"How is Kurt?" Beast asked.

"Strong." Wolverine replied. "But worried about Kitty."

"Her personal Comm line has been open for almost an hour now Logan. But it's on Mute." Beast keyed a few commands on an off-screen computer.

A small map appeared in the corner of the small communications screen in the puddle-jumper. A blip was demonstrating movement away from the lighthouse.

"And Scott is still there, at the mansion?" Logan raised an eyebrow.

"Indeed, much to his chagrin. He wants to be a part of this, because of his history with Sinister, but you took the last viable aircraft."

Logan took a deep breathe in through his nose and then spoke very plainly. "Beast, that's just too damn bad. It's not his family on the line this time." It's mine …

"You're right, of course, but Logan?" Beast cut him and intimate look. "Kurt is family. Yours, mine, and even Scotts."

Wolverine bit his tongue, metaphorically. "I see what you're saying Beast. Logan out." He keyed the Comm and Beast vanished, looking like he wanted to say something more.

Logan jumped down out of the aircraft and jogged up to the lighthouse.

Kurt steadied himself before the monitor. He was relieved when they had searched the lighthouse and not found any bodies strewn about. And yet his memory clawed at him. He had seen the blade, watched it pass through the girl, Blockage, and he remembered raising it high above his head, intent of cleaving his son.

But then something had happened. There was a scream or a howl, and for a moment, he felt fine, normal again. And then …

His next thoughts were fragmented, and frenzied. Suddenly he believed that he was looking at himself as a young man.

It was the nightmare again. The worst one he had ever had.

The one where he lost control.

Only this time … it was real. He was out of control, homicidal, and in a word … Evil.

I vas fine until she hit me … The thought rolled through his mind. For just that second I vas myself again.

Kurt took a deep breath and keyed the playback feature on the lighthouse security system.

The image winked in to it's wicked existence.

Kitty had come running, searching the house. He watched in silence as she ran room to room, calling his name.

Twice he saw himself moving in the shadows, hunting her, and smiling.

It made him sick.

Then the blonde woman came in, supporting 'Kent' who still couldn't walk by himself.

The blonde girl triggered a button on her watch.

Hello. Kurt thought. Not too suspicious.

Suddenly, a large tattooed man fell in to the scene from above. Kitty and Blockage jumped.

"That's right." Kurt said out loud to no one. There was someone else here first … I dropped him from the balcony after …

The blonde girl came to the large man's aid, freeing his hands and pulling tape from his mouth.

He seemed to be terrified, ranting and pointing.

Kitty began to rant back, putting the man in his place.

She slapped him.

And he stopped, stunned, and hesitant.

Kurt couldn't see what else she said, but the man was relaxing, or at the least, backing down.

"Give him hell." Kurt whispered, tentatively touching the monitor with one thick finger.

And in a flash it happened, Kurt appeared on the screen, stretched across it like an animal in mid-leap, his sword drawn. He seemed to be dancing, or bounding about, enthusiastically.

And then he remembered.

"Elf?" Logan asked from behind Kurt.

"Security tapes." Kurt explained, pulling back so that Logan could see the monitor. "This big guy who I just … cut across the face …" He grimaced. "I found him in the upstairs hall, right outside our crawl space."

Kurt shook his head. "I interrogated him for hours."

"What did you learn?" Wolverine asked.

"That he wasn't with Kitty and didn't know where she was." He shrugged. "I had seen her message – that she was on her way. I thought they were together. " I had hoped it … He shook his head.

Logan gestured toward the monitor. "You just tried to slice the girl." Logan pointed. "Kitty phased her, dropped her through the floor."

Kurt turned his attention back to the monitor. He saw himself, evil sneer on his face as he cast his eyes to the young boy.

He could tell from the movement of his lips that he said "How biblical." And then he vanished, only to appear perched above the young mans fragile form, his sword held high …

"You didn't do it." Logan had crossed his arms over his chest, but now he uncrossed them and leaned in to watch more closely. "You're too fast for it to have taken this long."

Kurt turned to study the monitor more closely.

"I hes-I-tated." He said slowly. "And then … I looked to Kitty."

Then everyone in the camera frame reacted, as though a whistle had gone off.

And Kurt, the one on the screen, looked confused at his own threatening posture.

"Did you see that?" Logan asked, "Something snapped you out of it." His eyes were searching the screen.

"I remember. There was a scream."

"Whoa!" Wolverine actually ducked instinctively. "She REALLY clocked you."

"Ja." Kurt agreed, tonguing his busted lip.

"And that did it." Logan nodded several times. "Look at your eyes."

And Kurt could see that he was right, he wasn't in there any more, it was The Demon.

"I thought …" Kurt began and Logan turned to look at him. "I thought … I was …" He closed his eyes and the nightmare threatened to engulf him. He had killed Kitty – it was how the nightmare ended – and when she had hit him – it was as though she were fighting for her life, and he – trying to take it.

And that belief had made it real.

Logan turned back to the monitor, disturbed by Kurt's fitful silence.

"Well, I'll be a son of a bitch!" Logan exclaimed.

The camera had somehow shaken loose of its perch and ended up on the floor. It did clearly show A hole in the lighthouse wall that framed – someone who appeared to be – Scott Summers.

"I'm sorry I doubted you Elf."

"Why? I doubt myself."

Logan turned away from the monitor. "More than enough time for that after we're all home tonight." He told Kurt.

"Of course." Kurt replied, sounding hurt.

Oh, Elf. Logan thought. Don't do this to yourself.

"Come on." Logan told him. "Beast has a fix on Kitty's Comm signal. We've got some traveling to do."

Logan turned suddenly to face Kurt, looking him in the eye. "Do I smell … Chickens?"