Author's Note: Yay my first fic! I'm so excited and I hope that you all will enjoy. I do not own anything except for the original character I have created for this story named Ellie. I hope you enjoy. Reviews are always welcomed.

Summary: Kurt Wagner aka Nightcrawler and the team go to rescue people from a building after a bomb goes off. Through the wreckage, Kurt discovers a young woman who he had a past with, however she doesn't remember him. What happened between them? Why can't she remember? And as old feelings begin to surface things get….complicated.

Kurt Wagner was sitting atop Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters and observed the chilly night sky and bundled himself in it at the edge of the roof. He seemed distracted as he took a breath and rocked himself a bit. "Another night," he sighed as he looked out to the world.

"What are you doing up here?" asked a voice.

Kurt turned to see Logan, also known as Wolverine. "Trying to remember and trying to forget," Kurt admitted.

"Trying to forget eh?" Logan frowned, "What, did you have your heart broken or something?"

Kurt didn't answer as Logan took a seat next to him lighting a cigar and he leaned back by the chimney. He took a puff and the smoke came towards Kurt's face. "What's the matter blue boy?" asked Logan as he inched a little closer.

Kurt looked lost in his own thoughts unsure of where to begin. "So, it is a girl!" exclaimed Logan excitedly as he had figured out a piece of the mystery man, "I am right!"

Frustrated as Kurt had been seeking solitude threw his hands up in the air and turned away from his counterpart wishing he would go away. Seeing through his façade, Logan tapped Kurt on his shoulder. As he slowly turned to face Logan, his yellow/gold eyes met the brown ones of Logan and the pain was clear and evident. "You just wouldn't understand," Kurt snapped as he tried to get up and walk away.

Logan grabbed Kurt by the wrist. "Try me," he encouraged him and patted the ground next to him.

Looking at the spot and then back at the grinning Logan, Kurt was deciding what he wanted to do. Did he want to open up a sensitive subject from his past or would he just bury it down like he had been trying to do so for years?

"Look, if you don't want to talk about it right now, I understand. I'm just trying to help a brother out," Logan said seeming as he was almost reading Kurt's mind.

"It's just painful to talk about," admitted Kurt as he sat back down.

Logan nodded as he thought about his own predicament with Jean Grey. "What was her name?" Logan casually asked as he took another puff of his cigar.

"Her name was Ellie."

"Ellie hmm? Nice name. Tell me more."

Kurt closed his eyes as he pictured Ellie in front of him and a smile formed on his face. "We met when I had just turned twenty one and Ellie was eighteen. She was running from her boyfriend at the time and we crossed paths as she had bumped into me. Ellie was kind of scared at first like most people are, and this happened was when I was still in the circus. But there was no time for questions," Kurt continued.

"Was she blue too?" teased Logan as he ruffled Kurt's hair.

Annoyed at the hand that had ruffled his hair, Kurt took a swat at his hand with his own tail. "No, she was a normal human," Kurt replied as Logan nodded, "She was so beautiful and she looked like an angel from my dreams."

"What did this "angel" look like?" Logan curiously questioned.

Kurt paused for a moment as he pictured Ellie, but the pain in his heart began to swell as he thought of her. He couldn't picture her anymore seeing as the pain was too much, so he lied. "She had beautiful red hair and soft green eyes."

"Like em red eh?" teased Logan again.

Kurt formed a half smiled as he pretended to agree and continued, "We began to spend lots of time together. When I wasn't performing, she would come and visit me. She brought me things, silly little things."

The pain was welling up in his chest as the past slowly crept into his mind. "Kurt? What's wrong?" demanded Logan as he put out his cigar.

"It hurts to remember," admitted Kurt as he wrapped himself up in his own arms seeking comfort.

"Look, I'm not trying to push or anything-"

"Her family came looking for her after her boyfriend contacted them saying she had run away," interrupted Kurt, "They had someone follow her one night to find out where exactly she went."

Logan could see the pain in his eyes as he touched his blue friend's shoulder. "Is she….gone?" Logan whispered.

Taking a moment to compose his thoughts, Kurt looked out to the horizon. "I don't know," he sighed in defeat, "We were supposed to meet one night and she never showed. I went looking for her and I came across the path of the man who had been following her. He told me she was where she belonged and that I would never see her again. If I came looking for her, he would shoot me."

Logan felt his heart drop for his friend as he touched his shoulder. "Of course that didn't stop me," Kurt shrugged, "When I left the circus I searched high and low for her, but never had any luck. I gave up on finding her."

"Did you ask Professor X? Maybe he could locate her?" a hopeful Logan suggested.

"I have come to the conclusion that she is gone."

"But-"

"It was in the past. Besides, she could never love someone like me. There would be no point."

Logan paused for a moment, got up, turned to think and then turned back around. "Did you love her?" Logan asked softly.

"Yes, with every fiber of my beating heart."

Kurt felt his emotions taking over so he excused himself and went into his bedroom. He cried as he shut the door and fell to the ground rocking. "Oh Ellie," he cried over and over again.

Taking a few moments to compose his self, Kurt got up and changed into his night time clothing. He took his shirt off and looked at all of his tattoos he had, for each one of his sins. He traced them with the tips of his fingers leading all to one tattoo that lay on top of his chest, right across the heart. It was her name. Ellie.

Kurt looked at the tattoo in his mirror and he imagined the last time he saw her. Ellie had been running, her curly black hair was a mess (not like the red he had told Logan) and her brown eyes dazzled with excitement. She was laughing as she handed Kurt a shell that she had found on a beach. "If you hold it to your ear, you can hear the ocean," smiled Ellie.

Kurt remembered holding the shell up to his ear and he smiled as he heard the sounds and how he wanted this moment to last forever.

"Goodnight Ellie, wherever you are," Kurt whispered as he got into his bed.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Kurt jolted awake as there was a knock on his door. "Wake up Kurt!" shouted Storm, "There's a crisis downtown! We need to leave now!"

He jolted up and threw his uniform on and came outside with the team and ran to find out what was happening. What he was about to find out would throw his entire world through a loop.