A/N- Okay, I just reread the first sentence of this chapter and had a very strong sense of desha vu. Wednesday night I found myself on a hospital bed being rolled into and ER. Not kidding. That's just plain weird. But at least now I know how much it sucks to have a bunch of tests ran on you xD Honestly, the only good thing that came out of that long 24 hours at the hospital is that I can sort of relate more to Roxanne now.

Back to your regularly scheduled programming.

OH ONE MORE THING

I don't own X-men, but Roxanne and Mattie and Jack who is only mentioned in previous chapters are mine, and Eloise is Pepper's cause Eloise is based off of Pepper and Pepper I am sorry I scared you by telling you I was in the hospital and not telling you why D:

Oh yeah and I made up Dr. Adams.

OK I'M DONE XD

I woke on a hospital stretcher being wheeled into an ER. I felt strange; I felt perfectly fine but drained at the same time. My hands were still pressed against my stomach where I had been shot. However, instead of feeling the blood coming out of the wound, I only felt a small object wedged between my hands and chest. As someone pulled my hands away from my stomach, I picked up the small object. I squinted at it, and realized it was a bullet.

"She's fine," I heard someone say. "There's no bullet hole, just blood around where it may have been."

I turned over the bullet in my fingers, raised it up, and said weakly. "I got it."

Until now, it seemed that none of the doctors had noticed that I was awake.

"She's up!" one said in surprise.

'Not for long,' I thought to myself as I slipped back into unconsciousness.

Before everything went dark again, I heard one say, "Does she remind you of someone?"

I woke slowly, taking in my surroundings one piece at a time. The lights were off, but I could make out the room. I was in a bed with a thick, white duvet over top of me. Above my head there were three monitors, each beeping away rhythmically. If I had to guess – from my history of medical emergencies – I'd say it was in some kind of hospital room, except that the smell of antiseptic was barely noticeable. I sat up, peeling two small suction-cup things off of my forehead as I did.

I looked around the room once more, realizing Eloise was nowhere in sight. I felt panic quickly settle in. Had she been hurt in the crash, or worse? I jumped out of bed, and threw the door open. I guessed that it was nighttime, because the lighting was dim in the hallway as well as the rooms; but that wouldn't have made sense, I felt like it was only hours since I was on the stretcher but it should be day if that was the case. I went from door to door, looking through the small glass window on the sides of the doors, trying to find my cousin. After a little while, I spotted her out cold under a giant quilt.

I opened the door quietly, not wanting to disturb her. I walked over to her bed, and sat down on the edge. She had three monitors above her head as well, taking note of her pulse, brain waves and such. However, unlike me, Eloise had a needle sticking out of her arm and the beeping wasn't consistent. A small blood-bag hung from a hook nearby. She had a thin cut on her cheek, and several more down her forearms, which were covered in thick white gauze.

I curled up at the base of her bed around her legs. I now knew what it was like to see someone you loved in a hospital room, with monitors watching their vitals and needles in their arms. I blinked back tears and slowly fell into a restless sleep.

"I want to show you something I noticed while looking at Roxanne's x-rays," Dr. Adams said as she walked next to Professor Xavier. The two walked (or in Professor Xavier's case, wheeled) into a small room, the only source of light coming from a lighted board. Two x-rays were clipped on the board, both of arms.

"This," Dr. Adams said, pointing to the smaller arm, "is an x-ray of Roxanne's arm, and this," she said, pointing to the other x-ray of a thicker arm "is an X-ray of Logan's arm."

"They both have claws," Professor Xavier said, completing Dr. Adams' thought.

She nodded, "Yes, and she regenerated after being thrown out of a plane and shot."

"This can't just be a coincidence," Professor Xavier mused, "there must be some connection between Logan and Roxanne."

"Maybe they're relatives," Dr. Adams suggested, "they do look alike."

"Something else to think about is the shooting; we need to find out who shot Roxanne, and why," Professor Xavier added. "She should be up by now, I'll see if I can get any information out of her."

But, much to their surprise, Roxanne's bed was empty. Dr. Adams flew into a panic.

"This is not good; this is not good!" she said, wringing her hands.

"Calm down, she's probably with her cousin," Professor Xavier reassured her. He led her to Eloise's room, where they found Roxanne curled up on the bed next to her. "See, she's perfectly fine. We should come back later, when they're both up."

"Roxanne," I heard Eloise grumble, "Roxanne you're sleeping on my leg."

"Hurmm?" I mumbled, half asleep.

"My leg, you're on my leg." She complained.

I rolled over a bit, "Better?" I asked.

"Roxanne you're going to-"

I let out a screech as I fell to the floor. My head smacked on the tile floor with an audible thud.

"Shit!" Eloise hissed. She began to sit up but stopped, her hands flying to her ribs. "You okay?"

I sat and rubbed my head, "Yeah it just hurts like hell," I said sarcastically.

"Are you bleeding? How many fingers?"

"Four fingers," I gingerly pressed my hand to where I hit my head; I pulled them back to find a bit of blood.

"I'm holding up five fingers."

"Four fingers and a thumb," I said sourly. I pressed my hand to the same spot again, but felt no pain. "Okay, that's not weird at all," I thought out loud.

Eloise snapped her fingers, "Regeneration."

I looked up at her and cocked my head.

"You were thrown out of a plane and shot, yet you're perfectly fine."

"Guess I take after my dad," I said. I thought of Creed, and shivered as I climbed back onto the bed.

"You're on my leg."

"Sorry."

A/N-

See I would never mortally wound Roxanne and have her die from it ;) I may mortally wound her several times over the course of this story, but I wouldn't kill her. Mebbie. Hrmmm now that I think about it…. :D

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STAY TUNED FOR NEXT WEEK WHEN OUR VALIANT HERO GOES SLEDDING! Or is that chapter 11? Yeah I think it is. STAY TUNED FOR NEXT WEEK WHEN OUR VALIANT HERO… umm… MEETS HER NEW ROOMMATE! Yeah. That sounds about right. Guess who Roxy's roommate is :D No. Not Mattie. He already has a cranky roommate named Bobby. And it's not Eloise. I gave Eloise THE WORLDS BEST ROOMMATE! And if a certain two people spill roommate assignments you're gonna GET IT. It being that chapter ten will be posted in two weeks, not one. You know who you are.

Next chapter up next Sunday! Possibly with less of my ramblings xD

Oh and look I remembered the page dividers this time

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