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Steph walked into the rec room and found Logan asleep on the couch, Ruhko also sleeping in his arms and corny soap opera on the television. The mute looked down at her image inducer and vaguely wondered why she even wore it, she never talked anyway.

Logan grunted in his sleep and turned his head, causing Ruhko to stir as well. Steph sighed silently and sat on a chair near them, propping her head up on her arm. It must be so nice to be that small and able to cuddle up in someone's arms, to know they'd protect you with their life and you'd never have to worry about anything when they held you.

Of course, you never thought about bad things beyond being hungry when you were Ruhko's age. Steph looked at the TV where some bimbo was crying and looking at a dead guy. Great, she thought. Lemme guess, the dude tried to kill her but she killed him instead and now she's gonna be all stupid and try and hide the body, only later it will be discovered and she'll get found out and there will be five episodes of sobbing, which will make every single TV Guide cover for a month.

Steph moodily turned off the TV and looked again at Logan and Ruhko, then tossed a blanket over them and slouched out of the room.

"Hello Steph," Steph looked up and saw Kurt ahead of her, smiling as his tail waved back and fourth. Steph nodded at him and walked by, though he had opened his mouth to say something. She didn't want to talk, and right now she didn't want to hear either. All she wanted now was to take a nap.

Logan was in the Danger Room, looking around to make sure everything was working right after one of his classes. The kids had done pretty good, even if it was just holograms and not real danger.

Logan flexed his muscles, it had been a while since he had done any training. Suddenly a simulation started up and he ducked as a razor flew by his head, narrowly missing his ear as the surprised Canadian looked up at the booth, to see Steph grinning evilly at him as she paused the training level.

"Yeh almost got me there," Logan said, smiling slightly. Steph shrugged and looked down at the control board and then at him, arching an eyebrow. Logan nodded.

"Turn it teh the level I jus' created last week," he said. Steph looked and saw it was a pretty tough one, not one anybody but Logan would be dumb enough to try. But then he was Logan and she did feel like watching him run around in circles, so she typed in the commands and started it up, enjoying watching Logan jump around and destroy things with his claws.

Logan was getting a pretty good workout, even for him, and soon sweat started running down his forehead as he dodged machines and tried to get hit as little as possible.

Steph wondered how many real fights he had been in, and how many he had won, Probably most of them, he was a good fighter, though she'd never write that down and tell him.

Thinking of this Steph took out her slate and began to take notes on all of Logan's mistakes, so she could show him later. It seemed the simulation was getting harder as time wore on, or maybe Logan was just getting slower, he was hit twice in the back even though the wounds healed instantly.

As the level got harder Steph began noticing more rips in Logan's costume when she looked up, and a small edge of worry began to creep up her spine, he hadn't been training much lately, always taking care of Ruhko and not getting that much sleep.

Steph looked around for her power suppressor but didn't see one, she had taken it off before she came down here. Suddenly she heard an explosion and swiveled around to see Logan crash against the wall. Immediately her hear froze as she rushed to turn the simulation off, but not before the huge hammer-like thing hit Logan twice more.

As Steph rushed down to Logan she found he was unmoving, even when she shook him. She cursed mentally, why had she taken off her suppressor? Then she could call for help, or try and get Logan to answer to her voice.

Concentrating on what the professor had suggested for controlling her voice Steph whispered Logan's name, but only heard the deadly ring of her mutation in the whisper.

Frantically she grabbed Logan underneath his arms and tried to pull him out of the danger room, but not succeeding, she'd have to leave for help. But what if the program started up again?

"Logan, are you in- oh my god, what happened?" Luck was finally on Steph's side as Ororo came through the doors, finding Steph bent over Logan. Steph made motions of fighting and pointed at the walls the hammers had disappeared into and then hit her fist on her head, wishing she hadn't left her slate upstairs. Ororo rushed over and checked for a pulse, looking up at Steph with a grim face.

"Go get Hank, tell him to come immediately," she said in a low voice. Steph got up and ran from the room immediately her throat clenching as she skidded around a corner and into the medbay. Hank looked up as the girl jumped up and down, making frantic motions towards the door.

"Steph? What's wrong?" he asked, looking over his glasses. Steph's hands clenched into fists in frustration, those Twinkies had made the doctor incredibly slow.

"Logan's hurt, get to the Danger room!" she whispered. Hank flinched, a hand shooting up to his head, but he had heard most of the desperate message.

"Ugh, you could have just-" he began, but Steph grabbed his jacket and shook him violently, then pushed him towards the door. Hank nodded and hurried out, Steph right on his heels.