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Victor's eyes snapped open, he was in the infirmary, he could smell Kitty, Jean, Scott, and the faint hint of Remy. Something had been shoved in his mouth and down his throat and it was causing him to gag, he reached up and grasped the tube only to have Jean and Kitty try and stop him.

He growled angrily and pushed her hands away before forcefully ripping the tube out and throwing it to the side. Before he even knew he needed it, Jean had placed a bin next to him and he grabbed it and threw up hot sticky blood

Kitty's hand was on his back, trying to soothe the hurt as best she could. He spit the last little bit of blood into the bin before wiping his mouth.

He looked over at Kitty who looked worried and happy at the same time. Victor reached up and brushed his knuckles across her tear stained cheek trying to assure her that he was going to be alright.

"You ok?" she asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yea, great," Victor replied, his voice hoarse and scratchy and Kitty let out a small laugh as she ran a hand through his hair.

"You shouldn't have ripped the tube out, it'll have caused more damage to your throat and it'll make it harder for you to breathe," Jean scolded and he just rolled his eyes at her. "I've had worse," he croaked.

"Where's Jimmy, he ok?" Victor asked and Kitty and Jean looked away.

Fear gripped his heart and he grabbed Kitty's arm, forcing her to look at him. "What happened?" he asked as loudly as he could.

"I'm sorry Victor but...Stryker's got him," she said softly.

Victor froze as he imagined what Stryker was doing to his brother, torturing him, turning him into the ultimate weapon that he had started to do fifteen years ago. Anger bubbled up inside of him and he threw off the thin sheet covering him and got out of the bed, ignoring the buckling of his legs, using the bed to steady himself.

"What are you doing, you need to get back in bed," Kitty said.

"I have to go," Victor said as he looked around for a shirt before deciding that he didn't need one and headed towards the door.

He cursed violently as he was lifted off the ground and made to turn around. "Let me go Jean," he warned.

"Victor you don't stand a chance against the mutant that did this in your state, how do expect to beat him?" she asked.

"I'm gonna rip his fucking head off," the feral growled.

"Do you even know where to find them?" the red head asked.

Victor looked away and Jean set him back down, "I thought so, you need to wait until the professor can find him and then we'll rescue them, but right now you need to let yourself heal so you can be there for your brother."

The feral unhappily made his way back over to the bed and sat down, feeling useless when his brother needed him the most.

Jean left the room, to give the couple some privacy and to tell everyone that he was awake. "I'm sorry Victor," Kitty said softly.

"It's not your fault," he replied with a sigh. "I am the worst older brother in the world," he said and Kitty frowned.

"That's not true," she said.

"Isn't it, I'm never there when he needs me most, I wasn't there for him when Kayla died, or when he got the adamantium put in him, and now he's been captured by that bastard because I let my anger get the better of me and I didn't think when I charged at him, I should have seen his attack coming and because I didn't Stryker's probably wiped Jimmy's memory and turned him into a walking weapon," Victor said as he stood up and began to pace. He wanted to punch something, kill something, he wanted his baby brother back.

"I told him I would always be there to protect him, I can't even do that right," he said softly.

Kitty stood up and moved to stand in front of her lover, she cupped his face with her hands and brought him down to look her in the eyes. "Listen to me, you can't be everywhere at once, you've tried your hardest to be there for him, it isn't your fault you have a whole division of the military after you two, do you really think Logan blames you for anything that's happened to him, if he heard you talk like that he'd punch you in the face for thinking that way," she said sternly. "Now get over it already, you're not going to be help to anyone if you're driving yourself crazy with self-loathing."

Victor looked at her in surprise. "You're right," he replied and she smirked. "Of course I am."

"Uh Kitty...can you let go of my face now?" he asked and she laughed and let him go, allowing him to stand up to his full height.

"Nice ta see ya doin betta," he heard Remy say behind him.

"Rems," Victor said, the guilt hitting him full force as he saw the Cajun's pain filled eyes.

