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That night, Sarah, Sammy, and Marissa met their rescuers after they landed the jet safely.

"Hey buddy thanks a lot," said Sarah

"A pleasure, Sarah, Samantha, and Marissa McMay," said the old man.

"It's Sammy," Sammy growled.

"Hey bub, how do you know our names? You're not telekinetic are you?" Sarah snarled

"Let's just say we know your uncle a little bit. And no Feline, my mutation is creating magnetic fields and control metal," explained the old man

"And you are?" asked Marissa

"Eric Lensherr or you can call me Magneto. And this is Raven Darkholme otherwise known as Mystique."

"And you control metal?" asked Sarah. "Even Adamantium?"

"Yes,"

"Can I see some proof?"

"Who do you prefer? Wolverine or you perhaps?"

"The over-sized bear if you don't mind. I'd like to get a good laugh,"

Magneto chuckled, and held out his hand. Logan just came out of the jet carrying camp stuff. They decided they were going to spend the night in the woods and conjure up a plan to stop Stryker. When Magneto held out his hand, Logan was levitating off the air. He dropped the stuff and looked at Magneto. Then his eyes glared at Sarah who was trying hard not to laugh.

"Kid you will pay once I get down from here!" he yelled.

"Oh really?" asked Sarah stifling her laughter

"Yeah! Really! You're just lucky I'm not your father!"

"You sure act like it. That makes me sick actually. You're not even nice enough to act like my dad,"

"You never even knew him pint size!"

Sarah looked at him with a sarcastic "wondrous" expression on her face. She didn't say anything. She just simply walked forward, took one of the boxes Logan carried out, gave him an amused smirk and walked forward to the edge of the forest to set up her tent. Magneto also looked at him with an amused smile on his face and let him drop. He got his balance when he fell, and Logan got up.

"You two…"he said to Marissa and Sammy. "…have one weird sister"

"It's not our fault. But she's not weird. She just has a lot of memories that happened a long time ago. Even our mother couldn't even remember until Sarah told them to her," Sammy explained.

After Sarah set up her tent, she lay down on her sleeping bag and sighed. That good for nothing Wolverine didn't know anything. How dare he say that she didn't know her father?! She knew him. She could tell that her father loved her and died for her. He almost gave his life for her mother. She dug into her back pocket, and took a picture out.It was her mother in her wedding dress. She looked so beautiful and so happy. Too bad she didn't have a picture of her father. She tried to imagine what he looked like, but all she could recognize was his voice in her dreams. And speaking of dreams, she started yawning. Clearly she didn't want to go to sleep that night because of her nightmares, so she got up to go get some water to wake her up. The sun was setting as the X-Men were going to talk to Magneto and Mystique, while Sarah went to the jet. She went to the secret compartment where they kept some emergency food with them. Marissa, Rouge, and Sammy were in the jet playing cards. As she poured water on her face over her eyes, Sammy looked up, and instantly she knew something was wrong.

"Sarah you OK?" she asked

"Yeah I'm fine. Just getting a bit drowsy," Sarah answered.

"You know you haven't got any sleep last night. Don't tell me you're gonna skip tonight too," Rouge said

"Well I'm busy. I've got stuff to do,"

"Like what?"

"Well, find out who killed mom, see what we're going to do about the attack on the mansion. Stuff like that,"

"But that's X-Men stuff," protested Marissa. "You remember what Storm said. We have to graduate from high-school to be one,"

"I don't care! I'm gonna find out who killed mom. And when I do, I'm gonna kill him!"

The girls were silent by Sarah's anger. Soon, Storm came up the jet with a puzzled look on her face.

"Is everything all right?" asked Storm.

"Everything's fine," whispered Sammy.

"Okay. Well, Magneto wants you to come to the fire Sarah. There's something he needs to tell you,"

"Can't Marissa and Sammy come along?" asked Sarah

"Magneto just wants you. He says he has some very important information for you,"

Sarah looked at her sisters, then at Storm.

"I'm not leaving without my sisters," she finally said.

"Sarah, it's important. He needs to see you now," Storm said.

Sarah looked at her sisters again. They looked at her telling her to go on without them. Sarah cautiously followed Storm outside. As she walked, she grew very tired, almost falling asleep. She rubbed her eyes to wake herself up, just before they came to the fire. Everyone was there: Magneto, Mystique, Jean, Storm, and (to Sarah's disgust) Logan. Standing by Jean, she listened to what Magneto had to say.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Sarah how far back can you remember in your past?" asked Magneto.

