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An hour later, Sammy, Marissa, Bobby, Rouge, and Pyro were asleep. Sarah still stayed up. She sat there on her seat, her legs over the arm rest, listening to "On my father's wings" from "Quest for Camelot" on her CD player. It reminded so much of her own father, even though she didn't remember him.

"If you were with me now, I'd find myself in you. If you were with me now, you're the only one who knew all the things we planned to do. I want to live my life the way you said I would. With courage as my light, fighting for what's right like you made me believe I could. And I would fly on my father's wings to places I have never been. There is so much I've never seen. And I can feel his heart beat still. I can do great things on my fathers wings," she san softly to herself.

Logan, who had been listening to her singing, snatched the headphones off her head before she could get another chance to sing the next verse.

"Kitten, you sang enough songs to last me a year. Go to sleep," he said.

"You're not the boss of me. And I keep telling you it's Feline!" said Sarah.

Logan sighed and slumped back in his chair. This kid was not gonna be easy once this was over. She treated him like Scott treated him when they first met. But he had to give her credit for her spunk. And in a moment he fell asleep.

In most of Logan's dreams he dreamt of pain. But this dream was unusual. He was sitting on a couch in a nice looking living room watching some wrestling on TV. Suddenly he could hear a faint sound of a baby crying. He could see himself grinning as he turned off the TV and went upstairs. He opened a door to a pink painted room full of dolls and toys and books. In a corner was a white crib and inside was a baby girl in her pajamas. Logan could tell she was born earlier than most babies were by her size. She was the smallest thing Logan's ever seen. He saw himself pick up the baby and wrap her in a blanket.

"What's the matter kiddo? You miss your mommy? It's okay. Daddy's here," he soothed the wailing child.

Logan didn't understand. Could this be a memory from his forgotten past? Could he possibly have a kid or two? He decided to leave that for the matter as the dream continued. A woman with medium length brown hair came in through the front door and found Logan putting the little girl back in her crib. The woman smiled.

"Another day, another daddy's little girl time," she said.

Logan had turned around at the woman and smiled back at her.

"Hannah is it all right taking her to work tomorrow?" he asked.

The woman, who appeared to be Hannah, had wiped the smile off her face and changed it from amusement to worry.

"Logan, I don't know. She was just born, and I don't…I don't trust William anymore. What with the Adamantium project and everything…"

Logan looked at Hannah confused.

"How can you not trust William? He's your own brother," he whispered loudly

"Logan, I have a bad feeling about you taking her to work tomorrow. You know she's a mutant. She inherited it from you. William does experiements on them. If anyone knows that, it's me. If he ever found out that our little girl's a mutant, he'll know that you are too, and I don't know what he'll do with you,"

"Hannah…" Logan was taking the woman in his arms now. "Nothing will happen to her as long as I'm around her. She'll be fine. Why don't we all just go to bed?"

Hannah nodded and left the room to go to bed. Logan turned back at the sleeping baby in her crib, bent down, kissed her forehead, and held her small head in his hand.

"Good night my little angel," he whispered.

Logan suddenly woke up and held his head in confusion. Was that really him? With a wife and child? Thoughts raced through his mind. What if they were still alive? What if they were still looking for him? But then, what if the people who operated on him killed them both? He sighed and got up from the chair. Sarah was still listening to her music, and Sammy and Marissa had woken up watching "Lilo and Stitch" on a portable DVD player. He left Sarah alone for a while and watched the animated film behind Marissa and Sammy's shoulders.

"Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten," they both said together quoting the movie.

"One of your favorite lines?" asked Logan. He had gotten the idea that family meant more to these girls than anything else and that family would always come first.

"Yep. How'd you sleep?" asked Marissa.

"Weird. Hey, do you guys know a woman named Hannah?"

The girls looked at him with wide eyes.

"Our mother's name was Hannah," whispered Sammy

"Why do you want to know?" asked Marissa

"Um, no reason. It's just this weird dream. That's all. Nothing important," Logan said.

(A/N: I bet ya the tension in ya is growing huh? Isn't it? Don't worry. Like most of you have already found out Logan is their father, the girls will find out he is soon enough. But it won't be in this chapter though.)

Marissa and Sammy looked at each other in confusion. Logan, who didn't want to get on Sarah's bad side again, went to Jean.

