I don't think I can even express how sorry I am that I haven't updated, it's been what eleven months? I know I probably don't have any readers left because it's been so long, and everyone who had this story on alert will probably delete the email because they can't even recall reading this story. I'm so, so, so, so sorry. I could give you readers all the bullshit excuses in the book, but I won't, all I'm going to say is that I lacked inspiration and I just didn't have time to enter the confines of my special cyber world. But that is still no excuse for not updating in so long, anyway I hope you can forgive me, that is if I have any readers left. I can promise you this though, the story will finish, I'm not abandoning my story, I won't no matter how much the well of inspiration has dried up... I will finish...eventually. heh... anyway, here's another chapter, and once again, forgive me, please!


Skye walked through the hallways slowly in no real hurry to get to her D.R (Danger Room) Session with Logan and Scott as this week's tutors. She was humming tunelessly when Logan came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She squeaked in surprise and looked up at him, "Hi Logan," she smiled, and the two carried on walking to the D.R.

"You seem in a happy mood today," he commented.

"Aren't I usually?"

"For the last two days you've looked like you're on cloud nine…who are you and what have you done with Skye?"

"Logan! I am totally shocked! What's wrong with me just being happy?!" she looked up at him innocently. Logan just gave her look as if to ask 'are you serious?' and she scowled at him. "So maybe I have a reason to be happy…"

"Oh yeah, and who caused this?"

"How do you know someone caused this? For all you know I could have just won the lottery."

"Nah, if you had, you would have bought me that Harley I've been eyeing up for the past few weeks in town. That's the look of someone who just got their happy on…" he stopped them and twirled her around to face him, "Who did you sleep with?!"

"Logan I didn't sleep with anyone! I swear to you, I may have made out with someone a little, but other than that, there was no contact of the pelvic region."

"That was a little gross," Logan commented before going into protective father mode, "Now who's the little shit so I can kill him."

"Uh-uh Logan there is no way I'm gonna let you kill him, I like him!"

He stared at her for a moment before a look of realisation crossed his face, "It's Pyro." Her eyes widened and he growled, "I'm gonna kill him!" he turned in the opposite direction they had been walking in and headed down the hallway.

"Awe crap!"

She ran after him and headed straight to the kitchen knowing that John was probably there instead of the rec. room like Logan believed he was. The second she saw her fire thrower she grabbed his arm and dragged him to her room, "Hurry up John!"

"What- What the hell is going on?!" he asked running to keep up with her.

"Logan found out…"

"Logan found about wha- Awe crap!"

"Exactly, now we need to get you to a relatively safe place, now!" She threw open the window and pushed him towards it.

"Hey what ar-"

"The roof! Logan's not going to think to look there, and if you don't hurry up, he's going to realise that you're here!" Pyro shot a sceptical look before pulling
sticking his torso out of the window and grabbing the guttering of the roof, he pulled himself before looking down at his girlfriend who had allowed herself to simply float outside of her window before using the wind to push her up to where John was. He looked at her weirdly for a moment "What?" she asked.

"It's just- well, I've never seen you with the white hair and eyes before… the hair looks good, but the eyes I've gotta admit are a little creepy, I always thought Storm's were too."

"Oh, sorry," she gave him a quick smile before summoning a little ball of water, turning both her hair and eyes blue. "Well, now that we're up here alone do you want to-"

"Make out?" he finished and she rolled her eyes.

"I was going to say work on your powers but if you'd rather make out then that's fine too."

John paused for a moment, before answering, "I'll take the making out!"

Skye whacked the back of his head, earning a groan from him, "We're working on your powers idiot!"

"Damn it why must you be so violent, and such a tease!" John complained.

"Keep complaining Pyro, you know you love it!" she grinned at him causing him to scowl.

"Yeah, like a heart attack," he muttered, but she knew he was just being the usual John when he didn't get what he wanted.

"Be good and you might just get to have a little fun afterwards…"

At this he perked up and then sat facing her, "Okay then, do your thing and make me powerful!"

Skye sighed, "This is something I'm teaching you John I can't just click my fingers and give you the ability to create fire."

"Oh fine," he pouted, "Make me do it the hard way."

"I most certainly will, now give me your hands," he did as he was told and placed his hands in hers, "I want you to close your eyes and tell me what you feel when you control fire, tell me what you think of."

