Lone Star.
Disclaimer: **eyes darken** You know......
A/N: I will not explain the bit with Polaris again I explained it on the 1st chapter you can read that again, e-mail me if you have any questions. R&R! Oh and a big thanks to:
Wolviesfan: Thanks for the info, I knew he spoke some other languages, I wasn't sure which though, but to add to the dramatic effect I decided to make him...forget, if ya know what I mean. ^_~ Thank you!
Kaminarimon: I appreciate the long superlative words, means a lot to me to know you think I have some talent. It brightens my day.
Choas: I hope to see it progress too ^_^!
Sushi: Thanks! Merci! Danke! Grazias! Grazie! Obrigado! And all that jazz.
Chapter two, Wakey Wakey.
Logan sat down in a chair adjacent from Polaris; she was lying down in the bed that had been prepared for her in the medical wing of the institutes underground. She had an IV in one arm, and an air mask over her face as a precaution. Hank had said that if there where to be a change in air pressure she could/would get worse, so for now, she had it on as a precaution, until she woke up, whenever that was.
Hank and Professor Xavier where still there, Hank was hanging over her doing diagnoses, the metal glare of the room reflected off of his furrowed brow as he looked at her vitals.
He looked up at them, "There's good news and bad news." He declared.
"What's the good news?" Logan groaned.
"The good news is the cuts on her arm aren't infected and will heal fine, without much scarring, and her high altitude sickness is almost cleared up, a few more hours and she should be stabilized."
"And the bad news?"
"She's got pneumonia in her right lung. It's really not that much of a shock, up in those Canadian mountains with barely anything on for so long, she's got mild exposure to cap it all off."
Logan looked like he was about to snap at him but Xavier cut him off. "Will she be all right, Hank?"
He looked up at him, "I think so. Logan found her in time, although if she had been out there much longer she'd probably have phenomena in both lungs."
"Then we are fortunate," Xavier said bringing his wheelchair around, "but that brings up another question: What was she doing in those mountains?" He looked at Logan.
"What?" He looked at him levelly "Doc I told you, she was fighting with Sabertooth when I found her."
"But what would Magneto want with her?" Hank asked.
"Don't look at me," He growled, "I aint the one that's physic." He crossed his arms and stared at the wall.
"I won't enter her mind," Xavier said, he wheeled his chair to the metal door that open automatically, "Not yet, I'll wait until she wakes up, then we will see what she has to tell us fist." He left, leaving Hank and Logan alone.
"I'm going to run some tests on the blood samples we got from her, I'll be back in a few hours to see how she's doing." He left, taking a small tray with various medical tools on it along with a small vial of blood he had gotten when Logan had first brought her in. That left Logan alone.
**In the hallway**
"Professor! Wait a moment." Hank called after Xavier.
"Yes Hank?" He asked turning around. Hank jogged to catch up with him.
"What do you make of, what that girl said to him?" He asked jerking his thumb over his shoulder in the general direction of the medical wing.
"Oh, yes, that little bit of Spanish, I'll put it this way Hank," He looked at him seriously. "By the look of the Blackbird, she could have done it."
"But we still don't know what her power is."
"Something tells me, that when she wakes up we will find out. What puts me off is that I was not able to find her on Cerebro."
"Maybe it is just because she is older, and then again there has been such an upwelling in mutation that you didn't notice her, its was bound to happen." Hank suggested.
"I hope so, Hank, I hope so."
**Later that day in the medical room.**
"Would you go ahead and wake up already?" Logan was pacing the room in annoyance.
He had been stuck in the room the whole day, and he was restless, he had began pacing an hour ago to stretch his legs.
At one point Kitty (Half-pint to him) came down to give him an apple, she said 'He must, like, have been getting hungry, cooped up in this room all day.' He had growled and grudgingly took the apple from her, mumbling thanks. She smiled and skipped off. He had smiled too as he took a bite of the apple, only after she was out of sight though. He really did care for the kids, they had so much potential, he enjoyed helping them reach it, but he had to be hard on them, they couldn't be babied their whole lives.
Through out the day some of the kids had come don to see the mystery woman, but he had to scare them off, Xavier had told him not to let any of the kids down until they were sure the woman wasn't a danger to them, and Logan wasn't about to let any of the kids get hurt.
