"Good," the professor confirmed before he wheeled closer to the white van on the far wall. "The vehicles have each have a full tank of gas, which is more than enough for your journey." He turned to Logan. "If you're satisfied with the provisions, you may load them now."

Logan looked to the pile of boxes temporarily supporting Marie. She jumped and stood when she realized she was noticed. "I'll help you," she said.

Logan remembered the bowl in his hands and set in on the hood of Scott's car before going to open the back of one van. "I shall go see how the children are coming along," Professor Xavier announced, and after smiling warmly at Logan and Marie, he quietly left the garage.

"You gonna be okay with this?" Marie asked once the professor was out of view.

"Of course."

Marie looked at him. "You and Scott and a herd of teenagers?"

Logan shrugged.

"Alone?"

"It's just for the weekend. We'll be fine."

"Just remember, if you kill Scott, you won't have anyone to steal motorcycles from."

Logan snorted as he dropped a box into the back of the van. "I don't steal."

Marie let her box drop beside his. "Sorry. Borrow."

Why was everyone making such a big deal out of this? It's not like he would actually waste time and effort killing Scott. He just liked to talk about it. "Well, you'll be there to keep an eye on us," he said to make her feel important.

"Logan I'm just teasin' ya," she sighed from behind him as he carried another box.

He set down the box he was carrying and stepped to the side as she nearly collided into him, dropping another box in the van unceremoniously. He looked at her quizzically.

"Scuze me," she panted. "It was heavy."

Glad to have gotten onto a different subject, Logan said, "You don't need to be liftin' these. That's what One-Eye's for." On his next breath, he recognized Scott's odor and groaned inwardly.

"What was that?"

"Git over here and do some manly work," Logan ordered. He waited for Scott's reaction.

Scott cocked his head and opened his mouth, then paused. Logan felt like smiling. Scott had learned. Guess you can teach a dog. "Are you ready to go Marie?" Scott asked pleasantly.

Logan watched as the X-men leader tossed his backpack in the corner and went to the pile of boxes. "Ah was ready last night," Marie answered. Her tone held no sarcasm, just honesty.

Logan was proud. His muscles burned amiably under the stress of the boxes as he continued working. He passed Scott a few times as they loaded the remaining supplies, neither one saying a word. An uncomfortable lack of speech settled through the garage, interrupted periodically by the sound of cardboard hitting steel. Just when Logan was about to comment on Scott's poor taste in shorts, the first group of teenagers filed in.

He recognized Iceman, Colossus and Pyro and briefly stopped working to nod an acknowledgment at them. Logan knew these kids and had seen them grow skill and confidence during the classes. They would have no problem handling themselves this weekend. Plus, he knew he could count on them for some entertaining pranks.

"You mean we're not ready to go yet?" Iceman quipped, spreading a disappointed look over his face.

"Yeah man, where is everyone?" Pyro whined. "Sooner we leave, the sooner we get back."

Logan grinned at their unbridled enthusiasm. "You're not bitchin' already, are ya?" he sighed, stacking the last box in the back of the van.

"Logan," Scott warned quietly as he shut the back of the second van.

Logan ignored Scott and listened to Pyro trying to reason. "Nah man, I'm just ready to get outta here for the weekend."

"I hear ya," Logan grumbled as he shot a hard look at Scott.

A loudly whistled catcall made everyone turn in the direction of the door. Jubilee stepped onto the concrete floor with a huge smile on her face. "Look at all the hunks in here," she teased as Shadowcat entered behind her.

Marie moved to join the feminine duet. "It's about time you showed up. The testosterone level was becoming unbearable."

"Hey, do you know how long it takes to look this good?" Jubilee replied.