Return to Weapon X

Her shocked eyes looked at the weapon in her opposite's hands, while she automatically stepped back. "Where's he?" Jean asked through clenched teeth and met Wraith's eyes

That one was still grinning and shrugged. "Don't know. Maybe burned and healing or already dead… Well, I hope it's the last one, so we can have a bit fun with you." Seeing that the woman raised her hands, he shook his head and loaded the weapon. "Ah, ah! Don't even think about using one of your tricks."

"Think you can stop me?" Jean shot back and felt an incredible fury rising with her.

"Think you can stop the bullet before it kills you?" Wraith gave back and narrowed his eyes. "Think about it, slut! You're not the only one who dies then…" Making another step backwards, she didn't break eye contact. Still she heard how a bit of the ice under her feet fell down the abyss. "Do you still like him?" Wraith asked smirking and came slowly closer. "After what you've seen he's capable off?" Laughing slightly he shook his head. "Too bad that the reprogramming didn't work. I bet you would have loved to see the whole animal in him…" Breathing heavily in anger, the red head looked behind her and saw more ice falling down. Turning around, she narrowed her eyes and finally saw something that could help her. "At least I would have fun watching him screwing you."

"I bet on that," she hissed and concentrated harder as a bullet nearly hit her.

"I said no tricks. Think I wouldn't notice?" he barked and stepped closer. "I'm sick of these games!" Searching through his pockets, he suddenly held new cuffs in his hands. "And believe me bitch, after you're back in your cell the two of us will have fun!" Reaching out to grab her, Jean suddenly gasped in shock. Confused by her look, Wraith turned around and yelled in pain as claws cut open his armor and made him fell to the ground. Seeing Wolverine, who was about to jump at him again, Jean quickly got out of the way and only saw the soldier moving behind her. Suddenly, another shot echoed and her eyes widened in shock…

Panting, she slowly turned around and stared at the still smoking gun in Wraith's hand, whose eyes stared with the same shocked expression back at her. Gasping, Jean noticed the small, bleeding hole on Wolverine's back, who stood right between the soldier and her and had his claws buried in his opposite's chest. Hearing Wraith giving death rattles, she watched in slow motion how this one fell backwards when Wolverine retracted his claws out of his opposite's body. Seeing how their enemy's eyes widened even more when he noticed his fall, Jean suddenly gasped as his hand grabbed Wolverine's wrist and pulled him with him over the edge down the abyss.

"No!" Jean screamed in shock and sped forward; dropping on her knees on the edge. Staring down the abyss, she felt her heart beating in every inch of her body, while her breath came only in heavy pants. She knew she wasn't shaking because of the cold right now. Desperately she waited for a movement, hoped that he had managed to plunge his claws into the ice and stopped his fall, but there was none. She kept on calling his name for an eternity until she realized that it was already dark. Staring up into the full moon, hot tears ran down her cheeks when she finally realized the whole impact. Beginning to sob heavily, she wrapped her arms around herself and shook her head.

Kneeling in the snow for hours until she finally had no tears left anymore, Jean looked around into the pitch black darkness, realizing that she was more than lost here. It was so dark by now that she couldn't even see her hands anymore. Shaking heavily, she got up to her feet and slowly stumbled forward until she touched cold, snow covered stones. Keeping on touching and feeling her way, she somehow managed to return to the path she had climbed up before. Still, Jean had no idea how she could possibly escape from here. She couldn't just sit down and wait for the sun to rise. By then she would definitely have frozen to death. Shrieking when she lost balance, she quickly grabbed the first thing she touched to keep herself from falling. Looking up to the moon again, she sighed in frustration and sat down.