"Com on!" He growled and stomped over to her bed like a child who had not gotten their way. "Wake up! I'm sick of being in this room!" He leaned over her his face over hers. He growled as he looked down at her.
What happened next happened so fast, that anyone watching would have had to sit back and think on it for a moment, to fully understand what had happened. Polaris's eyes snapped open and lightning fast she gathered her surroundings, the first thing she registered is she was in some sort of lab the second thing she registered was that the man that had captured her was looking down at her, and that all the vital body parts were in her range. She decided to get at the thing closest to her, his jaw.
She gave him a right hook that sent him reeling, she spun around and kicked him over using both legs and all the strength her weakened muscles could muster. She jumped up so she was standing on the bed and realized she was wearing a different set of cloths her white shirt had been replaced with a green one and her jeans where different. But at that moment that was the least of her worries, she pulled off the oxygen mask, snapping the cords. As she went to jump off the bed, she noticed the IV; she quickly pulled it out using as much precision as possible, making quick work of it she jumped from the bed vaulting most of the room towards the door.
By this time Logan had recovered and was running after her yelling, "Get back I'm not gonna hurt ya!"
Polaris wasn't paying attention she was scrambling towards the door holding out her had as she used her mutation, she was soon past the small obstacle by blasting it out of the way, it groaned as it pushed in on its self until it flew into the hallway, crashing through a wall. Her fear made her power stringer but unfortunately it didn't do her body any good. She pumped her legs as hard as she could ducking around corners, but soon her legs felt like they were made of lead instead of flesh and blood, at this point she whished they were lead, because then she could have made herself fly. Her chest was on fire, her lungs felt like they would burst with the effort.
Then all of a sudden she was on the ground and something heavy was on to off her. Logan had tackled her from behind.
"Geoffa me!" She snarled and tried to get up, but he was too heavy and she was too weak.
"Not until you agree to come back to the medical wing with me." He said straining to keep her down.
"What so you can finish what ever experiment you were doing on me? I don't think so pal!" She shoved him off of her and began running again, but not before she had taken a few steppes a pair of arms seized her and pinned her own arms to her sides, Logan bent a little back so that her feet where slightly off the ground. She twisted and struggled and kicked, but to no avail, he didn't loosen his grip at all. She screamed in rage and went limp, knowing that she could not get loose, and also knowing that if she got anymore worked up she'd get sicker than she already was. Better to die of sickness then under these freaks knife, she thought.
"We are not gonna hurt ya!" He said turning around, and walking awkwardly down the hall back to the medical lab-wing he corrected himself.
Hank came barreling out of a doorway that had not suffered Polaris's wrath. "Logan, what was that, it sounded like a cage animal-oh, hello." He stopped and looked at the woman Logan was holding, her long black hair had slide in front of her face and she was glowering up at him through her hair. She twisted slightly so Logan had to change his grip.
"Hey, she's awake now what? She think's we're gonna hurt her." She had begun struggling again and his muscles flexed as he tried to maintain his grip.
"Of course you are your working for Magneto, what else would you do?"
"On the contrary," said a voice that came up from behind Logan, Polaris struggled to turn her head to see the voice. "We are working to fight Magneto." Xavier pulled up beside them. "Hello, I am Professor Charles Xavier, I run this school and you are?"
She glared at him, "Polaris."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Polaris. Allow me to make the introductions, this," He said gesturing to Hank, "Is Professor Hank McCoy also know by Beast." Hank nodded politely. "And the man holding you right now is Logan also know by Wolverine, don't let hi temperament fool you, he was quite worried about you." Logan grunted in annoyance.
"I'm flattered really, if you not here to experiment on me can I go?"
"I'm afraid not." Xavier answered her.
"So I'm a prisoner?"
"Oh no, your just not in any shape to leave, as a matter of fact once your better, your welcome to stay here as long as you like, assuming you have no where else to go?"
"No, I don't." She said and went silent, she stopped struggling, and Logan reluctantly let go at the nod Xavier had given him, Polaris didn't see it. She stood on her own for a minute and then leaned against the wall for support, she had over exerted herself, and could barely stand up.
Hank walked to her, "We have to get you back to the medical wing, you got phenomena in one of you lungs, and have just gotten over you high altitude sickness, and mild exposure."
