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Acadian Angel – thank you for reviewing! I really appreciate you!
xXrogue-demonXx – dude! You are so funny! Thanks for the Accent Award, I'm (definitely not Ah'm) in total agreement that sometimes it's hard to read the heavier southern accents. I'm honored that you liked this so much that you read it in one day! Sorry the chaps aren't longer. It's only my second fic, so I'm still getting the hang of it. I really admire those people that write like 100+ page single-spaced stories. All the detail....whoa! As for the relationship with Remy & C-C-Cassandra, hadn't really explored it too deep. So, thoughts are they grew up knowing about each other, maybe had a short fling? Hmmmm…..
Roguechere: that's a great idea, thanks for suggesting! I put Romy info in the subject just for you.
Miss Attitude & PsycheX: I'm so excited that you are enjoying this story and have reviewed a couple of times! It's really inspiring. I'm my own worst critic and sometimes I think my stories suck. But, I absolutely relish opening up a review alert and seeing some positive feedback!!!! And the speed of publishing the chaps? What can I say, when I get on a roll with a thought, I gotta pop it out. Guess it helps that I'm a super fast typist (so I've been told).
Hope I haven't missed anyone. I am thankful for everyone who takes the time to submit a review!!
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Wolverine crouched to the ground and sniffed all around. "mmmmmm…..Cat" he snarled and then leaped forward. He wasn't sure what he had followed earlier, but it had disappeared without a trace. Now his mission was to find the rest of the team and get out of this cemetery. He moved swiftly through the different paths, pausing every once in a while to sniff the air and get his bearings. Finally, he stopped outside of an old shed.
He started to grab the handle to open the door. But, his adrenaline was flowing wildly and he needed to bust loose some of his pent up energy. He raised his arms and he yelled as he brought both sets of blades into the metal door forming a perfect triple X. He continued slicing into the door a few more moments, when it finally tore off completely.
Inside the two girls were hovered in a corner, frightened out of their minds and screaming bloody murder. Logan leaped in with his blades out to the sides ready to strike. They all stared at each other and then a look of irritation arose on Kitty's face.
"WOLVERINE! What the hell? Like you totally scared the crap out of us!!" She stood up with her hands on both hips.
"Look what you did to my place!" Sara retorted.
Logan was dumbfounded, and his expression showed it. "Um, yeah, well, sorry kid. I thought you two were in trouble." He retracted his blades as he looked around the little shack. "So, you live here? Nice" he grumbled.
"Hey, it's a place. Better than the streets" she defended.
Logan looked at both of them and decided it was time to leave. "Let's go kid. You too half-pint. We got to find Rogue and the Cajun and get back to the institute."