Staring into the darkness, which surrounded her completely, she jumped by the tiniest sounds she heard. To her it appeared as if the cold had even increased and was eating her up from the inside by now. Jean knew it was her fault. She knew she should have used her powers way earlier and not listen to him about saving her powers. She couldn't even tell what had made her so weak in the past months…

Crying again by the thought of her friend, Jean realized once more how lost she was and pulled her legs closer. The only thing she hoped for now was that her call for help had reached anyone. That they would come and help her out…

Suddenly Jean's head shot up when she heard growling. Getting up slowly, she pressed herself against the cold rock face and tried to locate where the noises came from. She heard quick movements through the snow, while the growling even increased as suddenly a howl echoed through the mountains. "Wolves…," she gasped and switched her eyes back and forth in the darkness, knowing that the animals could see her while she was completely blind.

Shrieking, Jean jumped aside when the growl was right next to her. Using her telekinesis automatically, a loud painful howl was heard and she could tell that she had hit the wolf. But she also knew that she had just made his pack furious.

The movements became even quicker and approached while the growls were more threatening by now. Panting, Jean reached out and tried to find her way back to the spot where Wraith had caught her. Moving as quickly as she could, Jean slipped on the frozen eyes several times and barely caught her fall, while the wolves apparently had no problems with it. Hearing growls behind her again, she sent another wave into the darkness; hoping that it would stop the animals for some time. When her fingers touched fresh snow again, she quickly got up to her feet and turned around; facing a spot of which she thought was the path to where she was now.

It didn't take long and she heard the animals approaching. Growling, they came closer and had their eyes fixed on their blind prey. Panting, this one kept on turning her head while she sent waves into every direction. But soon, she heard movements from all sides. Snow cracking behind her, while someone howled right next to her, other were growling in front of the scared mutant while more followed. Food was rare in the winter, so the animals wanted to kill their prey by all means. Concentrating on them, Jean raised her hand and heard a whimper after one of them hit the rock face heard. Nevertheless, it only made them more furious.

Shrieking, the woman jumped aside a bit after a wolf tried to bit her and fell down to the ground in the next second. Desperately she raised her hands and sent her powers into every direction possible, but soon the growls increased even more and she heard them leaping at her…

And whimpering in the next second. Confused, Jean stared into the darkness and heard them growling again, but one growl didn't sound like them. Her heart began to beat triple rhythms and she slowly backed off until her hand touched the edge. Obviously, the wolves fought against something which was stronger than them or of what they were afraid, since the whimpers were heard more often. When a loud painful howl echoed through the mountains and the wolves ran off, Jean startled in fear and began to pant even heavier.

Quivering, she heard something approaching and stopping right in front of her. Instinctively, the woman raised her hand and was about to strike, as her wrist were grabbed firmly. "No, let me go!" she yelled and fought against her attacker, who suddenly dropped to the ground with a hissing sound.

"It's me…"

Immediately, Jean's eyes grew wide as her wrists were released. "Logan…?" she asked in a whisper and felt how her heart stopped beating.

"Yeah…," he replied barely audible.

Pulling a face in relief, she reached out into the darkness. "Where are you?" Feeling how his hand touched hers, she quickly bent forward and clung to him sobbing. "God, I thought you were dead…," Jean cried and buried her face on his shoulder; feeling that the remains of his clothes were soaked.

Holding her, he heaved some heavy pants. "I'll be if we don't find a place to rest…"

Confused, she looked up. "What do you mean?" Running down her hands on his body, she suddenly gasped in shock. "You're bleeding…" Letting her fingers carefully trail over the deep wound on his abdomen, she felt how the blood soon dripped from it. With widened eyes, Jean looked at him. "You're bleeding to death…" Hearing how he stumbled to his feed and pulled her with her, she held onto him tightly. "You can't move with this wound, Logan…"

Turning his head in the darkness, his look made her startle when the moonlight was reflected in his eyes. "What's wrong with your eyes?" Jean asked him frightened and stepped back a bit.

"Nightvision. How do you think have I been able to find you?" he asked her and grabbed her hand again to keep moving.

"You never told me…"

"Well, you never asked…"

Leaning against him a bit more, she followed him down the path and into the snow again. Still, she was more than worried. If the healing process took too long, he would lose too much blood on their way. And if he collapsed, she couldn't help him without any medical equipment. "You really need to rest…," she said calmly after a while when he stumbled.

