Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men or right proffetionaly, I do own the new character that you will meet if you read my work. Please understand this is my first attempt at an X-Men fic.R@R

Wolverine enters the computer room where Moira and the Professor are studying infrared maps.

"Now, tell me again, what did you drag us here for, Chuck," Wolverine says and then takes a long pull from the beer in his hand.

"Moira thought your sense of smell would come in handy investigateing these ruins," Xavier say motioning to the maps before him. "This is truly fasinateing. This area has not been tampered with and these maps show some kind of stone work. We believe that there might be some conection to the book handed down in Moira's family."

"And how's that," Wolverine asks unimpressed.

"Well," Moira begins," the book states that there is a valuable treasure held in safe keeping in this area. How or why no one has looked for it sooner I can not guess. It also hints at the possible proof that mutants existed much sooner in history than we originaly believed."

"Do I look like an arciologist to you two or something.?"

"No, but you do have the ability to find things very easily in the wilderness. Hopefully you can track down something out therethat Moira's group has been unable to find themselves." Xavier turns back to the maps and continues,"with the depressions and natural rock formations here no one has been able to locate anything even resembling a crypt or such at all."

"Well when are we going?"

"First thing in the morning," Xavier says," Thata is why we are going to go get some sleep. We will all be ready to leave at 7:00 AM, so we will have plenty of time to look in the day light."

7:00 AM..... The small group that Prof. Xavier has gathered includes Wolverine, Jubilee, Moira, Storm and himself. They are all ready and head out bright and early. Jubilee is full of excitment about seeing the beautifull country side.

They travel to the area in question useing the Blackbird. When they land it looks like any other area, nothiung seems particularly diffrent. There is dense growth and the natural rock formations the the Prof. had mentioned.

Out of excitement Jubilee takes Wolverines hand and is startled when he pulls it away at first. "Grouch," she says a littl hurt by his reaction,"Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?"

"Sorry, kid, guess I didn't sleep to well," He says his thoughts wandering back to the odd dreams he had the night before. And strangly enough for several nights before they even left the U.S. He gives Jubilee his hand and the walk after the rest of the group.

They search all day, stopping to have lunch and rest around noon. But they find nothing. At dusk they begin collecting Moira's equipment and plan to return the next day.

"Where is Wolverine?" Jubilee looks around for him and sees him about to enter a grove of trees they had not yet searched. "Where are you going," she calls to him, but he does not respond. She runs after him with the others not far behind.

He pushes through the undergrowth like he knows exactly where he is going. The others have a hard time keeping up with him.

When he finally stops the group sees an oddly shaped grouping of bushes. "Logan," Jubilee says nervously approaching him, " Are you alright."

When he speaks she finds she can not understand what he is saying. "It is a very old form of Gaelic," Moira says in disbelief. "It is so old I almost could not understand him."

"Well what is he saying," Jubilee asks, her worry getting worse.

Suddenly, Logan unsheates his claws and begins cutting through the brush. "He is saying some thing like , I will return for you."

The group can only stand and watch as he uncovers a stone ruin. It is shaped like a box with a thick stone lid. The symbols that are visible are so worn wioth time there would be almost no hope of telling what it says. Logan stops,still seeming to be in some kind of trance, and lays one hand on the lid. "I am here," he says with Moira translateing.

Without warning he turnsa and looks at all of them. "What happened? I thought we where going to look more tomorrow," he is confused and groggy. "Did I fall asleep?"

"No, Logan, you lead us to that," Xavier says pointing to the object behind Wolverine. "Do you not remember?"

"No, I don't," he says turning to look at the thing. He sniffs the air and steps to one side of crypt like object. "There is something in there."

"We can come bacl to..." Moira is cut off by the scrape of stone against stone as Logan moves the slabb on top with all his strength. It makes a loud tud on the ground as it falls free.

The group gathers around to see what Logan has dicovered. With the light failing, Storm turns on a flash light and shines it inside.

Inside they can make out a body wrapped in some heavy leather. The person seems to be curled into a fetal positon and there is so much dust covering it that they can not tell anything else about it.

"This couls be the greatest discovery in a long time, my friends," Moira says, in an awed voice

Logan starts to carefully reach into the tomb, "What are you doing? You could destroy it," Xavier says in shock.

Logan ignores him and gently pulls the figure free from the stone. "I won't destroy her," he says turning to them with his burden gently cradled in his arms like a baby, "She's alive."

In his arms he holds the figure of a young woman. She is so covered in dust that they can not tell anything else except for the fact that the heavy leather that was around her has no come loose and hangs from her shoulders.... her wings.

Storm comes to her senses first and pulls off the light jacket she had been wearing to cover the creatures now naked body. "We must get her back to the castle," she says, carefully wropping the jacket around her. They make their way back to the Blackbird and rush the woman back to Moira's home.

If I have spelled any names wrong, forgive me. I do hope you enjoy the story.