Look! We live!! See, we didn't completely forget about this story and there will most certainly be more to write. You can blame it all on moi (Nari) as I got distracted by other stories. Will try to write more of this one a little bit faster. Anyway, enjoy and there will be more to come!

Chapter Four

Sam walked back to the camp with his fish, grinning proudly to himself, a dripping wet and miserable Jubilee trailing along behind him. She stomped over to the girl's tent, muttering about changing clothes and god help anyone who walked in. Sam walked over to Jean, proudly showing off his catch.

"Ya see what ah caught? A fine fish if ah do say so myself."

"Would you get that out of my face?" Jean gritted out at him as he waved the fish in front of her. She curled her lip in disgust. "Take it somewhere else!"

"Give it ta me, sugah. Ah'll clean it for supper." Sam walked over to Rogue, standing by the picnic table as she began to clean it.

"Ew, gross!" Bobby exclaimed form behind her, looking over her shoulder.

Rogue rolled her eyes. "Hey, where's Gambit?" She looked at Sam, who shrugged his shoulders.

"The last I saw he was playing with the cow," Scott spoke, finally looking up from his card game with Warren.

"The cow?"

"Uh, moose."

"Dangit! Those things are dangerous ya morons!" Scott and Warren began to snicker. Rogue glared at them. "Since ya two don't have anything better ta do I guess ya can go an' look for him!" They looked at her in surprise. "Now!" She punctuated her statement by chopping the head off the fish. They both jumped up and scampered into the wood.

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"I thought," Warren grumbled. "That you were supposed to be the leader here, Cyclops?"

Scott glared back at him. "You want to go back and deal with Rogue, be my guest." Warren grumbled but said nothing. "Who the heck's stupid idea was this anyway?" Warren looked at him with a disgusted glare. "Oh. Right."

"My god, you are an idiot."

"Excuse me?"

"We'll be lucky if we get out of this alive!"

Scott looked back at him and Warren could see him settling into lecture mode. "This trip will promote bonds and trust between the X-men. Now keep looking, he has to be here somewhere."

"Who died and made you god?"

"Oh and I suppose that you could do better, fly boy?"

"Yeah, as a matter of fact, I, uh…oh crap…"

"What's the matter with you?"

"Turn around…"

"What kind of fool do you take me for?" He crossed his arms.

"I'm not kidding, Scott." Warren began to back away. Scott snorted.

"I'm not falling for that lame trick, Warren."

"Suit yourself," he said quickly, taking to the air. "Bye Scotty!"

Scott watched Warren fly away in confusion. A branch snapped behind him.

"Huh?" He turned around. "Oh crap…"

A bear looked back at him, seemingly curious.

"Nice bear?" Scott tried.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr…"

"Uh, go away now." He grabbed a berry from a nearby bush and moved it back and forth in his hand. The bear's eyes followed his every movement. "Good bear. Now, go get it." He threw the berry.

"Growl!"

"Oops…" The bear stood on its hind legs and Scott tore away through the bushes. "Yahhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

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"Shoo, cow. Go away!" Remy said from his rather precarious perch on the branch of a tall pine tree. The moose responded by butting the tree with her head again, making the whole thing shake. "Ah, bad, no! Stop dat!" The moose shook her head at him. Remy blinked. Did the cow understand him?

A high pitched screeching drew his attention and he jerked his head up. Scott ran screaming past his tree, a black bear right on his tail.

"SCOTT!! Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"  Remy screamed to him.

"I'm a littly busy here!" Scott yelled back over his shoulder and continued to run towards the camp.

Remy watched him leave, grabbing hold of the tree when the moose began to shake it again. "I'm gonna die…"

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Sam looked up from cooking his fish as Scott tore into the camp, black bear right behind him. Scott leapt into the car, slamming the door shut behind him and turned to grin at the bear.

"Ha! Try and get me now!"

But the bear was ignoring him. It had smelled something far more appetizing. Sam stared in horror as the bear zeroed in on his fish.

"No! Stay back!"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr." The bear ignored him and with a swipe of its paw, scooped the fish up and proceeded to eat it.

"Noooooooooo! Mah fish! Oh god why? Why?!" He fell to his knees and began pounding the ground with his fists. The bear finished his meal and looked at Sam. Sam glared up at it. "Blast you!" He made a lunge for the bear but found himself held back by strong arms.

"Now, sugah, ah don't think that's such a good idea." He slumped back and watched as the bear wandered back out of the camp. Just then Jubilee came out of the tent.

"Hey! I bet that's the mamma bear of that cub I was feeding earlier. She must be looking for her baby."

Sam turned to her in shock. "Ya mean that bear is hear because of you!? It's your fault my fish is gone!"

"Now Sam, calm down." Jubilee put her hands up and began backing away.

"Argh!" He leapt at Jubilee who screamed and jumped into the car with Scott, locking Sam out. She stuck her tongue out at him. He grinned and pulled a folding lawn chair over, making himself comfortable in front of the car door. "Ah can wait." She stared back at him in horror.

Twenty minutes later neither she nor Scott had left the protection of the car.

"Scott, honey, just come on out," Jean tried to cajole him.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because it's not safe out there. I'll be in here for the rest of the trip if you need me." He folded his arms in front of his chest like a stubborn child. Jubilee did the same. Jean threw her hands in the air and walked away in exasperation.

"Stay in there and starve then."

Sam grinned at Jubilee from his place on the chair in front of the door.

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Storm looked around, searching for more suitable firewood. She heard a crack in the bushes coming from nearby and turned her head in that direction. Not hearing or seeing anything else she went back to looking for firewood.

A few moments later she heard the crack again. She spun around, hands raised, ready to zap anything that came near her with a lightning bolt. Again there was nothing.

"Strange," she muttered to herself. She waited a short while and heard several cracking noises, the bushes around her begging to rustle. "Goddess…"

She spun around as, in a blur of motion, several large brown animals went racing by her, growling and almost seeming to laugh at her. They were too fast though and her mind was in a panic so that she could not make out what they were. As she spun around another even larger animal came running out of the bushes at her with a fierce howl.

"Goddess, no!' She turned with a cry and ran towards the camp, hoping to find safety.

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"Why has nobody come looking for me? Don' dey care dat I could be laying dead in a ditch somewhere?"

The moose shook her head and butted the tree again. It was getting dark and an owl hooted close by, making Remy jump.

"Kay, it's getting kinda creepy out here. Don' y' t'ink dat y' should be leaving?" he asked the moose. She snorted at him. "Bitch," Remy mumbled.

She began to shake the tree again, harder this time and Remy cried out as he tried to hang on.

"Kay, stop! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

There was a loud growling from close by and the moose jerked her head around to the noise. It sounded again and in a panic the moose ran away. Remy watched as she was quickly followed by several brown animals an incredibly large one bringing up the rear.

Remy watched as they all disappeared into the forest. "Ookay, dat was weird." He looked around at the quickly darkening forest. "How do I get back t' de camp? He wondered aloud.

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Warren flew through the air, trying to spot the camp with his sharp eyes. Where the heck was it anyway?

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Storm tripped over yet another branch as she made her way through the thick forest. She hauled herself back to her feet and looked around yet again. Where was she?