Two days later Logan parked the car next to a small restaurant.
"You wanna come in this time?" he asked, looking over at Randy. Upon entering the city she had started to become extremely tense and spoke little, looking out the window all the time to see if she could spot the gangsters that had attacked her.
"I suppose so," she said. Logan nodded and got out, taking out her wheelchair and setting it up, then putting it next to the car door as he lifted Randy into it. She rarely got out of the car for food and they hadn't yet stopped at a hotel, neither had slept at all. The snow was little in the cities, which made it easier for Randy to get around, and she refused to let Logan push her.
As they entered the café a waitress showed them to a booth that Randy's chair could go into, near the windows on Randy's request.
"Here ya go, hun." The waitress said, coming with their breakfast. "What happened to you?" Randy didn't look up from her food.
"Car accident," she mumbled. The waitress made a sympathetic noise.
"Sorry to hear it. Will ya be able to walk soon?" she asked. Logan growled but Randy looked up at her.
"I don't know, thank you for the food." She said. The waitress took the hint and left, leaving Logan to look at Randy.
"Car accident?" he asked. Randy focused on her food, though she didn't eat anything.
"Yeah, that's the story, alright?" she said. Logan nodded, thinking for a moment.
"Why a car accident?" he asked. Randy looked at him.
"Because that's easy to believe and survive," she said simply. Logan nodded and got to his own food. Randy poked at her food for another couple of minutes and then backed away. "I've got to go to the bathroom," she said. "Excuse me for a moment." Logan nodded and watched her wheel away, chewing slowly on his pancakes and thinking about his plans.
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"Oh fuck," Tear said, scooting as far as he could into the booth. Kead and Jale gave him funny looks.
"What's up, dog?" Jale asked. Kead looked up over the booth and towards the front of the restaurant, and then he also cursed, ducking down immediately. "Kead? What's wrong?" Jale asked, glaring at the two.
"Shut up, and duck down!" Kead said, so urgently Jale looked at the window, lowering his head slightly. Inside one of his pockets he held his knife's handle firmly. Kead put up his elbow and looked down at the table, while Tear raised his black hood and tried to shrink into a corner. After a few seconds Jale heard someone bump into a table, a teenage girl's voice cursing quietly, and then the door to the bathroom opened and shut, and Jale looked up.
"What the hell is going on?" he demanded. Tear had gone very pale and Kead was looking nervous. This unsettled the teen more than the shrimp looking scared, Kead was never nervous.
"She's back! She made it!" Tear squeaked. Kead grabbed his arm suddenly.
"Shut. Up." He hissed through gritted teeth.
"Who's back? Tell me ***(censored)***, or I'll rip your head off!" Jale growled.
"Remember that bitch we killed? The mutie?" Kead asked.
"Yeah, what about her?" Jale asked. Kead didn't bother beating around the bush.
"That was her, I remember the claws." He said. "And the face to." He looked at the table as Jale's jaw dropped.
"What?" he said.
"She made it, she aint dead!" Tear said, his voice still unnaturally high. Jale's eyes narrowed and he held on to his dagger tighter, out of view of the other two.
"She's in there? The bitch I killed?" he said. Kead nodded. Jale looked at the bathroom door and leaned back in his seat.
"Then we wait here, till she comes out. Make sure it is her." He said.
"And if it is?" Kead asked, looking at the older teen. Jale looked at him.
"Then we kill her again," he said, taking out his knife.
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"Professor!" Jannie whined jumping from foot to foot, her skin changing from neon yellow to dark green to blue and then back to yellow faster than you could name the colors to show her agitation and impatience.
"Calm down Janice," he said, sighing.
"Calm down?" Jannie said, stopping in an indignant shade of dark purple. "Randy's in the city! With Logan! Looking for the idiots who almost murdered her! But no, no. That's fine. There's nothing to worry about, perfectly normal for a Canadian wolf-man and a wheelchair girl to go look for gangsters who would kill them in a second!"
"Randy vill be fine," Kurt said, crossing his arms on his chest. Jannie glared at him.
"And you!" she hollered. "You let her go? You blackmailed Logan into MAKING him take her?! I should kill you right now, oh man I should!" Kurt ignored her.
"So you found her professor?" he asked. Xavier nodded and smiled as Jannie went back to bright yellow, sitting down in a huff.
"She and Logan are in the city, I was able to contact them and I feel Logan will be able to protect Randy in the situation both are willing to go into. They left under their own free will and-" but he was cut off by Jannie, who had turned into a bright shade of pink. "Yes Jannie?" he sighed.
"If they're allowed to go willingly, does that mean that I can go after them? If I'm willing?" she asked. Kurt laughed and the professor just looked at her, smiling also.
"You want to go after Randy and Logan?" he asked.
"Yes!" Jannie cried, looking hopeful as her skin turned an even brighter pink.
"Into the city? And do what?" Xavier asked.
"Bring them back here!" Jannie cried, as if this were the most obvious thing in the world and someone like the professor, especially being a telepath, should know this.
"And keep them from finding the people they left here to get? It seemed immensely important for them to find those teenagers, they didn't even ask for my help in finding them." he said. Jannie scowled but turned black, a sign of bitter defeat. Kurt smiled at her and she glared back.
"She shouldn't be there with only that man," she muttered darkly.
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I have the last chappie almost written up, but y'all need t' review ta get it. Also, I'm very sorry it took me this long to post, but I got a writers block and then had to finish my other story, but I got this and will finish it before working on anything else, I promise!
