Wen 1: I know know that she has her own room – oh well let's just say… Bobby 'accidently' froze it so she was staying in Kitty and Rogues room so that they could hold her off from killing Bobby. There. No that was improvisation at it's best, lol.

Diaz F: gasps as well that would be horrible!

Amazing redd phoenix: Thank you for the hallelujah chorus. I've always wanted someone to say that after reading how a bad thing in my back turned out okay. I think…

Chapter 7

Logan didn't sleep very well that night. His dreams were once again haunted, but not by his regular nightmares. They were memories of Scott and images of what might happen. Most of it was unhappy.

The one that took up most of his night was when the laser hit Scott's leg in their session and the effect it had upon him.

"Come on Summers, let's pick up the pace!" Logan called out to Scott as he narrowly dodged a couple lasers. "I know ya can do better then that!"

Scott was careful not to trip as he ran a bit of the ways. "I'd like to see you do this blind Logan – wouldn't that be a great show! I'd probably have to save you – I might not though if you keep it up."

Logan just laughed mockingly which made Scott go faster. "Whoa, careful there Scooter, that's a little too fast…"

"You said pick up the pace, remember? Oh, I guess not, you must be losing your memory old man," Scott smirked. They loved to taunt each other like this, but of course they never really meant any of it (A-N, cough, cough.) No one knew it, but Logan and Scott were pretty good friends. Everyone thought Logan hated Scott by the way he talked to him, but it was just his way of making Scott push himself further. It always worked.

"Watch who you're talkin' 'bout boy. I might just give you the whip." They both laughed at this. "You're close to the finish line 'ere…" Logan was cut of by what he saw.

The laser came much faster then the other ones had. When it hit, Logan was just about to give the signal to Hank (the one monitoring) to end the session when Scott did a handstand and a flip onto his one good foot right over the finish line. Logan ran to join him. "How was that session Logan? Mind if I get on my glasses now?" He took the glasses as Logan held them out and when he put them on he couldn't help but laugh at the expression on Logan's face.

Logan growled. "Where does it 'urt Scott? I saw that laser 'it you!"

"It doesn't hurt Logan."

Sighing Logan asked, "Well where did it 'it you?" He watched as Scott pulled up his uniform's right leg and then he quickly studied the bruise that was already starting to form. "You want some 'elp getting out of 'ere?" Logan knew the answer already but he also knew he'd have to at least offer.

"No." Scott looked over to Hank as he ran in and smiled, "Hey Dr. McCoy!"

"Scott are you alright?" concern was written all over the doctor's face.

"I'm fine." Scott dismissed the two adults and tested his leg, even though it obviously hurt a lot, he went walking out of the room.

"Why does 'e always 'ave to be like that?" Logan asked Hank in a defeated tone.

"He's the leader of the X-men – if he shows pain what does that tell the rest of the team?" Hank shook his head with disapproval of the teen.

They went outside and throughout the day Logan kept a close eye on Scott. His leg didn't seem to bother him until the Danger Room session the next day – which was the last memory in Logan's dreams.