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Notes: Things written 'like this' are thoughts/ Memories.

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It was last night just as I was falling asleep did it fully hit me; I was in a cartoon for crying out loud! Conversations I had had with my friend came flooding back to me and I started to crack up laughing.

  'You know… wouldn' it be weird to just one day wake up in the X-men universe?'

There was a brief pause on the other line, 'I don't know.'

 'Well I think it'd be cool! That way I could harass Logan by taking his boots!'

 'You would.'

 'Yup. Wouldn' it be even weirder to wake up as one of them?'

 'Yea that would be weird.'

 'One morning all of the sudden I wake up as Wolverine. I'd be like, 'OH Crap! What the heck is going on! I don't remember… hey…''

 'I'd be popping out the claws screaming, 'AH! That does hurt!''

 'Oh! His bike man! That'd be so cool to ride his motorcycle! Oh! What if I woke up as Scott? I could ruin his life!'

 'What by hitting on Logan or something?'

 'That'd be hysterical! Could you imagine the look on his face?!'

I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed and ran my hands through my hair as I sighed. I must have woken someone up from my previous episode cause there was suddenly a knock at the door.

 "Come in." I sighed reaching over turning on the lamp lighting up the room just enough to see the figure standing in the doorway.

 "You alright kid?" Came the deep voice of-

 "Logan?" I couldn't stop the smirk from washing over my face.

He took a step forward out of the shadows and into the light, "Hn… I thought I heard ya cryin'."

 'Wow. He is nice.' I shook my head ridding myself of the thought, "No, I wasn't crying. Just… laughing…"

He raised an eyebrow and folded his arms over his chest, "Laughin'?" He said slowly as though he didn't quite believe me.

  'Would he believe me if I told him? Worth a try…' The smile faded from my lips and I nodded casting my eyes to the floor.

 "If I told you something, do you promise not to tell anyone?"

 "Sure kid."

 I looked up at him as he came over and sat down next to me on the bed, "When my dad got married several years ago I turned to comic books and cartoons to forget my troubles. Sounds kinda lame, huh?"

 He didn't say anything just stared me in the eyes, I looked away and continued, "Well I guess I had kinda lost my way for a while, daydreaming of being places I knew were impossible to be. And then I got in the car with my father after he had one too many drinks. Logan," I looked back up at him, "I don't know how I got here. I remember the semi-truck and then blacking out. The next thing I knew I was sinking in a lake or something and I know there wasn't a lake or even a pond around!"

  "Yer tellin' me before I found ya you were in a car accident?" Confusion laced his voice his eyes locked onto mine making me feel slightly uneasy.

I nodded, "I'm not from this dimension."

 "What are ya talkin' about? 'Not from this dimension' what the heck is that supposed ta mean?!"

 "I think I died in that car accident or maybe I'm in a coma or something. Because this can't be real."

 "An' why not?" Logan cut in.

 "'cause you're not real!" I shouted jumping to my feet, "None of this can be real! You're a cartoon! A-a comic book!"

Utter dismay washed over Logan's face, "A what?" He whispered shaking his head.

I sighed and sat back down, "I'm sorry," I whispered, "I should've just kept my mouth shut…"

He stood up headed for the door and I couldn't stop the sigh from escaping pass my lips.

 He rested his hand on the doorknob, "See ya in the mornin' kid." And then he was gone, disappeared back into the shadows in the hallway.

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Logan kept his word and didn't tell anyone of our conversation that night. I could tell Professor Xavier had his suspicions but he never voiced them, to me anyways.

I ran into Logan that afternoon as I wandered the hallways with Kurt and Kitty.

 "I need ta talk ta ya." He grunted.

I nodded and turned to Kurt and Kitty, "Sorry guys, guess I'll catch you later."

 "Yea sure," Kitty smiled grabbing Kurt by the arm and led him in the opposite direction, "Wonder what she did…?" I heard Kitty whisper to Kurt as they turned the corner.

 "What's up?" I ask turning back to Logan who looked slightly miffed; then again he always looks miffed.

 "'bout last night…"

 "Yea, look I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to blow up at you or anything but you gotta understand that-"

 "Ripley!" Logan shouted cutting me off, "You don't have ta apologize anymore. Just listen fer a minute."

I nodded.

 "Alright. Let's go talk in the Danger Room; no one will bug us there. Oh and Elf!" He shouted folding his arms over his chest.

A second later Kurt hesitantly walked around the corner staring at the floor, "Ja, Logan?"

 "Come on Half-pint I know yer there too," Kitty came out and stood next to Kurt and sighed, "How many time have I told you two not to eaves drop on other people's conversations?" Logan asked exasperatedly.

 "Sorry Mr. Logan." Kitty apologized.

 "Ja, sorry Logan ve vont do it again."

Logan nodded, "Good. You both have an extra hour of training tomorrow."

 "But-!" Both Kitty and Kurt started and stopped at the glare they received from Logan, "Yes sir." They both muttered as Kurt took Kitty's hand and 'bamfed' them somewhere else.

 I shook my head in disbelief, "Wow. Don't you think that was kinda harsh?"

Logan turned to face me smirking, "Eh, they'll live. The Danger Room's this way."

 'I wonder… does he have those orange boots…' I smiled to myself somewhat enjoying the silence between the two of us. Finally we reached a large metal door that slid open after Logan pressed a few buttons on what appeared to be a security pad or something. We walked in and the door closed.

 'Wow… it looks exactly like the cartoon…' I mused to myself as I looked around.

 "I need to get a few things straightened out." Logan grunted folding his arms over his chest.

I sighed, "About last night, right?" I looked up at him and he nodded.

 "Right. I just want to know what that whole cartoon, comic book thing was about."

I licked my lips, this wasn't going to be easy, "It's just what it sounds like, I read about you guys in a comic book. I used to even watch the cartoon of you guys."

Logan shook his head running a hand down his face, "Alright kid, I think a doctor needs ta look ya over again."

 'He doesn't believe me!' I thought in disbelief, as my jaw dropped, "You don't believe me!" I said out loud then I closed my eyes and shook my head, 'Of course he doesn't believe you, you idiot! Think about what you just told him!' I chuckled running a hand through my hair.

 "What's so funny?" He frowned narrowing his eyes.

 "What I just said," I looked him in the eyes and smiled, "And I expected you to believe me too."

Logan sighed and closed his eyes appearing to be concentrating on something or talking to someone through E.S.P. Then it dawned on me, he was talking to Professor Xavier!

 "You don't know about your past!" I blurted out and his eyes snapped open.

 "What?"

I dropped my eyes to the ground finding something much more interesting to look at, "Your past… I can help you remember."

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