A/N Okay, so I've never done a X men fic before. I'm not really a comic book fan, but I do love the movies. Victor might be a little OOC in this, but not completely soft either.

Prologue

' Finally! ' I thought as I walked in the shit hole that I tracked Jimmy to.

One would think that after everything we went through together that he wouldn't make a girl work so hard. Taking a look around, I wasn't impressed with his choice of hang out.

Ignoring the strange looks from the other patrons, I went to the bar and ordered a whiskey on rocks from the creep bar tender with the sweat stained T shirt. There was a huge cage in the back that held Jimmy and another huge man as they beat each others brains out. Getting closer to the cage I sat in an empty stool and enjoyed the show.

After a good half hour the smoke, sweat, and body odor of the bars patrons started getting to me. Seriously, had these people never heard of deodorant and soap? Was it too much to ask to not have ones nostril hairs singed away because these imbeciles were afraid of water?

It seemed that Jimmy wasn't nearly done and wouldn't be any time soon so I headed out of the bar and went straight to his camper. It wasn't huge, but it was nice on the inside. A place for him to eat, sleep, and use the bathroom. It even had a television.

Sitting on the couch/bed I got comfortable and waited for him to return. After a while I started nodding off

Logan's POV

It was half passed two a.m. when he walked out of the cheap trick with two huge duffle bags on his shoulders into the crisp Alberta night. He had made close to fifty grande in one night and was ready to take a long vacation. As he got closer to his camper he noticed a scent that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

Growling he put the bags in the drivers seat that wasn't connected to the camper and stalked to the door that lead to the intruder. Flinging it open he jumped inside with his claws unsheathed. Looking around he saw nothing out of place except a sleeping woman on his bed.

She was dressed too nice to be a homeless girl looking for warmth. Sheathing his claws he took a better look at her. Pale skin, hour glass shape, cupids bow lips, and a head full of thick white hair. Getting a little closer he sniffed around her and was sure he got a whiff of feline. Looking at her hands he noticed shiny thin cat claws instead of finger nails.

" Are you gonna stare at me all day or are you going to say hi Jimmy? " Came a purr from the woman as she stretched like the feline she was.

She smirked at him and he swore he heard some purring. Logan wasn't into playing games so he grabbed her shoulders and hauled her back outside.

Whoever she was, she sure didn't like to be man handled. She had him up against the camper with her claws extended inches away from his face.

" What the hell Jimmy?! You act as if I'm not welcome! " She said retracting her claws and stepping away.

Jimmy? " Look lady you have the wrong guy. Now if you don't mind I'd like to leave this dump. " He said going back around to the drivers side.

The woman looked shocked for a second before putting the pieces together. " Memory loss. " She mumbled. " You don't remember me. " She said sadly.

He went to climb in the truck but he words kept him from leaving. " What do you know about that? "

The woman opened the passenger side door and climbed in. " I know everything about you. My name is Snow. And when we first met your name was James. "