A/N: Thank you so much Trunksblue, for being my only reviewer. I already had this chapter finished, but I was going to pull the story since no one had reviewed. Thank you so much. I'm dedicating this chapter to you. Thanks again!
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Getting To Know You
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Professor Xavier sits behind his desk in his study, watching the mysterious man known as Wolverine pace infront of him. "Logan, please, take a seat."
He let out a long sigh, finally flopping down in a chair. All Logan could think about was the girl in the infirmary, the girl that he had recently discovered to be his sister. This was all overwhelming for a man that knows nearly nothing about his past. He'd been checking in on her often since she arrived, and something in his memory seemed to click...but not for long. "What's her real name Chuck? Randi?"
Xavier nodded. "Yes. She prefers to be called Ghost I was told."
Logan tilted his head to the side, looking past Charles and out the window. All this time, he's had a sister, and she just surfaces in his memory now? He growls lowly to himself, thinking of how Weapon X must have clouded over those memories. "She's just a kid..." Logan trails off, glancing back up at the Professor.
He leans forward on his desk, steepling his hands and resting his chin against them. "She isn't a child." Xavier says slowly, making sure Logan knows what he's telling him. "Her healing abilities have supressed her aging, though they seem to do nothing for injuries, unlike your healing factor."
Logan nods, still seemingly somewhere else in his mind. He shakes his head, blinking a few times, then looks back up. "Yeah. I know, you told me already." he replies lowly. Charles starts to look antsy and Logan can tell he's holding something back. He stares at the man, eyes hardened. "What is it Chuck?"
"The car that hit your sister. I believe they were Weapon X agents sent to kill her." He tells his old friend sympathetically.
Logan furrows his brows, his lip curling into a snarl. "What the hell do they want with her?! How do they even know?!"
Charles shook his head. "I don't think they wanted her, I only think they meant to kill her to keep you from discovering anything else from your past *through* her." he said sadly, wondering if all this information at once was too much for Logan to take in. "I'm not sure how they knew about her either. Maybe they knew before and thought she was already dead. I'm sorry Logan, I didn't find anything."
Logan stood up abrubtly and started to leave the Professor's office. "I'm goin' ta see her Chuck."
"What will you say?"
"I dunno." he replied quietly, stalking out of the room.
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Ghost sat at the edge of the medical bed, swinging her feet back and forth and thinking about Logan. 'I wonder what he looks like? Do I look like him? Is he nice? Does he have an attitude? Maybe that's where I get it from, I've always wondered.' She was suddenly interrupted from her thoughts when someone came into the infirmary. It was a girl, carrying a bundle of clothes and a few different pairs of shoes.
"Hey...Ghost right?"
Ghost nodded and watched the girl as she set the clothes down on the bed.
"I'm Rogue." She smiled and tucked a white streak of hair behind her ear. "We gathered up a bunch o' clothes so yah could pick what yah like."
"Thanks." Ghost replied kind of gruffly as she carefully got off the bed, wincing at the sharp pain in her ribs.
Rogue didn't know what quite to say to the newcomer. She kind of just stood there, watching as the girl brushed past her and went into the infirmary's bathroom to change. It was weird to think that Ghost was Wolverine's sister. There was definetly a resemblance, but knowing that Logan knew next to nothing about his past, then finding out the guy has a sister...that was kinda...weird. Rogue turned around and left the infirmary, taking with her the clothes that Ghost wasn't using.
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After taking a long, hot shower, Ghost put on the plain black tank top, baggy black pants, and a pair of boots that she took from the pile Rogue had given her to choose from. She let out a long sigh, leaning against the sink and staring at her reflection in the mirror. Ghost groaned, reaching out a hand to gently touch the gash above her right eye. She stepped back, running a hand through her damp hair, and tucking a blue lock of her bang behind her ear as she exited the bathroom.
