He heard talking, his body felt better but he was so tired he just lay there listening to muffled voices. He was so sick of waking up and having no damn clue where he was. He caught a scent that snapped his mind awake. It was soft lavender mixed with wild flowers and another calming scent he couldn't name. He felt small hands on him and something small and round on his chest.

"We can't just let him be here without some kind of security. He's fucking dangerous!" Logan yelled

He opened his eyes as she pulled the stethoscope away from his chest and hung it around her neck. She placed her small hand over his heart instinctively needing to feel the rise and fall of his chest. She didn't even see him open his eyes when she spoke.

"What do you want me to do Logan? Put that fucking thing around his neck again and watch him die from old age!?" She yelled back.

"Yes, that's fine by me. He's a fucking psychopath! He shouldn't even be here. I should have killed him in the field!"

"Logan, I swear to the Lord God Almighty. If you don't stop saying shit like that about him you and me are going to go out back and have a Come to Jesus meeting! And I fuckin' guarantee you; you won't walk away when I'm done." Her accent was thick and her voice held a dangerous tone. "Damn, she's got one hell of a temper." Victor thought to himself.

Remy and Marie look at each other thinking the same thing. They hadn't heard anybody say Come to Jesus meeting in years. Remy wondered if the others in the room really understood what that southern term meant.

Logan popped his claws when he saw his arm move. Sara stiffened and was fixing to send him through a wall when a large hand touched her arm. Her head snapped around and looked down at the giant laying on the bed. "You shouldn't let him push your buttons like that darlin'. That runt ain't worth it."

"Victor..." She didn't know what to say for a moment so she just smiled at him. Her glowing flames dimmed a bit as she blinked and she finely found her voice "Are you feeling alright." She asked pushing his hair away from his face.

"I'll be ok." He said pulling the annoying oxygen tube away from his nose. The people in the room were all on edge as she helped him set up on the side of the bed. He hung his head down and braced himself with his hands on either side of himself. He looked up looking at the people in the room. They all looked like they'd jump if he said boo. He shivered a bit and she looked at his bare chest. "I'll get you a shirt." Logan still had his claws out and ready for a fight. Everyone was as she looked around the room. "You need to get away from him." Logan growled.

"Logan please, Just calm down." Sara said reaching out and touching his shoulder as she walked to the door. Victor didn't hide his growl when he saw her touch the runt.

"Everybody calm down." she said looking at the people around her. "I'll be right back." She said looking over her shoulder at victor. She mumbled something in a language nobody understood as she walked to his cell. "What the hell did she just say?" Marie asked looking at her team mates. "I have no clue. I don't know what language that was." Kitty said looking puzzled.

"Cherokee." Victor's deep voice filled the room.

The group just stood there and stared at the big man.

"She's part Cherokee. That's the language she spoke"

"How the hell do you know that bub?" Logan hissed pointing one clawed hand at him.

"She told me." Victor said crossing his big arms over his chest. "She told me stuff about herself trying to get me to talk to her. You think she got that skin tone from hanging out in tanning beds all day?" he said sarcastically. Victor liked that he had everybody in the room on edge. He knew he was too weak for a good fight but it was an ego boost to know he made the x-geeks so nervous.

She returned quickly and handed him a sweatshirt. She pulled the heart monitor wires off him slowly. She whispered a soft "Sorry." When he grunted a bit when the sticky pad pulled some of his chest hair out. Her fingers rubbed his skin for a quick moment before she turned and tossed the used pads in the trashcan. He didn't care about the people in the room anymore. He focused on her and her small hands helping him yet again.

"Well, if you all will please excuse us I really need to have a chat with Sara and Mr. Creed. If you all don't mind waiting in the hall please? " The Professor said wheeling himself in front of the two.

Logan was the last to leave he stood there for a long while just staring at the big man across the room. "Logan Please." Charles's rich voice was in his head. He just looked at The Professor. Then back at them. Logan never took his eyes off Sabertooth as he backed out of the room.

"Well this is some crazy shit." Kitty said uncomfortable with a stress filled silence.

Logan was pacing back and forth. He looked like his claws would pop at any time. His mind was racing. He stopped in his tracks and looked at Marie. "What the hell is a Come to Jesus Meeting?" He asked barely containing his anger.

She couldn't stop the laugh that erupted from her. Now was not the time to unleash her peculiar sense of humor, But she couldn't stop herself.

Remy pulled the giggling girl under his arm and hugged her to his side. "It mean little missy in there was fixin' to take the Big bad wolverine outside and kick your ass all over the backyard." Remy said watching Logan closely.

"She threatened you Logan." Marie said giggling.

"You find this funny Kid?" He asked pissed off beyond belief.

"Well, yeah. I do." She said unfazed by his anger. She knew him better them almost anyone. He'd laugh about it too if he wasn't so pissed off right then.

The Med bay door opened and the Professor came out to address his x-men. "Sabertooth has agreed to wear a tracking device while he is here. But Sara will not allow the suppression collar to be placed on him again. And I agree with her on this point. We are not here to kill the man." He said looking at his team. "She and Mr. Creed will be moving to the cottage at the east end of the grounds by the lake this afternoon. Kitty, Marie if you two would please go and get a few days' worth of food and take it there it would be most helpful." He said looking at the two young women. "You can't be serious Chuck!" Logan hissed. "She can't be left alone with Creed. He'll kill her."

"Logan, Sara wants a private place to help Victor recover. "

"But He's -"

The Professor held up his hand to stop Logan. "Listen to me all of you." He said looking at the people surrounded him. "Sara is not a normal mutant, and she is a phenomenal psychiatrist. She may quite literally be the only person on earth that can help Sabertooth right now. And Please trust me when I say, No one in this mansion could hurt her. That includes myself. She's more the capable of treating Sabertooth and taking care of herself.

Logan just stood there taking in what He said. He had never known Charles to say something like that. He was the one who always was in control. It finely sunk in. If the great Charles Xavier freely admitted he himself couldn't stop this woman what the Hell could Sabertooth possibly do to her?