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Chapter 2

Dodger sat in the last seat on the right at the very back of the jet, his hands folded behind his head and the seatbelt securely fastened. Sitting uncomfortably next to him was Rogue who was trying as hard as possible to not look at him or at Scott for that matter. She knew he was looking at her but she forced herself to stare forward at the back of the seat in front of her as if she didn't. "He doesn't get it."

"What'd you jus' say?" She asked, looking over at him questioningly.

"I didn't say anything." Dodger said, looking at her with a slightly confused expression, "Are you some kind of telepath?"

She felt uncomfortable as he looked at her but she nodded once, "In a way."

"Well there you go." He said, putting his hands behind his head, "I definitely thought something, 'bout your friend up there in the shades." He nodded his head slightly toward Scott who was busy flying the jet.

"Ah…. Ah don' know wha' you're talkin' about…." She said quickly, turning slightly pink and looking at the seat in front of her again.

He grinned and leaned back against his arms, "You gotta be careful what you think around a telepath, they might here you saying you don't like them or something you know?" He closed his eyes, "Probably had that happen to you once or twice right?"

She thought of the few times Jean had 'accidentally' over heard her thoughts and nodded. When he didn't say anything else she looked over at him and took the chance to look him over while he had his eye closed. He wasn't ugly by any stretch of the imagination. He had hair down past his shoulders and it was obvious he hadn' shaved in several days but she decided he would have been pretty hot if he had a haircut and shaved. She frowned and sniffed, 'And maybe a bath.' She looked forward again as he opened his eyes.

"How long's it take to get to this school anyway?" He asked, glancing out a window and seeing nothing but fields. "Look's like we're still in Kansas…"

She glanced at the clock near the front of the jet, "We shoul' be there by four." She said, staring at the red numbers which read 2:36. "Or aroun' there somewhere."

"That's enough time." He unhooked his seatbelt. Stood squishing past her to the asile and walked up to where the professor was. After a moment of speaking with the Professor he walked to a small storage area to one side of the let and grabbed a small box, walking into the back of the plane.

Logan watched as the door closed behind Dodger and unbuckled his seatbelt, walking back to where Rogue now sat alone. "Yah alright back here with him?" He asked, standing by her seat and looking down at her with a little concern.

She looked up at him with as much courage in her eyes as possible. "Yeah, he kinda smells though." She grinned slightly as Logan laughed.

"That's good to know." Logan said with a smile. 'He came from a loony bin, and all she says is he smells a little…'

She looked at him and found he wasn't actually speaking. "Yah know wha' hi's doin' back there?" She asked him.

Logan shrugged, "All I know is he came up and talked to the professor." Logan said, glancing back as he spoke and staring at the door he had gone through. "He's got a record longer then this plane, so don't get too comfortable around him, alright?" He said, passing the information he'd read over Charles' shoulder to her.

She looked at him for a moment trying to get Jean's mind reading to come up and let her know what he was thinking but there was nothing. "Alrigh'." She said and she looked back as the door opened again.

She stared as he walked over to the storage compartment he'd gotten the box out of and put it back. He'd shaved his face and cut his hair. His hair now hung much thinner and to the middle of his neck. She blinked and found him looking over. She turned and looked at the seat again as he came over. "Scuse me." He said to Logan, squeezing past Rogue's knees and sitting back in his seat.

Logan frowned at him slightly as he pushed past and went back t his seat across the aisle from the Professor. "You sure this is a good idea?" He asked the professor as he looked over at him. The professor simply smiled at him.

"What crawled up his ass and died?" Dodger said as he watched Logan walk back to his seat and sit down. Rogue simply stared at him for a minute, although his hair was definitely uneven he looked several years younger now that he had shaved.

She turned her attention back to the seat in front of her as he looked at her. "He's always like tha'." She said, looking up and seeing Scott glancing back at them. She smiled at him and he returned the gesture before he looked back out the windshield.

"Like I said, he doesn't get it." Dodger said with a grin, leaning his head back against the seat and closing his eyes. "Don't worry, you've probably got guys chasing after you anyway." He made himself comfortable in his seat and went to sleep.

She felt her face turn slightly pink and then go back to normal as she stared at the seat in front of her. When she was sure he was asleep she unbuckled the seatbelt and walked up to the front or the jet, taking a seat beside Logan.

"You ok?" he asked her as she sat in the empty seat and began to tap her foot.

She looked at him and nodded, "Yeah, he's jus' weird." She said, looking out what she could see of the windshield. Nothing but blue sky. "When we ge' back, are we gonna be there for while or do we have somethin' to do?"

Professor Xavier looked up from what he had been reading which looked almost like the file from Caraway. "I can't speak for anyone else but I have nothing to do today, why do you ask Rogue?" He smiled his usual reassuring smile.

"I jus' wondered if there'd be anyone else there or if it'd jus' be me an him…" She glanced back through the seats and saw that he had turned and was now sitting across both seats looking quite happy with himself. "Since everybody else, besides Kitty an' tha' new girl from Britain is on tha' trip, and Storm wen' to see her Nephew. There'll be nobody really there for the next few days…"

Logan glanced at her and then back at Dodger who was obviously asleep now that he had room. "You got a point there kid." He said, looking over at the Professor. "If it's jus' you, Scott and Rogue, we don't even know what his powers are…"

"He's a shape shifter." Xavier said with a glance at the file, "humans, animals, inanimate objects. He can become whatever he wants, much like Mystique."

Logan stared at him, "And you're alright with that Chuck?" He stared at him with one eyebrow raised. "You're ok with a kid that's got diagnosed mental problems running around the mansion looking like whoever he wants?"

"It's a mansion?" Dodger asked opening one eye and looking at them. "They just told me it was a school."

Logan frowned at the boy from where he sat, ignoring the look of surprise on Rogue's face. "You been listening to us the whole time bub?" He asked, looking back at him.

Dodger grinned, "It's not hard to hear you Logan." He closed his eye again, "Half asleep or not."

Logan glared at him, "Who said you could call me Logan?" He asked in a growl of a voice. "I'm Wolverine to you, nothing else."

Dodger opened his eye again and looked at him, "Wolverine? What the hell kinda name is…"

Xavier cut him off. "Logan, Dodger, please." He gave a knowing look to them both as they turned their attention to him. "Besides, We're nearly home anyway, so it would do well for us all to sit properly and buckle up."

Logan grumbled as he faced the front of the jet and buckled his lap belt again. Rogue glanced back in time to see dodger turn and hook himself in as well, winking at her when he saw she was watching him. 'You think I'm nuts but you live in a building with that guy?'

She turned forward again and tried not to laugh as Logan looked at her. "What?" He asked as she giggled slightly.

"Nothin' ." She said, glancing back and seeing him leaning his head back, his eyes closed again. "Absolutely nothin'."