OK, I know the first chapter sucked,... because nobody replied :'( , but someone did. You know who you are.) I am really sorry for taking so long with this chapter.

Anyway, on with the story.

Ch. 2: My job.

"True," she smiled, his heart melted, "my name is Katie. My mutant name is Shadow. Nice to meet you, Wolverine."

"Woh, how did you know that I also went by Wolverine?" Logan asked.

'This woman, who is she?' he asked himself.

"Didn't Storm tell you what my powers are?" Katie asked, "I know she told you."

"Ok, that is really weird. How did you know that?" he asked.

She sighed. "I have the ability to read minds, control people, absorb their power; but only if I touch them, can move anything with my mind, I can shape-shift, communicate with animals, and I can control fire and water. That is just about it for my mutant powers." she said matter of factually.

"So,..." Logan couldn't think or anything to say.

"So, how about you? What can you do?" she asked him eagerly.

"Uhhh... well, my entire skeleton is covered in a metal called adamantium,... I think that is what it is called. And I have adamantium claws that come out of my knuckles, a fast healing ability, sensitive hearing, smell, and sight, agility, stamina, and fast reflexes." he told her.

Katie smiled. "Well, now were making progress."

"Shit! What time is it?!" she asked him.

He cringed at her outburst.

"Uhhh...," he looked at his watch that Rogue had gotten him last Christmas. "It is two minutes till noon. Why do-"

Katie ran past him while grabbing his arm and she said over her shoulder, "I teach the afternoon culinary class to the elder kids. And right now I am so late!"

Logan's feelings were getting the better of him. He noted how warm her hand was, warmer than Jean's hands had been.

Jean's hands had been cold, like a doctors hands should be. But this woman's hands were warm, like life its self.

He wrapped his hand around her's not wanting her to realize what she was doing and pull her hand away, although he didn't know why he was afraid that she would do that.

'Crist, I just met the woman' he thought to himself.

"Sorry I'm late class. I had an engagement I could not miss." Katie had long let go of Logan's hand before they walked thought the front doors of the mansion.

The class room was huge. It might have been a ballroom or a library at one time.

The mansion had three ballrooms and two gigantic libraries, so it wasn't in any lesser educational difficulties.

The mansion also had three dinning rooms. Two were for small get together's; the smaller of the two was for friends. The biggest of the three was for huge parties that happened in the 1700's to 1900's.

"I hope you are hungry cuse' we are making lunch for the entire school tomorrow. So you can start by setting up a menu and all that other cool stuff I have been teaching you. This is in preparation for you final so do a good job." she said in front of the class.

It was very quiet for a few seconds then an eruption came from the class.

"WHAT?!"

"TOMORROW?!!"

"WE CAN'T DO THAT!!!!"

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!"

"YOU ALWAYS GIVE US AT LEAST TWO DAYS NOTICE!!!"

Katie laughed. "I was only kidding. Chill. You guys have a week, so get to work. Oh, by the way, you all get to decorate the dinning room that is for small get together's. Now, the left side of the dinning room will be decorated by the odd kitchen numbers and the right side will be decorated by the evens. So get to work."

Katie then left her students to get to work on their assignment.

"That was it. That was what you were late for?" Logan asked.

"No, I stay and help them if they need it. And also they may need to try out some of their recipes today." Katie stated in a 'are you stupid' kind of way.

Sure enough, half an hour later some of the kids had their kitchens fired up and it smelled wonderful.

Katie walked around and tasted some of the dishes and made some comets about adding more thyme, or less onion, or more water and less pepper.

"Hey Logan, come here I want you to try this." Katie called to him.

He walked over to the kitchen labeled six. The kitchen was baking something in the oven and something boiled in a pot over the stove.

There was a bowl next to it. Katie already hade one in her hand and she was slurping away.

Logan took the bowl and picked up the spoon. He took a bite. It was like an explosion of flavors he had never tasted before.

"This is really good!" he said.

Katie smiled again.

"So, how was it watching me walk around and get fat. You seemed to enjoy it too." Katie asked.

They had walked out in the back yard and sat on the grass near a tree. The sun was setting and Katie watched it go down.

"I had no idea food could taste that good. Is it always that good when you teach them?" he asked the question faster than he could take it back.

He turned a slight shade of pink at the stupidity of his question. He turned his head so that she would not see his embarrassment.

'How does she do that? Making me feel happy one minute, then the next I feel like a moron.' he thought.

"Well, I hardly think that it's because I teach them," she giggled, "but yea. Their good kids who want to learn. Also if anyone one them just take that class just to talk to 'the chicks,' I kick them out. Because some of those kids have talent and if they don't waste my time when I teach them then I don't want anyone else who will goof off and waste their time. I'm very strict when it comes to their education, because some of those kids can blend in and get a job and feel normal. They have a chance to live in the world of humans, but still be themselves." her voice had grown soft at the last few words and then she turned her dazzling smile on him.

"So it was nice to meet you Logan. I'm sorry we didn't get to know each other better. Maybe tomorrow?" she asked him.

"I don't mind." his mouth twitched up. It was the first time he had smirked.