"I heard …" Nanny spoke softly as she approached Nightcrawler walking through the school's garden early the next morning. "How are you holding up?"

Nightcrawler sighed and continued to walk slowly through the garden with her. "I don't know what to think or how to feel, you know?" Nanny smiled at his thick German accent. For some reason his accent seemed … different … this morning.

"I'm hurt. And confused. I'm not sure how much I can believe Mystique. And I'm supposed to love her not just because she's my mother, but because Jesus told us to love our enemies. I'm hurt because she was a mutant, but gave me up because I am a mutant. I am angry that my father would reject us and angry for anyone who rejects us because of what we are. And that's where I become mixed up because we're supposed to forgive those who trespass against us and we're supposed to pray for those who persecute us."

Nanny nodded. "I've questioned a lot of things about the faith before. I still do." She paused and looked at up the cool autumn sun rising. "I find it hard to fully trust God- to let go and allow him to handle things. I don't like relying on other people; I don't accept help well."

Nightcrawler nodded. "I know he warned us it wouldn't be easy. I just ... I need time, and prayers."

Nanny nodded her head solemnly. "I'll keep you in my prayers." They walked together a little while longer until it was ready for breakfast and for school to start.

…

"Nanny, do you think Colossus can handle your classes today?"

"Why?" Nanny looked up curiously at the Professor.

"I need you to help Wolverine with something. Scott and I are leaving soon."

"Uhhh …" Nanny washed out her cereal bowl and with a confused look put in into the dish washer. "Ya, he can handle the class."

"Good."

"Wolverine can fill you in on all of the details."

"Where is he?"

"I believe he's waiting for you in the car."

"What! NOW!" Nanny rolled her eyes. The Professor seemed to have a habit of leaving those kinds of important details left unsaid until it was almost too late. Nanny rushed up to her room and finished getting ready. She slipped on her tennis shoes and grabbed her purse and a light jacket before she bolted down the stairs and out the front door. She slipped into the passengers seat and before she had her seatbelt buckled, Wolverine speed out of the drive way. Nanny buckled her seatbelt and waited for some explanations, but Wolverine remained silent.

"So …?"

"We're off to investigate Mr. Summers. It seems at the moment that he has been abducted from the 7-11, where we found his car yesterday."

"I thought you already went through the car."

"I did, but I wasn't able to bring the bike and the car back last night. I hid the car as much as I could. After looking at what I brought back, the Professor decided that he wanted to go over the car again and he wanted me to take someone along who paid closer attention to details."

"Jean pays close attention to details too."

Wolverine nodded his head. "She's been having really bad headaches. Apparently Phoenix has been acting up so the Professor thought she should stay at home."

"What are we looking for?"

"Anything that should mean something to us. So far, all we know is that he's been kidnapped. I found coffee spilt all over the car, papers scattered everywhere, keys in the ignition, and the driver's door was left wide open. None of the clerks remembered anything of use."

Nanny nodded, trying to pay attention and yawned. Wolverine smiled at Nanny as she laid her head against the passenger window and fell asleep.

…

Nanny woke up slowly when she heard the gravel under car's wheels. She rubbed her eyes and yawned.

"We're here sunshine."

"You really like calling people something other than their name, or even their nickname," Nanny noted. Wolverine stepped out of the car first and Nanny followed.

"So where's the car?"

"I pushed it out of the way, over there. You can't see it from the road." Nanny followed Wolverine still yawning. She pulled her jacket closer around her and disgruntled, looked up at the clouds that threatened a cold rain shower, or perhaps an early snow.

"Huh, it's not here."

"Maybe you moved it somewhere else."

Wolverine shot a glare back at Nanny. "I remember where I put it and I put it right here. Look, you can even see the car's tracks and my foot prints in the sand."

"Well what do we do now?"

"It looks like whoever kidnapped Mr. Summers was trying to cover up their tracks."

"But why wouldn't they have taken care of the car immediately after kidnapping him?"

"Maybe I got there right after it happened."

"Didn't the clerks say that he came in a lot earlier than you arrived?"

Wolverine didn't respond. He took a deep breath and headed for the 7-11.

"Excuse me. Do you know what happened to the abandoned car that was parked over by the dumpster?"

"You again Tiger?" The clerk winked at Wolverine while smacking her gum. She shot Nanny a look and Nanny gave it right back, moving closer to Wolverine's side. "Ya. Manager had it towed earlier this morning. He was tired of looking out the window and seeing such a sight. Said it would scare customers off."

"Where'd he have it towed?" Wolverine spat out quickly.

"I dunno." She gave Wolverine a disgusted, 'I don't care' look and turned to take care of a customer. The customer stepped up to the counter, Wolverine moved aside, and as soon as she was done with the customer he spoke again.