-Ice Lynx
"You wanna come in this time?" he asked, looking over at Randy. Upon entering the city she had started to become extremely tense and spoke little, looking out the window all the time to see if she could spot the gangsters that had attacked her.
"I suppose so," she said. Logan nodded and got out, taking out her wheelchair and setting it up, then putting it next to the car door as he lifted Randy into it. She rarely got out of the car for food and they hadn't yet stopped at a hotel, neither had slept at all. The snow was little in the cities, which made it easier for Randy to get around, and she refused to let Logan push her.
As they entered the café a waitress showed them to a booth that Randy's chair could go into, near the windows on Randy's request.
"Here ya go, hun." The waitress said, coming with their breakfast. "What happened to you?" Randy didn't look up from her food.
"Car accident," she mumbled. The waitress made a sympathetic noise.
"Sorry to hear it. Will ya be able to walk soon?" she asked. Logan growled but Randy looked up at her.
"I don't know, thank you for the food." She said. The waitress took the hint and left, leaving Logan to look at Randy.
"Car accident?" he asked. Randy focused on her food, though she didn't eat anything.
"Yeah, that's the story, alright?" she said. Logan nodded, thinking for a moment.
"Why a car accident?" he asked. Randy looked at him.
"Because that's easy to believe and survive," she said simply. Logan nodded and got to his own food. Randy poked at her food for another couple of minutes and then backed away. "I've got to go to the bathroom," she said. "Excuse me for a moment." Logan nodded and watched her wheel away, chewing slowly on his pancakes and thinking about his plans.
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"Oh fuck," Tear said, scooting as far as he could into the booth. Kead and Jale gave him funny looks.
"What's up, dog?" Jale asked. Kead looked up over the booth and towards the front of the restaurant, and then he also cursed, ducking down immediately. "Kead? What's wrong?" Jale asked, glaring at the two.
"Shut up, and duck down!" Kead said, so urgently Jale looked at the window, lowering his head slightly. Inside one of his pockets he held his knife's handle firmly. Kead put up his elbow and looked down at the table, while Tear raised his black hood and tried to shrink into a corner. After a few seconds Jale heard someone bump into a table, a teenage girl's voice cursing quietly, and then the door to the bathroom opened and shut, and Jale looked up.
"What the hell is going on?" he demanded. Tear had gone very pale and Kead was looking nervous. This unsettled the teen more than the shrimp looking scared, Kead was never nervous.
"She's back! She made it!" Tear squeaked. Kead grabbed his arm suddenly.
"Shut. Up." He hissed through gritted teeth.
"Who's back? Tell me ***(censored)***, or I'll rip your head off!" Jale growled.
"Remember that bitch we killed? The mutie?" Kead asked.
"Yeah, what about her?" Jale asked. Kead didn't bother beating around the bush.
"That was her, I remember the claws." He said. "And the face to." He looked at the table as Jale's jaw dropped.
"What?" he said.
"She made it, she aint dead!" Tear said, his voice still unnaturally high. Jale's eyes narrowed and he held on to his dagger tighter, out of view of the other two.
"She's in there? The bitch I killed?" he said. Kead nodded. Jale looked at the bathroom door and leaned back in his seat.
"Then we wait here, till she comes out. Make sure it is her." He said.
"And if it is?" Kead asked, looking at the older teen. Jale looked at him.
"Then we kill her again," he said, taking out his knife.
**********
"Professor!" Jannie whined jumping from foot to foot, her skin changing from neon yellow to dark green to blue and then back to yellow faster than you could name the colors to show her agitation and impatience.
"Calm down Janice," he said, sighing.
"Calm down?" Jannie said, stopping in an indignant shade of dark purple. "Randy's in the city! With Logan! Looking for the idiots who almost murdered her! But no, no. That's fine. There's nothing to worry about, perfectly normal for a Canadian wolf-man and a wheelchair girl to go look for gangsters who would kill them in a second!"
"Randy vill be fine," Kurt said, crossing his arms on his chest. Jannie glared at him.
"And you!" she hollered. "You let her go? You blackmailed Logan into MAKING him take her?! I should kill you right now, oh man I should!" Kurt ignored her.
"So you found her professor?" he asked. Xavier nodded and smiled as Jannie went back to bright yellow, sitting down in a huff.
"She and Logan are in the city, I was able to contact them and I feel Logan will be able to protect Randy in the situation both are willing to go into. They left under their own free will and-" but he was cut off by Jannie, who had turned into a bright shade of pink. "Yes Jannie?" he sighed.
"If they're allowed to go willingly, does that mean that I can go after them? If I'm willing?" she asked. Kurt laughed and the professor just looked at her, smiling also.
"You want to go after Randy and Logan?" he asked.
"Yes!" Jannie cried, looking hopeful as her skin turned an even brighter pink.
"Into the city? And do what?" Xavier asked.
"Bring them back here!" Jannie cried, as if this were the most obvious thing in the world and someone like the professor, especially being a telepath, should know this.
"And keep them from finding the people they left here to get? It seemed immensely important for them to find those teenagers, they didn't even ask for my help in finding them." he said. Jannie scowled but turned black, a sign of bitter defeat. Kurt smiled at her and she glared back.
"She shouldn't be there with only that man," she muttered darkly.
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I have the last chappie almost written up, but y'all need t' review ta get it. Also, I'm very sorry it took me this long to post, but I got a writers block and then had to finish my other story, but I got this and will finish it before working on anything else, I promise!
-Ice Lynx
