A/N Another overwhelming response! Thank you all so much! I love you guys. And for Marsha who i couldn't reply to, thank you so much for your review!

I do fear you're all going to hate me after this chapter though. Remember how the genre is angst/romance... just keep that in mind

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Chapter 10

"So they're really alright?"

Kayla smiled, pulling up into the busy parking lot of the small convenience store. "They're fine. Logan said Remy ..." She glanced at Emma. "The guy that flew Logan here in the plane, you know with the funny accent that i was telling you about early."

Emma nodded; she had told her nearly everything that had happened on the trip into town. It was beginning to be a lot to process.

"Anyway, he dropped them off at some special school for the gifted. Apparently this rather powerful mutant runs it as a front; it's a safe place and refuge for people like us." She finished.

Emma frowned. "Then why haven't we heard of it before?"

"Well as far as I know there weren't many students until yesterday, now they're going to have their hands full."

Well that was true, there had to be at least fifty other mutants locked in the cells with her. "That was a brave thing you and Logan did, getting all those kids out."

Kayla glanced at her. "I could say the same thing about you, you were pretty determined to get Wade out of there." She said, giving her a knowing look.

"No one deserved what they were doing to him. I'm just glad we got to him before they'd done anything too drastic." She mumbled, getting out of the car. Her sister had that tone in her voice, the mother hen, always looking out for her baby sister. Ever since the 'accident' she'd taken on both their parents roles, protecting her from boys was always one of her more major concerns.

"So Wade huh?" she said coming around to the front of the car.

Emma stopped in her tracks, turning to face her sister with a not so pleasant glower. "We're not involved, if that's what you're getting at."

Kayla simply smiled. "If losing you has taught me anything than its that i wasn't cut out to be your mother-" Emma was about to protest but Kayla raised a hand, cutting her off. "I want to be your sister, and that means I can't tell you what to do anymore. You'll always be my little brat sister, but you've grown up now and it's just taken me awhile to realise it. You're a beautiful young women Emma," she said touching her cheek softly. "It's about time I let you be one."

She felt tears sting her eyes but she forced them back. She missed this, every day that she was locked away on the island she'd prayed that somehow Kayla had made it out, that she was okay. Now they were reunited and it felt all too surreal. Maybe things were looking up for a change.

She nudged her playfully. "Will my big sister still buy me chocolate?"

Kayla grinned. "Only if you share it with me." She said, locking the car behind them. Logan had burnt the other two stolen cars in the woods near the cabin; their parents had owned almost four hectares of land, so the neighbours were too far way to think anything of it. It was the start of winter so any smoke they'd see would probably assumed to be from a log fire. The car they currently left in the parking lot was an old Land Rover, one of the spares their parents had left up there in case of emergencies, it had taken awhile to start at first because of the cold but they'd eventually got it going.

Emma zipped up her jacket and let out a little puff of white smoke. She hadn't even noticed how cold it was until all the adrenaline from yesterday had left her body. Than the cabin had central heating so it hadn't been until she'd gone outside that the cold had well and truly hit her. The sky was a greyish colour and judging by the drop in temperature, snow wouldn't be far off. She glanced at Kayla and she seemed to notice the same thing. "We'd better hurry."

The convenience store was packed with people, mostly locals and a few stray tourists stocking up just encase they got snowed in. As soon as Emma and Kayla entered there was a television in the corner of the store with a news report turned up to almost full volume. On the bottom of the screen was a snow warning on loop. It seemed everyone had realised before them.

Most of shelves were still reasonably stocked so they could purchase what they needed. They'd found the essential staples and after a little light hearted begging they also threw a block of chocolate into their basket. When they'd finished they made their way to the back of the line chatting about nonsense, both girls happy to have their sister back.

"The police have asked the citizen of New Hampshire to be on high alert. Two wanted fugitives were last seen headed in the direction of Pittsburgh." Two images flashed up on to the screen and both girls took a rather sharp intake of breath.

"Well that's not good." Emma squeaked seeing her image plastered up on the television screen. Next to it was an image of Wade from what looked like his days with Stryker. Just when she thought things were looking up something like this had to happen. It was just her luck.

"They are both highly dangerous mutants wanted for murder, grand theft auto and robbery. The police are asking if you see or come in contact with them that you report it immediately."

"Go wait in the car." Kayla whispered, handing her sister the keys. Emma nodded, pulling the hood of her jacket up over head as she began weaving her way through the crowd. The convenience store was already growing louder with chatter; people were beginning to scan the crowd of people for the familiar face.

Emma kept her head down until she was out of the store, her heart hammering in her chest. She opened the passenger door and slipped inside, ducking her head between her knees. "This is bad, this is really really bad." She mumbled, trying to control her breathing, there was no use loosing it now, she needed to stay calm. She'd get back to the cabin and tell Wade, he'd know what to do.

After what felt like forever Kayla reefed open the door and jumped into the driver's seat, throwing various bags haphazardly about the place. "Keep your head down until I say so." She ordered, starting the engine. She crunched the gear into first and slammed her foot down onto the accelerator. They skidded out of the parking lot, leaving behind black tire marks as the car fish tailed onto the main road.

"What happened?" Emma yelled, not being able to see where they were going was driving her insane.

"They recognised that you were with me, I did my best to make them believe I was alone but there was only so much I could do." She muttered. "You can get up now."

Emma popped her head up and glanced out the front windshield. It was starting to sleet. "Are we being followed?" she asked, glancing in the mirrors.

