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Recap: "She'll be dead in a few hours"

Logan looked at Stryker with anger and sadness in his eyes. He looked back at Sarah in his arms. She was still half-unconscious, but he could hear her soft painful moans. He set her down against the tub of water brushing her damp, frizzy hair, away from her sweating forehead. Stryker turned to leave.

"I used to think you and Feline were two of a kind, Wolverine," he commented.

Wolverine did not want to listen to him. He kept staring at his daughter, trying to think if her pale white face, her drooping eyes, her messed up hair, her sweating head, and her bleeding hands and thigh, were just a figment of his imagination.

"Don't leave me," she whispered grabbing his hand.

"I'm not," Wolverine said. "Not this time,"

"I was wrong," Stryker finished.

Sarah took one last look at Logan, and closed her eyes, losing conciseness. Logan looked back at Stryker, to see him leaving. He was not going to get away with this. He got up, and started to run toward him, until, Stryker's assistant stopped him. She hit him twice, before throwing him across the room. He quickly got up, releasing his claws, fiercely. The woman just smiled, held up her fingers, and Adamantium claws came out from her knuckles.

"Oh crud," Logan groaned.

The woman spun like a wheel in the air, scratching Logan across the face. He started getting mad. Now it was war. He stabbed her, but she kept healing. They banged against walls and glass. Each time Logan had a few seconds, he kept glancing back at Sarah, to see if she had woken up. She hadn't. He continued fighting back and forth with the woman. When he caught her off-guard, he stabbed her in the stomach. She yelled out in pain, but she healed quickly. She climbed above Logan, pulling his claws out of her stomach. She kicked him in the side of the head, and twirled around. Logan fell to the ground, but quickly got up. They crashed into each other, sending them across the room, and smashing into a glass display case. They got up again, and when Logan was distracted, the woman scratched him with her claws on his back, like a cat. He elbowed her, and wrapped his arm around her neck. She flipped back into an up-right position, and flipped him in the air. He let out a yell, and landed on a table that hung in the air. Once he landed, the woman hung below him and started stabbing him in the back, while holding him by the neck with her strong fingers. Blood dripped out and into the water below them. His eyes wandered around the place, until he saw that chains were supporting the table that held them both. He still had his claws out. Desperately, he stretched his arms out like an eagle to try to cut the chains off. With his last bit of strength, he cut them off, and him and the woman both crashed down. The woman splashed into the tub of water, and Logan was remaining on top of the table. He coughed, and turned over to his side. Suddenly, the woman jumped out, and stabbed her long claws into Logan. He yelled out in pain. She held him in his place. This was too hard. His eyes caught something in front of him. A syringe full of liquid Adamantium was in its place. He reached hard with his hands, practically dragging himself to it. Victoriously, he grabbed it, and plunged it into the woman's stomach pushing the liquid into her system. She took gasps of shock and looked into his eyes. Logan looked back at them. There seemed to be much sadness. Finally, she gave in, sinking into the water, dead. He laid back his head against the pole, and took a few deep breaths. Suddenly, he heard a soft moan from below him. He looked down and saw that Sarah was moving her head from side to side, slowly. He got off and bent down in front of her.

"Sarah," he whispered. "Feline, wake up,"

Sarah opened her eyes and weakly smiled.

"I saw her Logan," she said

"Who?" asked Logan

"Mom,"

Meanwhile, Sammy was with Jean and Scott in the hallways. Jean had a broken leg, and was limping with the support of Scott. Suddenly, Jean gasped and stopped her two companions.

"It's Cerebro," she whispered

"Why?" asked Sammy. "What's wrong?"

"We're too late,"

Suddenly, a stabbing pain shot through Sammy's brain, and she started to scream. Falling to her knees, she kept on yelling with Scott and Jean, who were under the same condition as her.

Marissa was walking with Storm, Kurt, and the other children, when suddenly, she flew a hand to her head. Storm and Kurt were about to ask what was wrong, when they and the other children came up with the same symptoms.

"What's happening?" she cried out in pain.

"It's Cerebro!" shouted Storm. "We have to stop the professor!"

Logan looked at Sarah confused.

"What do you mean you saw her kid?" he asked. "She's dead,"

"But I saw her!" Sarah said softly. "She was calling me Logan. She looked so beautiful. I…"

Immediately, the same pain Sammy and Marissa were feeling right now, shot through her brain. She screamed loudly, as Logan came down with the same pain. He did not scream, but the pain was excruciating. He looked over at Sarah, who was holding her head, and tears were streaming down her cheeks. He wanted to go over there, and tell her how much he was sorry for everything. Nevertheless, he could not

"Sammy!" shouted Jean. "You have to fight it!"

