Hey y'all. This next chapter is from Wolverine's point of view. Now it probably won't be the best chapter because I'm still having trouble hearing his voice in my head. Now before y'all go and think I'm crazy it's part of how I write, first I figure out the characters in my head, how they sound, how they act, so on and so forth. I find it easier to write that way. But with Logan I'm having some trouble. So I'll do my best.

**** Ch. 5 Thoughts of Logan.

It's been two years since I left, but little has changed. I still have more questions than answers about who I am and who I was. I followed the leads Wheels gave me but they didn't pan out to be much, at least not at first. Than about a month ago I found it, the lab where I was changed, created, whatever you wanna call it. It's abandon now. Being there I had sense, of what's it called, deja vu (or whatever that Frenchie term is)? But except for some vague whispers that float around inside my head just out of reach, nothing, nada, zip, zilch. The only thing that's changed is my dreams, I still wake up fighting mad but now days I can't even recall why. Snafu is what it is- Situation normal all fucked up.

I'm like one of those damn greyhounds chasing a fake rabbit around a track over and over again. So why don't I just give up? And why don't I just go back? Well the answer to that second question is any easy one. Though I rather eat moose antlers first than admit it. I'm afraid of going back. I don't know what it is about that place but some how it got under my skin. It's a miracle if you think about it really or a curse. I've got the thickest hide known to man (just ask One Eye) but some how that place, those people, managed to worm their way in underneath my skin. Especially the kid. I never made a promise to anyone, at least not as far back as I can remember but I ended up making two promises to her. Not just one but two. And the funny thing is I intend to keep them. Didn't know I was a man of my word. Didn't know it mattered what others think of me. But with her, the kid, it does. Go figure.

And it's not just the kid either, the others Storm, Xavier, even Mr. Hotshot Bad Ass Cyclops they're alright in my book. Especially Jean, there's something about that woman that cleaves so deep into me it just might reach my heart. If I got one. That's another funny thing, I think I do have one, a heart. But it took a kid, it took Marie, to show me mine. There's something about Marie that reaches out to me like none of the others are capable of doing. She seems to reach all the way into the darkness of my soul. And raise me up to the light. But she's not a kid any longer, she eighteen now, an adult. Maybe I should go back and see how she's grown. There are worse things I can do and worse places I can be. Besides, I gotta keep a promise I made, a promise to Marie.

*** Well does it sound okay, I think I did well considering? Review.