Title: When the Past Comes Knocking
Summary: In a time of war three sides look for the mighty Siren Wolf of mutant lore. But Isa hasn’t been the same since she had lost her mate… so when she find out he is alive, she couldn’t help but go to him. Except; he doesn’t remember who she is.
Author Note: I know, I know it’s been like four months since I updated this, but fuck… I’ve been captured by the Hobbit fandom! It has me chained in the Land of Arda!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything x-men or twilight related!
Bella stumbles away from the door in shock, her hands knocking down a few things from the hallway table as she tried to get away.
Logan quickly jerks forward and caught her as she began to fall backwards and pulled her close to his chest, blinking heavily as a memory washed over him of them dancing in a bar, a wild smile on her face wearing a little white sundress and boots.
“No… no… no… no… you can’t. You’re not here… You don’t remember.” Bella rambles as she struggled to get out of his arms. He wasn’t real, he just wasn’t. Her James didn’t remember her, didn’t know who she was anymore; he can’t be here staring at her in the way he always had.
“I am here Darlin’.” He replies strongly, holding her tighter against him. “I’m real, I remember.”
She shook her head violently and teleported out of his arms and into her room, her chaotic safe room that still was ruined and damaged from her rage and grief. Logan quickly followed the scent of his wife down to the basement, finding the door being part of the closet quite interesting before stopping on the stares as he took in the destruction and Isabella rocking in the middle of the mayhem.
“It’s a trick, another trick… I’ve finally lost it, my grief drove me crazy… Good job brain…” He heard her mutter before sighing.
“You were angry I was an hour late to my birthday party. It was just the two of us in our backyard, you made us a picnic.” He explains causing Bella to go still and look up at him with tear filled eyes. But Logan could see the glimmer of hope in their depths.
“Just before when I caught you, I saw you in cowboy boots and a little white sundress with my hat upon your head. We were the only ones dancing in the bar; it was a slow song… She’s Got You by…” He trails off, he couldn’t remember who sung it yet but he knew it was what they danced to.
“Patsy Cline… It was by Patsy Cline, I used ta’ sing it to you as well.” She whispers before frowning. “How? Who told you this?”
“You did Darlin’. Since I saw ya’, since the day you helped Marie all I could think about was you. Then these hazy images started, they soon cleared up but not by much. I remember little but I know the truth… I know you’re my wife.” He explains looking down. “I thought I didn’t deserve you cause I forgot you, because I killed so many.”
“No James, I knew all you had done before you confessed it all one night drunk at a bar.” She chuckles.
“Not just from then, after that.” He explains before frowning. “How come you never told me? I can’t remember much but I know you never told me.”
Bella frowns confused. “Tell you what?”
“That you’re Siren Wolf.”
Her whole body froze and jerked back as if been struck, her eyes widening and darkening all at once. “How? How do you know?” She asks before closing her eyes and slumping. “Which one?”
“Gambit told me after he beat me into a wall.” Logan explains, scratching the back of his neck at the sudden guilt of throwing the kid under the bus.
Bella nods. “Of course he did. Remy is loyal and will protect those he loves.”
“Kids all beat up; worried you’d hate him for tellin’ me. Look Darlin’ I’m not afraid of ya, but I just wanna know why you never told me.”
“Because I wasn’t Siren Wolf with you, you made me feel normal… just Isabella. I knew you were a mutant, and my name strikes fear into everyone, would you still have loved me if you knew? But then again, you told me you were different under the influence in some dive bar in the fifties. I just didn’t want ta lose you James.” She explains tiredly.
“Why did you come?” She asked after a few beats of silence.
“We need your help with Jean, Darlin’.” He confessed watching while where whole body just seemed to collapse in on herself, like a weight had been added to her shoulders.
“You are asking for a lot my love, I don’t know if I can control my animal anymore. I had tried for so long to hide and to live in peace.” She whispers to him, a hitch in her breath.
“Please Isa, we can’t let her continue. She’s killin’ a lot of folk out there, kids included.” He pleads flinching as her head shot up and pitch black eyes stared back at him.
Bella clenched her eyes closed tightly, reigning in the beast before nodding. For him she would do this, for him she will join one more war and then… and then she will leave and return home. She will be in peace and far away from civilisation, even if James could remember her, she wouldn’t tear him away from his home now, his family that he had seemed to create. Maybe Remy could come with her.
With a shake of her head she gathered all that she could take with her in one duffel bag, what was left of her clothes and her wedding album before turning to face her husband once more. “Where are we goin?”
“The jet is in a clearing not far from here.” He explained causing her to nod and to take his outstretched hand, albeit hesitantly. She still didn’t know if this was all real yet, it just felt too good to be true.
They walked to the jet in silence, Bella unwilling to speak and Logan unsure of how to talk to her, what to ask her. Though he was worried about Isabella, her face blank and eyes hollow. Even when they finally made it back to the others and the jet she just glided right past everyone and took a seat in the back.
Remy clenched his hands and eyes as Isa just walked right past him, didn’t acknowledge him at all. It cut him to the very core and he knew that…
“It’s not you. She ain’t mad at ya Gumbo.” Logan explained to the kid while looking up at the ramp. “I asked her to come and she is, give her time. She was pretty shook up when she saw me, when I told her.”
“I can do dat, but it just hurts is all.” He shrugged, trying to brush it off but couldn’t.
Charlie shook his head. “Remy she was upset before, let her process this and then try and talk to her. Don’t fret, it’ll do you no good, she’ll forgive you – us.”
Remy nodded and made his way up the ramp, taking his seat beside her and drawing out the pack of cards before beginning to shuffle them, his eyes shifting from his hands to his sister every now and then.
He couldn’t help but worry.
Author Note: Here you go guys!