"I can't!" cried Sammy through her pain.

"Try!"

Sammy closed her eyes, shaking her head. She could not do this. She was only a child. Twelve years old, and she was still a child. She needed to have her sisters with her…and her parents. Suddenly, as if it was all draining from a faucet, the pain started to go away. She opened her eyes, looking around. Jean and Scott started getting up. They looked at her and nodded. Their journey was to continue.

Marissa had the same feeling as Sammy and the others did. The pain was going away and she could feel it draining from her brain. When she got up, the children were looking around. Jubilee looked at her.

"What was that?" she asked.

Marissa only shrugged, and led the children with Storm and Kurt away from the scene.

When the pain stopped, Logan looked around and back at Sarah. She was taking deep breaths, and wiping her tears of pain away. He crawled over to her, and sat her up.

"Are you okay?" he asked

"Yeah," she said nodding.

Suddenly, Sarah felt something close up in her stomach. It was a feeling she knew. She looked at Wolverine, and they both looked down at he wound. It was healing. Her skin showed no scar or scratch, and the only damage it left was a bullet hole in her black tank top. They looked at each other.

"I don't get it," Wolverine said. "That would've killed you,"

Sarah had a small twinkle in her eyes.

"I think I know what happened," she said.

Sarah attempted to get up, but almost collapsed to the floor. Logan held her in his arms.

"You can't go anywhere now," he protested. "You're still weak,"

"I'll be better in a minute," Sarah said letting her breath out. "We have to find Stryker,"

"No. We have to get you to Jean and the Professor,"

"Logan…if I don't find him now, I'll still be waking up screaming every time I have that nightmare. The only way I can sleep safely at night, is Stryker out of my life,"

Logan looked at Sarah. There seemed to be so much pleading in her eyes… and he knew she was right.

"All right," he said. "We'll go look for him. But, you are not going alone. Do you understand me?"

"Yes daddy," Sarah smiled almost mocking him playfully.

Logan snapped his eyes toward Sarah, who was still smiling. She just called him "daddy". Of course, he knew she would still call him Logan or Wolverine, but this was one name he did not expect her to say. While supporting Sarah, Logan led her outside into the cold snow. It brought Sarah painful memories of when the police found her when she was a baby, but she focused on one thing: Stryker. They walked together for a few minutes, until they found what they were looking for. Stryker was getting a helicopter ready for his escape.

"Stay here," Wolverine said.

Wolverine let go of Sarah, and let her stand there while he briskly walked up. Just when Stryker was coming around the corner, Wolverine hit him in the face. He fell to the snowy grounds as Sarah cringed.

"Ouch," she whispered. "I wonder if he broke his nose,"

Stryker was not going to get off that easily. Wolverine picked him up by the collar, grunting. He smashed him against the helicopter, and before Stryker could even speak, Wolverine released his claws and plunged them into the groin. Stryker yelled out, his voice echoing in the snowy woods. Wolverine kept on panting with rage. He had gotten what he had wanted.

"How does it fell, bub?" he growled.

Stryker took a few deep breaths, and sort of smiled, but in pain

"Why did you come back?" he breathed.

"You cut me open!" Wolverine growled. "You took my life!"

"You make it sound like I stole something from you. As I recall, it was you who volunteered for the procedure,"

Wolverine did not want to hear this. He did NOT want to hear this.

"Who am I?" he wanted to know.

"You…" Stryker started. "Are just a failed experiment. As well as your daughters…but that doesn't matter now, does it? They are dead."

Sarah crunched her feet in the snow as she walked toward her father and her "uncle". She started singing. It was her ways of letting people know where she was.

(I don't own "Everybody's Fool" by Evanescense)

Perfect by nature

Icons of self-indulgence

Just what we all need

More lies about a world that never was and never will be

Have you no shame, don't you see me?

You know you've got everybody fooled.

Stryker heard the singing and looked to his right. Sarah stood by her father side by side. It was just as it should be father and daughter.

"Impossible!" shouted Stryker

"Anything's possible, Uncle William," Sarah sneered. "Face it. You knew this day would come. You knew Logan would try to come find us. You knew I would get revenge when the time was right. You knew I was too good for fighting, and ready to take you on…you also knew that I couldn't die,"

"You're supposed to be dead!"

