Author Note: Continuing on, it will get better I promise. Review please, let me know I should continue, or not. Oh, and I don't know a lot about Arizona so I'm sorry if I offend anyone, I'm only familiar with Logan territory (I'm from Alberta, Canada).

Marie landed the blackbird with grace onto the desert sand. They were somewhere in Arizona according to the GPS systems in the plane. The sun had almost disappeared behind the horizon.

"That was excellent Marie!" She had far exceeded Scott's expectations. She could roll and maneuver the jet through a multitude of obstacles with an ease that even he hadn't yet mastered.

"Ready to head back whenever you are!" Marie was pleased with her abilities and eager to get back in the air.

"Not yet. Come on, I wanna show you something." Scott lowered the ramp and grabbed a duffle bag from behind his seat. With Marie in tow, he led them to a rock formation about 50 feet away. There were about four rocks, about as big as Marie, in a circle formation. In the centre, a fire pit build out of smaller rocks had been built, but not used in a very long time.

"I haven't been out here since before I got together with Jean. I used to come here all the time, you know sort things out; think about my family, what I was doing with my life. Charles must have loved the jet fuel bills." Scott pulled some fire wood out of the duffle bag and built a fire. "After Jean and I got together, I never came out here, no need I guess. I spent most of my time worrying about her and her growing powers. I kinda missed it though."

They sat in silence for awhile listening to some sort of coyote howl in the distance. If Marie hadn't known any better, she would have thought it was the Logan in her head trying to get out.

Finally Scott spoke again, "I thought that maybe you'd enjoy this place. I mean now that you are fully qualified to fly the jet, you are more than welcome to use this place to, you know, run away for an evening... Just leave a note like 'gone to get some air' and I won't tell anyone what it means. That way if there's an emergency I'll know to contact you on the comms." Scott was always thinking about the duties of an X-Man. She wouldn't be surprised if he knew where all the X-Men were at any time of the day...but if that was the case...

"I love this place Scott, thanks for showing it to me." Now, how was she going to ask?...Well, maybe she should just come right out and say it,

"Scott, I was wandering..."

"Hmmm?"

"Do you know where Logan goes every night? I mean does he just go to a bar and a trashy hotel, or does he live with someone somewhere? I was always kinda wondered."

"Just plain curious?" Scott chuckled, "I find that hard to believe!"

"Seriously Scott, where does he go?"

"I honestly don't know, but he does bring a comm. with him every night as per my request. I think it's the only advice he has ever followed of mine although it did take some convincing. And it's not for me that he brings it with him." There was a hint of resentment in his voice with his last words. Marie either ignored it or missed it entirely.

"I'm surprised Xavier would insist on something like that when he has such strong telepathy."

Scott grinned, "You know for one of my best new X-Men, you sure are clueless sometimes."