AN: Characters and movies don't belong to me.

Takes place after the first movie

And Gambit never met x-men

If you hadn't already noticed I'm going to use Logan and Jimmy when writing Wolverine atleast durring this movie.

'Wolverine' - thoughts

"Wolverine" - speech

Wolverine - movie

'Wolverine' - screen

The next thing they saw was the mountains, it was an incredible sight. 'Canadian Rockies, Six Years Later'.

"It's beautiful," Jean said softly, taken by the view.

Logan came out of the cottage, shirtless, and stared at the scene.

"He hasn't changed, not even a bit." Charles mused, a little awed. "I never saw him so content." Ororo wondered, but then again Logan didn't spend much time with them without some action involved.

"Why are you up so early?" a female voice spoke behind him.

This startled the viewers. "Well, that's unexpected." Scott spoke softly.

Logan turned around and reached out his hand towards the beautiful, black-haired Asian woman. "Come here." he requested with a smile. He pulled her to his side, softly kissed her and close his eyes, still holding her.

The view went from the mountains to an empty road by the forest. A car rode, alone on the whole road. The car drew to a lumberjack ground. Logan left the car and picked from the back an ax and chainsaw. "See you, baby." he spoke quickly and started walking away. The woman slid into the driver's side, opened the door and stopped him. "Hey.." Logan stopped walking, turned towards her and kissed her. The guys in the truck waiting for Logan

started to tease him. He walked to the trunk, put his tools and climbed inside.

"Wolverine domesticated? Well, I'll be dammed" "I wonder what happened to her." "I'm sure that we'll find out soon, Jubilee." Ororo didn't have to be a telepath to see this question in every eye, in the room, even the professor was interested.

The surroundings changed to an amusement park. 'Springfield, Ohio.'

A couple was seen playing at the stands. Soon they walked to a stand operated by Bradley. He was sitting by a desk and turning a light bulb on and off.

"That's Bradley. Does that mean that the team no longer exists?" "We shall see, Bobby."

"Hey, what you do?" questioned the girl. "Oh, If you turn off the light you win a prize." he responded, pointing behind him. "Two tries for a buck" The girl turned to her companion "Come on I wanna do it." he reluctantly gave her money and she gave it to Bradley. First, she tried the switch it didn't work. "That's obvious," she said pulling ou the plug, that also didn't work. "That's two." The guy walked closer with a smirk and took out the lightbulb from the stand but it was still lighted up. Quickly it became too hot and he dropped it on the ground, smashing it. "That's a stupid trick." "It's not a trick, man." "Come on," he said pulling at the girl's hand "Freak."

"Bye" Bradley waved back at them.

Few people shared ironic smiles. It was still comon for mutants to use their powers for that kind of tricks at that kind of place. As long as everyone thought that it was only a trick they were safe. But recently people became more suspicious and not everyone belives that it's only a trick anymore.

Inside his camper, Bradley purred himself a drink and sat on the couch, and watch the robot toy controlled by his powers. He looked at the ceiling and hundreds of light bulbs hanging from it, he turned some of them on along with a train. A knock interrupted him. "Show's over!" he yelled out, they knocked again. He walked towards the door "I said show's over" and opened it. His face betrayed his surprise and fear, seeing Victor standing before him. "Show's not over for us, Bradley." he said softly. "Victor." "Won't you invite me in?" "Yeah, come on in." he responded smiling, but you could still feel his uneasiness. "You know I never said anything," he said backing away from Victor "to anyone.. about what happened. I live a totally different life now. Not need to bring out the past."

Victor remained silent. He reached out and unscrew one of the glowing bulbs, his claws growing longer. Bradley focusing on them and no longer controlled the light so surely. "You know.." he said swallowing and finished softly "I always thought it would be Wade coming knocking at my door."

"It's not goin' to end well." Kitty whimpered

Victor put the bulb down and sighed. "Well... Wade's gone." "I'm not afraid of you Victor. Not afraid of dying." He said sitting down and swallowing alcohol from his glass. Victor frowned, "How'd you know? You never tried it before." a smile and growl resonated from him and he attacked. Bradley screamed, the power outside went out.

This changed to Logan waking up screaming in bed, cowered in sweat. Looking at the scared woman standing before him, then to his right się where his claws were out and going through the sheats, panting.