She looked at him and then to his surprise she smiled at him, she really did have a nice smile. She nodded and took a deep breath, push off the wall, and walked back to the way she had come. Logan stalked behind her, ready to grab her if she made a break for it, and Hank and Xavier where on either side of her talking lightly to her. Hank finally asked what was on everyone's mind.
"What exactly is your power?" He asked the question very carefully, like he was asking her if she had killed someone.
She thought for a moment, "I can manipulate magnetic fields." She said finally. As they were walking at that time they passed by the medical wing's door which had been relocated to a wall.
"I figured as much." Xavier said. She grinned sheepishly, "Sorry about that I can try and fix it if you want." She held out her hand and the door came out of the wall, and the surface of it rippled like water as he dents and scraps where smoothed out of it, the door floated to its old position, and stuck there, everyone could here the sounds of metal snapping, and the door, finally fixed, hissed as it automatically opened again. "I can't do anything about the wall, I'll fix that too later if you want."
She took a step back as she became suddenly very dizzy, she fell beck against Logan and looked up at him, realizing who she had fallen back on she jerked back up, and promptly began to fall forward. Logan reached out and steadied her from falling by putting a firm hand on her shoulder, he felt the muscles in her shoulder stiffen, and he drew back his hand.
When they got into the room, Hank led Polaris back to the bed and ordered her to at least sit down. She obeyed and sat down at the edge.
"Now," Xavier began, "Let me explain a few things, first off you are in Bayville New York, more specifically The School for Gifted Youngsters, or mutants if you will. It is owned by myself and operated by a team of more than capable individuals, two of which are in this room." Polaris cast a skeptical look at Logan but nodded all the same. "Then there is the matter of students. Our students have been dubbed the X-men, they handle various missions and they lie, but most of the time they recruit new mutants or this school before Magneto gets to them."
Polaris gripped the side of the bed, "You know something Xavier, I think I might take up on your offer to let me stay here."
"I'm glad to here it." He said calmly.
"But I'll need to get a job, you know any bars that are hiring, I make a mean tequila."
He smiled pleasantly at her. "That won't be necessary, you see as Logan has pointed out to me on more than one occasion, I need more instructors for the growing number of students this school is receiving." Polaris looked taken aback for a moment, she collected herself quickly.
"So what would I have to do?"
"Assist in their training on the control of their powers, for a better understanding of who they are."
"Oh is that all." She said, and Logan grinned at her, as he caught the dry humor. "Well in that case I'd love to."
"Good, Good. I'll give you more details when you are feeling better. But for now I think you should meet some of your new students." "Alright," She said rising, "Where are they?"
"No need to rise they will be here shortly."
No sooner had he said it then there was a BAMF and Kurt appeared.
"Hallo Professor, what's up?" He looked around his dark hair swishing around his face as he looked expectantly at Polaris, as though she would jump up and do a trick.
"Kurt, I would like you to meet your newest Professor, Miss Polaris." He gestured to her.
"Charmed." He said holding out a three-fingered hand, which she held out her own and shook it. "My name is Kurt, Kurt Wagner, but everybody calls me Nightcrawler or fuzzy elf."
She chuckled a little, "I think I prefer elf."
"So does he." Kurt said jerking his thumb back to Logan.
Polaris had little time to regard this because very soon after Kurt had finished talking, Kitty phased though the door.
"Like, what happened to the wall Professor?" She asked glancing over her shoulder as though she could still see the wall through the now fixed metal door.
Polaris shook her head from side to side, her black hair falling across her face.
"Kitty, I would like you to meet your newest Professor, Miss Polaris." Xavier repeated.
Kitty looked at her surprised, "Like, its suh a pleasure to meet you. Its great to have another woman teacher, Miss. Storm is nice, but she's not here all the time. Are you going to stay at the school like Mr. Logan or Mr. Hank?" She asked politely.
"I'm flattered, and yes." Polaris said to her.
In a short time most of the X-men where there. Scott, Jean, and Rouge all came down, but none of the new mutants did. Polaris greeted them all in turn, smiling at them. As the day wore on, Logan could see Polaris's smile was more and more forced, until finally he couldn't take it any more.
"Alright kid's visiting hours over, lets get outta here, and one of ya's gotta fix the wall." He growled and ushered them out. He saw Polaris from the corner of his eye, she mouth the words 'Thank You' and smile at him, a genuine gratitude filled smile. He suddenly felt better than he had in days.
A/N: Well whattda ya think? R&R!
