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Chapter 16

The new place was a lot smaller and dirty than the last place Sam noted. The room he was put in was small and dingy; it smelt of rot and decay. There was a bigger bed but it was dirty, the floor had dirt and filth everywhere, the ceiling was wet and was leaking on the corner on to his bed, the pillow was soaking from it. Sam was in the room for five hours before the nice doctor come and got him. She always seemed sad when he saw her. Sam made sure not to touch her skin as she held out her hand for him. He didn't want to see any more pictures.

Walking down the wet empty corridor, the walls were covered in mould and a few mushrooms were sprouting on the ground next to the walls. The corridor was wet and smelt worst than his room. Going up the stairs Sam followed the Doctor she hadn't said anything to him. He looked at the different things around him. The place reminded him of a film 'Emily' had let him stay up and watch a little, he wasn't allowed to watch all of it because 'Emily' had said it would give him nightmares. It was about a war. People were kept in prisons like this. It was scary. Sam looked at the doctor and asked. "When can I see my Mummy?"

"Soon. I left something at the old place so she knew where we was." Dr Risman whispered a worried smile appeared on her face. She had left something for them to be found, after finding out where they was being moved too, Dr Risman had put a postcard in Sam old room. To anyone else it would appear just to be a normal postcard but the picture and the message on the back was a lot more than normal.

Sam squeezed his eyes shut as pictures whizzed through his mind. All of them had that evil woman in them with the bright red lips. That evil woman currently was holding his arm. More pictures flooded his mind. When he first started seeing pictures of those he touch they was just random ones now after many tests done on him, Sam was able to choose what pictures he wanted to see and how long he wanted to see them for. He hadn't told the nice doctor about this when she asked if anything had changed. He lied because he didn't want to do anymore test's. He wanted to go home. They said he could go home soon if he did what he was told. He had done everything but he was still here. Was it because he didn't help his mum with the washing up? Did mummy and daddy do this because he was naughty?

Sam began to cry, the pictures where getting more scary, the nasty woman was hurting people in a lot of them. Sam screamed when he saw one of the people she was hurt was 'Emily'.

"What is it? What did you see?" Von Strucker order pulled her hand back quickly like it had been burnt. "What is the matter you stupid boy! Tell me!"

"You hurt her!" Sam sobbed into Dr Risman's chest as she had quickly come over to comfort the boy.

"Tell me you evil little sh-" Von Strucker raised her hand to hit Sam.

"Don't! He's only small. He can't deal with what his being shown." Dr Risman cut in and pulled San closer to her to offer protection. Von Strucker look down at the doctor through her heavy make-upped eyes. She parted her lips as if to say something, closing them she narrowed her eyes and looked between the doctor and the small boy she was clutching at her chest.

"Being that this is the first day here I shall forgive you standing up to me but don't do it again. Feed the boy and put him in bed." Von Strucker spoke as she walked away from the pair. "Tomorrow. Tomorrow we shall try it again, and he shall tell me my future." The door banged shut behind Von Strucker.

Dr Risman wished she was back in the New York lab, it was modern and the doors slid shut instead of banging. It was much cleaner too. Doctor Risman looked over at the other five people standing in the room. Their was eleven of them in the building altogether including, the doctor, Sam and Von Strucker, the other four were guards and was out patrolling the entrance to this old abandoned laboratory in Montpelier. It was on the border to Montreal in Canada.

It had taken them just short of four days to reach the new laboratory. Trees surrounded them, the border consisting of a huge forest, them in the middle of it. A dirt route was the only way to get to the laboratory. The dirt route was a maze in its self. Turns and fork points scattered around it make sure people got lost before they found them. The forest twisted to be a labyrinth of nature.

Dr Risman hoped the X-Men would be able to find them soon.

Logan sniffed the air, chemical disinfections and pure fear smells stung his nose. The place wasn't well guarded, those who was here was easy and soon enough dealt with. The place was empty; nobody was there. Logan pulled the collar of his X-men outfit again and whished it was more breathable. Marie was behind him, keeping close to his side, He could smell her fear mingling with the smells in the air. He looked over his shoulder at her. "It will be Ok, Rogue, we will find him."

"Can you smell him?" Rogue's face had a pleading look on it. It had been a few days since Logan had received the phone call. They would of left sooner but with out the guide of the Professor everything seemed to take longer. Logan had hoped to leave straight away and was temped to do so after he found out how long it would take. Logan took another deep sniff as he walked to a door at the far end of the room. He choked on the smell of death. Decay rotting his nose hairs. Logan looked worriedly at Rogue. Seeing his look Marie ran ahead of him through the door. "Sam!"

