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After grabbing a can of spaghettio's and a sidelong glance at Logan, Indiana headed off to work leaving Logan and I alone. Fishing through the 'fridge for something to drink I looked over the door to Logan, who was sitting at the kitchen table glaring at his freshly wrapped hands.

 "There's a bar downstairs, wanna go grab a beer?"

He looked up at me, "Ya read my mind." He grinned climbing to his feet.

 "Great, let me just grab my wallet and we'll go."

He nodded and I walked off into my bedroom in search of the old black and red wallet I've carried with me ever since I was a teen.

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I glanced at the clock as Ripley disappeared into her room, five o'clock, shit time sure moves fast here. I ran a hand through my hair; still damp from the shower I had had earlier, and sighed. Ripley walked back out waving a black wallet in the air, and smiled.

 "I was thinking, why don't we grab a bottle of beer at the bar and bring it back up here, then I'll dig out a few of my old comics."

 I raised an eyebrow curiously, "'comics'?"

She nodded pocketing her wallet, "You'll see, let's go," She then grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards the door, "Oh yea…" She looked me over and frowned.

 I looked down at myself, I was wearing the same clothes I had been wearing when I got here… and they were covered with spots of dry blood.

 "I think I might have something that will fit you," She disappeared back into her room and came back with a pair of blue jeans and a plain black T-shirt, "A pair of my… Ex boyfriend's clothes."

 I raised an eyebrow, but decided that I didn't want to know and took the clothes from her.

 "You can keep those." She added as I make my way to the bathroom.

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The bar has a thick smoky smell to it, Logan lights a cigar adding to the smell. I try to ignore the smell, its not working and instead makes my head hurt.

 "What ch'ya want?" I ask over my shoulder as I approach the bartender.

He says some kind of brand that neither I, or the bartender recognizes then sighs and shrugs, "Just get me whatever yer havin'."

  I order our beers and hand the bartender his money, "Keep the change." I smile turning back to Logan who already has his bottle open.

 "Not bad." He smirks taking another swig.

I nod, "You might want to take it easy though, you don't have your healing factor to help you out this time."

 He pauses at an ashtray and puts out his cigar, "Yer right," He grunts, "Needed a reason ta quit those things."

I grin pushing through the exit into the fresh air and take in a deep breath. I turn and watch as Logan walks out, the shirt I gave him a little to tight and the pants a little baggy, perfect.

 "So yer gonna show me these comics, right?" He asks as we climb the stairs back to my apartment.

I nod, "Yep. I can't believe you haven't figured out what they are yet." I snicker pushing open the door to my apartment.

 "Should I have?" He asks closing the door behind himself and followed me into my room.

I pull a box out from under my bed and sit down with it on the floor. He sits down across from me with a curious expression on his face. I pull out a comic book from the box, it's an ordinary orange colored book with the word 'ORIGIN' printed across the top. I hand it to him and smile softly.

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 "'Origin', okay…" I look up at Ripley and she rolls her eyes.

 "Open it."

I open it and flip through some of the pages till my eyes catch something… odd. I turn back a page to find a picture of a man, who sort of looks like me, with claws, sort of like mine.

 "What the-?"

She pulls out another comic book this one with the title of 'X-men: Evolution', and there I am on the cover with everyone else. I drop the book in my hands and take the one in hers and flip through it.

 "This… this… all happened," I look up at her, her face now serious, "You weren't kiddin'."

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