Disclaimer: **eyes darken** You know......
A/N: I will not explain the bit with Polaris again I explained it on the 1st chapter you can read that again, e-mail me if you have any questions. R&R! Oh and a big thanks to:
Wolviesfan: Thanks for the info, I knew he spoke some other languages, I wasn't sure which though, but to add to the dramatic effect I decided to make him...forget, if ya know what I mean. ^_~ Thank you!
Kaminarimon: I appreciate the long superlative words, means a lot to me to know you think I have some talent. It brightens my day.
Choas: I hope to see it progress too ^_^!
Sushi: Thanks! Merci! Danke! Grazias! Grazie! Obrigado! And all that jazz.
Chapter two, Wakey Wakey.
Logan sat down in a chair adjacent from Polaris; she was lying down in the bed that had been prepared for her in the medical wing of the institutes underground. She had an IV in one arm, and an air mask over her face as a precaution. Hank had said that if there where to be a change in air pressure she could/would get worse, so for now, she had it on as a precaution, until she woke up, whenever that was.
Hank and Professor Xavier where still there, Hank was hanging over her doing diagnoses, the metal glare of the room reflected off of his furrowed brow as he looked at her vitals.
He looked up at them, "There's good news and bad news." He declared.
"What's the good news?" Logan groaned.
"The good news is the cuts on her arm aren't infected and will heal fine, without much scarring, and her high altitude sickness is almost cleared up, a few more hours and she should be stabilized."
"And the bad news?"
"She's got pneumonia in her right lung. It's really not that much of a shock, up in those Canadian mountains with barely anything on for so long, she's got mild exposure to cap it all off."
Logan looked like he was about to snap at him but Xavier cut him off. "Will she be all right, Hank?"
He looked up at him, "I think so. Logan found her in time, although if she had been out there much longer she'd probably have phenomena in both lungs."
"Then we are fortunate," Xavier said bringing his wheelchair around, "but that brings up another question: What was she doing in those mountains?" He looked at Logan.
"What?" He looked at him levelly "Doc I told you, she was fighting with Sabertooth when I found her."
"But what would Magneto want with her?" Hank asked.
"Don't look at me," He growled, "I aint the one that's physic." He crossed his arms and stared at the wall.
"I won't enter her mind," Xavier said, he wheeled his chair to the metal door that open automatically, "Not yet, I'll wait until she wakes up, then we will see what she has to tell us fist." He left, leaving Hank and Logan alone.
"I'm going to run some tests on the blood samples we got from her, I'll be back in a few hours to see how she's doing." He left, taking a small tray with various medical tools on it along with a small vial of blood he had gotten when Logan had first brought her in. That left Logan alone.
**In the hallway**
"Professor! Wait a moment." Hank called after Xavier.
"Yes Hank?" He asked turning around. Hank jogged to catch up with him.
"What do you make of, what that girl said to him?" He asked jerking his thumb over his shoulder in the general direction of the medical wing.
"Oh, yes, that little bit of Spanish, I'll put it this way Hank," He looked at him seriously. "By the look of the Blackbird, she could have done it."
"But we still don't know what her power is."
"Something tells me, that when she wakes up we will find out. What puts me off is that I was not able to find her on Cerebro."
"Maybe it is just because she is older, and then again there has been such an upwelling in mutation that you didn't notice her, its was bound to happen." Hank suggested.
"I hope so, Hank, I hope so."
**Later that day in the medical room.**
"Would you go ahead and wake up already?" Logan was pacing the room in annoyance.
He had been stuck in the room the whole day, and he was restless, he had began pacing an hour ago to stretch his legs.
At one point Kitty (Half-pint to him) came down to give him an apple, she said 'He must, like, have been getting hungry, cooped up in this room all day.' He had growled and grudgingly took the apple from her, mumbling thanks. She smiled and skipped off. He had smiled too as he took a bite of the apple, only after she was out of sight though. He really did care for the kids, they had so much potential, he enjoyed helping them reach it, but he had to be hard on them, they couldn't be babied their whole lives.
Through out the day some of the kids had come don to see the mystery woman, but he had to scare them off, Xavier had told him not to let any of the kids down until they were sure the woman wasn't a danger to them, and Logan wasn't about to let any of the kids get hurt.
