And here's chapter 5.
Healing Begins Wolfsong of The Four Minds.
The remaining members of the Pack along with the professor, Logan, Rogue, Gambit, Scott and Jean headed out in the Blackbird. Thanks to the tracking device Shadow had put on Dodger's bike for no reason she wanted to explain they had a lead to where Morgana was. Hopefully, she was still with the bike.
The sun hadn't been in the sky long when Alex first opened his eyes. There was still a lot of pain throughout his body, but something felt different. That's when he felt the weight on his chest. He looked down to find Morgana there, sleeping, but not peacefully. She had a worried and strained expression on her face. She looked so tired. Looking around Quinn spotted the wolf and a large hawk. He knew Winter Moon, the while wolf had gone everywhere with her at the mansion. The hawk he had no idea about. She stirred, and weakly pulled herself into a sitting position. After brushing invisible tears from her cheeks she looked down, finding him smiling at her.
"You look beautiful in the morning," he said, his voice stronger than the night before.
"Alex," she almost cried, and couldn't breath. He slowly sat up.
"I'm right here, Morgana." They embraced, both still sore. "How did you find me?"
"Id doesn't mater right now. You're alive. It worked," she said through her tears. He hugged her again, holding her tight thought it hurt. At least he could feel again.
"What worked, love?" She pulled back slightly, still in his arms.
"When I was five my father gave me a horse named Ravenhold. He was my best friend." There were tears in her emerald eyes. "One day I found this large cliff I wanted to explore. I waited until the right day and snuck off. It was the same day Father proposed to Mother." They both smiled knowing how close her parents were. "We were half way down. I had viewed all of the ledges. It seemed to be the safest route. One ledge gave way under his front hooves. Before we fell all the way he tried to warn me." He breathing had worsened. Alex held her closer to him.
"We fell, tumbling. His body rolling over and over on mine. We landed at the bottom. He was badly injured. I had healed a few small animals before. So I tried with him, but...I didn't have the strength, and he..."
"Oh, Morgana, I'm so sorry. That's why you've only ridden a few times since you left." She shook her head, the rest of her shaking. "That would have been a great loss at such a young age." He looked to her. "It wasn't the only one, was it? Jason?"
"How..."
"Your mom told me that your college days were...rough isn't the right word, is it?" She sat back, her hand in his.
"The beginning was good. Everything was good, until Rhonde caught me using my powers. That's when I moved to San Francisco."
"That's when we first said something to each other."
"Other than 'Watch where you're going'," she teased causing him to laugh.
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine," she laughed. "That's when I first meet 'Alex Quinn. The thief.'"
"Then. Later Short Circuit the infamous cat burglar." He looked down to his arm. "Remember this?" She looked to the long scar on his arm and remembered. "You were holding me captive. In a tree no less."
"One of those thugs had a knife, and cut you," she stated.
"And you healed my, though you didn't have to."
"You gave me that little glass leaf," she said toying with the chain around her neck.
"You're still wearing it," he said fingering her neckline.
"I never take it off," she smiled. "This little thing saved my life."
"What do you mean, Morgana?" So she told him about the wood spirit. "Interesting. She knew your powers would save me. There was no doubt."
"Not in her mind."
"Morgana," he said lifting her chin. "You underestimate yourself." He leaned in and kissed her, not letting the madding passion he felt out. Neither were physically ready for that.
"Alex, my mother."
"She's okay with it."
"What?" Morgana questioned.
"She called me. You really need to thank your dad." "Grey Wolf?"
"Wrong one," he teased.
"Logan?" He shook his head. "That's...interesting. Does...that mean?"
"Yes. We don't have to be apart anymore. Unless..." his tone turned grave, "you don't want to be..." he left unfinished.
"It won't be the same as before," she stated mournfully.