As soon as she was back in the main medical room, Professor Xavier wheeled in, followed by a well muscled man with dark, wild hair. Right then and there, Ghost knew that was Logan. His eyes gave it away the most, and she wanted to run up to him and wrap her arms around his neck. She had finally found her brother she'd been looking for, but despite him being so close, he was still far away. They didn't even know eachother. A tear threatened to fall down her cheek but she held it back, standing there, unable to speak.
Professor Xavier smiled, allowing Logan to step forward. "Ghost, I'm sure you already know who this is."
Logan looked into Ghost's eyes, already feeling the connection between them. The thing that scared him the most was that her bright blue eyes already showed that she had seen so much in her time, things that she probably didn't even remember, but occasionally dreamt about, like his dreams of the past and Weapon X. He half smiled, almost wanting to just wrap his arms around her to comfort her, now that he'd finally found a part of his family. Ever since he'd carried her limp form to the X-Jet a few days ago, he'd been worried about her, always bugging Professor Xavier and Doctor McCoy to find out if she was okay. Now she was standing right infront of him, and he didn't know what to say. "Hey kid, how're ya doin'?" he finally stammered out slowly.
Ghost tilted her head to the side, smiling almost sadly. "Okay I guess..."
Professor Xavier grinned, turning his wheelchair around to leave the med lab. "Ghost, Logan can show you to your room when you're ready. I'll let you two alone."
Logan nodded, then was slightly surprised when Ghost suddenly stepped toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head against his chest. For a few seconds, he didn't know what to do, but then he slowly put his arms around her back. "It's good ta see ya, Randi."
Right then, Ghost wasn't even bothered that he'd used her real name, for all she cared, he was the only person that she'd allow to call her that. She felt the tears coming, and just let them fall down her cheeks. She pulled away suddenly, wiping her eyes. "Sorry. I just...I uh...after finding out I had a brother, I'd been lookin' for you and..."
"It's okay, ya don't gotta explain." Logan smiled with a sigh. He couldn't even express how he felt right then. There was a short moment of awkward silence, then he started towards the door. "C'mon, I'll show ya to yer room."
Ghost nodded, happily following him out of the infirmary.
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Getting To Know You
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Professor Xavier sits behind his desk in his study, watching the mysterious man known as Wolverine pace infront of him. "Logan, please, take a seat."
He let out a long sigh, finally flopping down in a chair. All Logan could think about was the girl in the infirmary, the girl that he had recently discovered to be his sister. This was all overwhelming for a man that knows nearly nothing about his past. He'd been checking in on her often since she arrived, and something in his memory seemed to click...but not for long. "What's her real name Chuck? Randi?"
Xavier nodded. "Yes. She prefers to be called Ghost I was told."
Logan tilted his head to the side, looking past Charles and out the window. All this time, he's had a sister, and she just surfaces in his memory now? He growls lowly to himself, thinking of how Weapon X must have clouded over those memories. "She's just a kid..." Logan trails off, glancing back up at the Professor.
He leans forward on his desk, steepling his hands and resting his chin against them. "She isn't a child." Xavier says slowly, making sure Logan knows what he's telling him. "Her healing abilities have supressed her aging, though they seem to do nothing for injuries, unlike your healing factor."
Logan nods, still seemingly somewhere else in his mind. He shakes his head, blinking a few times, then looks back up. "Yeah. I know, you told me already." he replies lowly. Charles starts to look antsy and Logan can tell he's holding something back. He stares at the man, eyes hardened. "What is it Chuck?"
"The car that hit your sister. I believe they were Weapon X agents sent to kill her." He tells his old friend sympathetically.
Logan furrows his brows, his lip curling into a snarl. "What the hell do they want with her?! How do they even know?!"
Charles shook his head. "I don't think they wanted her, I only think they meant to kill her to keep you from discovering anything else from your past *through* her." he said sadly, wondering if all this information at once was too much for Logan to take in. "I'm not sure how they knew about her either. Maybe they knew before and thought she was already dead. I'm sorry Logan, I didn't find anything."
