A/N: Thank you everyone for your reviews! And sorry this took so long to post.

Just to let you all know in this story the Mansion never blows up, and Professor Xavier is never kidnapped by Mystique. This chapter takes place during the episode 'X-Treme Measures'.

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~And I know, I know they've all been talking about me

I can hear them whisper

And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me

Out of all the hours thinking

Somehow I've lost my mind~

-Unwell by Matchbox Twenty

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 I sat on the floor in my room doodling on a piece of scrap paper I had found just laying around in the hallway. The others were out on a mission or something leaving me to myself for about another hour or so, but I didn't mind it meant that I had some time to myself to work on my drawing skills. I nodded at the detailed picture of Logan's boot I had drawn then flipped the picture over and slid it under my bed for safe keeping.

 Sighing I leaned back against the bed and stared at my wall wishing that I new how to ride a motorcycle so that I could take Logan's bike out for a little spin. I could just picture his face when he found his bike missing or worse, scratched and dented from a wipeout and me… trying to look innocent as though nothing had happened as I slowly bled to death.

 I smiled absentmindedly playing with the charms on my necklace, I glanced down at them my smile slowly fading as for the first time I felt home sick.

I had received the necklace and cross from my grandfather and the dog license, my mom had found at a gas station one day and I had thought it'd be funny to wear it around my neck.

 'I wonder if they're worried about me.' I thought tucking the necklace back under my shirt.

Bored, I decided to wander around the mansion for a while and maybe find something worthwhile to do. I passed by Logan in a very bad mood as I wandered around, shrugging I turned around and followed him.

 "Logan? Hey!" I shouted running to catch up to him, "Why are you so angry?" I asked once I had caught up shrugging off the thought that he is always in a bad mood. Well… most of the time anyways.

He stopped and glared at me, "Kitty…" He growled simply as though I would understand exactly what he meant.

I thought about it for a second before it dawned on me, "You had to take Kitty driving didn't you?"

 He looked at me somewhat surprised, "Yes…" His eyes suddenly narrowed and he scowled, "I have ta go plot against Chuck now…"

I held back a giggle and smirked at him, "I got an idea." I grinned.

 He tilted his head to the side, "I'm listening." He raised an eyebrow and folded his arms over his chest.

I had seen this episode before and I knew exactly how Logan got Professor Xavier back, "He has to go talk to the President of Pow-R8, right?"

 "What about Pow-R8?" He asked now looking confused.

I shook my head, "That doesn't matter, but when he leaves instead of you waiting in the car to drive him back to the mansion," I grinned evilly, "Kitty will be."

Logan looked at the ceiling in thought, "Yer good kid," He grinned looking back down at me, "How'd ya come up with that?"

I shrugged, "You would have thought of it sooner or later."

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The sun was just setting when the Professor had gotten home looking unusually miffed as he wheeled into his office and slammed the door shut. I figured that Logan's little plan had worked and set out to look for him. By the time I found him he was just finishing waxing his motorcycle outside the mansion, and seemed to be in a pretty good mood by the looks of it.

  "Hey kid." He grunted, running a rag over the front of the bike.

"I just saw the Professor, he didn't look too happy."

Logan smirked and stood up inspecting the rest of his bike, "Kitty drove 'im home."

 "So it worked huh?" I smiled crossing my arms.

 "Yea, I just wish I could a seen Chuck's face when he found out Kitty was drivin' him home." He grinned at the thought and hopped onto his motorcycle revving it up.

I sighed turning around to head back to the mansion, "See ya later." I called out over my shoulder over the rumbling of the motor.

 "Ya want a ride?" Logan asked.

I stopped in mid step and turned around, "What?" I asked knowing I had heard wrong.

Logan rolled his eyes and held up his helmet towards me, "Ya wanna go fer a ride?"

 "Yea sure." I replied taking the helmet and putting it on then climbed onto the back of the bike.

 "Hang onto my shoulders." He instructed.                               

I did as I was told and he revved up the bike again and sped off down the driveway. I grinned watching the scenery fly by, the headlights lit up the road scattering the shadows as we approached. I had only been on a motorcycle once before this and it was during the middle of the day, this was a whole new experience and I was loving it.

 The bike ride was over rather quickly and we were soon back at the mansion pulling up into the garage. I sighed sad it was over but happy nonetheless.

 "Woo! That was great!" I laughed handing Logan back his helmet, "Thanks!" I beamed.

 "Yer welcome Kid." Logan chuckled taking his helmet from me.

I nodded, "Well I gotta… go. See ya tomorrow." I waved then ran off to my room where I unceremoniously flopped down on my bed and rolled over onto my back propping my head up with my arms.

I let out a long sigh closing my eyes; all thoughts of going home were pushed into the back of my mind. At this moment I never wanted to go home.

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A/N: Again sorry this took so long to post. And I know that the motorcycle ride scene was probably a little cheesy, but it was fun to write for some reason. ^_^ Please review and let me know what ya think!!

-Trunksblue