"Rogue!" Logan followed her quickly through the door, hoping to catch her before someone else did. She was down the stairs and ahead of him as he lost sight of her going round the corner he began to slow down. "Rogue"

Marie's scream filled the air and Logan ran after her, the rest of the X-men following. Reaching the corridor she was in Logan saw she wasn't being attacked. Sob's racked her body and Logan jogged the rest of the way to her side to see what was the cause of her distress. Reaching her side, he looked into the locked glass cell to see the rotting body of a teenaged girl. That would explain the smell.

"Its not Sam, Rogue. Its not him." Logan pulled Marie to him and stroked her hair trying to calm her down. Directing her further down the corridor, Logan caught a whiff of Sam's scent. It was old though. Leading her fasted as she still cried Logan stopped outside one of the last cells. The door was open and the bed was unmade. It smelt of Sam. He was here. "Rogue. This was Sam's cell. He's still alive, his smell is still here, and he hasn't been gone longer than two days. He's still alive."

Calming down a lot more Marie moved away from Logan and it to the room her Sam was held prisoner because of her. It was all her fault. Sitting on his bed she picked up the pillow and hugged it to her chest. A small piece of card was hidden under the pillow. Picking it up she noticed it was a postcard.

"He isn't hurt Rogue." Logan said softly.

"How do you know?" Scott asked as he reached them.

"I can't smell his blood." Logan replied, he walked to Marie and took the postcard she was offering him out of her hand and sat next to her, where the pillow used to be on the bed.

He looked at the picture of a snowy forest and it reminded him of Canada. Turning it over Logan saw that it was blank. Logan ran his hand over his face. Why would this be in here? It didn't fit in. Sam never had a postcard. Something was off about this. Was it a clue left behind for them? If it was why hide it under the pillow? And what did it mean? They could have written something on the back, maybe tell them where they had moved. Logan knew it was wishful thinking for it to be so simple. He looked at the card again, more closely and he noticed a small piece of writing in the bottom right corner; his thumb had been covering the last part of it. Moving his thumb he read.

Things are revealed when they melt in the heat.

What the hell did that mean? Logan cursed the flimsily piece of card barley controlling the urge to rip it in half. Why did thing always had to be so confusing. Standing up he looked at the X-Men around him. "Lets go home, there's nothing here."

Marie stood up with the pillow clutched close to her chest. Logan followed them out the postcard safe in his pocket. He wished the professor were awake to help them with this; they would all have to sit down and take guesses as to what it meant. A small piece of card was all that stood in between him and ripping the head of that fucked up woman that had taken Sam.

"I don't know what it means, otherwise I would have gone and figured it out already!" Logan snapped. It was the tenth time he had been asked. It was late and all the X-men and the Mini-x-Men were in Xavier's office. They had been in there over an hour trying to figure it out. Logan spoke in a softer, sort of singsong tone, one that was filled with promise. "Next one to ask me that will find their head bouncing of the wall."

"What is the picture of?" Storm asked.

"Snow…and tree's." Logan grumbled.

"Maybe…" Bobby said. "It means they are going to…I don't know."

"Thanks for that." Kitty smiled.

"Hey, I was only trying to help." Bobby replied.

Marie sat in the corner on a chair. She still had the pillow clutched to her, Sam's smells comfort her but it was also killing her, it seemed with every breath she took in of his smell he was screaming at her that it was her fault. It was her fault. She took another breath. Her fault. Another breath was taken. HER FAULT. A tear slid down her face. Sam's voice echoed in her head repeating over and over again. Her fault. Her fault.

Logan looked over to Marie he could tell she was in some sort of inner turmoil, he wished he could help her but she needed to do it by herself. If she slipped further in to it, then he shall help but until then he had a kid to find.

"They could be underground. Or it's a hideout hidden by snow or disguised to look like snow." Jubilee suggested. She was good at working out puzzles. Mastermind at the rubix cube. Jubilee was a logical thinker. "You melt snow, ice melts."

"That's a good guess but what use is it? I mean it doesn't say anything about the location, just that it's under snow." Scott countered.

"Lets call it a night. We shall not make any improvements guessing while we are tired. We need to be fresh and well slept." Storm said. The younger X-men and the Mini-x-men left. All those who remained were Storm, Scott, Logan, Beast and Marie. Stormed looked over to Marie concern filled her face. "Logan."

"I know." Was all he said. He looked around the room; it felt wrong using the office with out its owner being present. Thinking of the Professor Logan looked at Beast. "I he awake?"

