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The X-Men, Feline, Fox, Fira, and the children found the passageway from the underground base, and went out to the cold snow. Flakes were starting to fall as the wind blew hard. Sammy kept slipping and she stopped in the middle of the running crowd.
"I can't run anymore," she whined, exhausted.
Suddenly, Logan came up from behind and picked her up, running with her in his arms, as they caught up with the rest of everybody else. However, when they got to the helicopter landing, he was frustrated. The helicopter was gone.
"The helicopter was right here!" he shouted, almost shaking Sammy in his arms.
Sarah, though cold and her feet wet with the snow, scoffed and folded her arms.
"I knew we shouldn't have left him with that dang helicopter," she muttered.
"Wait a minute," Marissa pointed to her sister. "What did you do?"
"Oh," Sarah said sarcastically. "Didn't I tell you? Stryker tried to kill me, as usual, by getting rid of my healing factor, we met his lovely assistant who has claws just like the Wolverine and me, and I got my abilities back, oh! And we chained Stryker to the helicopter beating him to a pulp, and leaving him there to possibly slip out of the chains and take the stupid helicopter,"
"That makes sense," Sammy remarked, snuggling in closer into Wolverine's chest, in attempt to keep warm.
Suddenly, besides the wind howling and whistling, they heard a noise. Scott furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. What was that noise? Well, he was about to get his answer. Because when he looked up, he nearly fell over. Rouge was flying the jet…and not very well. It swerved in the air, until it landed with a loud BOOM! Sarah stood opened mouth, and groaned.
"I was supposed to drive the jet first," she whined. "Rouge's lucky,"
Everyone ran inside the jet as the ramp came down, so they could enter, except Wolverine, Feline, Fox, and Fira. They stood in the cold snow, facing their right. Wolverine and Sarah knew what led there. They had smelled it. Logan put down Sammy, and she levitated off the ground.
"What's over there?" she asked.
Logan smirked at her.
"Let's go pay a visit to your uncle," he said with a sly grin.
The girls followed Logan through the path. As he put his arms around them, they found Stryker tied by chains still, only in a new place. He was attached to a wall that half of it was buried deep in the snow. He looked at the family wearily, taking deep breaths. They all stared at each other, cold eyes piercing one another.
"Who has the answers, Wolverine?" he challenged. "…Those people...Those creatures in your arms?"
Logan looked at the girls by his side as Stryker pressured him. Anger growing inside of him, he ripped off his dog tag. The dog tag he had for fifteen years was finally off his neck…for good this time.
"I'll take my chances with them," he said as he walked away with the girls.
As they turned to go, Feline, Fox, and Fira could never forget the words that Stryker had said.
"ONE DAY!" he shouted. "SOMEONE WILL FINISH WHAT I'VE STARTED WOLVERINE, FELINE, FOX, AND FIRA! ONE DAY! ONE DAY!"
Everyone got onto the jet, and as they buckled up, Marissa turned to Sarah as she fastened her seatbelt.
"Feline," she whispered. "Why didn't you get rid of your dog-tag? Remember one night you told me it was like a curse because it marked you for who you were?"
"I figured out a lot of things the past few days Fira," Sarah explained. "That dog-tag filled me with memories that I couldn't bear. Moreover, I thought because of that, I kept having bad dreams and memories. Then, I realized it was me who made the decision of bringing them up. Therefore, no matter where you go, the memories will always be with you…And it is a great accessory. Who knows what cute outfit can go with this dog-tag?"
"I guess you're right," Sammy laughed. "…Hey, where's Pyro?"
"He's with Magneto," Jean whispered, almost to herself.
Feline, Fox, and Fira looked at each other, understanding what might have happened during their little adventure in the underground base. Suddenly, they lights above them rather dimmed, and a sound that signaled the jet being powered, went down low, until nothing.
"Oh no," Storm said worried. "We lost the power,"
Logan growled, but kept his cool anyway. Jean, however, remained silent to herself. She was reaching out with her powers. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. She sensed something rushing toward the jet. She gasped and turned toward the entryway that led outside. She had to do something, for the sake of her friends. After giving one last, teary-eyed, look at them, she limped outside into the cold snow. No one seemed to notice that she was gone…except the Professor, who had been silently been sitting in a passenger seat during the whole jet crisis.
"Jean?" he called out.
Everyone stopped what they were doing, and looked back at the open entryway to find Jean gone.
"Wait," Wolverine said. "Where's Jean?"
"She's outside," the Professor groaned a bit.
Immediately, Scott started to run toward the stairs, with Wolverine trailing behind him. However, Jean had used her mind powers to shut the door closed. While Cyclops had tried to open it, the jet came back to life. Storm was shocked as this happened.
"No!" shouted Cyclops. "We're not leaving! Lower the ramp!"
Storm tried as hard as she could. She failed.
"STORM! LOWER IT!"
"I can't!" protested Storm.
As the X-Men scrambled about to find a way to save Jean, the girls' and the students noticed something. The sky was growing darker from outside, and the sound of waves filled the air. Sudden pushes against the jet cause almost everyone to fall over. Feline, Fox, and Fira unbuckled their seatbelts and went up to the main windows to see what was going on. No one protested for their act of unsafe measurements. Wolverine put his arms around the girls in comfort as they watched what Jean was doing. With one hand outstretched toward the jet, the other was focusing on the rushing water coming toward them. Sammy's eyes grew in realization.
