Logan and Scott were waiting outside the med-bay when Ororo came up with the black boy that was clearly from New York City, he looked cocky and arrogant but Logan could smell the fear on him, as well as something else he couldn't quite place...

Tear starred at Scott, or more specifically Scott's visors, until the young man was quite uneasy and unsettled. Ororo looked at them, apparently in a bad mood and trying to ignore the rude behavior being demonstrated by him, and asked Scott a question to distract him from the teen's gaze.

"So are Jean and Hank in there?" she asked. Still a bit unnerved Scott gave a short reply.

"Yeah, they said something about changing the bandages." Just then the door slid open, releasing the smell of blood into the hallway and revealing Hank. Like he had done upon seeing Kurt, Tear yelped and jumped backwards, and Hank looked at him severely.

"You're the visitor? Well, is the professor's right then you're one of the people who needs to see this the most, come in." he said, then he turned away and went back in the room. Completely taken aback Tear looked at Ororo, who raised her eyebrows and nodded for him to follow that blue man. Reluctantly Tear went in after him, wondering if he dared a comment about the smell to the small group.

But once the teen went in and saw the girl lying without any bandages on her exposed chest he forgot how to say anything at all.

Since he was considered young it was alright for him to not take part in major crimes, and this included killings. Besides, Jale's hate for mutants was so widely known and talked about that no one helped him those situations at all. Except maybe Kead or the other member of their gang, Terry, who was probably still in jail for killing his girlfriend. Plus it had been night in an unlit alley, and when they moved the girl Kead had put his coat around her before Tear saw much. So the exact condition of the mutant had been as much mystery to Tear as to the meaning of life.

But now, confronted with what Jale and his gang had actually done to this girl plus the fact that she was still alive, completely threw Tear back a hundred times worse than the appearance of Kurt and Hank combined.

With his mouth hanging open Tear backed away after a moment, not noticing the red headed woman and Hank looking at him or moving to get more bandages. The teen backed out of the door, when suddenly he felt someone grab his shirt and throw his into a wall. His attacker then picked him up and pinned him against the wall by his neck, his feet dangling a couple inches above the ground.

"Logan!" Ororo cried, as taken aback at the Canadian's sudden attack on the visitor. Tear grabbed his hands and looked ready to wet himself as he gasped for breath.

"It was you," Logan growled. "You did that to her!" Tear looked at him, fearing the short man more than anyone else at the moment.

"No! It wasn't me! It was my gang, I just watched!" he squeaked. Logan growled and three of his claws unsheathed, ripping through Tear's clothing and stopping just short of his neck. Tear's eyes, if possible, got bigger.

"You just watched? You just watched?!" Logan shouted. Ororo and Scott stared at the two, completely taken aback by the news.

"I did! I swear! It was Jale, he hate muties!" Tear cried, desperately trying to get away from the metal claws.

"And you did nothing to stop him? You just let them tear her up? What, were you just going to leave her for dead?" Logan snarled.

"Yeah, but me'n Kead heard about this place, and Jale was in the slammer, so we brought her here!" Tear squeaked, his voice high from fear and lack of oxygen.

"Yeah, you dumped her out in a snow storm in the middle of the night to almost freeze to death before we could get her?" Logan said in a low voice. Tear was now turning red and could only manage a tiny nod, and to his relief Ororo came over and put a hand on Logan's shoulder.

"Logan," she said in a low voice. "He did bring her here, it's more than most would do."

Logan promptly dropped Tear, who slid to the floor and gasped for breath with his hands on his throat, and turned to face the white haired woman. "What?" he said. "Are you actually defending him?! Have you seen that kid in there?" he roared. Ororo didn't flinch at the man's outburst and spoke calmly.

"No, I am not defending him. I'm saying that though it's a crime itself to let others do these things, he did bring her here and probably risked more than his reputation by doing so," she said. Tear looked up and wondered vaguely why she was defending him, but was grateful that she was. Logan just glared for a moment, and then bent down and looked at Tear in the eye.

"One more question, street trash," he said. "Why'd you come back, huh? Why didn't you just leave her in that alley, or here?" Tear glared at him, not the he could breath he was getting angry. What did it matter why he came back? He did, didn't he? Plus he went through the trouble to get that mutant here and didn't leave her in the alley, right?

"I don't have to tell you anything," he snarled right back. Logan looked ready to throttle him, but Ororo, pulled him away. Tear stood up and straightened his jacket, then looked at the three mutants. "Well, thanks fer the sight, I'm gone," he said, and turned to leave. But Logan grabbed him again and spun him around.

"Listen you, if that girl doesn't make it you and your gang should start saying your prayers, got it bub?" he snarled. Tear pushed him off and stormed away, and Ororo followed him quickly to make sure he got out alright. Logan turned to looked at Scott, who had an odd expression on his face.

"Yeh see?" the Canadian said. Then he took out a cigar and just chewed on the end, not lighting it and waiting for news of the girl.

*****

(1 Week Later)

"So how is the girl doing, Hank?" Xavier asked. Hank smiled.

"Much better, we found a blood donor and her wounds are healing very well. We're hoping she wakes up soon." Xavier also smiled.

"Wonderful, any sign of the boy, James?" he asked. Hank shook his head.

"Apparently Logan drove him out and he hasn't been in contact since, it might be for the better though..." Hank said, sighing. Xavier nodded and suddenly Kurt bamfed into the room, a huge grin on his face.

"Jean sent me to get you," the blue boy said. "Ze girl is vaking up!"

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Kurt; Yay! She is vaking up! Ice Lynx; No duh, you don't think I'd kill her do you? Strange Angel; Well you killed two of your other characters off. Ice Lynx; Yeah, well, at the end of the story. When have I ever created a short story? Strange Angel; True, and I'm still waiting for you to finish that story. Ice Lynx; Which one? Strange Angel; Does it matter? Out of sixteen stories you've only finished four! Ice Lynx; Hey! Gimme a break! I get lots of writer's blocks! Kurt; Uh, vot are you tvo talking about? Ice Lynx; Lol, nothing you would understand Kurty! Kurt; ... giveGodtheGlory; I'd like to see the story about the purple girl finished, and also the sequel to Wolverine Girl... Ice Lynx; Milana? I just posted two chapters about Milana... giveGodtheGlory; You aren't going to kill the purple girl or the river girl, are you? *sniffle* Ice Lynx; Uh, I'm not particularly planning anything. Of course, I didn't with Jen either... Kurt; Jen? Vosent she the one vo vos green? Ice Lynx; Yes, *sigh*, Jen was the one who was green. Strange Angel; I cant believe you did it again to Ink! She was so cool! Ice Lynx; Stop badgering me about it! It's a tragedy fic, k? And I did leave the twelve kids alone, even Belle! This is a fic about another mutant, so quit bugging me about it! Kurt; ... Strange Angel; Yeah, but you finished Ink's story, so we cant talk there anymore... Ice Lynx; hey, call me k? Kurt, quit shuffling you feet, it's annoying. Kurt; Sorry. Jack Sparrow; Hey, do you have any more Fruit 2 O? Ice Lynx; HEY! Your in the other story! Get out! I'll deal with you later! Legolas; * in the background* Does she have anymore marshmellows Jack? Did you ask? Ice Lynx; GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!! *hits Jack and Legolas with a broomstick*

Ice Lynx; Well now that my writing mother is done bugging me, and I have a request for some stories to be done, AND Kurt, Greenleaf, and Jack have gone back to their rightful places in my twisted stories, sorry about that. I try and keep these talks out of it, but they have been more and more persistent.

Well, please review the story that came before the meeting, and I'll try and keep this going.

-Ice Lynx