"Com on!" He growled and stomped over to her bed like a child who had not gotten their way. "Wake up! I'm sick of being in this room!" He leaned over her his face over hers. He growled as he looked down at her.
What happened next happened so fast, that anyone watching would have had to sit back and think on it for a moment, to fully understand what had happened. Polaris's eyes snapped open and lightning fast she gathered her surroundings, the first thing she registered is she was in some sort of lab the second thing she registered was that the man that had captured her was looking down at her, and that all the vital body parts were in her range. She decided to get at the thing closest to her, his jaw.
She gave him a right hook that sent him reeling, she spun around and kicked him over using both legs and all the strength her weakened muscles could muster. She jumped up so she was standing on the bed and realized she was wearing a different set of cloths her white shirt had been replaced with a green one and her jeans where different. But at that moment that was the least of her worries, she pulled off the oxygen mask, snapping the cords. As she went to jump off the bed, she noticed the IV; she quickly pulled it out using as much precision as possible, making quick work of it she jumped from the bed vaulting most of the room towards the door.
By this time Logan had recovered and was running after her yelling, "Get back I'm not gonna hurt ya!"
Polaris wasn't paying attention she was scrambling towards the door holding out her had as she used her mutation, she was soon past the small obstacle by blasting it out of the way, it groaned as it pushed in on its self until it flew into the hallway, crashing through a wall. Her fear made her power stringer but unfortunately it didn't do her body any good. She pumped her legs as hard as she could ducking around corners, but soon her legs felt like they were made of lead instead of flesh and blood, at this point she whished they were lead, because then she could have made herself fly. Her chest was on fire, her lungs felt like they would burst with the effort.
Then all of a sudden she was on the ground and something heavy was on to off her. Logan had tackled her from behind.
"Geoffa me!" She snarled and tried to get up, but he was too heavy and she was too weak.
"Not until you agree to come back to the medical wing with me." He said straining to keep her down.
"What so you can finish what ever experiment you were doing on me? I don't think so pal!" She shoved him off of her and began running again, but not before she had taken a few steppes a pair of arms seized her and pinned her own arms to her sides, Logan bent a little back so that her feet where slightly off the ground. She twisted and struggled and kicked, but to no avail, he didn't loosen his grip at all. She screamed in rage and went limp, knowing that she could not get loose, and also knowing that if she got anymore worked up she'd get sicker than she already was. Better to die of sickness then under these freaks knife, she thought.
"We are not gonna hurt ya!" He said turning around, and walking awkwardly down the hall back to the medical lab-wing he corrected himself.
Hank came barreling out of a doorway that had not suffered Polaris's wrath. "Logan, what was that, it sounded like a cage animal-oh, hello." He stopped and looked at the woman Logan was holding, her long black hair had slide in front of her face and she was glowering up at him through her hair. She twisted slightly so Logan had to change his grip.
"Hey, she's awake now what? She think's we're gonna hurt her." She had begun struggling again and his muscles flexed as he tried to maintain his grip.
"Of course you are your working for Magneto, what else would you do?"
"On the contrary," said a voice that came up from behind Logan, Polaris struggled to turn her head to see the voice. "We are working to fight Magneto." Xavier pulled up beside them. "Hello, I am Professor Charles Xavier, I run this school and you are?"
She glared at him, "Polaris."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Polaris. Allow me to make the introductions, this," He said gesturing to Hank, "Is Professor Hank McCoy also know by Beast." Hank nodded politely. "And the man holding you right now is Logan also know by Wolverine, don't let hi temperament fool you, he was quite worried about you." Logan grunted in annoyance.
"I'm flattered really, if you not here to experiment on me can I go?"
"I'm afraid not." Xavier answered her.
"So I'm a prisoner?"
"Oh no, your just not in any shape to leave, as a matter of fact once your better, your welcome to stay here as long as you like, assuming you have no where else to go?"
"No, I don't." She said and went silent, she stopped struggling, and Logan reluctantly let go at the nod Xavier had given him, Polaris didn't see it. She stood on her own for a minute and then leaned against the wall for support, she had over exerted herself, and could barely stand up.
Hank walked to her, "We have to get you back to the medical wing, you got phenomena in one of you lungs, and have just gotten over you high altitude sickness, and mild exposure."
