Disclaimer: I don't own "X-men"

Early in the morning, the mutant crew parked into Bobby Drakes driveway. Bobby went up to the front porch, unlocked the door with his keys, and they all went in.

"Mom? Dad? Ronnie? Is anybody home?" he called

No answer came.

"I'll try and find us some clothes," Bobby turned to Pyro. "Don't burn anything."

"Hey Frosty! You have any jeans that can fit us? I think we'll do fine with some. We'll leave our shirts on," said Marissa

"Sure,"

Later, Bobby found them some pants, and they quickly changed. When Sarah and Marissa were done, they went downstairs to see if there were any good movies showing in town, and they would see it if Logan would let them out...ever.

"How 'bout 'League of Extraordinary Gentlemen'?" asked Sarah.

"No. Too predictable. The immortal dies, and he hits on the vampire," said Marissa

"Oh yeah. You're right. What about 'Mean Girls'?"

"Oh! Lindsey Lohan is in that! What time is it showing?"

"Hang on,"

Sarah flipped through the newspaper until she stopped. She was still for a moment. Logan came in with his communicator. Marissa waved a hand in front of Sarah's eyes

"Hello? Earth to Sarah. Are you there?" she asked

Sarah turned around and went into the back porch where Sammy was playing the soccer ball she found in Bobby's room. Logan noticed this while he was trying to contact Jean and Storm. Marissa looked at the page Sarah was looking on.

"What's up with her?" he asked

"I think I know," Marissa whispered

Logan looked behind Marissa's shoulder and saw a family picture in the paper. It was the girls' family picture with their mother. The headline read "Girls Disappear After Mother's Death"

"How'd she die? Your sister didn't tell me last night," asked Logan.

"She was shot in the middle of a crowded street. We were on our way home from detention, and it was the first day of school for us. Some guy called Sammy a freak, and Sarah went crazy on him. She left a pretty big bloody spot on his nose when the Cafeteria aide pulled her off him," answered Marissa

Logan chuckled.

"She's like you, you know."

"Me? I don't think so rugrat,"

Meanwhile...

Sarah sat on the porch as she watched Sammy play soccer outside.

"Sammy 'The Storm' McMay runs to the goal, dodging her opponents, kicking the ball hard. She kicks it...and....SCORE! Sammy McMay is on her way to the championship!" Sammy said to herself.

Sarah smiled and clapped for her sister.

"You wanna play?" Sammy asked hitting the ball with her knees

"No thanks. I'll pass," Sarah said

"I'll play!" cried Marissa as she came out.

"Great! One on one! You sure you don't wanna play Sarah?" asked Sammy

"Does it look like I wanna play?" shouted Sarah

Sammy leaned back and shrugged. She kicked the ball to Marissa. Marissa stopped it and kicked it to the fence. She ran to go get it, when she tripped over a tree root, twisted around and fell. Sarah and Sammy ran to get her.

"You okay sis?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just...Ow!" cried Marissa

"You sure you okay?"

"Can you just let me get up first?"

"Suit yourself,"

Marissa tried to stand up, although she did suck through her teeth as pain seared through her leg. Sammy and Sarah exchanged glances and shook their heads.

"Girl, you know it's your leg. Come on," said Sammy

Marissa put her arms around Sammy and Sarah and she limped forward to the chairs on the porch.

"Can you move your leg?" asked Sarah

"Just a bit, but I'm starting to hate you right now," griped Marissa

"Why me?"

"You've got a healing mutation. All I can do is blow flames,"

Sarah giggled

"Sorry," she apologized

"It's cool," Marissa said

"I'm gonna go get Logan," said Sammy

Sarah groaned.

"Why do we always have to get that over-sized bear?" she asked

Sammy folded her arms.

"Because he's cool, strong, fun when he gets into fights, and I'm more comfortable around him," she pointed out.

Marissa tried hard not to laugh as Sammy went in, and Sarah had an open mouth on her face of shock.

"You know what, he is kind of cool. He's got claws like you," Marissa agreed

"Not you too! Whose side are you on?" cried Sarah

"Look, all I'm saying is that you can't judge a book by its cover. He may look like a big, bad, dangerous person on the outside, but he's really cool on the inside."

Sarah slumped in the chair and folded her arms. Logan came out with Sammy behind him.

"You okay?" he asked Marissa

"Maybe," Marissa said sarcastically. "It's probably just my ankle with a pretty bad sprain,"

"Yeah it looks like it. Hey munchkin, go get Bobby and ask if there's a first aid kit around here,"

"Yes sir!" Sammy saluted Logan and ran into the house.

Marissa and Logan laughed.

"She looks up to you," Marissa pointed out.

"Cute kid. She reminds me of someone," Logan said

"Who?"

Logan paused for a bit.

"I don't know. Just a woman," he finally said.