"I rest when we found a place…," Logan grunted and led her further through the thick snow and through the mountain. Following the moon for some time, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Jean asked him alarmed and clung tighter to him.

"There is a cave…," he replied and walked to it sniffing. "Can't smell an animal but you better wait on the outside." Feeling how he let go off her, Jean instantly felt scared again. Not being able to see anything was the most horrible thing she had ever experienced in her life. It was horrible. Shrieking when he touched her again, she heard his brief apology and followed him into the cave. "Stay here."

"Why? Where are you going?" Jean asked him when his footsteps slowly disappeared.

"We need fire," was everything he said before he was gone again.

Shaking, the red head reached out until she touched stones again and slowly sat down. Pulling her legs as close as possible while she wrapped her arms around her body, she waited.

After what appeared to her as an awful long time, she finally heard movement on the outside again and soon wood fell down to the ground. "Isn't it wet?" Jean asked into the darkness, not able to locate him, while she heard him working on it.

"It should work," Logan answered and pulled a lighter out of his pocket.

"Where did you get that?" she asked him surprised after a flame lit up the cave a bit and she gasped by the sight of him.

"From one of them." Concentrating hard while he ignored the heavy pain in his upper body he finally managed to light up a leaf. Quickly he gave it to the rest of the wood and waited until it caught fire, too. Seeing that it worked, he slowly came over to her and let himself fell down to the ground in exertion.

"You look horrible," was everything Jean could say when she crawled closer to examine his wounds. "And you're freezing cold…"

"Look who's talking," Logan replied and met her gaze briefly before he closed his eyes. "It will heal…" Frowning when something dripped down on his cheek, he opened them again just to look directly into her tear strained face. Burying her face in her hand, Jean began to sob heavily. Hissing in pain, he slowly sat up and pulled her close.

"I really thought you were dead…," Jean cried and wrapped her arms around his neck, when he pulled her onto his lap.

"Well, he is," Logan said darkly and narrowed his eyes for a moment. Feeling how his healing factor finally caught up with the damage, he began to feel very tired. Still, he couldn't fall asleep without risking freezing to death or that animals would find them here. "Keep me awake, will ya?" Feeling how she touched his cheeks he grabbed her hands softly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Jean replied tiredly and stroked over his cheeks while she felt his warm breath on her skin. "Only pretty messed up…" Hearing him chuckle slightly, she bent forward a bit.

Logan wasn't surprised when her lips touched his. At the same time he was, since he still wasn't used to her doing so. Pulling her closer, he deepened the kiss; feeling how his heart began to race in his chest. Breaking it, he rested his forehead against hers and sighed, while she stroked through his hair gently. Suddenly feeling nervous, he opened his eyes again to look at her when she cuddled up to him, but just as he was about to open his mouth, the outside was illuminated by a searchlight. Startling in shock, both mutants switched her eyes to the entrance and were immediately alarmed. "Wait here!" Logan said and pulled her off his lap before he extracted his claws and moved towards the entrance. Looking around the corner, he narrowed his eyes a bit and looked at the flying machine in the sky. If it was the military, they were definitely more than only in trouble.

Seeing how the searchlight suddenly switched towards him, Logan quickly retreated around the corner again just to see that the jet was landing. "Damn it…," he cursed and felt how Jean was standing behind him.

"Is it them?" she asked and prepared herself to fight, as he raised his hand to tell her to step behind him.

Narrowing his eyes, Logan watched hoe the hatch of the jet opened and two people appeared. Not able to see who they were since the searchlight was still blinding them, he stepped back and prepared to jump at the intruder who approached the cave entrance. "Stay behind me!" he hissed and shoved Jean behind his back, while he kept his eyes on the entrance. Seeing how large shadows were projected against the stones, he began to growl alarmingly and his eyes darkened. Sniffing, he suddenly stopped…

"What's wrong?" Jean immediately asked since she had noticed the change.