John's eyes closed and he took a deep breath, thinking of every time he had made a fire blaze, "Anger," he whispered, "mostly anger, when I was thirteen it was rage, at everyone, at everything." Skye looked at him sadness in her eyes as she let him talk they knew everything there was to know about each other, but it was an unspoken agreement that they would never ask one another about their pasts, too painful to reveal, she wondered what exactly caused this outburst, "Rage at everyone who couldn't understand that I didn't choose to be like this, at my father who sent me spiralling into unconsciousness the second he found out I was a friends with a mutant, at my brother who stared at me with hate when I finally found out what I was, at my mother, who just cowered in the corner, silently loathing me for being such a curse, and at my uncle, who tried to put his filthy hands on my sister, the only one who understood me. The night I left Australia was the night I destroyed it all, my sister was at a friends house, a sleepover, the only reason my parents let her was so that she could spend as much time as she could away from me.

"It was that night that they came to get rid of me, a mutant in the family wasn't acceptable, it wasn't allowable, so they came to kill me, make it as though I never existed, but I was so angry, so angry…I don't remember where the fire came from that night, I don't even know if there was any until I got so angry. It all washed over me, the anger, the hate, the pain…the rage, and then it was gone, with a click of my fingers, I didn't even do anything but the house erupted in flame, it was so hot that I thought it actually might burn me, but it didn't, and for a moment I could hear their screams. My family, the one thing that had always despised me, gone in an instant that I could barely register. By the time I got outside my clothes were gone and I broke into next door to steal some clothes…but I've never felt that angry before, I hadn't felt it before that night and I haven't since then…"

He opened his eyes and Skye was looking at him with tears in her eyes, "I don't want your pity," he whispered and she flung herself into his arms kissing him for all she was worth.

When she pulled back she gave him a small smile, "It's not pity, it's comfort, like you give to me whenever I need it…" He closed his eyes and rested his head in the crook of her neck, "What happened to her?" she asked and John looked up.

"Who?"

"Your sister?"

"After I ran from the house, I went to her friend's, asked to speak to her and only got a moment, I knew someone would have seen me leave the house and I couldn't stay, so I told her everything, in such a rush I wasn't sure she'd heard, but she did, and she held me, just for a minute, my baby sister, only nine, she knew what I'd done and accepted it, our parents were gone because of me and somehow she knew it was for the better. And she said run, she said that other people like the police men would say I did a bad thing and she didn't want me to go away forever, so I agreed, I told her I loved her and I would find her and then I ran… I stowed away on a freighter heading to Japan and didn't get off until we were there. I don't know where she is now though…"

Skye stroked his hair and rest her head on his shoulder, "You did it," she whispered.

"Did what?" he asked wrapping his arms around her waist.

"You didn't control the fire, you created it, you were so angry that your power latched onto it and spiralled out of you, that night you did what you've been
trying to do for so long, you created the fire…"

"But how do I do it again?"

Skye bit her lip and sighed, "I think today you've relived enough painful memories, to start off you're going to have to conjure up those feelings again, and honestly I don't think you're ready for that today…" John nodded in understanding. "Um… can I ask you one more question, if you don't want to answer that's fine, I mean its-"

"Skye," he interrupted her rambling, "just ask."

"What was your sister's name?"

"Krista… Krista Allerdyce, why?"

"It's just, you know who my father is, now that he's out of prison… I can ask him to look for her, if you want that is? I mean I can't promise anything but it's
worth a shot right?"

Instead of replying John kissed her, threading his fingers through her hair and pulling her closer to him, "Thank you," he whispered against her lips, before connecting them again in another searing kiss.

"There you are!" the pair broke apart only to see Logan standing on the other side of the roof making his way over to John with a murderous look in his eyes.

"How the hell did he find us so fast?" John asked scrambling to stand up and get away from the Wolverine with Skye.

"How the hell should I know?!" she shot back running to the edge of the roof with John, "You trust me right?"

"Yeah why?" he asked, surprised at the sudden question.

"Then jump."

His eyes widened, "Are you crazy?!"

"John either you jump with me, or die with Logan, your choice."

Pyro looked back at the rapidly advancing Logan before grabbing Skye's hand and jumping, he screwed his eyes shut but within seconds he was soaring along side of his girlfriend in the air, "Holy shit." He whispered, before giving a cocky wave to Logan who by now was completely furious that his prey had gotten away from him again and then turned to look at said girlfriend who was smiling next to him. "There is one thing I really want to do right now…" he smirked.

"Go ahead Fire-starter," she grinned back, "be Superman."


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