Chapter 3
Logan watched the girl as she walked into the hotel room slowly, looking around. She set her bag against the wall by the couch as she walked around a bit, taking in all the details of the room and nodded slightly to herself, "Not a bad room."
Logan nodded and shut the door behind them, "Sorry 'bout the size, I didn't exactly plan ta stay with someone." He smirked slightly to himself, thinking that with his last trip, when he found Rogue, maybe he should have expected it.
Catalyst had remained silent for the most part during the rest of the time that they spent at the Bar & Grill. He now knew that she too had been a lab-rat to the same people that had taken what life he had before he went there and replaced it with false memories and an adamantium skeleton.
Adria smirked slightly and nodded, "Well, I didn't exactly plan to get outta the lab any time soon, so looks like we're even. You never did answer my question, how did you know about the base at the Lake?"
Logan looked at her as he put his own bag on the bed, "I, uh, was lookin' for some answers."
Catalyst plopped onto the couch and pulled her hair out of the ponytail, "Oh really? What kinda answers?"
Logan sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing the space between his two first knuckles on his right hand, "I was at the lab on Alkali Lake too... about 15 years ago. And when I went there, I lost all knowledge of who I was."
Catalyst froze, watching him, "You're him... I shoulda known, with the claws. You're Wolverine, aren't you?"
Logan looked up at her immediately as the girl stood up from the couch and took a slight step back, his eyes narrowing, "How did you know that?" He looked down at where his dogtags would be, thinking that maybe she had read it off of them, but then remembered that he had given them to Rogue to hold onto until he got back. He stood, looking back up at her, definitely interested in who she was now.
Catalyst took another slight step back as he stood, "I-I just remember you from when you were there, with us... You're the one that escaped, and when you did, you destroyed the base."
Logan didn't advance towards her, as he watched her back up again, "So, ya know who I am? Do you know anything else about me?"
She looked at him, chewing her lower lip gently, "I know who you are... I also know some things about you, your family, and what happened to you."
He watched her, as she seemed to get even more nervous as she spoke, as though she was talking about something that was forbidden. "It's alright kid, I ain't gonna hurt ya... you may actually be able ta help me, it seems you can tell me exactly what I came here looking for in the first place... What family?" The last part hit him oddly, as he had always pictured himself more of a loner and not one to have a family of any kind.
She finally stopped backing away and watched him, "That's what you came around for? Yea'... I don't know about any wives or anything, but I do know ya got one relative... a daughter, named Adria. I think she'd be around 23 by now."
He looked at her, his mind racing with the news that he had a daughter, and an adult one by now. "Where would she be? What else do ya know?"
Catalyst just shook her head, "I know a few things, but I was pretty young when I knew ya, about 5 years old at the time, seven at the most." She shifted a bit, obviously uncomfortable with how the conversation had turned, and Logan nodded slightly, "Alright kid... thanks for tellin' me."
She nodded, letting out a soft sigh of relief at not being questioned further and stepped away from the wall that she had nearly backed into, "So, where are we goin'?"
"I live at a school for mutants down in Westchester, New York... we're heading there, I think you'd be interested it in, it's a safe place to stay at least," Logan said as he watched her walk back to where he was, looking around a bit again.
"Alright, that sounds good... the street can be pretty nasty, I would know... how didja guess that I was a mutant? If ya didn't know that I was at a mutant experimentation lab," she asked, with a slightly raised eyebrow, and an almost amused look on her face.
"I kinda guessed it when you said that you were hard to hurt, like me. I'm a mutant too, so I guessed that ya had the rapid healing," Logan said as he looked at her, smirking lightly.
She nodded slightly, "Good guess." Then she walked over to the couch again and plopped down once more, "Don't worry about sleeping arrangements, you take the bed. I'll be fine with the couch."
Logan smiled slightly and nodded, "Alright kid...er, Catalyst. Hey, you never did tell me what your real name was, when I asked what kinda name Catalyst was."
Adria smirked slightly as she untied her boots, pulling them off and stretched out on the couch, her head resting on one of her arms, "That's because I don't remember my name."
Logan had a slight feeling that with the way she said it that she was lying, but before he could ask about it, she had closed her eyes and started to doze off, "Right... well, night kid." He changed out of his cloths and into sweats and a t-shirt and pulled off the top blanket from the bed. He couldn't stand sleeping with more then a sheet anyway and he walked over to where she slept and gently put the blanket over her. He then walked back to his bed, climbing in, and as he drifted to a dreamless sleep, muttered to himself, "Yep, I'm goin' soft..."
