When Logan returned, it had started to rain softly. The soft patter of the rain on the attic roof would have lulled him to sleep if he weren't worrying about Kelly. There were only 2 women in his life that he had truly loved. Annie Morgan and Jean Gray

Now there was Kelly. She was a mystery just as her mother had been, beautiful and dangerous at the same time with eyes as dark as sin. He couldn't help but wonder where she was when the rain began to get heavier and the sky got ominously darker. With a bitter oath, he pushed away from the desk he was sitting at and went to find the professor.

Professor Charles Xavier was sitting in his office, his wheelchair facing the window that looked over the wide green garden that had just began to bloom. Logan didn't even bother to knock and just walked into the office. "Professor.." Logan began but didn't finish. "I know why you're here" Charles said without turning around. "Of course you do" Logan mumbled and shifted uneasily. "So what am I supposed to do about it?" Logan demanded. "Well she's a 16-year-old mutant with a spine and a sharp clever brain, we could use someone like her" Logan raised an eyebrow and rubbed the bridge of his nose with the back of his hand. "She's already pissed off at me, there's no way I could convince her to come live in a mutant academy" "Have you tried?" Charles asked calmly, still not facing him. "No" Charles laughed softly. "Then how do you know it won't work?"

More annoyed by logic then he was when he walked into Charles's office, he stormed down the hallway and would have plowed into Kurt had he not so expertly disappeared in a cloud of dark blue smoke. "You should walk with your eyes open" He commented with his thick German accent. "Why? You wouldn't have felt it anyway," Logan said in distaste. "What's the matter?" Kurt asked as he began to follow him down the long hall. "I'm in a bad mood" Logan said and continued to take long strides forward. "If there is something I've learned," Kurt began "Is that you're in a bad mood all the time" With a withering look before he slammed the door to his room, he said "Then you've learned a lot"

Miffed by the fact that doors, of course, couldn't keep Kurt out, he turned to meet him face to face with the sharp-toothed almost demonic looking thing if it weren't for the sweet demur he radiated. "What's is trouble?" He asked. "You haven't known me long enough" He said and pushed past Kurt as he pulled off his wet shirt. "This is true," Kurt agreed as he nodded slowly "But of what Storm has told me, it seems no one has really known you at all"

Hating to admit that he wanted to tell Kurt what was bothering him, he pulled on a dry black shirt and sat on the edge of the bed. Kurt stood in front of him and watched him smoothly out of his eerie yellow eyes. "I know you loved Dr.Jean" Kurt said and watched the look on Logan's face come and go in the blink of an eye. "Yeah I loved her, so did Scott and Storm and Bobby and Charles-" Kurt shook his head "No, you LOVED her, I could tell by the way you would look at her when you thought people weren't looking" He insisted "but I was always looking"

Logan didn't care at all for the tightening feeling he was getting in his chest or the stinging at the back of his eyes, so he pushed them away. "You really want to know what the problem is Kurt?" Logan asked almost bitterly. When Kurt only stared at him, he continued. "The problem is that I loved someone before Jean, a woman named Annie Morgan, the only woman I thought I could love, so we made love and then I had to leave. Before I left, she never told me that she was pregnant with a girl"

Kurt nodded slowly. "Now this girl wants you to take care of her?" Logan almost laughed. "Kelly? Hell no, I don't think she could be more independent if she tried. A rebellious little thing she is, looks like a pixie and a voice like a siren, but there's someone I see in her." "Who?" Kurt asked. Logan smiled softly. "Me when I was her age. Kinda angry at the world.. Well I still am but that's not the point" Kurt raised an eyebrow and sat on the bed next to Logan.

"When my family back in Germany was taken away, I thought that it was the end of the world, nothing to live for. Then I was forced to join the Mutant Circus, where I became the Amazing-" "The Amazing Nightcrawler, yeah we know" "Right. When I had joined I knew no one, I had no family at all and became very depressed. All I know is that if I were you, I would be happy to know that I had any family at all. So I think that instead of thinking about the bad, think about the good"

Logan tilted his head to the side as he considered it. "Yeah, except I have no idea where she is" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew what Charles had meant. "Exactly," He said as he rose from the bed and walked to the door in long even strides, before he wrenched open the door to leave, he turned back to Kurt. "You're not as stupid as you look," He said with a lope-sided smile. Before he left, he added. " You're wrong about something though Kurt, I never loved Jean," He took a deep sigh he continued. "I love her" Then he left.

