Disclaimer: I...Don't...own...X-MEN! Sheesh this is starting to get annoying. LOL

A/N: I know my last chapter was really annoying and possibly confusing,but I promise to make this one better. Please Stay with me on this.


Chapter 8:

"No!"

Emma woke with a start from her slumber. Her room was dark. The sky was overcast so the moon didn't even brighten the darkness in her room. She sat up drenched in a cold sweat glancing around the room. For the past three weeks Emma has been cursed with these dreams. They had started occuring ever since the horrible day when she confronted Logan and Peter walked in. Scott had intended to help but he wasnt able to. Now her and Peter were taking a break and Logan was still planning on marrying Ororo.

I think that night has caused me to finally get over him. I finally moved on but it cost me my relationship with the man I love. I just always ruin things. I can't handle my life anymore. Its just so difficult...


Emma got up from her bed and walked over to her vanity table. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was gaunt and sunken in. She hadn't gone outside for weeks. She couldn't bring herself to see anyone but her sister and Peter. Well Peter ended up not visiting her for the past two weeks because he was upset about what happend.

Emma continued to look at herself in the mirror. She opened a drawer in table and pulled out a pen and some writing paper. She decided to write. She wrote how sorry she was about everything to everyone. She ended up writing five letters. One to her sister, Peter, Scott, the Professer, and Logan. While she was writing her letter to Peter she cried. More than she had ever cried before. There were tear stains on the paper when she was finished. She pushed herself away from the table and went into her bathroom to shower. She decided something. She had to leave...

Emma had a duffle bag on the bed. Once out of her shower she packed up all she owned. She didn't leave anything behind. The only thing she had to her name was her clothing the other articles of things that she had, and the 30 bucks in her pocket. Emma put on her leather jacket and shouldered the duffle bag and glanced one more time at her bedroom. She then looked foreward and walked out of her room. Leaving it behind her. The only thing left of her was the letters addressed to the appropriate people, that were lying on the vanity table.


It was about 7 in the morning by the time she walked all the way to where she planned to go. Since she left about 5 in the morning it did take her a while to walk 5 miles to where she was going. Emma finally arrived to the famous restaurant/bar/hotel that she had gone to before. Even though it had been a year since then it hadn't really changed much. It was a great hotel. It was cheap but nice. Emma walked into the lobby and was greated by the kind Hotel manager that was there before. He hadn't changed much. He was still just as handsome. He was probably 28ish. He had brown hair and a dashing smile. A smile that Emma was sure he flashed at every guest to try and get them to stay at the hotel an extra day.

Emma walked over to the front desk and looked at him.

"Hi" Emma said shyly.

"Hello miss...I'm sorry but have I met you somewhere before?" The manager asked with a hint of recognition in his voice.

"I was here probably about a year ago..." Emma started.

"You were the woman that came in here looking for someone..." The manager interrupted.

"Yea. I was looking for my ex-husband..." Emma said

"I'm sorry..." He said.

"Oh its alright. Alot of things have happened since than and all I've done is make my own life even worse..."Emma said quietly.

The manager is quiet. The poor women in front of him was devestated when he first saw her a year ago and now she seemed even worse then she was then. He wanted to help her somehow. He had to do something.

"I'm really sorry." The manager responded

"Don't be. That part of my life is over now. Ive gotten away from it and now I just want to start over." Emma responded.

"Ok then...So what is it that I can do for you today?" The manager asked.

"I'm gonna need a room." Emma responded.

"How long are you planning on staying?" The manager asked.

"I don't know...I was hoping to stay as long as possible. How long will 30 bucks last me?"Emma responded.

The managers heart dropped to his stomach. He felt extremely bad because the 30 bucks wouldnt even get her one night here. But he was the manager so he had to do something.

"Well, the 30 bucks won't last you very long here but since I'm the manager I'll let you stay as long as you need to."

"I don't need to take your charity." Emma responded. She started to leave.

"If you don't want charity then maybe you could help me out around here. You know sorta as a payment for the room. You could waitress. Or be the desk manager and take over for me when I need the help. You'd be getting a free place to stay as well as a job. And a friend." The manager said.

Emma stopped walking and turned around.

"Alright. I'll agree to that." Emma responded.

"Great...so what your name so I can put it in the log book?" the manager asked while getting a log book out.

"Sydney James" Emma responded.

The manager writes her name down and then hands her a key.

"I need to run to get somethings but I'll be back...uh...whats your name?" Emma asked.

"Danny." The manager responds.

"Thank you Danny" Emma responds.

"See you in a little while Sydney." Danny said.

Emma then walked out of the hotel and into the early morning sun.

(A/N: The reason why Emma told the Manager (Danny) an alias is because if her friends came looking for her they would look for her under her real name Emma Jones and she technically didn't want to be found so she made herself an alias (Fake name). I hope this didn't confuse any one.)


Emma arrived at the hair salon right when it opened.Since she would be living and working at Logan's favorite bar and restaurant she didn't want her friends to recognize her. She walked in and was greeted by a very nice hairstylist.

"Hi. I just wanted to get a 4 inches cut off and put into layers. Then I want to dye it a medium to dark brown." Emma said.

(A/N: Remember Emma's hair length was about to her mid back so she isnt technically cutting it that short. The only thing drastic about the hair change is the color.)

"No problem." The hairstylist said.

Once the hairstylist was done Emma looked amazing. Probably better then she did before. The cut was amazing at framing her face and the color was perfect for her skin tone. Emma paid the woman and walked out. Completely satisfied with her new look.


Emma walked into the hotel and Danny was still there. At first he didn't recognize her because of her new look.

"Sydney?" Danny asked questioningly.

"Yea..?" Emma replied.

"You changed your hair..." Danny said astonished by her new look which surprisingly looked better then before.

"I told you that my old life was over, and I was gonna change it. Well this is the first change." Emma responded.

"It looks good on you." Danny said.

"Thank you..." Emma responded while yawning.

"Syd, why don't you got get some sleep. you can start working tommorow if you would like." Danny said.

"Alright." Emma said as she walked up the stairs to her room.


Back at the mansion:

"She's gone" A voice echoed through the mansion walls.

The voice brought everyone to Emma's room. Evie was found standing next to Emma's vanity table and was reading the letter that was addressed to her.

"These are for you guys" Evie said as she passed out the letters to all the people that they were written to.

"We have to find her" Peter said urgently.

"She broke your heart and you still care about her?" John asked in disbelief.

"Just because we were taking a break does not mean that I don't still love her." Peter responded.

"Professor, you gotta find her." Evie said quickly.

"She doesn't want to be found..." Xavier responded.

"How did you know that if you didnt read her mind." Bobby asked stupidly.

"It says it in her letter." Xavier responded.

"It says it in all of her letters." Peter responded.

"We can't just sit around and do nothing." Logan said

Everyone looked at Logan like he was drunk. No one expected him to even want to go looking for her after all the pain she put him through.

"Are you serious?" John asked questioningly.

"She's my ex-wife and friend. Just becuase she's been a pain these last few months doesn't mean I don't care about her." Logan responded.

"You all can go look for her but I will not tell you where she is because I can't do that. Its not in my nature to go against someone's will." Xavier said.

Everyone sighes annoyingly at how the Professor liked to honor his word but they understood. A little. The X-Men left the room and went there seperate ways before meeting back together to look for the missing Emma Jones.


(A/N: Thats it for this chapter. Its shorter but i think its alot better and less confusing then chapter 7. I hope all of you liked it. My next chapter will be up soon. Please r/r.)

Thanx.

-Blazie