Chapter 25

"Tear's of an Angel"

Freddy stormed into Xavier's office, belowing at the top of his lungs, "WHAT THE HELL DID YA DO TO HER?!!"

Taken back by Freddy's outburst, Xavier nearly toppled out of his chair, "GAH!!! Freddrick!"

Freddy stomped up to him, grabbed his wheel chair, lifted it up along with him inside, and slammed him high up into the wall, "WHAT THE HELL DID YA DO TO, ANGEL?!!"

"Freddrick, calm down!"

"YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO BE HELPING HER! NOT MAKING HER CRY!"

Xavier had no choice but to use his powers on the young mutant or else he would risk total destruction of his office and possibly his life. "Freddrick! You are going to calm down now!" he focused his mind, making Freddy put him down and back away. Freddy grunted and struggled against Xavier's powers, but it was all in vain. "Now... You are going to remain calm and we will discuss this as adults. Do you understand me?"

"Nugh! I-I under... stand..."

"Good." Xavier released his hold.

Just as soon as he did. The rest of the X-men who were present inside the mansion, including Toad, had come rushing to the rescue.

"Professor!" yelled Scott, "Are you alright?! What happened?" his heart jumped at the sight of the room.

"It's alright, everyone. Freddrick and I are having a private conversation right now, so if you would be so kind..." he motioned for them to go, but found that they were all hesitant, "It's alright. I'll call you if I need you." with that everyone had left, leaving the two alone, "Now, then. Let's start from the beginning, shall we?"

"I wanna know what you did to make Angel cry."

Xavier heaved a heavy sigh, "Something happened in the session that I wasn't expecting and things went wrong."

"What exactly?"

"I tried having her approach her past by entering her mind and having unlock repressed memories that she has built up for her life time. It was all going well, until..."

"Until what, Professor?"

"Until Angel met her other personality."

"What?"

"Angel apparently has another personality that isn't exactly friendly and is a bit more dangerous than most. I encountered it once before when I entered her mind."

"Wait! You mean-"

"Yes, Freddrick. The first and only time I went into her mind and came out with claw marks on my chest."

"What the hell you take her in there for?"

"I wasn't expecting it to be so close to the surface..." he held his head in one hand and sighed, "Where is Angel right now, Freddrick?"

"I don't know. She came to my room crying, the bolted. I think something spooked her."

"Oh, no!" Xavier tried to wheel out of the office, but his chair wouldn't move do to the damage Freddy had done to it, "Freddrick! We need to find Angel right now! I fear that I may have opened a rift inside her mind that may allow the other personality more access to her subconcious."

"I'll take you to cerebro!"

"No. We have to get a hold of Logan, only he will be able to find her. Niether cerbro nor I will be able to find her. She is not a true mutant and she is able to block my powers. I'll contact Logan myself, you and whoever is left inside the mansion go and find her."

Meanwhile, outside; back where Angel had stopped...

Angel breathed heavily as she struggled to lock away her inner demon, completely unaware that she was not alone. Footsteps fell quietly as they approached her and a large hand touched her shoulder. She froze at the touch, too exhausted from her run and fighting with her inner demon that she was unable to focus any of her senses, and too weak to possibly put up much of a fight. She gulped with fear and slowly turned her head to see who the hand had belonged to.

Logan was staring at the child with a grim expression. He had stormed out of the mansion earlier and went for a ride, but on his way back he wasn't ready to back inside. So he decided to meditate in the woods till he had calmed down. His meditation was disturbed by the sounds of Angel's frantic running and he was shocked to see that she had not noticed that she had just ran by him. Once he saw her face, he immediatey recognized the expression she held in her eyes. Tourment, fear, rage, and something deep inside that wanted to come out that she did not.

"Hey..." he said in a gruff, but soft voice, "You okay?"

Angel wiped her eyes and turned away from him. At the moment she was glad that it wasn't Sabertooth who had found her, but at the same time she was angry that it had to be Logan.

He tried again, "You wanna talk about it or continue watching the grass grow."

She scowled at his remark and pulled away from him. Standing back up, she turned to face him, gave him the finger, and began to walk off. Logan growled angrily, he reach out and grabbed her by her upper arm, and yanked her back to face him. The two of them stared at eachother defiantly, neither one backing down any time soon.

Suddenly Logan felt the presence of Xavier in the back of his mind.

'Logan?'

'What is it, Chuck? I'm kinda busy.'

'Whatever you're doing at this moment you need to stop and find Angel. Our therapy session went wrong and now she's run off.'

'Don't worry, Chuck. I've got Angel right here.'

'Oh, thank goodness.' Xavier paused for a moment, 'You haven't hurt her have you?'

'Not yet. The brat flipped me off and ain't talkin'.'

'Please, don't hurt her, Logan. She's been through a lot today and she has been remarkabley good up until now. Logan..."

'What?'

'She knows that you are her father.'

'So who blabbed? Beast?'

'No. The demon that's insider her did.'

'Say what now?'

'It's a long story. Just, please, bring her back before anything else happens and before Freddrick becomes more frantic.'

Logan stared down at the girl with pity, still unable to come to terms about his feeling of his new found daughter. He let go of her arm and motioned her with his head, "Come on. The other's are worried about ya. Especially your boyfriend."