"How far are we?" he asked.

"We're actually coming up on the mansion soon," Jean answered.

"Good. I can get some sleep there." Mumbled Sarah, who was listening.

"I've got two signals approaching," announced Storm. "Coming in fast,"

Everyone stopped what they were doing. A voice came on asking them to lower their altitude with a hint of demand in their voice.

"Wow. Somebody's angry," said Storm

"And I wonder why," said Logan as he looked back at Pyro.

The voice sounded again giving them one last warning. Sammy looked out the window and saw a jet by their jet fall back. A feeling swelled up inside her. She looked at Marissa. Marissa had a hand on her shoulder almost telling her that everything was going to be okay. She looked at Sarah. She still had her headphones on, and slumping in her chair. Then she looked at Logan. Logan looked back at her and gave her a small smile. Now Sammy is not the smartest, but also not the dumbest mutant in the jet, but something about Logan made her feel safe and made her think that he looked familiar.

"They're marking us!" said Storm breaking Sammy's train of thought.

"What?" asked Logan.

"They're gonna fire. Hang on!"

Logan went back to his seat and buckled in. Sammy and Marissa did the same thing. Logan reached forward and hit Sarah. She turned around, clearly angry.

"What do you want now, you oversized bear?" she growled

"If you want to live, buckle up. We're in trouble. And don't call me an oversized bear anymore!" Logan shouted.

"Well stop calling me kitten!"

"Stop fighting! I gotta shake 'em" cried Storm

Sarah buckled up as Storm did a loop-d-loop in the air. The girls started shouting with joy as if they were in a roller coaster ride rather than a jet being attacked.

"Please don't do that again," Pyro said

"I agree" said Logan

The jet continued to go faster as the other jets tried to blast them.

"Don't we have any weapons in this heap!?" cried Logan

The girls looked at each other. Sammy was growing scared. Almost to the brink of tears. Marissa put a hand on her shoulder.

"We're gonna be fine," she whispered.

"And no matter what happens, family will always come first," Sarah said.

Suddenly the windows outside showed the sky growing dark. Sammy gasped at the sight of it. But then calmed down when she saw Storm was controlling it. Marissa and Sarah looked out as tornadoes filled the sky. When she was sure that the jets were gone, Storm let it shine again.

"Everybody okay back there?" asked Jean

"No," Logan mumbled.

The girls nodded until the beeping sound came from the radar. Two dots were coming to the center. Sammy knew it had to be missiles.

"Oh no, there's two of them," Storm panicked

Sammy looked at Jean and saw she was concentrating on the missiles. She also concentrated on them helping her blow one off. Marissa and Sarah looked at her. Sarah grew wide-eyed.

"Sammy you're using too much power! Stop!" she cried.

"I can't. I have to help," Sammy breathed the words.

"Sammy you can't do it! You've never used that much! We don't wanna lose you like we lost mom!" Marissa shouted

Sammy could feel herself growing tired. But she had to help Jean. For the sake of her family, her friends, her future of becoming one of the X-men. But as soon as she felt a hit on the jet, darkness came to her eyes. Marissa and Sarah watched her go limp in her seat, and Rouge go flying out.

"Sammy!" they both cried.

"Unbuckle your seatbelt! We have to get her!" Sarah cried.

"You're crazy!" shouted Marissa

"Crazy for safety! I promised mom that whatever happens I would take care of you guys. It's my job!"

Sarah unbuckled her seat as Rouge appeared with Kurt (the blue guy they saw earlier) out of thin air. Down and down the jet was going. Marissa followed her as they tried to get to Sammy. Sarah managed to get to her and unbuckled her. She shook her shoulders.

"Sammy wake up!" she cried.

Sammy slowly opened her eyes. Marissa and Sarah sighed with relief.

"Don't scare me like that again!" Marissa shouted.

"Sorry," Sammy said.

Suddenly the jet came to an abrupt stop and all the girls tumbled to the front of the jet because they weren't wearing their seatbelts. Sarah looked outside the window.

"I don't understand. We should be dead. What made us stop?" asked Sammy

"I think the answers out the window Fox," said Sarah.

Sammy looked out the window and saw and old man controlling the jet and a blue-skinned woman with yellow eyes and red hair.

(A/N: Logan will know the answer to his past next chapter! Update soon!)