"Michael?" Logan asked and made the red head frown even more.

"Logan?" came the reply from the entrance and soon a man of average height with black hair came around the corner, followed by a tall blonde woman in a blue and white dress.

"Got, it's good to see you guys," the X-Men said and retracted his claws again.

What happened to you?" the woman asked him shocked when she saw the remains of clothes on her opposite's body which were soaked in blood.

"Bad things, darlin'," Logan replied and took Jean's hand. "Good that you followed the call."

"That scared Heather and Narya to death, pal!" the man said as his eyes suddenly caught the sight of the red head, who looked rather scared at them. "And who is that?" he asked more softly and nodded towards the woman behind Logan's back.

"Jean. She called for help," this one explained briefly and came closer. "Look, can you give as a ride? We really want to get out of here."

That's why we're here, Logan!" the woman called Narya said and made an inviting gesture towards the jet. Following them, Jean clung tight to him, completely confused now.

"Who are they?" she asked Logan mentally and met his eyes briefly.

"Friends of mine. I'll explain later, darlin', okay?" he replied on the same way and entered the jet with her on his hands.

"Oh my God, that's Logan!" a small woman with red hair suddenly shrieked and jumped out of her chair, just to throw herself at him. Hugging him tightly, she looked at him in shock. "What happened to you? Why are you here and look like you've been put into a shredder?"

Chuckling, Logan let go of her, but still held her hand which Jean noticed. "Long story. I'm only glad you guys are here!"

"I always said you are a magnet for trouble, pal!" another man said from the cockpit and waved a hello at them. "Give them dry clothes and blankets. They already look half dead!"

"Hi, I'm Heather," the red head said and held out a hand.

Taking it, still skeptical, Jean shook it slowly. "I'm Jean…"

Hearing how the hatch closed and heat slowly increased again, Heather pointed towards some lockers and beckoned them to come over. "Here are some dry clothes. Do you guys want to eat something? We have taken food and water with us on purpose. Where you the one who was in my head all of a sudden?" she asked and turned to Jean.

"Yes, sorry for that. But we really needed help…," this one apologized.

"Don't worry! But you guys still have to explain what had messed you up that much." The woman shook her head and handed each of them clothing when the jet slowly rose into the air. "I'll get some blankets. You can use the room there to change."

"Thanks!" Logan said and shoved Jean into it, while he waited on the outside. After she had changed into dry clothes again, he entered the room.

"Here's a blanket!" Heather said and handed it to Jean. Scanning the woman from head to toe, she noticed her condition. "Are you pregnant?" she asked her and saw how Jean put a hand on her belly.

"Yeah…," the red head replied calmly and turned her head when Logan came out of the room. Immediately he was handed a blanket, too.

"We make a check if everything's fine as soon as we reach our place, okay?" Heather said and smiled at her encouragingly. "Come on, sit down here. Narya is heating up a soup for you."

"Thank you," Jean said and smiled back slightly before she watched how Logan sat down in one of the seats. Looking at him briefly, she finally walked over to him and sat down on his lap instead in the free seat. Sighing, she closed her eyes when he pulled her close. "Can't believe we made it…," she mumbled tiredly when she finally realized what happened.

"Told you so!" Logan replied and rested his head against hers.

Meeting his eyes, she gave him a brief kiss. "Thank you…," she whispered and made him frown.

"For what?"

"For getting us out."

Looking down, he cleared his throat briefly. "So you're not shocked or scared of me now?"

Shaking her head, Jean cuddled up to him again. "You were right…," she replied calmly and slowly dozed off into sleep. "It was either us or them…"

Pulling a strand out of her face, Logan also closed his eyes and it didn't take long before he, too, fell asleep…

Okay, that wasn't planned. LOL I just started typing today and after finishing part 11, I actually wanted to turn of my pc, but ten I thought, nope you want to go on. So, here it is. LOL I typed both parts in approximately 4 hours by now and hope you enjoyed it. From what I can say it's still two more parts to go. Well, please review!!! See ya!!!