"Where's the manager?"

"He's on his lunch break." Wolverine cursed under his breath and turned his back to the clerk ready to leave. "He takes his lunch break in the back room …" The clerk added. "Why do you care so much anyways?"

Nanny and Wolverine immediately dashed for the back door. The manager stood up shocked when the door swung open.

"You're not supposed to be-"

"Where did you have the car towed to?"

"Who let you in?"

"Look bub, where was the car towed to?" Wolverine grabbed the man by shirt and moved forward.

"I'll call the police!"

"Sir, please. This is urgent. My grandpa left some very, very, important insurance and bond papers in the car."

Wolverine let go of the manager and he straightened out his shirt and tie.

"Alright. The company's name is Pebble Impounders. They have their own towing trucks."

"WHERE is that?"

"I don't know."

"Do you have a phone book we could barrow?"

"Ya, sure. Lisa, at the cash register, can give that to you."

They headed back to the counter and Lisa handed them the phone book. While Nanny called Pebble Impounders, Wolverine called the Professor to update him.

"Alright, I've got the address. It's not too far away."

…

"Is this it?"

"Looks like it."

"But where's the car? Aren't there piles of the newest cars or something in car dumps like these?"

"I'm not sure."

They pulled the car carefully through the gates and stepped out, searching the desolate, grey, rusty lot.

"Look!" Nanny pointed to a large machine on which cars were being set onto a conveyor belt. The conveyor belt took the cars inside the machine where a hydraulic "crusher" compacted the cars so they would take up less space on the lot. Towards the middle of the line of cars was Mr. Summers' car.

"We can't get up there to push it off. Use your powers to push it off."

"Logan, I can barely levitate five spoons at the same time and I can't even aim one spoon correctly."

"You can tie knots in spoons."

"That is the result of several hours of concentration and head aches and we don't have that much time."

"Just try it! We've got nothing to lose by trying."

Nanny took a deep breath and they both hustled over as close as they could get to the belt. She stood 10 feet below the belt, nearest as she could get to the car, closed her eyes, and held her hands straight out. The car wiggled and then stopped and the car behind it bumped into Mr. Summer's car. She stopped and took a deep breath.

"This isn't going to work."

"Try levitating it enough that you can simply tip it off the other side."

Again, she closed her eyes. It rose very slowly and her arms were shaking the whole time. The care crashed onto the belt and on top of the car behind it. With one more try, the car behind it was able to tip it just enough that the car fell off the other side of the belt. Though she wasn't sure how much good a beaten car was going to do them, she did what she was told.

Nanny sat down for a moment, dizzy, and closed her eyes.

"What is it?" She panted as Wolverine looked around worriedly. He sniffed the air once or twice and then quickly grabbed Nanny's arm and pulled her up and began to run. Soon after, bullets pelted the air. Nanny concentrated while running to try to stop the bullets and just as it was too late, she figured out that the bullets weren't made of metal. Wolverine swung the passenger door open, shoved Nanny inside and jumped in as soon as he could. Nanny crawled across to the driver's seat and they took off in a mad rush.

"Logan!" Nanny turned her head to see Wolverine grabbing his right arm.

"I'll be fine." Except it continued to bleed. It wasn't healing as fast as it should, and they both knew it. By the time they passed by the 7-11 again, a few hours later, Wolverine had passed out.

"Professor, Professor!" Nanny yelled into the phone frantically checking her rear view mirror constantly and glancing over at Wolverine.

"What is it?"

"The manager had the car towed and just as we got the car off the conveyor belt someone started shooting at us. Wolverine was hit and he's not doing well. He passed out and his fever is increasing. The bullets weren't made of metal."

"Slow down, slow down."

"In trying to recover the car," she said, taking a breath, "Wolverine was shot. And something isn't right because it's not healing like all of his other wounds heal."

"You say he has a high fever?"

"Professor, it feels like his skin is being roasted in an oven."

"Is anyone following you?"

"I think they were following us for while but I seemed to have lost them."

"Good. Head back for the school and we'll be ready for Logan when you arrive. Call me if you notice that they are still following you."

"I will." As Nanny was driving 20 miles over the speed limit, it didn't take them the 2 and half hours it had taken them to reach the 7-11 before. She pulled into the driveway, slammed on the breaks, and immediately rushed to Wolverine's door. Cyclops and Nightcrawler emerged from the house and carried Wolverine down stairs. Nanny followed. The Professor and Jean were waiting for them in the lab.

"Logan?" Rogue almost screeched as they passed her and some of the other kids in the hall way.

"Kids, everyone go outside. Come on. Everything's going to be alright." Storm herded the kids outside while they took care of Logan.