Sarah had been listening to them. She shifted in her seat facing the other side closing her eyes a bit. She was very tired. Not a wink did she sleep the night they escaped the raid on the mansion. And soon sleep took her. Logan watched her.

"And the kitten as finally out," he whispered

Marissa looked at him.

"She's gonna wake up screaming soon. I'm waking her up,"

Marissa reached over and hit Sarah. Sarah jolted her head up wide awake.

"I wasn't sleeping! I'm not tired! I..." she started

Sarah stopped and looked at Marissa and Logan. Logan had a smirk on his face.

"I told you to go to sleep last night," he reminded

Sarah got back to her sassy mood.

"And I told you that you're not my father," she shot back

Marissa rolled her eyes as Sammy came out with a tan bandage.

"I found some!" she shouted

"Good job munchkin," Logan smiled

"2 things: Don't call me munchkin, and Bobby's parents are here,"

Logan went wide-eyed

"Right, uh, kitten could you help rugrat, while I go settle this?" he asked Sarah as he went back inside.

"It's Feline! Not kitten!" Sarah yelled

Marissa sighed.

"You know, you're gonna have to get along with him sometime," she said

"Me?" asked Sarah fixing Marissa's leg. "With the Wolverine? So not gonna happen Fira,"

"Who knows? It could happen. I mean why do you hate him so much?"

Sarah stopped. Come to think of it, she didn't know why she didn't like Logan. Just make up an answer! She thought to herself.

"Why do you always keep asking me these questions?" she asked

"I don't always keep asking you questions! I just started!" Marissa protested

"Well stop! It's getting annoying!"

"Okay. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't. It was just a question. Don't make such a big deal out of it,"

They were both quiet for a while until Marissa spoke again.

"You know, there was a picture of mom and us in the paper." She said

"Big whoop," said Sarah

"The funeral's this Saturday. Maybe we could get Logan to take us if we can't find Jean and Storm,"

"NO! I'm not going!"

"Well why? I mean, why don't you want to go? This is a family thing. Don't you miss mom?"

"Yeah I miss her. I miss her very much. It's just that...Oh forget it!"

As Logan came back out to talk to Storm and Jean, Sarah pushed past him and went inside. He looked at Marissa with a questioning look on his face.

"Don't ask. Is that Storm?" she asked

"Yeah," Logan answered. "That's not all Jean. Soldiers came...They got out. The rest, I'm not so sure...Boston. With Bobby Drake's family...And Storm. Make it fast"

Logan hung up the phone, let Marissa put an arm around him, and stopped at the sliding door. Police were lining up the back. He quickly went in half carrying Marissa.

"We have to leave," he said quickly.

"What?" asked Rouge in surprise

"Now!"

"Logan, what's wrong?"

Logan released his claws. They all went outside, and saw a bunch of police cars, and police men with guns in their hands. A policeman on the side aimed a gun straight for Logan's head. Sarah had her hands up in the air.

"Drop the knives, and put your hands in the air!" he shouted

Logan looked around.

"What's going on here?" he asked confused.

"I said drop the knives!"

Logan looked at the cop.

"I can't," he said. "Look"

Logan held out his claws. Scared that he might kill him, the cop shot him as Logan's claws went back in his knuckles. Rouge, Sammy, and Marissa screamed as he fell to the floor. Sarah just looked at him with a scared look on her face. The bullet was halfway in his skull.

"All right, the rest of you. On the ground now," ordered the cop

Sarah slowly went down on the ground, so did Marissa, then Sammy, Bobby and Rouge. Pyro stayed up.

"Look kid. I said on the ground," the cop said

Pyro did nothing.

"We don't want to hurt you kid,"

Pyro closed his eyes, looked down, and breathed hard. He took out his lighter.

"You know all those dangerous mutants you hear about on the news?" he asked. Pyro looked up as he lit his lighter. "I'm the worst one,"

Without another word, Pyro used his mutation and shot balls of flame at the cops. Marissa held onto Sammy as she grew scared and angry at the same time. She managed to get up, stand up tall, and she pushed Pyro knocking him to the ground.

"Stop it! Right now!" she said punching him constantly.

As Marissa did this the wind started blowing when the jet landed in front of the house. Everyone got up, and so did Logan as the bullet fell out of his head, the wound healing up. Marissa grabbed Pyro by the collar.

"Even though they take us for granted, show them respect!" she said through her teeth

"Okay, okay. Chill," said Pyro.

The door opened in the jet, and Jean came out a bit motioning for them to come on in. Logan helped Marissa onto the jet as Sarah and Sammy ran in. They stopped. A blue man with scars all over him was sitting cross-legged in one of the seats.

"Guten Tag," he greeted them

"Was that French?" asked Sammy

"Nope. It's German. You should try it sometime," answered Sarah

As Sarah, Marissa, and Sammy buckled in they took off.