11:42:38 P.M.

May 08 2012

Manhattan, N.Y.

Stark Towers.

Xander was singing. It wasn't even off key, but as songs went it left a lot to be desired, but as Logan thought 'Whatever floats your boat buddy.'

"Hiho, hiho, off to Washington I go. To lop off some heads with joy. Hiho, hiho, Da da. Da da, la da da, da di da,..." the rest was hummed to the same tune.

Earlier Logan saw Xander taking and accepting delivery of an old style trunk. The same trunk he just opened. 'My what a big 'AXE' you've got.'

Xander was still humming as he started to sharpen the axe head.

"What shu got there Xander?"

"What? This old thing." Xander smiled, then mock whispered. "This's 'Big Betty' don't let the girls know that she's my favorite. They might get jealous."

"Harris. How many freakin' times do I have to tell you..." she took a deep, deep breath and, "I AM AND I HAVE NEVER BEEN JELOUS OF YOUR LOUSY AXE!" she turned and left without another word.

"Healthy set of lungs on that girl." Logan was impressed.

Xander stood next to him and put an elbow on his shoulder, "Not only that, but she's got a rack to die for. I know, 'cause I've almost died several times to save that rack."

"Ya got good taste. I'll give you that. Now move it...or lose it." the middle claw came out slowly.

"Ya don't mean it Jimmy. Come on. Wanna check out my trunk?"

"No. I don't want to check out that trunk. Probably full of junk."

Xander stopped and turned around in surprise. "Are you saying that my junk doesn't interest you?"

"Yes little uncle. Are you not interested in another man's junk?"

"Tasha stay out of it."

"After what you put me through for the last four decades. Not a chance."

"What did I ever do to you? I just got my memories a few nights ago."

"And I have been leaving messages for you every year, for the last four decades, without fail. After thirty years I had given up hope for your survival, until I saw you with the X-Men. I renewed my efforts to every month after that."

"But, but...I didn't know."

"That's not an excuse either. Just admit you were wrong and apologize." Xander told him. The elbow was back on the shoulder, but Logan either didn't care, or noticed.

"What part of I had no memories for decades didn't you get?"

"It's not about who's right, or who's wrong. She's hurt. It was your fault. Whether you knew or didn't doesn't matter. You are apologizing for the pain you caused. It's an emotional thing. There's nothing rational about it. Just do it." Xander pushed him in front of Natasha.

"The kid's right. I am so sorry I caused you pain little princess. Please forgive me?"

"You are forgiven little uncle. After all I can never stay mad at you. You are the only family that I have left." she kissed Logan on both cheeks and gave him a heartfelt hug.

"Say, if you're my grand-pappy, and she's your niece, does that mean that she's my aunt or something?" Peter asked dropping from the ceiling over Xander.

Natasha looked at the annoying little spider that just spoiled her emotional moment. "Yes it does. Come give Auntie a hug." she opened her arms and gave him a warm friendly smile.

Peter's head almost exploded from the pain his spider sense gave him. He left Xander's side so fast he left am after image behind.

"Great survival instincts on the kid. Gives me hope got the future generations." Logan laughed at his grand, grand, grand kid's expense.

From the shadow's Julie saw how Natasha had scared her watcher/love interest, she was not happy, "How dare she? She was the only one allowed to scare him like that, and maybe M.J., but mostly her. She won't get away with that.

Natasha saw Julie giving her the evil eye from the hiding place she thought she was in, she smirked at her and went after her 'Nephew'.