A/N: Thanks for reviewing! I'm sorry this took so long, writer's block. ugh. Well, here ya go.

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Getting To Know You

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Cyclops waited in the Danger Room, impatiently tapping his foot as the rest of the team waited in a line formation. He kept sighing and glancing at the door, which was really irritating to most of his other teammates.

"Maybe she couldn't come." Jean said, hoping that he would just start the session already. She had a life, she had other things to do today besides his training sessions, as she was sure some of the other teens did too.

Rogue stepped forward a little hesitantly, about to tell them about Logan, when the Danger Room's metallic doors slid open and Ghost stepped through, wearing a warm up uniform that was custom for the new recruits.

Ghost didn't say a word, she just walked through the room, ignoring the stares (especially from Scott), and stood at the end of the formed line.

"You're fifteen minutes late." Cyclops announced in a clipped voice, just to let her know how annoyed he was. "Do you have an excuse?"

Ghost rolled her eyes. 'Great, he just hadta take on that authorative tone.' she thought to herself. She fearlessly glared daggers at the X-Men leader and let him have it. "For your information I was checking on my brother in the infirmary." she noticed Scott's shocked expression and added, "Bet you feel like an ass now."

Rogue couldn't help a muffled laugh, and turned away so Cyclops didn't notice.

Cyclops truly *did* feel like an ass at that moment. He hadn't known Logan was in the infirmary, but he still felt awkward about the way he acted. He masked his shock with a stoney expression and didn't further press the issue. "Okay then, let's begin the session."

"Scott, you need to brief us first." Kitty told him, surprised that he'd forgotten.

Cyclops blushed for a moment, then crossed his arms over his chest. "Right." he cleared his throat. "The session will be an obstacle course, with 'start' and 'finish' clearly visible. Every team member must get through, without getting marked by any of the paintballs, or getting trapped. You have 8 minutes." There were audible groans from a few of the teens, then Cyclops retreated to the control tower to start the session and observe.

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When the Danger Room session was completed and everyone started to head for the showers, Scott carefully approached Ghost as she stepped out into the hallway. "Hey, wait up a second will you?"

Ghost groaned, this kid was really starting to get on her nerves. She turned slowly and faced him, her arms across her chest. "What?"

Scott approached the girl and smiled slightly. "You did better than I thought you would."

Ghost rolled her eyes. 'Was that supposed ta be a compliment? Is he saying he thought I was incompetant?' she sighed, a bit of a smirk on her face. "Well, I *am* learning from Logan." and as an afterthought she added, "I could probably even whip *your* ass Scotty."

Scott's smile stiffened and he took on a more serious posture and tone of voice. "We'll see about that." There was a moment of awkward silence, then he realized something. "So...why's Logan in the infirmary?" he asked, trying to sound sympathetic. He didn't necessarily hate the guy, but the two of them never really saw eye to eye.

Ghost tilted her head to the side and stared at the crack in the floor where it met the wall. "There was a new Weapon X chip thing in his head, made him all crazy. Chuck and Beast got it out though."

Scott just nodded slowly, registering what she was saying. She started to turn away and take off, and he didn't stop her. 'So much for small talk and trying to be friendly.' he thought to himself as Ghost briskly walked away without another word.

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Logan was sitting in Professor Xavier's office, anxiously tapping the at the wooden armrest of the chair. He heard Charles wheel into the room, but didn't turn around. Instead he waited until the man came around his desk and was now facing him. "Ya find anythin' Chuck?"

Xavier leaned up against the desk. "I used Cerebro to scan the area where the old facility was as promised."

Logan raised an eyebrow as if to say, 'and?'.

Charles looked down at some papers on his desk for a moment. There was a file concerning the old Weapon X chip, which apparently didn't reveal much. "I didn't find anything. I'm sorry Logan."

He growled lowly, a sign of his irritation. Regaining his calm, he stared ahead at the Professor, rubbing a hand over his chin. "So...there's gotta be someone controlling the new chip, right?"

Charles nodded solemnly, his face contorted in a look of serious concentration. "Agreed. The only problem is finding out who was controlling it...and from where."

There was a knock on the door and Xavier gazed away from Logan, who didn't seem to care that someone was at the door. "Come in Rogue."

Rogue slowly opened the door, an envelope in her hand as she silently entered the room. "Uh, this came in the mail for Logan. It says 'Weapon X' on the back."

Logan looked up as soon as Rogue had said his name, followed by Weapon X. He growled and shot up from his chair, taking the envelope as Rogue held it out.

Professor Xavier nodded to the girl. "Thank you Rogue."

Rogue turned and walked out of the room, it being obvious they didn't want her to stay.

Charles wheeled towards where Logan was standing and looked at the paper in his hand that he tore from the envelope. "What does it say?"

Logan read, an angered tone to his voice, "It says, 'I hope you enjoyed the throbbing pain in your skull, forcing you to need to kill something. I can make it stop, because I made it start. You want answers, you have to come to me. Go to the docks at midnight tonight, and come alone runt. -Sabretooth'."

Xavier's brows furrowed and he looked to the side for a moment, left to his own thoughts. He then turned back to Logan. "If Sabretooth was the one who was controlling the chip, I'm not sure he was working alone. And he obviously doesn't know it's been removed."

Logan angrily crumpled the paper in his hand and threw it across the room. "I gotta go though."

Charles frowned. "It's a trap Logan, you know that."

"Yeah," he grunted. "but I still gotta finish this. I wanna know what furball wants with me."

The Professor sighed as Logan began to head out of the room. "Just...use your head Logan. If anything happens, you can always contact me." he tapped the side of his head. "What shall I tell Ghost? If she comes looking for you tonight that is..."

Logan sighed as he stopped at the door, a softened expression on his face. "Jus' tell her...I had some business ta take care of. She'll understand."

Charles watched Logan leave and sat there, staring at the door. "I know she'll understand, but she's going to want to help you..." he said quietly to the empty room. He sensed Ghost nearby, but didn't say anything. Charles already knew she would do what had to be done, and that he couldn't stop her anyway. Tonight when Logan left to take care of things, Ghost would be there.

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