Eric got up after being thrown to the ground by Logan for the hundredth time.

"Hey bub. Don't you ever give up?" Logan said picking up a towel and wiping his forehead.

"Never." Eric answered breathlessly rubbing his bruised ribs.

"Yeah, he's pretty stubborn." Wes agreed smugly. "One of Ransik's robots's blasted him and he still wanted to get up and fight."

"I don't see you stepping up to the challenge." Eric said glaring at him.

"That's because I know I can take you any day."

"Then bring it on." Eric said taking a defensive position and motioning for Wes to attack him."

"Haven't you had your butt kicked enough for today?" Wes said looking at him in disbelief.

"No, I just think that that after I've had my butt kicked, I'd like to kick a little butt myself."

"Well then come on." Eric taunted.

Logan laughed to himself. Wes and Eric reminded him a little of himself and Scott, always stubborn and never willing to give an inch on or off of the battlefield.

Eric threw the first punch. Wes deflected it easily and then fell to the ground as Eric spun around and swept Wes' feet out from under him.

"You're getting slow." Eric teased standing above him and offering him his hand.

"Not as slow as you." Wes said reaching up and flipping Eric over his head.

Eric fell to the floor and Wes burst out laughing. Eric glared at him angrily.

"What are you mad about?" Wes asked surprised "I learned that move from you. Never let your guard down and never let your opponent get the upper hand."

Eric laughed. "Well I guess it's a case of the teacher being taught."

Logan looked out the window as he heard the roar of a motorcycle engine. Eric joined him at the window.

"Isn't that Scott?" Eric asked. "Dammit, he was supposed to be protecting Jen!" Wes said angrily. He took off through the door and ran down the hall nearly knocking Eric over.

Jen felt the wonderful sensation of the warm water against her skin. She leaned back luxuriating in the stillness around her. Baths were something that she missed, in the year 3000 they wanted to conserve water so sonic showers were the only way of getting clean. She lay her head back and let her mind go. Soon her mind began to drift. It was a wonderful sensation of flying high above a great valley. She saw the mountains and trees below her speeding by. Ahead of her she saw the remains of a huge fortress. She turned over so she could see the sky above her. The clouds were soft and beautiful, the sun shone warm on her face. Suddenly the stillness was filled with a deafening roar. Jen spun around and turned to face a wall of water coming towards her. She tried futilely to reverse her momentum. It was too late the wall crashed into her throwing her around in the ice cold water her limbs were going numb and her lungs filled with water as she struggled beneath the waves. Somewhere in the distance she could hear Wes calling her name. She tried to cry out to him but something was controlling her. She couldn't fight the darkness that was overwhelming her she gave up and let the darkness take over. Moments later she found herself standing on a mountain top. The view was breathtaking. She breathed in the cool crisp air. A strange feeling overcame her as if she wasn't alone. She turned in front of her was a woman with auburn hair.

"Hello?" She asked uncertainly.

The woman smiled at her.

"Do I know you?"

The woman nodded.

"Who are you?"

A voice filled her head. "36 west 110 north"

"What do you mean?" Jen asked in confusion.

"36 west 110 north."

The air seemed heavier. Jen couldn't breathe. Water filled her lungs once again she coughed violently.

"Jen come on please." She could hear Wes pleading somewhere far away.

Jen's eyes snapped open. Her body convulsed as the water was expelled from her lungs. "That's it Jen." She could hear a woman's voice say as a mask was put over her face. "Breathe in slowly."

Jen looked up and in the bleariness of her sight she saw a dark skinned woman with white hair. The woman looked at Wes and nodded.

"She'll be all right." She heard the woman's voice say.

"Thank you Ororo." She heard the professor say.

She could feel herself being lifted. She looked up to see Wes who looked distraught. She coughed spasmodically again as her lungs emptied the last of the water from them. Wes laid her gently onto the bed. Logan carefully replaced the oxygen mask over her nose and mouth. Jen relaxed into the pillows and let herself fall asleep in Wes' arms.