"No. It'll be better. I can feel everything you're feeling right now. Pain. Joy. Fear." She still looked unsure. "It doesn't have to be now. We can wait awhile. But this can't. I love you, Morgana. I've known that since we first met at your museum." Slowly he stood and walked away. He pet Moon, who absently lead him to a small creek where he could wash up. Morgana was still sitting there, stunned. Her mother now approved of them. Then why couldn't she tell him how she felt? Maybe because you were hurt and had just started accepting the fact of life without him. She told herself. She stood, taking off the shirt she had taken from him so long ago, and walked over to him. Her body still hurt.
"Here," she said as he turned around, the makings of a new scar appearing on his abdomen. She stared at it, then caught herself before she got lost in him. "This is yours."
"I had wondered where that one had went," he said shrugging into it.
"Alex, why did they do this to you? Who were they?"
"And old group of thieves that showed up at every hit I made," he answered deciding to leave the shirt open.
"So they were jealous," she stated.
"Something like that. They were going to turn my body in for the reward money."
"How much?" she asked, trying not to think about his body.
"Enough to tempt you." She slapped him across the chest. "Serious," he tried to convince. "Enough to tempt a saint, even." They began walking back, following Moon and the hawk. Arm and arm they used the others strength.
They had come to where the beacon was spotted. Sure enough there was Dodger's bike, but no Nature.
"She has to be close," Scott said as they began an aerial search taking the bike with them.
They slowly made it back to the school where Morgana had parked the bike. It had taken longer due to their lack of strength.
"I know I parked the bike there," she said looking at the spot where Dodger's bike had been. "They even took the chain!"
"Did you leave the key?" Quinn questioned.
"No. It's right here," she said pulling the key from her waist belt.
"What was that?" he asked.
"It's the key," she stated, thinking the sun had got to him.
"No. On your skin."
"Oh," she sighed, then calmly, "It's a tat."
"You have a tatoo?"
"Yeap. Got it in college. Rhon and I had went bar hopping, I got drunk some how and she bought my a tat. I'll pay her for it next week." He looked at her. "Class reunion. Want to see?" So he looked, being the first since Rhonde to see it, ever.
"Nice. But now we need to find a ride back to the hospital."
"Why is your bike and stuff there, by the way?" So he explained as they walked on, growing closer than either had imagined.
End chapter five. 6 coming.
Healing Begins Wolfsong of The Four Minds.
The remaining members of the Pack along with the professor, Logan, Rogue, Gambit, Scott and Jean headed out in the Blackbird. Thanks to the tracking device Shadow had put on Dodger's bike for no reason she wanted to explain they had a lead to where Morgana was. Hopefully, she was still with the bike.
The sun hadn't been in the sky long when Alex first opened his eyes. There was still a lot of pain throughout his body, but something felt different. That's when he felt the weight on his chest. He looked down to find Morgana there, sleeping, but not peacefully. She had a worried and strained expression on her face. She looked so tired. Looking around Quinn spotted the wolf and a large hawk. He knew Winter Moon, the while wolf had gone everywhere with her at the mansion. The hawk he had no idea about. She stirred, and weakly pulled herself into a sitting position. After brushing invisible tears from her cheeks she looked down, finding him smiling at her.
"You look beautiful in the morning," he said, his voice stronger than the night before.
"Alex," she almost cried, and couldn't breath. He slowly sat up.
"I'm right here, Morgana." They embraced, both still sore. "How did you find me?"
"Id doesn't mater right now. You're alive. It worked," she said through her tears. He hugged her again, holding her tight thought it hurt. At least he could feel again.
"What worked, love?" She pulled back slightly, still in his arms.
"When I was five my father gave me a horse named Ravenhold. He was my best friend." There were tears in her emerald eyes. "One day I found this large cliff I wanted to explore. I waited until the right day and snuck off. It was the same day Father proposed to Mother." They both smiled knowing how close her parents were. "We were half way down. I had viewed all of the ledges. It seemed to be the safest route. One ledge gave way under his front hooves. Before we fell all the way he tried to warn me." He breathing had worsened. Alex held her closer to him.
"We fell, tumbling. His body rolling over and over on mine. We landed at the bottom. He was badly injured. I had healed a few small animals before. So I tried with him, but...I didn't have the strength, and he..."