There was no need to say who he was. Beast smiled, there at least some good news today. "He awoke briefly while you was away. It was only for a second and he didn't respond to my voice but it is a good sign. He should wake up fully in a few days, he has recovered a lot faster than I would expect him too."

"Good." Logan moved over to Marie and told her it was time for bed. Saying goodnight to the others Logan lead Marie out of the room. Marie didn't speak a word as they walked to Logan's room. Marie was still sleeping in there and Logan had taken to sleeping in Marie's room. He felt like their relationship had taken a step back. Since Sam had gone, Marie had rarely spoken without being asked, she didn't kiss him anymore and never offered him to stay with her. She wasn't like this at the beginning it had been a slow spiral down hill. She was hunted by her guilt of it being her fault. Logan understood what she was going through, he had done the same when Jean had died.

Once in the room Logan watched as Marie lay on the bed and curled up into a ball. The pillow still at her chest. Logan couldn't take seeing her like this so he climbed on the bed leaning over her. Calling her name, Marie rolled over so that she was lying flat on her back. Logan stared deeply in to her eyes, seeing the guilt and sadness radiant through them. "Its not your fault." Was all he said before he leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss.

Once the kiss had ended Marie looked at Logan. She burst into tears and hugged Logan down to her. "Logan!"

"Im here, its ok. You just let it all out. Im here." Logan whispered to her as she felt all her sorrow leave her in big sobs. Once she had cried herself Dry Marie settled down to fall to sleep. Feeling the bed move and Logan get off the Bed Marie spoke again. "Logan, stay."

Logan couldn't hide the big smile that covered his face as he tore of his boots and socks before jumping eagerly under the covers with Marie. This was more like it.

"Logan." The pillow muffled Marie's soft voice. Sam's pillow had been placed on the chair by the desk.

"Yeah?" Logan turned on his side to face Marie, her eyes wear closed and she was still sniffling from her earlier crying.

"Thanks." It was the last thing Marie said before drifting of to sleep.

Marie felt more awake then ever before. She had woken up before Logan and had quietly slipped out of the room, noticing the postcard on the desk she had picked that up too. She was in the kitchen making a cup of coffee to take up to Logan. He had helped her let it all out. Marie felt more relaxed than she had in a long time.

Looking at the postcard she thought of Sam. She read the message on the back over and over again and it still didn't make any sense to her. The kettle boiled and she waited for the steam to float out before poring it into the mug. Water was a weird component. It could turn into a solid, liquid and gas. It could be below freezing and above boiling. Looking at the postcard she looked at the frozen water covering the trees. The snow was hiding the bark and the leafs that remained on the trees but it would melt away and reveal them in the summer, letting the tree grow. The heat would melt the snow revealing what it hid but what did it all mean.

Getting up from the seat, postcard still in hand. She picked up the kettle in her free had and used the one with the postcard in to steady the cup. The water filled the cup, the steam hitting the postcard. Marie moved it quickly before the steam could damage the card, glancing at the card for any sign of damage Marie gasped as she watched the snow disappear where the snow was in a small part of the card. She could just make out the outline of a few letters before the snow reappeared. Holding the card over the water the steam wasn't hot enough to 'melt' the snow. While she was waiting for the kettle to re-boil Marie thought about getting Logan. The click of the kettle and the steam coming out of it distracted Marie from getting Logan. Holding the card over the kettle Marie watched the snow disappear. This time she could read the words.

Abandoned laboratory in Montpelier, through the forest, in the middle. Sam is safe.

Marie screamed and ran to find Logan, the coffee forgotten.

Marie looked over at Logan. They were in his truck on their way to Montpelier. Scott was following them in a similar truck, Kurt accompanied him. They were all on their way to save Sam. Marie smiled her biggest smile in awhile at Logan and then lent over to give him a quick kiss on the kiss. Logan broke out in a big grin too. With danger just looming around the corner Marie felt kind of happy.

It had been just over an hour since Marie showed Logan the postcard. He had gathered the X-men up and they had decided that it was best if only a few went to save Sam, as it was quite a road trip. People were needed to watch Xavier and the students.

Marie stuck her head out of the window and laughed. Sam was going to be ok.

She was going to be ok. She looked over at Logan. He was watching her. Marie felt her heart swell at the smile on his face. Damn he was cute.

A/N

I know its short but for me to do a Marie/Logan only chapter I had to stop here.

I brake up from school in a week! So after Valentine's Day I should be able to write most of this story. Bloody school grummble

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