The Universe's Mixer

Logan about jumped in surprise when he felt it. The burn of the pocket of his pants.

Quickly the Wolverine dug for what had taken him by surprise, and found in his pocket a key. But not just any key. It was a key the alpha mutant knew very well and it seemed that there was a small red ribbon attached.

His cabin? He had wished for this. Had it come true? Wasn't possible. But of course Logan had seen stranger occurrences and he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or however that expression went.

He sniffed the air and turned around, following the scent of the place where he had dwelled for a very long time in seclusion. Through the city Logan travelled on foot, never tiring. His endurance allowed him to make the trip through the metropolis breathlessly. Through the commons he went, curiously following an all too familiar scent in the air.

He found woods, and instantly his heart raced. It was almost quicker than it had been ever in his life that he could remember.

He pushed through the foliage and the dense cover of the trees. The smell became stronger with each step and Logan continued to brave through it because his heart yearned for it.

For it. His cabin. The one solid thing in his life that he knew he could count on. It was dependable, solitary and all his own.

Then it was there and he stopped to behold it. Almost as if he was seeing it for the first time.

He lifted the key and stepped up to the door, finding that the door unlocked as if it had been doing that same thing since the dawn of time. He pushed the door open and walked in slowly, surveying what was past the threshold.

He was finally home.

Edward walked slowly into the Warehouse.

It had been a trying day, celebrating without the love of his life. His heart yearned for Jonathan, burned for him despite the betrayal from Scarecrow and the wish he had made at the tree he knew was petty. Who could really ever feel peace? Would could make such a wish come true?

The air was cold in the Warehouse, stale almost. Edward's cane clicked tenderly against the tiled floor as he took a step, unaware of what lay in store for him.

With a sigh the gangster pushed open another door and there it was. A Christmas tree.

He couldn't recall having erected one due to the fact of being utterly alone for the holiday itself. Sure, he had Effie but she had her own family to tend to. And the criminal was forced to settle alone in the dark, vacant warehouse and stew.

But this was a surprise in itself.

"Effie?" This had to be her doing. He couldn't think of anyone else. Definitely not something Beauty would attempt. Not Dinah or Bruce....definitely not Tony.

He approached the tree with caution until he saw what lay beneath it on the skirt. Wrapped around the body itself was a festive bow of his favorite color and instantly the cane tumbled from Edward's long fingers as he halted in surprise.

"Baby?" He blinked, seeing Jonathan laying peacefully beneath the decorated tree. He finally moved forward without the cane and knelt to the skinny, bow-adorned man and pulled the seemingly lifeless figure into his arms. Everything might be right after all. It was Christmas, of course.

Maybe, just maybe it was a wish come true after all.