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Chapter 19

Logan quickly fell to his knees besides her, staring in a frightened silence at the unmoving slumped body. Cautiously, his hands outstretched towards her, taking her shoulders in his palms as he lifted her off the seat were she lay. She was slowly turned to face him, an action that made her head flop back gently. Blood had been splashed across her neck, and Logan's eyes followed the markings to see a bullet injury in her shoulder. Deep stains of crimson marked the white blouse she wore that was ripped where the bullet as burst through. Logan ripped the shoulder of the shirt away, gripping it at the neck and tearing it away down her upper arm. Exposed, Logan could see that the wound was one that Lorna could survive from.

But the problem was, she wasn't conscious, and it was this that was sending alarm bells off in Logan's head. "Lorna?" he whispered gently as he lifted her up in his arms. A hand supported the back of her head whilst another arm held strongly about her waist. She had not responded to her name, and lay as still as ever in his arms.

"Logan?" came a quiet voice from behind him. And Logan glanced back to see Storm walking gently towards them.

"She's not conscious," whispered Logan quietly, looking back to Lorna as he held her. "This is my fault, I should have stayed with her."

"It's not your fault."

"Of course it is!" he snapped as he turned away from Storm, pulling Lorna closer to him. He gently embraced her lifeless form, sighing quietly, "I should stayed with her and protected her. She risked everything for me." He realised his voice was shaking a little and he quietened, only to utter a soft, "I'm sorry, kid." He lifted his head from her head and gently placed his fingers upon her cheeks as he brushed her hair back from her face.

But then, all of a sudden, her head moved under his touch! Logan quick pulled back his fingers to support her head again, lifting her closer to him, "Lorna? Lorna, can you hear me?"

Slowly she nodded her head, her eyes opening. She peered around for a moment before her eyes settled on Logan, "What happened?" she whispered in a weak gasp.

"The soldiers are all sorted out now. But you got shot. Nothing that can't be healed, right Storm?" he looked round to Storm who quickly nodded her head with a small smile.

Lorna grimaced a smile, but make a wince of gasp as she tried to move, "This won't be last of them Logan. They are going to want me dead now I've met up with mutants. I know too much inside information, it's too dangerous for me to be here."

But Logan shook his head as he steadied her in his arms, "No, you're staying here. We're gonna look after you and get you healed, alright? And.. if things get too dangerous," he sighed quietly, "We'll sort it out then, ok?" He rose slowly, holding her carefully in his arms as he turned and walked over the slumped bodies of the soldiers, calmly ignoring their presence. "Can we get her down to the underground levels? Plus I think Charles is gonna want to see me."

"He understands it wasn't your fault Logan," said Rogue earnestly as Logan strode past her. She turned and hurried along after him, the other X-Men close behind.

"Still think I ought to say 'hi' at least," said Logan, sharing a grin with Rogue.

"It's with good news and a returning telepathy that I contact you Logan," came Charles's voice inside Logan's head, "You have my confirmation that we will take care of Lorna. But as you rightly say, if the soldiers continue attacking my school.. we will have to start rethinking matters. But that is in the future. Now, bringing her to the lab."

Logan nodded to himself gently, his arms tightening around Lorna's body as she lay against him. He strode towards one of the lifts, the button of which was pressed helpfully by Scott. Logan's hand on Lorna's upper torso slowly stroked against the woman's bare arm. His words were whispered but missable by those around him, "Thanks Charles."

"Welcome home, Logan."

The End

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