Here's the last chapter. It's short. On to it.
Facing the Past chapter six: Home At Last
The Blackbird landed gently onto the dew soaked grass to off load its passengers. Everyone except Scott, who was putting the jet up, piled through the front door. Wolverine and Gambit had a hold on Sabertooth, who was heavily sedated, and was going to put him safely in a locked room til they could figure out what to do with him. Most of the X-men and most of the Pack went to get something to eat out of the kitchen. Hydro, Gabby, and Pixie stayed behind to talk with Xavier.
"So, Pixie, you want help?" Charles asked.
"Yes. I don't want to keep going in and out of these hazy periods. In this last month or so I can only remember bits and pieces and things. And those thing I do remember I don't like. I want to be my own person again and forget this horrible face I keep seeing in my dreams." she pleaded.
"We can help her. Can't we, professor?" Hydro said with much conviction.
"Yeah, no one should have to go through something like that." Gabby said, laying a hand on Irona's shoulder.
"Of course we'll help you, but it might require some time. We still don't know if you're under mind control." Pixie paled underneath her tanned skin. "Don't worry. We will try out best to keep you from that." Charles reassured.
"Thank you, Professor Xavier." Pixie smiled warmly.
"It's no problem at all. Luke, Gabby, will you set Irona up in a room, and see if you can find where she's left her personally items." The three of them left to get the pixie girl settled in and Charles joined the others.
After securing Sabertooth, Wolverine sent a message to Nature and Shadow. They had just walked into one of the private rooms. Logan sat on the desk staring out the window.
"We got your notes." Morgana said. "Why did you want to see us?"
"Girls," Logan turned from the window. He met their gazes, and all the courage he had found was gone. "I asked you here to apologize. I didn't know you both would be used to hurt me. I'm...sorry."
"Logan, it wasn't your fault." Morgana stated. Shadow just stood there. "You didn't know he would find out, and attack us."
"I doesn't really matter. We're alive. What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger. Trust me, I've proven that fact." With that Shadow walked out.
"Okay." Logan said as Shadow left. Morgana started to leave, but stopped when, "Morgana, wait." She turned. "How are you doing...about Alex?"
"I don't know to be honest."
"I tried to talk to your mother, but..."
"She's set in her ways. She doesn't want to change. And she's scared...scared I'll make her mistakes." Her expression was sadder now. "Was I a mistake? Was I..." she began to cry.
Logan hugged her. "No. I loved your mother. But...with the life I was leading...I was no good for her or your tribe. If I had known she was pregnant..."
"It's okay. All's forgiven. I don't understand. Alex has quit that life. I just don't get it."
"Maybe time will tell." Logan said as they walked out.
"Maybe." ********************
Elsewhere, Illya was taking food to Sabertooth. She unlocked the door then locked it again when she was inside. "I brought you food." she said to him. He just looked at her from his cell. She handed him the tray through the bars. When he took it she turned around to leave.
"You've certainly grown up. Didn't recognize you at first."
"What do you mean?" she asked turning around.
"I remember when you was this tall." He said showing the height. "How's your mother?" he asked in an kind voice.
Illya, getting mad, stepped closet to the cell. "Don't you ever mention my mother again. I don't know who you think you are, but my mother means nothing to you. Got it?" she said through clenched teeth. Sabertooth sat back down quietly. Illya then stormed out of the room.
"Little Illya, you have no idea." Sabertooth mumbled.
The End?
Facing the Past chapter six: Home At Last
The Blackbird landed gently onto the dew soaked grass to off load its passengers. Everyone except Scott, who was putting the jet up, piled through the front door. Wolverine and Gambit had a hold on Sabertooth, who was heavily sedated, and was going to put him safely in a locked room til they could figure out what to do with him. Most of the X-men and most of the Pack went to get something to eat out of the kitchen. Hydro, Gabby, and Pixie stayed behind to talk with Xavier.
"So, Pixie, you want help?" Charles asked.
"Yes. I don't want to keep going in and out of these hazy periods. In this last month or so I can only remember bits and pieces and things. And those thing I do remember I don't like. I want to be my own person again and forget this horrible face I keep seeing in my dreams." she pleaded.
"We can help her. Can't we, professor?" Hydro said with much conviction.
"Yeah, no one should have to go through something like that." Gabby said, laying a hand on Irona's shoulder.
"Of course we'll help you, but it might require some time. We still don't know if you're under mind control." Pixie paled underneath her tanned skin. "Don't worry. We will try out best to keep you from that." Charles reassured.
"Thank you, Professor Xavier." Pixie smiled warmly.
"It's no problem at all. Luke, Gabby, will you set Irona up in a room, and see if you can find where she's left her personally items." The three of them left to get the pixie girl settled in and Charles joined the others.
After securing Sabertooth, Wolverine sent a message to Nature and Shadow. They had just walked into one of the private rooms. Logan sat on the desk staring out the window.
"We got your notes." Morgana said. "Why did you want to see us?"
"Girls," Logan turned from the window. He met their gazes, and all the courage he had found was gone. "I asked you here to apologize. I didn't know you both would be used to hurt me. I'm...sorry."
"Logan, it wasn't your fault." Morgana stated. Shadow just stood there. "You didn't know he would find out, and attack us."
"I doesn't really matter. We're alive. What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger. Trust me, I've proven that fact." With that Shadow walked out.
"Okay." Logan said as Shadow left. Morgana started to leave, but stopped when, "Morgana, wait." She turned. "How are you doing...about Alex?"
"I don't know to be honest."
"I tried to talk to your mother, but..."
"She's set in her ways. She doesn't want to change. And she's scared...scared I'll make her mistakes." Her expression was sadder now. "Was I a mistake? Was I..." she began to cry.
Logan hugged her. "No. I loved your mother. But...with the life I was leading...I was no good for her or your tribe. If I had known she was pregnant..."
"It's okay. All's forgiven. I don't understand. Alex has quit that life. I just don't get it."
"Maybe time will tell." Logan said as they walked out.
"Maybe." ********************
Elsewhere, Illya was taking food to Sabertooth. She unlocked the door then locked it again when she was inside. "I brought you food." she said to him. He just looked at her from his cell. She handed him the tray through the bars. When he took it she turned around to leave.
"You've certainly grown up. Didn't recognize you at first."
"What do you mean?" she asked turning around.
"I remember when you was this tall." He said showing the height. "How's your mother?" he asked in an kind voice.
Illya, getting mad, stepped closet to the cell. "Don't you ever mention my mother again. I don't know who you think you are, but my mother means nothing to you. Got it?" she said through clenched teeth. Sabertooth sat back down quietly. Illya then stormed out of the room.
"Little Illya, you have no idea." Sabertooth mumbled.
The End?