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An Educated Dream
Logan groaned as he tried to push himself off the couch, only to just push the couch further away. Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared down at his large belly, he was nearing the end of his pregnancy. He only had another month or so before he'd be delivering their twin girls. “Peanut, do you need a hand?” Wade asked as he came into the living room, having heard the couch scrap across the floor.
Scott and Jean trailing not too far behind Wade as they followed him. Logan felt his face flushed, “No, I'm enjoying being stuck on a couch that I can't get up from.” Logan said with a glare at Wade, “It’s your fault, I'm like this!” Logan hiccuped as the tears started to fall, “You and your educated wish!”
Logan couldn't stop the tears as they poured down, he missed seeing his feet. He missed being able to get up whenever he wanted to, not having to pee every five seconds. Logan bawled harder as he realized he had to pee like right now and Wade was busy asking if he needed help.
Jean smiled sympathically at Logan, “Scott was clueless too when I had our first but we thankfully didn't have twins.” Jean said as she went to brace the couch with Scott while Wade offered a hand to Logan.
Together they got Logan up from the couch, when it happened. Logan whimpered as he felt his pants and socks get soaking wet, “Fuck!” Logan shouted then doubled over in pain as a contraction rippled through his lower back and pelvis. “Wade!” Logan cried out, clutching Wade’s hand tightly and hearing bones snapping.
“Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!” Wade said in a panic, looking frantically as he tried to remember what to do. Wade forgot about the pain in his hand at Logan’s next shout of pain, Scott watched in horror. While Jean sighed and mumbled about men being useless while life is coming into this world.
“Scott, you get the towels for their truck and put them down in the backseat. Wade, you take Logan to the truck while I grab his go-bag.” Jean says to everyone, figuring she'll be the voice of reason, “I'll also call Hank as well. To let him know, we're on our way to the mansion,” Jean quickly shot off a text to Hank. Scott did as he was told, going to grab the towels and heading outside to Logan’s truck, Logan whimpered as Wade led him to their bedroom to get changed. Before taking Logan out to the truck while Jean made sure their house was locked up prior to them leaving. Wade got Logan into the backseat while he hopped into the front one, Jean got into the back while Scott took their vehicle back to the X-Mansion.
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The drive was quicker with Wade driving fast, scared that something would happen to Logan or their babies. Logan’s healing factor had been slower since his pregnancy, Hank had mentioned it was because of the pregnancy, that Logan was more vulnerable in general. Wade was scared, his Peanut had wanted to keep the pregnancy going but Wade made the mistake of reading about everything that could go wrong in one. He kept imagining the worst scenarios despite how well prepared they were for such things, Jean sighed from the back, “Wade, focus on getting us there safely.”
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Hank was already prepared with a private room for Logan to give birth in, it had everything that Logan wanted. It had low lighting, numerous blankets, pillows, and towels, when Wade got Logan into the room, Logan had snarled at Wade. “Get the fuck out!” Logan roared at his mate, claws popping out as he growled as another contraction rippled through him, Wade held up his hands and backed out of the room slowly.
Logan ended up only allowing Hank and Jean to be in the room with him, Wade paced anxiously outside of the room while Scott kept him company. Scott grimaced at every roar and scream from the inside, Wade had tried to get back in there after the first scream but Logan had roared at Wade. “Get. Out!” Wade swears to Scott and anyone who’d listen later after Logan and their babies were safe that Logan looked like a possessed Wolverine.
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It felt like an eternity until Logan was done pushing as Hank examined him to make sure everything came out. Jean held his youngest kit while Logan cradled his oldest against his swollen chest, tears and sweat poured down his face as he gave a breath of relief. Feeling his healing factor finally kicking in and soothing the damage done by his twins, Jean gently passed off the last baby to Logan. Hank smiled as he stood up, “Everything is returning to normal, Logan. Would you like me to allow Wade back into the room?” Hank asked quietly, watching Logan look from one baby to the next, marveling at how precious their little ones are.
Jean smiled at the happiness and love that Logan projected, she nodded at Hank, “He does want Wade with him, let’s go.” They left and Wade went in, babbling about how brave and strong Logan is and how much he loves him.
Wade couldn’t believe his husband, the man had turned his educated wish into an educated dream come true. Logan sat against a pile of pillows, propping him up as he held identical twins against his chest, Wade sat down slowly next to him. Logan opened an eye and smiled tiredly at Wade, purring softly as he moved a slight bit closer to Wade, “I’m here, Peanut.”
Logan had birthed identical girls, the babies had blonde hair and the normal baby blue eyes, Logan and Wade were smitten with them. “What names did you want to give them?” Wade asked softly, afraid of waking them up, Logan grinned at his mate, “Laura and Gabby,” Logan had decided on. Wade smiled widely, “Laura and Gabby, it’s so nice to finally meet you babies, I’ll always protect you.”
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Laura and Gabby had inherited Logan’s and Wade’s healing factor. Logan’s milk supply had come in, the moment Laura woke up hungry and started to cry, Logan’s nipples had started to leak. Neither man was sure what to have expected, Hank had did his best to research but little was known about male pregnancies. Logan hadn’t been cisgender after all, his underdeveloped secondary sex hadn’t been functional until the Time Ripper incident, causing his body to fully fix itself. Logan was over the moon at the possibility of having more children with Wade in the future as Wade held one of their kits against his own chest.
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Life was good, their girls grew up in a safer world for mutants. They attended the Xavier School when they got old enough for education, Logan hadn’t wanted to rush for another repeat of pregnancy. Not missing the swollen ankles or the back pain from lugging around so much extra weight that he wasn’t used to.
Laura and Gabby ended up with sandy brown hair and hazel green eyes, a beautiful mixture of Wade and Logan. The girls had Logan’s bone claws, two in each hand and one in each foot along with their parents’ super strength and agility.
Life was amazing for Logan and Wade. “And to think, this all started off because of an educated wish,” Wade said to Logan, grinning as he watched his husband try not to tear up. Mating season was soon and Logan had mentioned wanting to try for another litter.