"I don't think so, but I don't know for sure," She said, Emma could hear the panic in her voice and that scared her even more. "There's a cell phone in my purse, call Logan, tell him what happened."

Emma pulled off her seat belt, climbing into the back where Kayla had thrown her bag in the hurry. She found the phone after a bit of rummaging and scrolled until she found his number. It only rang once before it was answered. "Kayla?"

"It's Emma." She said quickly. "Listen, me and Wade's faces are everywhere. The news report at the convenience store-" she was jostled as Kayla skidded to the side slightly on the icy road, she braced herself, holding onto the back seat for support. "I think people recognised me."

"Alright, where are you?"

"Where headed back now, we shouldn't be more than-" Something impacted with the side of the car and Emma went flying head first into the back seat passenger window. The whole car began to tip as they slid off the road, once they hit the ditch the car rolled onto its roof.

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Rain drizzled into the shattered windows of the car, the clear water mixing with red as small rivers of blood began to run out onto the green grass. Inside Kayla hung upside down by the seatbelt that held her, her arms hung about her head as tiny droplets of blood dripped from a deep gash near her temple. The only movement that came from her was the spasmodic twitching of her lips, there was no other signs of life.

In the back seat of the car Emma lay crumpled on the roof, she'd landed hard on the overhead light and as a result felt a blinding pain in her ribs. Her forehead was a bloody mess of glass, as were the majority of her arms and legs. As she began to move the glass dug in further and she let out a howl of pain as her body felt like it had been filled with molten lava. It had all happened so suddenly she hadn't even gotten the chance to use her ability; the motel room had been different because she'd seen the gun in the man's hands before he fired. But this? She never saw this coming. Now every inch of her throbbed and stung agonizingly; even the slightest of movement made it a hundred times worse.

"Kayla?" she whimpered. She could hear the scrunching of shoes outside as someone began to approach. She tried to crawl again, biting her lip to keep from crying out as the glass dug its way in further. "Kayla." She screeched, why wasn't she answering?

Something clasped around her ankles and she let out a yelp of surprise as she was yanked out of the shattered window and thrown roughly onto the grass. Her head spun for a moment, as she felt the familiar sensation of her skin changing to its unbreakable diamond texture. It didn't seem to matter though; the white hot pain running through her body was almost more than she could take.

"You're gonna pay mutant freak."

Her vision swum for a moment before locking on the man towering above her, he looked to be in his late forties, black and white speckled beard and in dire need of a new set of teeth. He had a hunting rifle in his hand, pointing it at her chest menacingly. "Where's ya friend from the telly?"

Emma glared at the barrel of the gun, clearly the man hadn't realised that a gunshot wouldn't so much as scratch her skin. She ignored him, turning her gaze back to the over turned car. One of the man's friends was pulling Kayla from the wreckage, she wasn't moving.

"Jerry, this one looks human." He said alarmed, laying her out on the grass.

Emma felt her blood go cold. "That's because she is human." She hissed, attempting to crawl towards her. The man above slammed his foot down on to her chest, crushing her in place.

"She ain't human; she's probably one of 'ose mind ones that mess with ya head."

The other one nodded, leaning down over her, checking her pulse. "We'll she's alive as best as i can tell, don't know for how long though."

Emma struggled again, fighting against her own pain.

"Stay still." Jerry yelled, pushing the gun up under her chin.

"She's not a part of this," Emma lied. "I don't even know her, i just needed a ride."

Jerry looked worried for a second; as did the other man, hurting a mutant was one thing, but hurting a human? "You're lying." he said, not as convinced as he was before.

Emma tried to move, tried to struggle against the weight but it was too much, every move she made the glass crept in deeper; it was like her own personal hell. "Now you're gonna tell me where you friend is, freak! Or I'm gonna blow your head off. Don't think I won't."

"Do it then," She taunted, "I'm not telling you anything."

Jerry smiled a little at that, his fingers itching towards the trigger. "You're not going to tell me?"

She shook her head determinedly. "Not a chance."

He pulled the trigger and the bullet broke into shards, bouncing off her skin. Jerry let out a yelp of surprise, than a holler of pain as one of the shards lodged itself in his shoulder. Emma used the opportunity to crawl to her feet, every inch of her body aching miserably, she could barely breathe the fire in her lungs was so bad.

Jerry raised the butt of his gun at her, using all his force to swing at her head, she blocked it quickly, using her other spare arm to land a jab in his already injured shoulder. It seemed Wade's training session had payed off.

The other man, seeing his friend's plight, ran full force at her, tackling her to the ground. Her skin might be impenetrable but the impact with the hard ground still knocked the wind out of her. Her previous injuries inflamed furiously and she let out a cry of pain, her head spinning again. The man did what Jerry had done earlier, stamping a large boot down onto her chest. He raised his own gun, pointing it this time at her sister. He smiled to himself. "Let's try this again missy, tell me where your friends is, or I blow this humans head off."

Emma glanced at her sister, her eyes were still closed, but she could see the steady rise and fall of her chest. She felt a cold chill run through her, how was she supposed to chose? Her sister? Or Wade? Both meant so much too her, to lose either ... she wouldn't know what to do with herself.

She turned back to the man again and his finger hovered of the trigger. "I'm only going to ask you one more time," he bellowed. "Where is he?"

Emma chest constricted, how was she supposed to choose?

A/N Next chap will be up soon! Thank you all for reading and sticking with me!