Jean was hesitant to react. Theressa was beginning to think that she had
said the wrong thing. But that was how she felt. Wasn't it? At last Jean
answered.
"That's great. I'll send Scott in his Rolls-Royce and ha......." Theressa interrupted Jean
"No will you come? And Take the Blackbird considering the fact that I live in Texas an you live in New York."
Jean laughed when she said "Okay. I'll be there in ten to fifteen minutes." Theressa turned the communicator off and slipped it into her pocket. There were still a couple of things that she had to do.
"Mom, are you still up?"
"Yes dear. I'm in the living room." Theressa followed the voices of the television. When she entered the room her mother turned the TV off. Theressa turned the light on and knelt done by her mother, Who was seated on the coach.
Theressa held out the communicator. For a long time there was silence but Margaret finally spoke with a lump in her through.
"So you are leaving?"
"Yeah but if you need me call me on this." Margaret took the device in her grasp. They heard a light thump on the door. Theressa opened it with her telekinetic powers. She was expecting Jean but when she looked up she saw a Man in a black uniform with wild hair and sideburns.
"Who are you?" Theressa heard her father say angrily. When the man did not answer, Rob loaded his riffle and pointed it at the man's forehead. The man threw his hands up in protest.
"Whoa bub!! I don't want to cause any trouble. I don't want to hurt you. I just want to take Theressa."
Theressa heard footsteps coming up the walk. Then she saw a hand on the door. "No one is going anywhere until you tell me who or what you are. NOW!"
Theressa moved in front of her mother to protect her when Margaret started to scream at her husband. "Robert Conwell! What on earth are you doing? You put that gun down right now!"
The man in the uniform suddenly sprouted three metal like claws out of his right fist. "Like I said. I don't wa...." The man stopped in mid sentence and fell to the ground. Theressa looked at the man's body. On his forehead was a bullet wound. The person behind him stepped back then ran in to the house. It was Jean. Why hadn't she come alone? Did she not trust her?
"Logan?" Jean cried.
Something caught Theressa's attention. She saw that Logan's skin was pulling back together. Then the bullet fell out. His eyes opened and he stood up. Jean tried to help him but he refused.
"I'm all right Jean but I'm not to sure about him." Logan said as he pointed one claw at Theressa's father and then retracted it.
"Jean who is this clown? Super Claws?" Theressa said as she stepped next to Jean. When Logan met her gaze he could tell that she knew exactly who he was.
"Cute kid. Real cute. The name is Wolverine, but you already know that. You know Jean, this one has a lot of spunk. I think I can work with that."
Jean looked and Wolverine crossly. "I told you not to start anything. Your lucky I was not far. We're ready. Let's go!" Theressa ran to her father and hugged him. Then she moved to the door, but before she closed it she had one last thing she wanted to say. "Even though you don't love me, I still and always will love you." She closed the door behind her. Then in the privacy of his home and only his wife to see him, Robert fell to his knees and cried "I love you too."
"That's great. I'll send Scott in his Rolls-Royce and ha......." Theressa interrupted Jean
"No will you come? And Take the Blackbird considering the fact that I live in Texas an you live in New York."
Jean laughed when she said "Okay. I'll be there in ten to fifteen minutes." Theressa turned the communicator off and slipped it into her pocket. There were still a couple of things that she had to do.
"Mom, are you still up?"
"Yes dear. I'm in the living room." Theressa followed the voices of the television. When she entered the room her mother turned the TV off. Theressa turned the light on and knelt done by her mother, Who was seated on the coach.
Theressa held out the communicator. For a long time there was silence but Margaret finally spoke with a lump in her through.
"So you are leaving?"
"Yeah but if you need me call me on this." Margaret took the device in her grasp. They heard a light thump on the door. Theressa opened it with her telekinetic powers. She was expecting Jean but when she looked up she saw a Man in a black uniform with wild hair and sideburns.
"Who are you?" Theressa heard her father say angrily. When the man did not answer, Rob loaded his riffle and pointed it at the man's forehead. The man threw his hands up in protest.
"Whoa bub!! I don't want to cause any trouble. I don't want to hurt you. I just want to take Theressa."
Theressa heard footsteps coming up the walk. Then she saw a hand on the door. "No one is going anywhere until you tell me who or what you are. NOW!"
Theressa moved in front of her mother to protect her when Margaret started to scream at her husband. "Robert Conwell! What on earth are you doing? You put that gun down right now!"
The man in the uniform suddenly sprouted three metal like claws out of his right fist. "Like I said. I don't wa...." The man stopped in mid sentence and fell to the ground. Theressa looked at the man's body. On his forehead was a bullet wound. The person behind him stepped back then ran in to the house. It was Jean. Why hadn't she come alone? Did she not trust her?
"Logan?" Jean cried.
Something caught Theressa's attention. She saw that Logan's skin was pulling back together. Then the bullet fell out. His eyes opened and he stood up. Jean tried to help him but he refused.
"I'm all right Jean but I'm not to sure about him." Logan said as he pointed one claw at Theressa's father and then retracted it.
"Jean who is this clown? Super Claws?" Theressa said as she stepped next to Jean. When Logan met her gaze he could tell that she knew exactly who he was.
"Cute kid. Real cute. The name is Wolverine, but you already know that. You know Jean, this one has a lot of spunk. I think I can work with that."
Jean looked and Wolverine crossly. "I told you not to start anything. Your lucky I was not far. We're ready. Let's go!" Theressa ran to her father and hugged him. Then she moved to the door, but before she closed it she had one last thing she wanted to say. "Even though you don't love me, I still and always will love you." She closed the door behind her. Then in the privacy of his home and only his wife to see him, Robert fell to his knees and cried "I love you too."