"Well you missed one little detail Stryker. Genetics. I inherited Logan's healing factor, and it seems that, compared to your little science experiment, my healing cells outnumbered you,"

"You ungrateful, filthy, little brat! I should have killed you when I had the chance. I knew I made a mistake when I trusted your mother to not tell anyone this,"

Logan dug his claws deeper into Stryker's skin. He yelled out.

"Don't underestimate this kid," he growled. "She may not look much, but she can bite pretty hard. And don't you ever say that to her in front of me!"

"She's mine to care for," Stryker sneered. "I'm her Legal Guardian,"

"NO YOU'RE NOT!" shouted Sarah.

Logan and Stryker looked at the girl. Her dark eyes were staring hard at Stryker, and he wanted to slap her across the face for it, but he could not. One wrong move and the Wolverine would slice him to pieces.

"You are not my guardian because you don't care about me or my sisters. You never have. I may not be a lawyer, but abusing your child is against the law. And I think the Grand Jury would find it very amusing to hear that fifteen years ago, a military scientist kidnapped his six-week old niece and took her to an unauthorized facility to be usedin an illegal experiment on her and her father,"

Logan looked at Sarah, surprised. Stryker only glared at her.

"Tell him who he is," Sarah ordered. "He has the right to know…he's my legal guardian,"

Stryker glared at Logan. He was not answering. Logan grunted, and dug deeper. Stryker yelped and winced.

"If you really knew about your past," Stryker said. "What kind of person you were… Before you met Hannah…The work we did together…people don't change Wolverine. You were an animal then. You're an animal now. I just gave you and your daughter claws,"

Sarah glared at him, the cold biting her bare skin, but she didn't care. Suddenly, a beeping sound, like a fire alarm, echoed through the snowy hills. Logan looked toward the facility.

"What the heck is that?" he growled. "What is it?"

"The dam's ruptured," Stryker explained. "It's gonna flood water all over the spillway. It's trying to relieve the pressure….it's too late. In a few minutes, we'll all be under water,"

Logan narrowed his eyes. This could not be happening.

"Come with me, and I'll tell you everything you want to know," Stryker reasoned with him. "You can't help your friends or your children. They're as good as dead, Wolverine. You're a survivor. Always have been,"

Sarah stepped forward and unsheathed her claws in front of her uncle's face.

"Oh?" she asked. "I thought were just animals with claws,"

Slowly, Stryker stretched his neck away from the shining tips of the Adamantium. Sarah smiled. He was scared of her.

"If we die," she said. "You die,"

Logan, getting the idea, let go of Stryker. He pushed him against the front wheels of the helicopter, and tied him up with the chains that Stryker was using. He and Sarah started to run for it with Stryker's yells behind them.

"There are no exits that way Wolverine!" he shouted.

Meanwhile, Storm, Kurt, Marissa, and the children stopped in front of a door. It was rusted all over and sparks were flying everywhere.

"What… the heck… is this?" she asked, emphasizing every word she said

"Cerebro," Storm answered.

Suddenly, Marissa heard running footsteps behind them. She looked over her shoulder, and saw Scott, with Jean, and Sammy.

"Storm!" shouted Scott.

"Sammy!" Marissa cried.

"Marissa!" Sammy returned

The two sisters embraced each other, hugging and crying. They were together again.

"Oh my gosh!" Marissa cried. "I thought I'd never see you again,"

"What's going on?" asked Sammy.

"The professor's still in there," Jean said dazed. "He's trapped in some kind of…illusion,"

"Illusion?" asked Marissa.

"Wait!" Sammy shouted. "Jason!"

"Jason? You mean Cousin Jason, with the demented brain?"

"Yeah,"

"You know who's doing this?" asked Kurt. "It's your cousin?"

"He's on drugs," Marissa said. "We don't like him,"

"Oh my gosh," Jean whispered after much thinking. "Magneto's reversed Cerebro. It's not targeting mutants anymore,"

"Who is it targeting?" asked Storm.

Jean looked at everybody.

"Everyone else,"

(A/N: All right. Again! I am sosososososososososososososososososososososososo sorry for not updating. I had a major case of Writer's Block, and it nearly killed me! I had to choose whether Sarah was going to die, or not die! It was a life and death situation thing…well, maybe not, but you get the idea! Anyways…update please)