"He still has nightmares." Hank pointed out, saddened. "I hoped that they began because of the amnesia." "But at least he seems more in control of himself." Scott pointed out

"Was it the wars?" she questioned softly "Which one?" she continued. "All of them." Logan responded still panting. The woman smiled softly and moved closer. She touched his cheek gently "Tell me..." Logan grasped her arm and brought to attention the visible scratches, three parallel lines.

"It's just a scratch." she reassured. They laid back down and she spoke again with soft amusement "It looks like we would need new sheets, baby." Logan smiled softly "Yeah.."

The scene changed to wood being put in place by Logan while smoking his cigar. A small blue car was approaching. Logan and man standing next to him stopped working. Jimmy was still turned with his back to the car and he took the cigar from his mouth. From the car walked out Major Stryker, his gaze directed to Logan. "Who the hell is this?" questioned man standing next to him. Logan sighed "Smells like goverment.". He turned around and taking his ax he started walking away.

"My God. Haven't aged a day!" Stryker began with a smile. "Clean living."

"Is it just me or does he appears older than our Logan, shouldn't he look the same?" questioned Rogue. "She's right" confirmed Jean. "You must remember that our Logan remembers reaches only about 10 years back with some flashbacks while this Logan is over 150 years old he might still have a body of a 30-year-old his mind has 150 years' worth of memories, experience, knowledge. I think that in some ways his older than even his brother."

"You remember Agent Zero?" the Colonel continued still wearing a small smile. Jimmy sarcastly questioned putting his cigar back in the mouth "Still shooting first, askin' questions later?".

Zero faster then a blink took out his gun and fired at the tip of the cigar. "You still chewing on those cheap cigars?" he asked cheekily. Logan slightly anoyed spit out his now ruined cigar. "Boys, please" Strykerwas calling them as they were only misbehaving children and continued now serious. "I have a job for you." "I already have a job." Logan responded calmly. "Lumberjack?" Zero chuckled. "18 grand a year?" "18,5. Plus I haven't had to kill anyone in a while." "Starting to miss it?" "Right about now I am." "Yeah?" The Colonel had enought of their pointless baiting. "Zero, back to the car." Loagan only looked at Zero with an eyebrow raised and when Zero started to move back he said. "Atta boy." At this, he stopped and Logan clicked his tongue pointing towards the car. As soon as Zero walked away stryker turned back to Logan.

"You know I'm not proud about the way things ended between us." but Logan wasn't swayed "Conversation's over." and started walking away. Hitting the Colonel in the shoulder while passing by but Stryker wasn't done, yet. He followed Jimmy "Playing little house on a prrerie with...a school teacher." Logan just kept walking "That just isn't you, Logan." At this, he tourned back to Stryker irritated "And you would've known, huh?" "I would" "What do you want, Stryker?" Logan still talked softly. At that Stryker showed him the newspaper he was holding the whole time. The article was about the murder of Bradley.

"Bradley was killed 3 days ago." Logan took the paper and Colonel continued "Wade before that. I belive someone's hunting down our old team." While it wasn't visible on his face in Jimmy's voice you could hear the concern. "As far as I know, Victor is safe. Whoever it is, has names, adreses.."

"I believe that proves the theory of the Team no longer existing, Bobby"

Loagn pushed the paper back to the Colonel. "I can take care of myself." at that he walked the rest of the way to his car, threw his ax into the trunk. "This is not about you, Logan" the Colonel walked determined to Logan and when Jimmy sat at the wheel he bends to talk with him through the window. "The country needs you." he countinued. But Logan wasn't moved, still not looking at Stryker he started the truck and calmly responded "I'm Canadian." and began driving away.

"Smooth Wolvie, smooth" Jubilee applauded

Stryker still wanted to have a final say, yelling after him "I know you, Logan. I know who you are!"

Logan just kept driving his truck.

"It is in someways strange seeing him with this much control over himself." Scott softly spoked. "I think this Wolverine out control would more terrefiing then our Wolverine with his long experince at fighting and living with his muation but also at that time he also didn't have his adamantium claws." theorized Beast. "In some ways, I belive that you are correct but I think Logan remembers much of his knowledge and experince instinclly." Charles added.