Transcendental; yeah I do kinda update very quick. I wrote this story like 'forever' ago! I think it was when X2 came out... yes very long time.

Anywho's, I found it on my computer - got into reading it, fell in love with it again, polishing up a few area's, and well here I am!

It's nice to know that I've hopefully got the capital's in order (literally). And also it pleases me to know that yourself and LadyWolfBane are avid readers.

Thankyou my darlings! Mwah!!!

PS. I apologise... this chappie is a little soppy at the begining. It's not my strong point. Heh heh

X- Angel

Chapter 11

Warren layed her down on her bed, and crouched down next to her. She had stopped crying now, but fresh tears sat on her face. He brushed them away, and pulled some strands of loose hair away, that had stuck to her cheeks.

"Thankyou..." She whispered looking up at him.

"For what?" He asked tilting his head to the side slightly.

Piper shrugged, as she sat up leaning on her elbow's. "For being there I guess... it's been a long time since I've had someone there for me."

"It's alright..." He smiled. "What do you think will happen?" He asked, sitting himself up onto the bed beside her.

"I'm not sure." She sighed, lying back down. "They'll probably try to find me now... they know where I am."

Warren looked down. "How do they know?" He asked, holding onto her hand.

Piper sat up uncompfortably, and looked at him strait in the eye's. "Xavier told me we were followed..." She watched as his eyes grew wider with shock and fear. She empathised his feallings. "Their not going to take me away..." She whispered raising a hand, to stroke down his jaw line.

With lightening reflexes, Warren took hold of Piper's hand, pulling it against his chest, and lent forwards a little. "That's because I wont let them..." He whispered, and closed his eyes to kiss her.

Piper was a little hesitant at first, but soon found her lip's pressed againt his own, kissing him.

They pulled away, unblinkingly staring at eachother's eyes, before Warren got up onto his feet, and walked backwards. "Where are you going?" Piper asked, reaching her hand out to him, as he her let go.

"I'll be back later..." He strode forwards placing a delicate kiss to her cheek and walked out.

Piper sat back on her bed, and opened up her bedside table drawer. She reached in, to pull out a little Green Trinket Box. Opening it up, she held a little White feather in her hand. The same feather Warren had given to her on her first night of meeting him.

She put the box back, and layed down on her bed, closing her eyes in an attempt to sleep.

She layed there for about an hour, but restlessly, she kicked the covers off of her, and walked out of the room. She trotted downstairs to see that Logan had returned. She was making her way over to him, as a voice called out to her.

"Piper?" She turned around to see Cabbie standing there. "Hey, are you okay?" She asked.

Piper greeted her with a false smile. "I'm fine..."

"Oh - it's just you looked pretty upset earlier."

"I'm fine, really." She stated flatly, and turned her back on the Model. Cabbie simply flicked her eyebrow's at her, feeling a little hurt, and walked off in the opposite direction.

"Logan?" She asked as she stood beside him.

He took the Cigar out of hs mouth, and exhaled the smoke. "Yeah, what do you want?" He asked in his usual manner.

"I was wondering, if you could give me a few lesson's in the Gym." She asked.

"Well, I dont know..." He thought, thinking she couldnt take it. "I'll have to ask the-"

"It's alright Logan." Xavier interuppted, holding his hand up, announcing his presence. After a brief moment of silence, Logan raised his head as if knowing everything, and looked down at Piper.

"Follow me." He smiled, as he lead her down to the Gym.

"Okay then Kid, let's see what you got." He said, taking off his coat, and stubbing out his cigar on the Brick wall. He walked onto the matt's in the middle of the room, and cracked his knuckles. Piper followed, discarding of her shoes, and removing her jumper, to reveal a light green tank top, over her Blue jean's.

"Okay, stand like me..." Logan instructed, standing with one foot infront of the other, and his fists raised into ball's infront of his face. "Good... now, take your left hand to guard your face..." He continued, arranging her hands so they were in a Boxer's fighting stance. "Now, take your right hand, and Jab." He instructed, gripping hold of her Fist, and thrusting it away from her, in short little jab's. "Good." He said standing infront of her. He placed out his palm. "Hit me..." He said.

Piper struck out, and hit him. "Oww..." She said rubbing her wrist. "Havn't done that for a while."

Logan looked at her cautiously. "You know how to fight..?" He stated, with a slight suggestment intented. She nodded in reply. "Right..." Logan walked over to the other side of the Gymnasium, instructing Piper to follow, by waving his finger's over his shoulder. He lent his arm against a punch-bag suspended from the Ceiling. "I want you to warm up against this,... then I'll face you against an opponent." He said and began to walk off. "I'll be back in half an Hour." He picked up his jacket, and headed for the door.

"Who'll be my opponent?!" She called after him.

"Me." She heard in reply, as the door shut to.

She let out a sigh. "Great..." She whispered to herself, and began some stretches before going to punch the bag. After a few bout's of punching, and low aimed kick's she let out a roundhouse kick, with a shout of enthusiasm. She smiled in satisfaction, and carried on with another series of punches and kick's.

Unknown to her, behind one of the mirror'd wall's, was hidden a little Darkened room. The set of Mirror's, were infact two-way mirror's. Logan and the Professor stood in the darkness watching her.

"What do you think Logan?" Charles asked, still watching Piper.

"She's got guts... most of it's rage, judging by what you told me." He said, crossing his arms up onto his chest.

"Do you think she's any good?" The Professor asked, placing his fingers to his chin, as he watched her perform, a backflip, away from the punch-bag, and then a flying roundhouse, attacking the Bag. The chain tore away from it's material, and both Piper, and the bag, fell to the floor.

"We'll see..." Logan replied with a slight grimace and left the room.

"You do that all by yourself hotshot?" Logan chuckled walking back into the Gymnasium.

Piper jumped to her feet. "You like?" She said, a little out of breath. Logan simply smiled a little and walked back onto the mat's, with his hands clasped behind his back.