"Oh, Morgana, I'm so sorry. That's why you've only ridden a few times since you left." She shook her head, the rest of her shaking. "That would have been a great loss at such a young age." He looked to her. "It wasn't the only one, was it? Jason?"
"How..."
"Your mom told me that your college days were...rough isn't the right word, is it?" She sat back, her hand in his.
"The beginning was good. Everything was good, until Rhonde caught me using my powers. That's when I moved to San Francisco."
"That's when we first said something to each other."
"Other than 'Watch where you're going'," she teased causing him to laugh.
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine," she laughed. "That's when I first meet 'Alex Quinn. The thief.'"
"Then. Later Short Circuit the infamous cat burglar." He looked down to his arm. "Remember this?" She looked to the long scar on his arm and remembered. "You were holding me captive. In a tree no less."
"One of those thugs had a knife, and cut you," she stated.
"And you healed my, though you didn't have to."
"You gave me that little glass leaf," she said toying with the chain around her neck.
"You're still wearing it," he said fingering her neckline.
"I never take it off," she smiled. "This little thing saved my life."
"What do you mean, Morgana?" So she told him about the wood spirit. "Interesting. She knew your powers would save me. There was no doubt."
"Not in her mind."
"Morgana," he said lifting her chin. "You underestimate yourself." He leaned in and kissed her, not letting the madding passion he felt out. Neither were physically ready for that.
"Alex, my mother."
"She's okay with it."
"What?" Morgana questioned.
"She called me. You really need to thank your dad." "Grey Wolf?"
"Wrong one," he teased.
"Logan?" He shook his head. "That's...interesting. Does...that mean?"
"Yes. We don't have to be apart anymore. Unless..." his tone turned grave, "you don't want to be..." he left unfinished.
"It won't be the same as before," she stated mournfully.
"No. It'll be better. I can feel everything you're feeling right now. Pain. Joy. Fear." She still looked unsure. "It doesn't have to be now. We can wait awhile. But this can't. I love you, Morgana. I've known that since we first met at your museum." Slowly he stood and walked away. He pet Moon, who absently lead him to a small creek where he could wash up. Morgana was still sitting there, stunned. Her mother now approved of them. Then why couldn't she tell him how she felt? Maybe because you were hurt and had just started accepting the fact of life without him. She told herself. She stood, taking off the shirt she had taken from him so long ago, and walked over to him. Her body still hurt.
"Here," she said as he turned around, the makings of a new scar appearing on his abdomen. She stared at it, then caught herself before she got lost in him. "This is yours."
"I had wondered where that one had went," he said shrugging into it.
"Alex, why did they do this to you? Who were they?"
"And old group of thieves that showed up at every hit I made," he answered deciding to leave the shirt open.
"So they were jealous," she stated.
"Something like that. They were going to turn my body in for the reward money."
"How much?" she asked, trying not to think about his body.
"Enough to tempt you." She slapped him across the chest. "Serious," he tried to convince. "Enough to tempt a saint, even." They began walking back, following Moon and the hawk. Arm and arm they used the others strength.
They had come to where the beacon was spotted. Sure enough there was Dodger's bike, but no Nature.
"She has to be close," Scott said as they began an aerial search taking the bike with them.
They slowly made it back to the school where Morgana had parked the bike. It had taken longer due to their lack of strength.
"I know I parked the bike there," she said looking at the spot where Dodger's bike had been. "They even took the chain!"
"Did you leave the key?" Quinn questioned.
"No. It's right here," she said pulling the key from her waist belt.
"What was that?" he asked.
"It's the key," she stated, thinking the sun had got to him.
"No. On your skin."
"Oh," she sighed, then calmly, "It's a tat."
"You have a tatoo?"
"Yeap. Got it in college. Rhon and I had went bar hopping, I got drunk some how and she bought my a tat. I'll pay her for it next week." He looked at her. "Class reunion. Want to see?" So he looked, being the first since Rhonde to see it, ever.
"Nice. But now we need to find a ride back to the hospital."
"Why is your bike and stuff there, by the way?" So he explained as they walked on, growing closer than either had imagined.
End chapter five. 6 coming.