So here's chapter 2. I just wanna let everyone know who hasn't already read my other stories that I only update when I'm encouraged to. I urge you to comment and review. I like all types. If I could use a little work on my riting, let me know. But be respectful about it. Thanks again.

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I always hate having to use the equipment after these huge buff guys who move, like, the entire rack of plates. Then I get on, and move two plates, you know like: CLANK! CLANK! "I'm the two plate guy!" CLANK! CLANK! "Anyone wanna spot me?" CLANK! CLANK!
-Brian Regan

I sighed as I leaned against the big willow tree. My muscles ached. My feet hurt and I just wanted to sleep. This punishment training that Wolverine unjustly bestowed upon me was brutal. I was doing fifteen laps, one hundred and fifty sit ups, twenty pull ups and five full and proper run through of his ultimate obstacle course. This was supposed to last for three weeks. I could barely stand.

The bane of my existence popped his head in through the willow vines. "There you are. I didn't give you a break."

"Oh my god, Logan! It's been two weeks! I understand what I did. I understand why you're angry but please let me go today. I can't stand on my own two feet." I leaned against him. If I could just use my cute charms on him, I was golden. It hadn't worked last week and I didn't even try the week before, but I was desperate. I looked up at him, pouting. "Please?"

He sighed as he looked down. "If you can run one last lap, you can go for the weekend."

I bolted away. I skidded to a halt quickly and turned around to peck him on the cheek quickly before running my lap.

"Aaargh!" I groaned as I slammed my forehead on the table.

Maki laughed as she patted my head gently. "Why on earth would you go to meet that boy? You know Logan's too protective of his girls."

"Yeah. I didn't know he was this protective."

"Not that I think you were wrong. I think it's very romantic that you have a beau on the other side of the battle lines."

"You would. It's fine. I think I got him to let up. He was just angry at first. But I think he realizes that three weeks of that training would kill everyone but him." I cracked my shoulder. "As for Matt, I don't know. I haven't seen him since. Then again, he might just be avoiding Logan."

"Yeah. The ever present Logan has been on your tail for a while."

As if to prove my point, Logan walked in in jeans and one of his blue button ups. "'Lo, girls." He said nonchalantly. He pulled out a soda and cracked off the top. "Make anything for dinner yet?"

I growled at him.

He looked at me with confusion for a moment. Then he sighed. "Would a cup of very strong coffee make you less angry with me?"

"Maybe."

"Okay. One giant cup of coffee, coming ri- the hell?!" He turned around. "Did you drink all the coffee?"

"No."

"Then where did it - sniff sniff." He froze and sniffed again for confirmation. Then he turned to me with his pissed face. "Where are you hiding him?"

"Hiding who?"

"Don't be coy, Leah. I told you not to go see him and you bring him into the school?!"

I looked at him with outrage. "I haven't seen him in two weeks!"

"Liar!"

"How dare you! Have I ever lied to you before?!"

"Not until you had a boyfriend!"

I slammed my hands on the table and stood. "I did not invite him to the school. I am not seeing him. I have not seen him since that time you stalked me. And I am not a liar!" I yelled intto his face and stormed off.

I stormed through the halls and out the front door. Scott was carrying bags of groceries into the mansion. "Oh Leah. Can you help me with these?"

"Go to hell!" I snapped as I passed him. I felt my body shrink. My bones and organs re-shifted as the molecules around me changed. Within seconds, I was the size of a common fly. My secondary power to fly for a small amount of time was useful, even if it was only for a few minutes. I flew over to the willow tree and up to my favorite branch. I grew to normal size and sat there, fuming.

"So can you only fly when you're the size of a pea?"

I turned to Matt. He was sitting on a branch not too far from me. "Thanks a lot." I said sarcastically.

He eyed me for a moment. "You're mad at me. Why?"

"WHY?!" I exclaimed. "Because you stole all the coffee as a joke and now Logan thinks I'm sneaking you into the mansion behind his back. That's why!"

He climbed over to the branch next to me and sat there. "Why would he care if you were sneaking me in? And doesn't he know I can pass through shadows within a hundred foot radius of me?"

"He cares because he's my friend and personal trainer." I stated. "He doesn't want me hurt and he thinks I'm lying to him. That's enough to be angry."

"Not really." Matt replied. "You're an adult. You have every right to do what you please."

"I'm an adult by state and law but I'm still young. And Xavier took me in. They should be able to trust me."

"Then they should trust you."

I huffed. "You don't get it." I swung down from the tree and landed on the soft ground. I tried to walk back, but Matt grabbed ahold of my arm. He swung me to face him.

"I'm sorry you got in trouble on my account. But if Wolverine doesn't trust you, then that's not my fault. I just stole a few bags of coffee to screw with him. I didn't mean to hurt you." He kissed me softly before we were interrupted by a low and furious growl.

"Hands off the lass." Logan growled in a low voice.

Matt looked over at him and held onto me tightly. "Leah didn't know I was stealing the coffee. I was just playing a prank. Don't be mad at her." And with that, he vanished.

Logan ran over to me and looked all over me. "Are you hurt? Did he touch you?!"

"No. He didn't hurt me. Just like I said he wouldn't." i stilled his hands. "Logan. I know you're worried and this is your weird way of showing it. But I'm an adult."

"You're twenty-one. You're hardly an adult."

I glared at him for a moment and shrank, flying away.

"Leah!" He called after me but I continued flying. It was the only way to get away from him.

I ran up to my room in the east wing of the mansion. I was almost there when I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"Why are you running, Leah?"

I turned to see Charles Xavier in his wheel chair. "I just want to go sleep off this day, Professor."

"Why? Have you had a bad day?"

I sighed and raised my eyebrow at him. "You know the answer to that."

"I like to hear it from you."

I heard a motorcycle engine jump to life. I sighed. "It's my fault he's leaving, huh?"

Xavier rolled over to me and smiled. "Come. I want to talk to you."

I sighed and followed him to his office. I sat in the chair across from his desk.

"So." He said, looking at me. "I hear you've had a rough few weeks. I'm surprised you haven't come to me for help yet."

"To be honest, I didn't want to disappoint you."

He sighed and studied me for a moment. "I believe you when you say that you aren't helping young Matthew into the mansion. I also believe that you never intended to scare Logan."

"Scare him?!" I exclaimed. "What the-"

Xavier held up a hand to silence me.

"When you came here at the age of eighteen, you were infatuated with him. You followed him around. And between you and me, he likes the attention. But now you are twenty-one. You are, indeed, old enough to make your own decisions. But Logan has gotten acquainted with the fact that it was him you ran to. Logan enjoys protecting you and when you run off or don't tell him something-"

"But nothing happened!"

"-even if he only imagines the lie, he's frightened. He feels as if he isn't needed anymore. Especially if there's a boy in your life. Especially if said boy is in the Brotherhood."

I sighed and looked down at my hands. "He should tell me this himself."

"You honestly think Logan would admit he's emotionally dependent on anyone?"

I chuckled. "Good point." I looked up at him. "I need you to find Logan via Cerebro."

Charles smiled. "Of course, my dear."