"Why do you want to know? I thought this was about what happened at the mansion. What does this have to do with me?"

"Actually it's a little something like that. So how far back can you remember?"

Sarah was quiet for a while as she thought.

"Way back to my 3rd birthday," she lied.

"And how long have you had your mutation?" asked Magneto.

"I just noticed when I was three,"

"Who gave you your claws?"

"I was born with them. Along with my healing ability,"

Magneto smiled.

"No you weren't. You're lying," he said.

Sarah stood still, planting her feet on the ground.

"No I'm not. Why do you want to know my life? What do you want from me?" Sarah asked almost panicking

"Sarah, calm down," Jean comforted.

"I am calm!"

"Sarah, Magneto just needs you to answer his questions so he can give you the information you want to know."

"I don't want it anymore,"

"Sarah, he has some information on your father. He may know where he is. If you just answer his questions, you may be able to see him again,"

Sarah could feel tears swell up in her eyes. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't keep them from falling down her cheeks. To keep Logan from seeing (so she can keep her record of not crying ever since she was 5) she put a hand on the side of her face.

"You don't understand. I don't want to keep wishing anymore. I always keep wishing for dad to come home. But I'm giving that up. I don't want to know anymore."

"Sarah, think of Sammy and Marissa. What would they say?" asked Storm.

"I don't know. All I know is that I'm the one who's more miserable than them. They lost one parent. I lost two,"

"They lost their father too Sarah. Not just you,"

"They never…"

Sarah stopped as she noticed something happening to her. She could see a dark spot growing blocking her vision. She knew she could still speak, but she was sweating, and growing pale. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

(A/N: This actually happened to a friend of mine. She couldn't see at first, then she started to get cold, then she went limp, and fainted.)

"Sarah, what is it?" said the voice of Storm.

"I can't see," Sarah said calmly.

"How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Four?"

Those who could see, Jean started to panic. She was only holding up two fingers, not four. Quickly she started planning on what they had to do.

"OK, um, Sarah are you cold?" she asked.

"A bit chilly," Sarah answered.

"Right, Storm go get an ice pack, I'll get one of the blankets from my tent, Logan I want you to hang on to her. If anything happens, just yell, and we'll come as soon as we can,"

Jean and Storm ran to the campsite, as Logan wrapped his arms around Sarah's upper body.

"Scared yet?" he asked.

"No," Sarah lied

Logan smirked. He knew she was lying again. He held her tighter.

"It's okay. We're gonna fix this. Can you still hear me?" he asked.

"Yeah," Sarah whispered.

"Good,"

"Why are you being nice to me all of a sudden?"

Logan sighed.

"I know what you're going through," he whispered

"No you don't," Sarah said her voice breaking

"Yes I do,"

"No you don't! You didn't lose someone who tried to save your life."

Suddenly, Sarah went limp. Logan caught her before she fell to the ground. She only dropped to her knees, and Logan knelt by her.

"Whoa. You okay? Are you still with me?" Logan whispered

"No, and yes," Sarah growled. "What the heck is going on?"

"I think you're having a faint spell. I had one of those once,"

"Oh yeah? How'd you get it?"

Logan smirked again.

"Not enough sleep," he said.

Even though her eyes were already wide with fear, Logan could tell that she had been cornered.

"I have my reasons for not getting any sleep," she said.

"Like what?" asked Logan.

"Like…like…"

Before Sarah could continue, her head hung low. Logan shook her softly.

"Kid, you still awake?" he asked.

Sarah didn't answer. Her eyes were closed and she didn't move. Logan sighed.

"Jean! You better hurry up! She's out!" he yelled.

Suddenly, he heard the rustling of leaves, and saw Sammy and Marissa coming up.

"Is she okay?" Sammy asked.

"She's fine. Don't worry, munchkin," Logan reassured them.

"What happened?" asked Marissa

"She had a faint spell. Not enough sleep. I don't know why but…"

Logan stopped and looked at the girls. They had nervous glances on their faces.

"You know something about this, don't you?" he asked.

The girls nodded.

"Well what is it?" he asked.

"I think Sarah couldn't go to sleep because she's had nightmares most of her life. She noticed she had them when she was three. She wakes up screaming every night. It's not her fault she's scared every night she goes to sleep. But she tries so hard," answered Sammy.

