Logan's POV
'Logan?' A voice calls, 'Logan?' I recognise the voce, it's Kathy, but I'm dreaming, this is a dream.
'No Logan, it's not. I need to you pay attention. I've been taken. Magneto has me. I don't know where I'm going. Keep the kids safe, don't look for me. Keep the kids safe, do you understand?'
'Yes, but you're not taken,' I respond, a dreamlike confusion still holding me captive, 'you're in your room.'
The voice is gone.
The next morning I wake with an uneasy feeling, but that's nothing unusual, especially after a night like last night. I spend a while sitting in my bed, trying to figure out what on earth I'm going to say to her. Does she expect me to kiss her again? Does she want to sit with me at breakfast? I haven't really done the whole girlfriend thing before, well at least after memory was wiped.
After a period of deliberation that was much too long, I decide to just play it cool. I'll go with whatever she does.
What I wasn't expecting was to get downstairs and her not to be there. I also wasn't expecting to get a slap across the face from a teary eyed Storm the second I show my face.
'What did you do?' She demands
'What?' I reply, this is not at all how I imagined breakfast going.
'Why then is Kathy gone? All you had to do was put the kids to bed! What did you do?' I have no answer. Would she really leave over kissing me? Was it that terrible?
I lower myself into a chair and replay the events of last night in my head. Put the kids to bed. Fell asleep with her. Had a nightmare. Kissed her. Put her to bed. What went wrong?
I'm just about to confess to Storm that I have no idea what happened when a ghost of a voice repeats 'I've been taken.' Last nights dream comes back to me in a flood. But it wasn't a dream. It was her.
I look up at Storm, my jaw set. 'Magneto took her.'
