The next day everyone woke up late, since classes weren't starting until the New Year. Well when I say everyone I mean everyone but me, Logan woke me up like usual to train. We spared in the gym for over an hour until my muscles started to protest their overuse. While we were sipping water and cooling down Remy came walking into the room. Smirking at us with a cocky attitude he looked Logan up and down and then spoke like a man with a death wish.

"Hey Wolvie how 'bout goin a few rounds with moi? Been meanin to try out my present." Without another word he whipped out a bo staff from behind his back. It was metal and telescopic like his old one, but this one was shining and new with beautiful designs etched into the metal. I smugly grinned to myself that he actually liked my present. Logan cocked an eyebrow at the gift and studied it for a moment, Remy took in his expression with amusement.

"Yep, Ol' Santa decided to have mercy on Remy this year. Guess I've been a good boy, eh Chere?" His gaze swept over me and gave a wink that made me roll my eyes. Logan grinned in a non-humorous way, clearly he hadn't let go of his earlier suspicions.

"As much as I would love to go a few rounds with you Gumbo, it's better I keep you in working condition. In case I need to hand your rear end to you later down the road." Remy pulled a face that could have been called a puppy face as Logan dismissed himself from the gym. He twirled his new bo in hand a few times before facing me.

"How bout you Chere, fancy goin a few rounds with me?" I pulled my own smirk and shook my head a few times.

"Nope you heard Logan, we need to keep you undamaged." Turning my back to get my water bottle I heard a sound behind me. Remy chuckled and I spun around to face him with a suspicious look on my face.

"What's with the chuckle." Remy chuckled a bit more and regained himself long enough to answer me.

"Well Chere, since you are a woman I can respect that you actually think you could hurt me. But I honestly I could not picture you harmin a butterfly." I cocked an eyebrow at him and set down my water bottle. Normally I would have walked away from that, but not with him no sir. Slowly I shifted my weight and turned my body to the side while keeping my eyes trained on him. Clearly seeing my obvious fighting stance Remy shrugged his shoulders and set aside his bo and jacket. As he faced me I realized how different we looked. I was strung tighter then a bow string and bouncing on my toes ready to go. He on the other hand was facing me head on feet planted and relaxed, content to wait for my move. When I finally surged forward I was caught of guard before you could blink Remy was standing behind me. I had to adjust my fighting style, Remy was a lot faster than Logan. To have a prayer in this fight I'd have to rely on tact-ed rather than strength.

Taking a deep breath I began to walk slowly so we were circling each other. I must have looked like a tiger as I eyed him up looking for a weak spot. Surprisingly Remy made the next move, coming at me I braced myself to block him. Then at the last second he flipped over my head and checked my arms pinning me against him. I shifted trying to find way to break his hold but Remy just chuckled again, I was beginning to hate that chuckle. Then Remy leaned in closer and whispered directly into my ear warm and quiet.

"Got you. You just say the word Chere and I'll let you go. You know what word I'm talking about, oncle." Moving his head so it was on my shoulder I felt his stubble scrap my cheek lightly, that was when I hatched a plan. Closing my eyes I leaned my head back so it was resting against his shoulder, sagging against him I let out a breath. Then in my meekest quietest voice I said.

"Remy." He hummed in response waited for me to continue that was when my window opened. Faster then I'd ever moved before I executed a move that Logan had taught me. Before he knew what hit him Remy was flat on his back looking up at me. Hands on my hips I smiled and stepped over his supine form picking up my things. Before I walked out I looked back at Remy who was picking himself up. Not being able to resist I left him with this parting sally.

"Leave it to you Remy to let yourself get distracted by a woman during a fight." Turning my back I walked away but I heard Remy call out after me.

"Don't I know it!" Laughing I finally got cleaned up and made my way down to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I had about few minutes of solitude before I was joined by Logan. We were comfortable for a while talking about nothing. He gave me a lot of pointers as to what I'd done wrong in our lesson, and what he wanted me to improve on. At one point he made me laugh hard enough to throw my head back and the Logan paused. He reached forward and carefully picked up my pendant studying it for a long minute. Shaking his head he released me and leaned back in his seat.

"What?" I asked him impatiently. Logan just took a swig of his drink and said very carefully.

"I just hope you know what your doing kid." I rolled my eyes at him unconsciously picking at the necklace. Picking up my own cup I told him in my most smart-aleck-ish voice.

"I'm not that much of a kid Logan, I can handle myself." Nodding his head Logan looked at me with an appraising look.

"I know but fair warning kid, so can I." With that he walked away and I was left behind feeling very confused and a little worried.

"What does that even mean?" I called after him. After lunch I was left to myself and I found my thoughts wandering. Mostly I thought about Logan's accusation and how strange it was. I know for a fact that Logan wouldn't accuse anyone without being certain. Slowly I went down to the lab and looked over the place from top to bottom. It looked clean as a whistle, everything was in place right where we left it. Then why couldn't I get rid of the feeling that I was wrong. Eventually though I shook it off, after all I'd made the decision to trust Remy. At the risk of sounding shamelessly cliché Logan was only human, I mean he can make mistakes.

That evening at the park

Remy sat down on an old bench and twiddled his thumbs, this was the place he'd been contacted to wait at. It was a minute he was left waiting before Hojo walked in front of him. Remy smirked and was armed with a witty remark but the smirk faded. Hojo wasn't moving to sit down, in fact his face said that he wasn't there to play around. Quietly the Japanese took a step closer setting of alarm bells in Remy's mind, then Hojo spoke.

"I apologize my friend." Then

BLACKNESS

When Remy came to he couldn't see, except for pinpricks of light that bled through the cloth covering his eyes. All at once the bag over his head was ripped away and Remy blinked against the sudden blindness that followed. Slowly regaining his wits he fought against the massive headache that was resonating from the back of his head. Looking across from him Remy took in a man in a tailored suit smoking on a cigar that smelled distinctly Cuban. Behind the man stood Hojo with his arms crossed looking casually disinterested. The man took a drag from his cigar before speaking in a very detached voice.

"Hello Mr. Lebeau I hear you've been heckling my employees looking for some profit." Not answering Remy shrugged his shoulders.

"I apologize for the rough handling Gambit but you do have a bit of a reputation. As a business man I prefer to take only calculated risks, and your what I'd call a wild card." The man grinned in a non-humorous way.

"I also hear that you have the solution to a little mistake said employees are guilty of." The man got up from his seat and stood directly in front of Remy looking him over critically.

"So Gambit, lets talk shop shall we."

So there you go. Some how I can see Logan acting like a big brother, and Anna's feeling suspicious. And a kidnapped Gambit. If there's anyway that I can thicken the plot anymore let me know.