Logan stood up abrubtly and started to leave the Professor's office. "I'm goin' ta see her Chuck."
"What will you say?"
"I dunno." he replied quietly, stalking out of the room.
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Ghost sat at the edge of the medical bed, swinging her feet back and forth and thinking about Logan. 'I wonder what he looks like? Do I look like him? Is he nice? Does he have an attitude? Maybe that's where I get it from, I've always wondered.' She was suddenly interrupted from her thoughts when someone came into the infirmary. It was a girl, carrying a bundle of clothes and a few different pairs of shoes.
"Hey...Ghost right?"
Ghost nodded and watched the girl as she set the clothes down on the bed.
"I'm Rogue." She smiled and tucked a white streak of hair behind her ear. "We gathered up a bunch o' clothes so yah could pick what yah like."
"Thanks." Ghost replied kind of gruffly as she carefully got off the bed, wincing at the sharp pain in her ribs.
Rogue didn't know what quite to say to the newcomer. She kind of just stood there, watching as the girl brushed past her and went into the infirmary's bathroom to change. It was weird to think that Ghost was Wolverine's sister. There was definetly a resemblance, but knowing that Logan knew next to nothing about his past, then finding out the guy has a sister...that was kinda...weird. Rogue turned around and left the infirmary, taking with her the clothes that Ghost wasn't using.
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After taking a long, hot shower, Ghost put on the plain black tank top, baggy black pants, and a pair of boots that she took from the pile Rogue had given her to choose from. She let out a long sigh, leaning against the sink and staring at her reflection in the mirror. Ghost groaned, reaching out a hand to gently touch the gash above her right eye. She stepped back, running a hand through her damp hair, and tucking a blue lock of her bang behind her ear as she exited the bathroom.
As soon as she was back in the main medical room, Professor Xavier wheeled in, followed by a well muscled man with dark, wild hair. Right then and there, Ghost knew that was Logan. His eyes gave it away the most, and she wanted to run up to him and wrap her arms around his neck. She had finally found her brother she'd been looking for, but despite him being so close, he was still far away. They didn't even know eachother. A tear threatened to fall down her cheek but she held it back, standing there, unable to speak.
Professor Xavier smiled, allowing Logan to step forward. "Ghost, I'm sure you already know who this is."
Logan looked into Ghost's eyes, already feeling the connection between them. The thing that scared him the most was that her bright blue eyes already showed that she had seen so much in her time, things that she probably didn't even remember, but occasionally dreamt about, like his dreams of the past and Weapon X. He half smiled, almost wanting to just wrap his arms around her to comfort her, now that he'd finally found a part of his family. Ever since he'd carried her limp form to the X-Jet a few days ago, he'd been worried about her, always bugging Professor Xavier and Doctor McCoy to find out if she was okay. Now she was standing right infront of him, and he didn't know what to say. "Hey kid, how're ya doin'?" he finally stammered out slowly.
Ghost tilted her head to the side, smiling almost sadly. "Okay I guess..."
Professor Xavier grinned, turning his wheelchair around to leave the med lab. "Ghost, Logan can show you to your room when you're ready. I'll let you two alone."
Logan nodded, then was slightly surprised when Ghost suddenly stepped toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head against his chest. For a few seconds, he didn't know what to do, but then he slowly put his arms around her back. "It's good ta see ya, Randi."
Right then, Ghost wasn't even bothered that he'd used her real name, for all she cared, he was the only person that she'd allow to call her that. She felt the tears coming, and just let them fall down her cheeks. She pulled away suddenly, wiping her eyes. "Sorry. I just...I uh...after finding out I had a brother, I'd been lookin' for you and..."
"It's okay, ya don't gotta explain." Logan smiled with a sigh. He couldn't even express how he felt right then. There was a short moment of awkward silence, then he started towards the door. "C'mon, I'll show ya to yer room."
Ghost nodded, happily following him out of the infirmary.
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