Sych: Lol, I just thought bringing up a ridiculous website in a serious situation with be comical. Anyway. I'm glad you approve of the reactions, my favourite was Gambit's hehe. Yup, the Amazon, should be interesting.

Calandra: Writing about them in such new situations is a feast for an author. I cannot wait to get describe the lush environment of the Amazon.

Blix: Hehe. It's gonna be fun.. well, that is until the bad things start to happen, but let's not go into that.

Chapter 22

A small mountain of goods piled in the centre the X-Jet Hangar. Six large backpacks sat in a small circle before several items grouped up beside them, each one multiplied by six. Logan slowly walked around the pile, studying from every angle with a rather unimpressed face. He looked up slowly as he watched Storm walk down with a box of food and place it down beside the bags before turning and walking off. Logan just huffed quietly to himself.

He found all these goods for the trip too much. They couldn't carry them all into the jungle. They needed the essentials. The weaponry, the sleeping equipment, the clothing. He stared at Scott as the leader came down into the Hangar looking over the pile slowly.

"Scott," began Logan quietly, "This is far too much. We need the fundamentals, not the pleasures and comforts."

"What do you suggest, Logan?" asked Scott quietly, the bitter tone faintly in his voice.

But Logan continued, "We all need drinking water, that's a must, sleeping equipment, and we need boots.." At each thing Logan continued to list, Scott dug through the pile to indicate each to Logan.

"Happy?" he asked.

Logan sighed quietly, folding his arms as he stared down at the pile, "We'll organise the necessities out when we get there."

"Fine," muttered Scott quietly as he rose out of his crouch, now grinning as the rest of the X-Men poured in, each carrying boots from their uniform. Aurora chucked Logan's pair a bit too heartedly at him, which he caught with a light grunt as the boots knocked him heavily in the chest. "Now.. I have made an invention especially for this trip," said Scott importantly, watching his team, "When the Professor found out the location of this site last week, I knew we would have the possibility of being split up in the vastness of the jungle. So, I completed an invention I have been working on for a while.."

In though the electronic doors of the Hanger entered Charles, a small bag being held in his hand as the other directed him towards the group. Scott continued to talk, smiling welcomingly to the Professor.

"These.." he gently took the bag from Charles, ".. are what I have named X-Transceivers," he pulled one out of the bag, holding it up so everyone could see. It was a sleekly curved silver earpiece, similar to those used in the Alkali Lake mission. But changes in design marked it as a new product.

Logan smirked widely as he looked to Scott, looping his thumbs in the hooks of his jeans as he laughed, "Well done Commander Geordi, another engineering marvel for the Starship Enterprise."

A few of the X-Men around him laughed quietly, and Charles sported an amused smile. However, Scott just glared viciously through his visor at the Wolverine before turning to the others, ignoring their laughs as he pulled a few out of the bag, handing them around to each X-Man, "These are similar to the old ear pieces, only this time they run through a confidential network that cannot be traced by the outside world nor can it be tapped into."

"And where is this confidential network?" asked Gambit, raising a wry eyebrow as he studied the silver earpiece slowly. He twirled it in his fingers, inspecting the small device.

Charles now spoke, looking pleased, "Cerebro," he said softly, "Each X-Transceiver will connect through to Cerebro and be communicated by its power to the other destined X-Men which is activated by their codename. This means that not only do we keep a record of the communication system, but I also am able listen in and aid you in anyway I need to."

Logan eyed Scott slowly as he was handed the last earpiece, it was slightly different to the others, the bottom outlined in black rather than silver, "Why's mine different?" he grunted, gesturing it to the group whom looked at it in slight interest.

"Your hearing range is higher than that of an average human, I remember you saying the old ear piece caused discomfort in your ears, so I asked Scott to lower the frequency. Aurora's is the same," answered Charles, nodding his head gently at Aurora as he mentioned her.

Logan looked up slowly to see Aurora testing her own earpiece before he made a final grunt of confirmation and understanding before falling quiet.

"Alright. I'll hand out each bag as you go by and your equipment," ordered Scott, hands waving and he fussed everyone into a somewhat uneven line. Logan stumbled back quietly, making his way grumpily to the back of the line, displeased at being ordered around. Slowly he walked down the line as each member grabbed their packed bag and several other items. When Logan reached Scott's side he extended his hand gently as Scott heaved and grunted as he dropped the rather heavy backpack into Logan's hands, who accepted it as if it were full of nothing but air and swung it merrily over one shoulder. Logan held out his hands and waited for the other items. A water canteen was dropped over his wrist by the strap and several packages and a ring of rope, including a small survival pack.

However, Logan raised a swift eyebrow as Scott pressed a first aid kit into his palm. He didn't say anything. Scott then raised a penknife to Logan, looking rather ashamed by the proposal. Logan stared at Scott for a few solid seconds in complete silence before he raised his fist and ejected his middle claw at him silently before turning and stalking up the steps of the Jet.

"Dad!"

Logan froze on the steps, turning slowly to see Madeline hurrying down the steps of the Hangar entrance gently, she came to Charles and lingered beside the silver wheelchair. Her hair fell gently about her shoulders as she stopped running, exhaling breathily. Logan smiled gently to her, hitching the bag on his shoulders a moment before he walked down the steps slowly. He shoved his backpack off his shoulder and instead heaved it into Scott's chest as he passed him at the foot of the steps, Scott was trying to carry his own and he grunted and doubled over at the added weight.

But Logan blissfully walked on towards Madeline, catching Charles eyes briefly whom watched Logan with an impressed expression. Logan turned his eyes gently upon Madeline as he stopped in front of her, "It's alright, kid," he said softly as he enveloped his arms around her small shoulders and squeezed her gently in an embrace. He pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek before he raised his head to watch her and say softly, "Don't worry about me, ok?"

"It'll be hard not to," she whispered with a small sigh. However, her face brightened a little, "I can keep in touch with you with the new X-Transceivers!"

"Alright, good," said Logan softly, gently resting his hands on her shoulders, "Though let me contact you, huh? You don't want to have me talking out loud when I'm trying to be as silent as possible," he smirked gently, "Don't worry about me, Madeline. I mean it."

She nodded her head slowly before kissing his cheek again and stepping back, "Have fun," she said meekly, resting beside Charles's chair.

Logan turned gently to Charles, uttering a soft, "Take care of her," before he turned and sprinted towards the Jet, snatching his backpack off the floored Scott and jogging up the steps with it.

When he had secured his backpack in its holder he turned to his usual seat, swatting Gambit away from it as he sat down heavily and buckled himself in. He turned his head slowly to see Aurora watching him out of the corner of his eye, "What?" he muttered gruffly.

Aurora narrowed her eyes a little in thought before she turned her head fully to him, "Dad?" she repeated, watching him scrutinizingly.

Ah, Logan had forgot to mention that little detail to Aurora.

I WILL get the website done eventually. I promise x.x