Logan watched the girl as she walked into the hotel room slowly, looking around. She set her bag against the wall by the couch as she walked around a bit, taking in all the details of the room and nodded slightly to herself, "Not a bad room."
Logan nodded and shut the door behind them, "Sorry 'bout the size, I didn't exactly plan ta stay with someone." He smirked slightly to himself, thinking that with his last trip, when he found Rogue, maybe he should have expected it.
Catalyst had remained silent for the most part during the rest of the time that they spent at the Bar & Grill. He now knew that she too had been a lab-rat to the same people that had taken what life he had before he went there and replaced it with false memories and an adamantium skeleton.
Adria smirked slightly and nodded, "Well, I didn't exactly plan to get outta the lab any time soon, so looks like we're even. You never did answer my question, how did you know about the base at the Lake?"
Logan looked at her as he put his own bag on the bed, "I, uh, was lookin' for some answers."
Catalyst plopped onto the couch and pulled her hair out of the ponytail, "Oh really? What kinda answers?"
Logan sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing the space between his two first knuckles on his right hand, "I was at the lab on Alkali Lake too... about 15 years ago. And when I went there, I lost all knowledge of who I was."
Catalyst froze, watching him, "You're him... I shoulda known, with the claws. You're Wolverine, aren't you?"
Logan looked up at her immediately as the girl stood up from the couch and took a slight step back, his eyes narrowing, "How did you know that?" He looked down at where his dogtags would be, thinking that maybe she had read it off of them, but then remembered that he had given them to Rogue to hold onto until he got back. He stood, looking back up at her, definitely interested in who she was now.
Catalyst took another slight step back as he stood, "I-I just remember you from when you were there, with us... You're the one that escaped, and when you did, you destroyed the base."
Logan didn't advance towards her, as he watched her back up again, "So, ya know who I am? Do you know anything else about me?"
She looked at him, chewing her lower lip gently, "I know who you are... I also know some things about you, your family, and what happened to you."
He watched her, as she seemed to get even more nervous as she spoke, as though she was talking about something that was forbidden. "It's alright kid, I ain't gonna hurt ya... you may actually be able ta help me, it seems you can tell me exactly what I came here looking for in the first place... What family?" The last part hit him oddly, as he had always pictured himself more of a loner and not one to have a family of any kind.
She finally stopped backing away and watched him, "That's what you came around for? Yea'... I don't know about any wives or anything, but I do know ya got one relative... a daughter, named Adria. I think she'd be around 23 by now."
He looked at her, his mind racing with the news that he had a daughter, and an adult one by now. "Where would she be? What else do ya know?"
Catalyst just shook her head, "I know a few things, but I was pretty young when I knew ya, about 5 years old at the time, seven at the most." She shifted a bit, obviously uncomfortable with how the conversation had turned, and Logan nodded slightly, "Alright kid... thanks for tellin' me."
She nodded, letting out a soft sigh of relief at not being questioned further and stepped away from the wall that she had nearly backed into, "So, where are we goin'?"
"I live at a school for mutants down in Westchester, New York... we're heading there, I think you'd be interested it in, it's a safe place to stay at least," Logan said as he watched her walk back to where he was, looking around a bit again.
"Alright, that sounds good... the street can be pretty nasty, I would know... how didja guess that I was a mutant? If ya didn't know that I was at a mutant experimentation lab," she asked, with a slightly raised eyebrow, and an almost amused look on her face.
"I kinda guessed it when you said that you were hard to hurt, like me. I'm a mutant too, so I guessed that ya had the rapid healing," Logan said as he looked at her, smirking lightly.
She nodded slightly, "Good guess." Then she walked over to the couch again and plopped down once more, "Don't worry about sleeping arrangements, you take the bed. I'll be fine with the couch."
Logan smiled slightly and nodded, "Alright kid...er, Catalyst. Hey, you never did tell me what your real name was, when I asked what kinda name Catalyst was."
Adria smirked slightly as she untied her boots, pulling them off and stretched out on the couch, her head resting on one of her arms, "That's because I don't remember my name."
Logan had a slight feeling that with the way she said it that she was lying, but before he could ask about it, she had closed her eyes and started to doze off, "Right... well, night kid." He changed out of his cloths and into sweats and a t-shirt and pulled off the top blanket from the bed. He couldn't stand sleeping with more then a sheet anyway and he walked over to where she slept and gently put the blanket over her. He then walked back to his bed, climbing in, and as he drifted to a dreamless sleep, muttered to himself, "Yep, I'm goin' soft..."