As Charles Xavier had expected, he saw Logan at the opening of Cerebro. "Glad you finally caught on" Charles said, his light blue eyes sparkling. "Yeah, so do you think you can find her?" Logan asked as he tapped his foot impatiently. Charles smiled cockily. "I can find anyone in the world at any time, just need a little bit of concentration" Logan smiled widely. "Now look who's getting cocky"

The cold steel doors of Cerebro hissed open and Logan supposed he would never get over the quick way his heart stumbled when he saw the narrow hovering walkway that led to the steel chair connected to, what Logan considered, the creepiest machine he'd ever seen. "I'll need her name" Charles said as he assisted himself from his wheelchair into the bolted metal chair and lifted the helmet onto his head. "Kelly Morgan" Logan said as the room started to get darker.

Charles didn't say anything for what seemed a lifetime, but in fact at the longest, it would have been 5 minutes. When his eyes opened again, Charles looked up at the domed ceiling then let his eyes slide over to Logan and watched him for a long second. "She's beginning to resemble our dear Rouge, she's at the train station, leaving in 10 minutes to Florida" Logan drag his hands through his hair and sighed. "Should I send Scott or Storm after her?" Logan had to resist the urge to laugh out loud. "No, she doesn't know them. I'll go"

Instead of taking Scott's motorcycle like he had so long ago, he stepped into the sleek black Jaguar and stepped heavily on the gas and shot out of the garage. As he was appreciating the speed of the wonderful machine beneath him, he was almost sad to see the station rising before him like a brick monster. He left the beloved car in the nearly full parking lot, he went to find Kelly.

It didn't take him as long as he had expected. After asking the old wrinkled stationmaster, he had been pointed in the direction of which Kelly had gone. According to Logan's watch, he had 4 minutes to convince Kelly not to get on the train.

She was slouched in her ugly orange chair and didn't look up at Logan even though she knew he was at her side, watching her intently with his dark eyes which she must have inherited since her mother's eyes were a pale green. "What are you doing her?" She asked, looking down at her shoes, which had seen better days, much better days. "I don't know yet" Logan muttered before he crouched in front of her so he could meet her gaze, which, Logan noted with shock, was surprisingly sad. "You're running aren't you?" When she didn't answer, he took a seat next to her. "Yeah. When I was your age I wanted to run away to California. Sunshine and blonde surfer pussy galore" With new interest in the man who was supposedly her father, she asked. "Why didn't you?" He shrugged a broad shoulder and sighed. "I don't know. I guess I figured that you could change the scene but no the situation. It's better to face whatever problems you have rather then running away"

Kelly thought he couldn't see her as she wiped quickly at a tear that had slipped over her cheek, but he had and his heart began to open to this fascinating creature. "So you're making me stay in New York?" She asked as she angled her head to the side to get a good view of him. "Well I can't make you do anything, but I know a place for people like us" "Uh-huh, and what kind of place is this?" She asked as she kicked lazily at her bag that was sitting by her feet.

"It's a school run by a guy who's okay. I mean he's not going to expose us to the world and make a big deal about it. You can get a good education and learn more about your power" Sensing that he had won her over, Logan continued. "There are kids your age that you could really get along with" "Yeah like who?" Kelly asked, peering at him warily. "A girl Rogue, she's 17 and I think you two would get along pretty well. Her boyfriend Bobby, he makes ice and shit like that"

I can't make you go Kelly, but I thought I would just pitch the idea out there" He rose to leave, it was true he couldn't make her go, but he had kept her so occupied, she didn't know that she had missed the last call for her train, and that he had ever so carefully taken the ticket from her fingers and ripped it in two as he stuffed it in his pocket. He was almost out the door when he heard Kelly come behind him.

"If you're my father, and I'm 100% sure that you are, how come you don't disappear?" She went to his side and Logan noted that she smelled like fresh rain and honey. "Because I have the ability to heal quickly" She smiled and Logan realized how pretty that made her look. "What do they call you then? Quickie?" Logan laughed. "No, no they don't. They call me Wolverine" She looked confused. "Why would they call you that?" She asked with a minnow of a light eyebrow raised. With an evil smile he flicked his wrists and the deadly gleaming blades came out on command.

When her mouth dropped agape he retracted them and draped an arm over her shoulder and pulled him closely to his side. "That's why" As they sat in the car driving back to the academy and Kelly busied herself with the colorful buttons on the dash, Kelly asked "I know it seems a little pointless to ask now," She began "But are you alright with being my father?" He raised an eyebrow. "Well you're right about one thing, it is pointless to ask" Stiffing her spine and lifting her chin as if she expected him to hit her she said "Look if you want me to go then just-" "No" Logan interrupted. "I'm alright with it, it's just going to take some time"

There was a moment of silence as they drove back and as Logan parked in the garage and reached over to take Kelly's bag, he caught her looking at him with interest. "What?" He asked as he started around to the back entrance of the academy. "Nothing, I was just wondering what I am supposed to call you" "What do you mean?" He asked as he pulled the door open. "I can't call you Logan and I don't really feel right calling you Dad straight away, so what do I call you?" He grinned, showing his insultingly white teeth and winked. "Call me Slick"