She looked at him and then to his surprise she smiled at him, she really did have a nice smile. She nodded and took a deep breath, push off the wall, and walked back to the way she had come. Logan stalked behind her, ready to grab her if she made a break for it, and Hank and Xavier where on either side of her talking lightly to her. Hank finally asked what was on everyone's mind.
"What exactly is your power?" He asked the question very carefully, like he was asking her if she had killed someone.
She thought for a moment, "I can manipulate magnetic fields." She said finally. As they were walking at that time they passed by the medical wing's door which had been relocated to a wall.
"I figured as much." Xavier said. She grinned sheepishly, "Sorry about that I can try and fix it if you want." She held out her hand and the door came out of the wall, and the surface of it rippled like water as he dents and scraps where smoothed out of it, the door floated to its old position, and stuck there, everyone could here the sounds of metal snapping, and the door, finally fixed, hissed as it automatically opened again. "I can't do anything about the wall, I'll fix that too later if you want."
She took a step back as she became suddenly very dizzy, she fell beck against Logan and looked up at him, realizing who she had fallen back on she jerked back up, and promptly began to fall forward. Logan reached out and steadied her from falling by putting a firm hand on her shoulder, he felt the muscles in her shoulder stiffen, and he drew back his hand.
When they got into the room, Hank led Polaris back to the bed and ordered her to at least sit down. She obeyed and sat down at the edge.
"Now," Xavier began, "Let me explain a few things, first off you are in Bayville New York, more specifically The School for Gifted Youngsters, or mutants if you will. It is owned by myself and operated by a team of more than capable individuals, two of which are in this room." Polaris cast a skeptical look at Logan but nodded all the same. "Then there is the matter of students. Our students have been dubbed the X-men, they handle various missions and they lie, but most of the time they recruit new mutants or this school before Magneto gets to them."
Polaris gripped the side of the bed, "You know something Xavier, I think I might take up on your offer to let me stay here."
"I'm glad to here it." He said calmly.
"But I'll need to get a job, you know any bars that are hiring, I make a mean tequila."
He smiled pleasantly at her. "That won't be necessary, you see as Logan has pointed out to me on more than one occasion, I need more instructors for the growing number of students this school is receiving." Polaris looked taken aback for a moment, she collected herself quickly.
"So what would I have to do?"
"Assist in their training on the control of their powers, for a better understanding of who they are."
"Oh is that all." She said, and Logan grinned at her, as he caught the dry humor. "Well in that case I'd love to."
"Good, Good. I'll give you more details when you are feeling better. But for now I think you should meet some of your new students." "Alright," She said rising, "Where are they?"
"No need to rise they will be here shortly."
No sooner had he said it then there was a BAMF and Kurt appeared.
"Hallo Professor, what's up?" He looked around his dark hair swishing around his face as he looked expectantly at Polaris, as though she would jump up and do a trick.
"Kurt, I would like you to meet your newest Professor, Miss Polaris." He gestured to her.
"Charmed." He said holding out a three-fingered hand, which she held out her own and shook it. "My name is Kurt, Kurt Wagner, but everybody calls me Nightcrawler or fuzzy elf."
She chuckled a little, "I think I prefer elf."
"So does he." Kurt said jerking his thumb back to Logan.
Polaris had little time to regard this because very soon after Kurt had finished talking, Kitty phased though the door.
"Like, what happened to the wall Professor?" She asked glancing over her shoulder as though she could still see the wall through the now fixed metal door.
Polaris shook her head from side to side, her black hair falling across her face.
"Kitty, I would like you to meet your newest Professor, Miss Polaris." Xavier repeated.
Kitty looked at her surprised, "Like, its suh a pleasure to meet you. Its great to have another woman teacher, Miss. Storm is nice, but she's not here all the time. Are you going to stay at the school like Mr. Logan or Mr. Hank?" She asked politely.
"I'm flattered, and yes." Polaris said to her.
In a short time most of the X-men where there. Scott, Jean, and Rouge all came down, but none of the new mutants did. Polaris greeted them all in turn, smiling at them. As the day wore on, Logan could see Polaris's smile was more and more forced, until finally he couldn't take it any more.
"Alright kid's visiting hours over, lets get outta here, and one of ya's gotta fix the wall." He growled and ushered them out. He saw Polaris from the corner of his eye, she mouth the words 'Thank You' and smile at him, a genuine gratitude filled smile. He suddenly felt better than he had in days.
A/N: Well whattda ya think? R&R!