She hesitated, but followed him non the less. They walked for a while and soon came across the others. Freddy and Todd were the first to greet her and had rushed up to her and embraced her in a bone crushing bear hug. Once they knew she was safe, they all headed back to the mansion, and spent the rest of the day relaxing. Logan however could not. He still did not know how to approach the subject of Angel and could not help but watch her whenever she was nearby. He was taking notes of her behavior, studying what makes her smile, what makes her sad, and what makes her tick. He found that most of her happiness came from being with Freddy and Todd, saddness came when she and Freddy were alone, and anger came when everyone asked her about her therapy sessions or about Sabertooth. But for some reason he found himself mostly interested why Freddy made her sad and chance came by when he walked upon the two conversing in the middle of the night in the kitchen. He watched with the door slightly cracked open.

Angel had already been given a replacement communicator, so she was able to speak once more without the use of her hands.

"Angel..." Freddy began, "I'm really worried about you. You've been running away a lot lately."

'I know.' she looked down at her feet, 'I'm sorry. I tried not to, but I just got scared.'

"Is it because of you other personality?"

'Who told you?!'

"Xavier."

'I could have sworn that therapists were sworn to secrecey about their patients.' she chuckled inside her mind, 'I can't believe that I just admitted that I'm crazy.'

"You're not crazy!"

'Oh, yeah? How can you be sure? You're not a doctor. You haven't seen what's inside my head. When I'm bullied, pissed, or near death I turn into an entirely different person. One that's not afraid to die or afraid to kill. If I've ever killed anyone I don't even remember it! And to make it all more fun, my alter personality talks to me and I talk back, so not only do people think I'm crazy, I act crazy too.'

"I know you, Angel. You're not crazy. You just have some problems-"

'You're not helping, Freddy.'

"Sorry... Look. I just... I just really worry about ya. I want you to get better that's all."

'That's all, huh?' she held disappointment in her voice, 'Nothing else?' she turned her back to him, hugging herself.

"Angel?" he reached out to her, but she walked away.

'It's strange really... Knowing that I have something living inside my head, waiting to take over any moment. Knowing that it hates everything that I know and love and hates me for being stupid and weak. I've seen the inside of my head, Freddy. It's filled with locked boxes with recent and past memories. I-I don't know why most of them were locked away. I don't even understand why it wants me to remember that horrible night when my fa-' her body trembled a bit, 'When... Victor Creed... Hurt... Me.' Freddy hugged her from behind and held her tight, 'I-I loved him as a daughter should. Mama told me that me loved me no matter how angry he'd gotten and that I should never stop loving him. Why... Why would he do such a thing like that to me?'

"Because he's a sick man, Angel, and I'm trying not to be mean. I never meant to force my feelings about him onto you. I just... I just wanted you to see him for what he really is. I don't want to lose you, Angel. You mean a lot to me."

She leaned into him, a tear running down her cheek, 'I don't want to lose you either, Freddy. I care about you more than just a friend. If we'd of gotten together long before all of this had happened, I'd have wanted you to be my first... But it looks like that can't happen now.'

He squeezed her tighter, "I'm so sorry, Angel. I wish I could have gotten you out of there sooner."

'Don't blame yourself, Freddy. There was nothing you could do... It was meant to be.'

"Don't say that!"

'It had to be done, otherwise... I would never have seen my fa-Sabertooth for what he really is. Even if you'd of told me he was bad news from the start, I would have never believed you. God! I'm such an idot!' she wept.

"Please, don't cry, Angel." he tried to hold back his tears, "I hate seeing you in so much pain."

Logan watched the two take comfort in eachother, he felt a moment of sorrow for the girl.

'And... And then she- it. It said that Father only did it because Logan stole his woman and that Logan's really my real father. Why would it say such a hurtful lie, Freddie? Why?'

Suddenly a flash of memories raced across Logan's mind and he found himself remembering having a one nighter with a very tall, blonde, beautiful woman; with cat eyes 17 years ago. She had told him that tomorrow was her wedding night, but it wasn't going to stop her from having one last bit of fun. If he had any morals back then, they all had just went out the door. Her scent was so alluring and she was so beautiful that he couldn't resist. He didn't even bother putting a condom on. When he woke up she was gone. Now as he stands in doorway, watching the young kids before him; he finally realized that Angel is really his offspring.

"She does look like her..." he mumbled.

"I don't know, Angel." said Freddy, "Maybe it's really true..."

'No... I don't want it to be true! My mother's not a whore!'

"At least talk to Beast and do a DNA test before you get worked up. And even if it is true, would it be so bad? He's one of the good guys."

'If he turns out to be my dad... I won't accept him. I don't want any more poser fathers'.'

Freddy said nothing for a while. He didn't want to upset her any more than what she already was. All's he could think of doing was letting her cry out her soul till she was finally calmed down.

After about 15 minutes of crying, she turned around, and hugged Freddy around the neck. He in turn leaned down to return the hug.

'You've always been so good to me, Freddy.' she kissed him on the cheek, 'I wish you would let me be more than just a friend.'

"Angel..."

'For whatever reason it is... I-I accept it and will continue to be your friend. Goodnight, Freddy.'

She kissed him once more on the cheek and left the kitchen. Logan had already made himself scarce by the time she was done talking. Once Freddy came out, he found Logan leaning against the wall with his arms folded and legs crossed.

"How long have you been there?"

"Logan enough." Logan pushed himself off the wall, "Want some friendly advice, kid?"

"Not really."

"Ask the kid out. Everyone knows that you like her and that she likes you."

"I-I can't."

"Hmph Then I hope you can live with yourself, knowing that you possibly let the 'one' get away." he walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer, "Think about it."