"She's controlling the jet!" she exclaimed.
"And…" Marissa's eyebrow's furrowed. "Where's all that water coming from...Sarah,"
Sarah let out a small, but nervous smile.
"Heh heh," she said. "Did I forget to mention that the dam broke causing water to flood over the spillway and on the ground the jet is on,"
"No," Marissa shook her head with a disapproving look at her sister. "You didn't,"
"Then I don't have to repeat myself. Sammy, do you think you can open the ramp, so Scott or Logan can get her?"
"I tried!" Sammy protested. "She won't let me!"
Still, they looked on outside at Jean, trying to control the water and the jet at the same time. Logan was holding the girls so tight they were almost squished together.
"I know what I'm doing," they heard the Professor. "This is the only way,"
Everyone turned to look at the Professor. His eyes were closed and his face seemed calmer than the rest of the occupants on board the black bird. Scott rushed toward him, and went down on his knees, tears streaming down his face. Jean was talking to them through the Professor.
"Jean," he said. "Listen to me…Don't do this,"
"Goodbye," the Professor said softly.
"No!" Feline, Fox, and Fira shouted, realizing what Jean was doing.
Immediately, everyone turned back at the window. Sammy's eyes filled with tears. Feeling the jet go up, Jean released her hands from her power, one last time. They could hear the water flowing below them as the jet flew farther and farther away, and then…nothing. Nothing but eerie, sad, silence in the Black Bird. Sammy let out silent tears, and buried her face onto Marissa's shoulder, and she held her tight.
"She's gone," Logan said softly.
Scott looked at Logan with tears in his red eyes, and labored breathing sounding from his mouth.
"She's gone,"
Scott, angrily, threw himself on Logan, grabbing his collar, and practically shaking him. Logan did nothing to stop him.
"Don't you say that!" he shouted. "We gotta go back,"
"She's gone," Logan repeated.
"No...no,"
Everyone stared at the two mutants in silence. The only sound that could be heard was Sammy's soft crying. Twice, in 4 days, they had lost someone they had grown to love. Scott started wailing and crying as he clung on to the Wolverine. Then, for the first time ever, Logan started to form tears in his eyes,"
"She's gone. She's gone," he said trying to fight back the tears. "She's…she's gone,"
Sammy still cried on Marissa's shoulder. Marissa rocked her sister back and forth as tears streamed down her own face. Sarah, who had been silent through almost the whole thing, started to show signs of sobs too. She tried to fight them, but could not. Crying she walked over to her sister Sammy, and bent down next to her as she slid down the floor, burying herself between her knees.
"Hey," she choked out with tears. "It's okay,"
"How can you say that?" Sammy asked sobbing. "Jean's gone,"
"I know. But it's okay. It's okay to cry," Sarah began to cry harder. "It's okay to cry,"
Sammy wrapped her arms around her big sister, and cried. Marissa bent down next to them, and hugged her arms around them too, crying herself. There they were, in a corner of the ship, crying in a comforting group hug. Some of the students were crying too, but only to themselves. Logan, who had let go of Scott, noticed his three daughters crying. They needed him badly. Walking toward them, with tears still in his eyes, he reached out a hand. Sammy looked up from Sarah's damp shoulder, and reached her arms out.
"Logan," she said softly.
Logan picked Sammy up like a toddler, since she was so small. He rubbed her back gently, as she cried, and carried her over to a passenger seat in the back. He sat her in his lap, her legs across his, and let her cry. Marissa and Sarah had followed them, and sat with them. They both laid their heads on his black spandex shoulders, and cried softly. I guess you could say, pretty much everyone had a good cry, when they mourned for the loss of their very dear friend, Doctor Jean Grey.
That night, Storm landed the jet silently in the mansion. The students that were kidnapped jumped out of their seats, and ran down the ramp to go to their beds. Logan had a sleeping Sammy in his arms, and carried her in his arms as Sarah and Marissa followed him, rubbing their bloodshot and tired eyes. They led him down the hall to their room (since he did not know where they slept) and opened the door to reveal their messy bedroom and unmade beds. As they changed in the bathroom, Logan tucked in Sammy tightly and gave her a small kiss on her forehead. Sammy stirred a bit, but she did not wake up. By that time, Sarah and Marissa trudged out of the bathroom in their sleepwear. Sarah was wearing a tank top, as usual, only this time it was red, and black shorts were above her knees. Marissa had on a long shirt that went down to her knees that said, "Good Girls like Bad Boys". Climbing into bed, they mumbled 'good night' to Logan as he turned off the light and closed the door silently. Sighing he walked back down to the lower levels, where the Professor and Storm were talking. Xavier looked up from his conversation.
"I see you've finally found a piece of your past," he said.
"I know you knew before any of us knew, Charlie," Logan said staring. "The question is why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"
"I put you and the girls on the path, Logan. Believe me; I was shocked when I searched their minds for memories. However, I wanted you and your children to find out for yourselves. Family issues is not what I intended to get involved in,"
"Plus, it was quite funny seeing you and Feline bicker all the time before they found out," Storm smiled.
Logan sort of smiled at that. Storm was quite funny when she wanted to. Then he went off to bed like about 2 in the morning, and this time, he had no nightmares
(A/N: OK! Listen up! I'll be posting more chapters, just not for a while. I have to go somewhere in a few days and won't be back for a period of time. Just to give you the heads up. I'll try to post some chapters on my other stories before I go though. Anyway. Review please!)