"Come here munchkin,"

Sammy walked over to Logan and snuggled up beside him.

"Logan," Marissa started.

"Yeah rugrat?" asked Logan.

"Why did you ask us if we knew a woman named Hannah?"

"I had a dream about a woman and a baby girl. I usually have dreams like your sisters, but I guess this time, it brings me closer to my past,"

Marissa walked to the other side of Logan and snuggled by him too.

"What happened in it?" she asked

"I saw myself sitting on a couch and I heard a baby crying. She was so small," Logan said.

"The baby?" asked Sammy

"Yeah,"

"How small?"

"About the palm of my hand to my fore-arm,"

"That's about how small Sarah was when she was a baby,"

"Anyway, I saw this woman come in with light-brown hair, and she started arguing with me about taking the baby to work the next day and not trusting her brother. When we went out of the room I called the baby my little angel, and then I woke up,"

Marissa and Sammy looked up at him.

"Dad called Sarah his little angel when she was a baby," Marissa said.

"Sarah's dreams are a bit more complicated. She told me once that Dad would always be in her dreams and tried to save her from Stryker," Sammy explained

"Stryker?" asked Logan

"We've never told the professor this, but when mom died, Stryker was supposed to take care of us,"

"So, you're related to Stryker?"

"Hard to believe isn't it?"

"Got that right,"

"He was our mother's brother, and worked with our dad," Marissa said. "When Sarah's dream continued, dad was escaping. And you know what he did? He just took one look at Sarah, and left. And that was it,"

Logan thought about all of this. He didn't realize what these girls had gone through. He looked up and saw Jean and Storm standing with a blanket and an ice pack.

"Hey," he said.

"Logan, there's something you need to know. Girls after this, I need you to go to bed while we help Sarah, OK?" asked Storm.

Jean and Storm knelt down in front of Logan and the girls.

"Logan we were going through Sarah's medical file on the computer that Mystique hacked into from Stryker's computer, and we saw this," Jean said

Jean took out a manila folder and gave it to Logan. Logan opened it, and saw a picture of the woman he saw in his dream.

"I know this woman," he said

"Then if you know this woman, that means you have a family," Storm said

"Where are they? Do you know?"

"Yes. You're holding them in your arms right now,"

Logan looked at Jean wide-eyed, and looked down at Sarah, Sammy, and Marissa. Sammy was looking at him with stars lighting up in her eyes. Marissa had her eyebrows raised.

"Is this a joke?" asked Marissa

"Well, I triple checked the computer. There's no mistake," Jean said

Sarah opened her eyes and found herself on the cold ground in a dark, dank hallway. She held her head as she stood up. What had happened to her? Logan told her she was having a faint spell, and it sounded like he wasn't joking. She looked around at the familiar sight. Where had she seen this before? Suddenly, she saw a man run through the halls. He looked so familiar than ever before. Then she realized he was her father. He looked around the halls.

"Sarah!" he shouted his voice echoing.

Sarah watched the man's face. Why did he look so familiar? The man ran down one of the halls as he heard a baby cry. She started to run after him.

"Wait! Daddy! It's me! I'm here!" she shouted.

But he didn't hear her. She stopped and took a few breaths, when she heard voices. Familiar voices.

"I thought you weren't taking up the procedure," said a voice

"I'm not. I'm here to take my daughter home," said the voice of her father.

"I need her McMay. You know if it can work on a fully grown human, it can also work on a young one,"

"But what if she's sick?"

"She's not sick! And you know it! She's a mutant Logan! And so are you,"

Sarah gasped as she turned to the corner and walked down the stairs to find Logan being held back, as her baby self kept crying in Stryker's arms. She couldn't believe it. Logan was her father? No wonder he looked familiar. She wanted to help, but then she remembered she couldn't help. This was only a dream.

"Let her go!" Logan cried "Take me! Not her! She's only a baby!

"If I let her go, then you'll take the procedure?" asked Stryker

"Yes! But don't let me forget her! She's my only kid!"

Stryker smiled.

"Very well, would you like to say goodbye to your little mutant angel?"

Logan growled as Stryker handed the baby into his arms. The baby stopped crying instantly as Logan rocked her, and she fell asleep. He kissed her gently on the forehead.

"No matter what happens, you'll always be my little angel," he whispered

Sarah felt hot tears streaming down her cheeks. The view of the truth of her past seemed to go farther, and farther, until there was nothing to see.

(A/N: The truth is out! Review please!)