly laughed.
"Oh, that Hank Jackson guy that's got every red-blooded female going nuts."
Logan snarled.
"Set up a really good program this time, Cyke. I need a freakin' good workout."
"Sure."
Scott turned to the control panel and smiled the widest smile. Seeing Logan pissed off was just the cat's meow.
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The group walked into the movie theater. It was nearly empty besides a small crew of theater attendants and security guards.
A man in a finely made black suit walked in their direction. Logan sniffed the air – it was thick around him with the scent of seven females all in arousal overload.
Danielle walked over to the man and shook hands with him.
"Dirk, these are my friends – Kitty, Marie, Jubilee, Storm, Jean, Yulanda, Bobby, John and Scott."
She quickly reached for Logan's arm pulling him to stand with the rest of the bunch.
"And, this is my Logan."
"Nice to meet all of you. Mr. Jackson is inside with the rest of the gang waiting for all of you."
Jubilee had her camera in hand.
"Would he mind if we took some pictures?"
"After the movie. There will be plenty of time," Dirk replied as he escorted the group inside.
The theater's lights were at half brightness as several of the cast and crew had already obtained their seats.
"Mr. Jackson, the Xavier clan has arrived."
"Ah, good!" Hank said with excitement – his voice thick with an British accent.
"Mr. Jackson – it is a pleasure to meet you," Danielle said calmly while reaching out her hand in greeting.
She instantly sensed Logan's irritation as her hand grasped the actor's.
She introduced her friends. The adults were gracious and calm. Logan again dropped back. Kitty, Jubilee, and Marie were introduced and Hank couldn't help but giggle at the collective look of starstruck "duh" on their faces.
Danielle dragged Logan forward.
"This is Logan – my man," Danielle said.
Logan hesitated to shake his hand. He sniffed the air waiting for just the slightest hint of arousal from the actor. Satisfied that the scent he was picking up had nothing to do with Danielle, he took Mr. Jackson's hand with a firm grip.
"Darling, these are our special guests," Mr. Jackson said introducing his wife, Darleen.
The younger women each took a turn meeting her.
"Lucky chick," Jubilee whispered to Kitty.
They were then introduced to the scriptwriter and co-stars.
"Well, now. Why don't we all sit down and see how this bad boy turned out," Hank said.
As everyone piled into their seats, Danielle happened to sit next to Mr. Jackson and Logan angrily plopped down into the seat next to her.
During several of the scenes, Danielle would lean close to Hank to chat. Logan sank into his seat trying to hide his anger.
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After the movie, the group piled out of the theater all talking with excitement about various scenes in the movie. Danielle led the intense discussion hanging a little too close to the star than Logan cared for. At this point, she was oblivious to Logan's presence and deep in conversation with the actor and his wife.
Logan walked over to cardboard display – a nearly full size picture of Mr. Jackson in costume as Van Helsing – hands outstretched to his sides and with weapons ready for action. Logan turned to watch Danielle. She was being cute – batting her eyes and giggling sweetly. Jealousy began to boil like molten lava inside Logan and he turned to the movie display again and snarled a very evil snarl.
SNICKT!!
The blades shimmered in the light of the theater lobby and the entire group turned to look at Logan. He stood poised in the same stance as the actor in the picture – arms to his sides and his claws extended.
Scott and Jean leaned on each other giggling softly.
"Now, that's cool," Hank said in reference to Logan's claws and quickly walking over to get a closer look.
"Logan," Danielle growled.
Hank walked over to Logan sensing how tense the feral mutant was. A hard glare met the actor's eyes. With a hand on Logan's shoulder, Hank said, "Ya know, if ya ever think about having yer life story told, I'd be honored to play you."