"Ya mus' b' so happy he ok, huh Kitty?" Remy said and Victor knew this conversation was about to go downhill very, very fast.

"Remy I..." Kitty tried to say but the young man cut her off. "Remy know it musta been hard seein him all cut open an all dat, but he been fine now, he here," Remy said, his tone full of disdain as he glared at Victor.

"I tried to save him, if I had my choice it would have been me," Victor said.

"But it wasn' ya, it always b' him, an ya always get there to late ta help him when he need 't," Remy yelled as he crossed the room and got right in Victor's face.

"Don't you think I fucking know that," the feral yelled back as he pushed Remy away from him. The Cajun stumbled back before recovering and punching Victor hard in the face.

"Stop it goddammit, both of you!" Kitty shouted as she got in between the two before they tore each other apart in their worry and anger.

"Remy get out of here now and cool off, Victor sit down and stop growling," she ordered and both men glared at each other for a long moment before doing what they were told.

"Don't make me grab your face again and repeat everything I just said before he walked in here," Kitty warned and Victor looked away from her.

"Victor he's just upset and scared, he's lashing out because the people he really wants to hurt aren't here, it isn't your fault, don't make me stick my hands into that thick head of yours and rearrange your brain until you know I'm telling the truth," she warned and he looked at her in shock and she smirked.

"We'll get them back Vic, I promise," she said softly as she captured his lips in a gentle kiss.

"I think you'd better ask God to give us some help," Victor said as he pulled away.

She smiled "I'll give him a call."

***

Night had fallen and the tension surrounding the mansion hadn't lifted, the night sky was clear and Storm looked up at the millions of stars dotting the massive blank expanse. Her brother was angry and lashing out at everyone and she could do nothing to diffuse his worry.

Victor had recovered from his near fatal wound but seemed just as angry and worried as Remy. The two had been avoiding each other like the plague and Kitty had told her what had happened in the infirmary after Victor had woken.

The Professor was trying so hard to find everyone who had been taken but there was still no trace of them. Storm bit her lip as the thought that they might all be dead crossed her mind. The night sky began to fill with clouds, blocking the light from the full moon and she forced herself to think positively.

It wouldn't make any sense for Stryker to kidnap their students and Logan just to kill them once he had them, he could have done that when he sent his troops in. The clouds rolled away as her hope that they were still alive and that there was still the chance that they would be found.

The moon lit the yard with a pale glow and she was surprised to see a lone figure walking up the drive. She floated up and over the porch railing and moved to take a closer look. She gasped when she realized who the figure was.

Storm ran into the mansion, "Logan is back!" she yelled happily and she was met with a sea of shocked faces. Victor and Remy jumped out of their seats and raced to the front door, the rest of the mansion following close behind.

"Logan!"

"Jimmy!"

The two men raced towards the younger feral who was still walking calmly towards them with his head bowed.

"Stop!" they heard Xavier yell from behind them and Victor and Remy skidded to a stop just a few feet away from the feral.

"There's something wrong, his mind is clouded," Xavier said.

"Tha hell does dat mean?" Remy asked as he looked back at the professor who was trying to sort through Logan's muddled thoughts.

Victor's eyes widened as his brother looked up at him, his eyes a fierce gold just like the mutant that had attacked them the night before. Logan growled loudly and Remy turned back to face his lover in surprise.

"I think it would be a good idea to back up," Victor said as he grabbed Remy's arm and forced the Cajun behind him.

"Jimmy, it's me Victor," the older feral said calmly. Logan let his claws slide out of his knuckles and Victor backed up a step.

"Everybody get back into the mansion," Victor said as he let his own claws grow out. "NOW!" he yelled and he could hear everyone scrambling to get to safety.

Remy and Kitty stood at his side and he was about to yell at them to get away when his brother let out a loud roar and charged them, his orders were to kill anyone that stood in his way, and to bring Victor back alive.


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