A/N: Sorry everyone for the long delay, school has started up again making me feel lazy...

A/N2: I haven't seen Aliens in forever, I didn't even know there was a Ripley in that movie! lol. I just like the name Ripley and have used it in another story and thought it fit X-23 pretty well. She looks like a Ripley to me. ::Shrugs:: Anywhoo, thank you everyone for the reviews!

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The bandage was a bit too tight, so she loosened it. Then it began to itch and burn, so she took the bandage off and examined it carefully. It had stopped bleeding and was beginning to heal over nicely. Her fingers ran over the scab gently causing some of it to reopen and bleed again.

"Ya need ta leave it alone fer it ta heal." The deep gruff voice startled Liz out of her thoughts and she clamped a hand over the wound irritating it further.

She winced then shot a look at Logan, "It was itching." She said softly removing her hand to look at the damage she had caused.

Logan snorted looking her arm over then shook his head, "Stay here, I'm gonna go get Hank ta look yer arm over fer ya." He eyed her for a moment before walking off down the corridor. Liz stood there for a moment then sighed rewrapping her arm.

"What did you do to you're arm?" It was a simple honest question even coming from Ripley; Aka X-23.

Liz frowned slightly hiding her arm from Ripley's view as she turned to the girl, "Danger Room." She said softly, this was the first time since Ripley's visit that night a few days ago that the two had talked. Liz lowered her eyes to the floor silently wishing that Logan would hurry up.

"Looks like you need to get the bandages changed." Ripley said matter-of-factly tilting her head to the side a bit to get a better look at Liz's arm. Liz turned with her, a natural reflex she had gotten while living at Hydra for so long. She hesitated a moment before lifting her arm and examining it.

"Logan said he'd have Hank look at it for me." She said softly as though if she spoke to loudly she'd be punished.

Ripley nodded, her face blank showing no emotion, "You talk to Logan a lot?" She didn't know why she was so damn curious about this girl, no wait, woman. Maybe it was because she was the other half responsible for her life.

Liz licked her lips, her whole mouth was dry, "No," She shook her head then stopped and shrugged, "Maybe. He's the only one who…" She trailed off shrugging again.

"Understands?" Ripley filled in knowingly and Liz nodded.

In more ways than one, Ripley noted, Liz was still a bit like a child. She wondered if she could even read, or write for that matter. But she also knew how the older woman felt, like an alien on a foreign planet... or a mutant amongst humans as it was.

"What about you?" Liz asked hesitantly shifting her weight to her left foot.

"What about me?" Ripley asked furrowing her eyebrows, the first emotion she had shown since she started the conversation with Liz; curiosity

Liz shifted feet again, "You talk to Logan a lot? Since he is… I don't know what you would consider him..."

Ripley shook her head, "No, I try to avoid him for the most part. It's his fault that I am who-" She stopped abruptly realizing who she was talking too, "No, I don't talk to him much."

Liz's face dropped a bit at Ripley's first comment, "Yea, I guess I wouldn't want too either if I were you." Her voice had quieted again.

Ripley frowned a bit, "Look I…" She turned her head hearing Logan and Hank approaching deep in conversation, looking back at Liz she tilted her head to the side, "I'll see ya around." She turned and walked in the opposite direction the voices were coming from and had just made it around the corner when Hank and Logan rounded the other.

"Ms. Blake," Hank smiled warmly approaching her, "I heard you had an accident in the Danger Room?"

Liz eyed Hank a bit before shrugging and unwrapping the bandage to show him her arm, "I guess."

"Hnm…" Hank nodded thoughtfully, "You need stitches my dear girl, come on, to the infirmary."

"I'm gonna go start trainin'," Logan said pointing over his shoulder with his thumb, "The kids have been slackin' off." An evil grin spread across his face as he walked away.

Hank sighed shaking his head a bit but didn't say anything. Liz frowned a little as she followed behind Hank to the infirmary, she didn't like the place it reminded her too much of Hydra. A shiver ran up her back at the thought and she bowed her head keeping her eyes glued to the floor.

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