A/N: okay, I know this seems a little confusing but I promise it will make sense later. BTW reviews are greatly appreciated.

Logan slammed his bedroom door and turned on his stereo. He blared AC/DC in his room as he went over his memories. He remembered the nightmares, Marie, Xavier, and Jean. God, how he missed Jean. He sighed as he sat on the edge of his bed, holding his head in his hands. He wanted to touch her face again, to admire her fire-shaded head of hair. She was lost in Alkali Lake, much like his past.

He looked at his watch. He had to get out of the mansion. He couldn't pretend everything was okay. As he stood he remembered the black haired beauty Stryker called Deathstrike. He remembered her blue eyes staring into his as she died. His heart sank as he saw the metal leak from her eyes. He wanted to save her, hold her and make it all feel better for her. He felt much like he did when Marie almost died at Liberty Island. He knew such a delicate creature didn't deserve so much torture.

He turned off his stereo and grabbed his leather coat. He had to get out, before he felt any worse. He closed the door behind him and walked through the coridors.

"Running again?" Xavier interrupted his thoughts as he entered the elevater.

"Just taking a break, Charlie." He thought.

"When are you coming back?" Charles asked.

"When I can't stand the thought of getting shitfaced again." Logan stepped out of the elevater and bumped into Marie.

"Just what I needed." He thought to himself.

"I'll be waiting." Was all she said as she stepped into the elevater.

"I wish she'd get over her silly crush. She doesn't deserve some jerk off like me." Logan thought as he walked out of the mansion and started up his motorcycle.

Jean emerged from the icy waters. She looked around for anyone else. No one answered her call as she screamed. She swam for miles to shore, shivering the whole way. She was weakened from her powers and the dam breaking. There seemed to be no one around for miles. She heard the howl of a coyote.

"Can't be worse than a wolverine." She laughed. She began walking to the north. She couldn't send any mental messages to anyone she was so weak. Not that anyone could hear her, or want to hear her.

Hours later night had come and gone. The sunlight trying to break free from the clouds. Jean came upon a road and walked along it. She heard a car come up from behind her. She turned around and concentrated on reading the driver's mind. A 16 year old girl with her father in the front seat. She was trying not to screw up for she had just gotten her permit. Jean sighed as she threw out her thumb. The car came to a halt and the man called to her.

"Need a ride?"

"No I just thought I'd freeze my ass off in the middle of the road and stick my thumb out dumbass!" She thought, hoping she wasn't projecting it to the girl. She heard the girl giggle.

"I'm glad you thought that was funny." Jean though to her. Surprisingly the girl didn't jump or scream at what Jean was doing. Actually the girl seemed quite calm.

"I would have said it." The girl thought back. Jean's jaw dropped as she picked up on this.

"Another telepath?" She questioned.

"Get in the car, missy." The man nodded. Jean opened the door and climbed in welcoming the heater and the music playing.

"Thank you so much." Jean said as she buckled her seat belt and sat back.

"Where to?" The girl turned around and asked.

"The nearest phone if you don't mind, I need to call some of my friends." Jean said. The girl started the car and asking her questions mentally. Jean told her why she was so tired and beat up. She told her everything that had happened, even Logans kiss. She smiled when she remembered how his mouth covered hers, how his tongue carressed hers until he gave in to his animal instincts and kissed her harder.

"This guy looks like a total fox, but what about Scott?" The girl asked picking up on the mental images.

"He's everything I want and need, and I should love him, but I can't help but being pulled in by the wolverine." Jean thought.