Hello again. First of, it hurts me a little bit that no one had reviewed up till now. If it's this bad then tell me and I'll stop writing because I don't write it only for myself. But nevertheless here is chapter one, so R&R.

Lost and Found

Chapter one: First encounters

The school had finally settled back to normal after the deaths of Professor Charles Xavier, Scott Summers and Jean Grey. That was the first impression someone would get while visiting the mansion but it was a treacherous thought. The hallways were quieter than before, as if most of the happiness had left with decedents. Even Logan could notice that, and he hadn't been here often or for a long time. He had decided to stay because he didn't want to leave Storm completely on her own here now she was leading the school. Besides that the kids seemed to start to like him even though his ways were sometimes somewhat odd. At the moment he was wandering through the hallways. The art class was just being dismissed and through the opened door he could see Kitty talking to the teacher. Curious of what they were talking about he listened.

"That last painting of yours is rather good. I didn't know you were so talented." The teacher couldn't tear her eyes from the painting of a beautiful fallow horse. Its mane was lighter, nearly white and it seemed as if it was running through a park of some kind.

At this comment Kitty blushed. "I just drew what I've seen. It was a beautiful mare and it was only a few yards away from me when I noticed it. I didn't know we had such horses here. She had no holder and seemed to be untamed, yet she wasn't afraid of me at all."

This comment earned her a puzzled look from her teacher. "Are you sure? You see, I heard similar stories over the last few days. Maybe we should start looking for this horse."

Logan had listened to all of this and was now a little bit concerned. Shouldn't he have noticed if such an animal was near the mansion? A horse wasn't that dangerous but nevertheless it could cause trouble. Not being a man of much thinking (A.N.: Don't take that wrong, I only mean that he rather acts than thinks; after all he's my favorite character in the movies) he made up his mind to keep an eye on the yard for the next days incase this horse showed up again.

Unfortunately that wasn't the case. But meanwhile rumors had spread throughout the mansion about this straying horse. Some of the younger kids even thought that it could be the spirit of one of the decedents that didn't want to leave. The older ones could only shake their heads about such kind of thinking. But deep inside some of them thought the same way, they only didn't admit it.

Four days after the incident in the art class Logan was ready to give up. Even Storm had suggested that to him. It seemed that the animal had moved on and left the area. But that evening something strange happened. Logan was out on terrace overlooking the yard when he heard a quiet howl. He knew for a fact that there weren't any wolves around, but that howling definitely sounded like one. Cautiously he went down into the garden to look for the animal. Suddenly there was a movement to his left. Looking that way he caught sight of fallow fur before it disappeared between the trees. Running after it he came finally face to face with a wolf. It looked him straight in the eye without fear. A look of recognition seemed to lie in its golden eyes as if it knew him somehow. But that was impossible, wasn't it? Sensing his distraction the wolf took off, leaving Logan alone to mull over this encounter. Still a little bit confused he went back to the mansion to get some sleep.

Dream sequence

When he came home this afternoon he was greeted with a squealing girl. "Daddy, you're home!"

Laughing he picked the little girl up and swung her around. "Of course I am. Do you think I would miss the sixth birthday of my little princess?"

The girl giggled upon this comment and snuggled closer to him. He carried her down the hallway into the kitchen where her mother was waiting. She greeted him with a loving smile and a short kiss, before she ruffled the blonde hair of her daughter.

"Come, sweetie, time to blow out the candles on your birthday cake."

Again the little girl squealed and raced over to the table after her father had put her down. Her mother placed the cake with the burning candles in front of her and giggling she blew them out grinning widely at her parents afterwards.

Smiling he knelt down at her side and placed a little box in her tiny hand. "And here is a present that a princess deserves."

She stared at him with wide eyes in which the surprise clearly shown. Gently she opened the box and then gasped. Inside the box was a beautiful tarnished silver ring with two dark blue stones. Carefully she took it out and examined it. Then she threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you, daddy, it's beautiful."

Laughingly he returned the hug. "I knew you would like it."

End dream sequence

Logan woke with a start. He had had weird dreams before but this one was different. Never before was one this contiguous or peaceful. Shaking his head he looked out the window to see that the sun had already risen. A new day had begun.

That was chapter one. Tell me how you liked it. I know the dream sequence doesn't fit to Logan but it fits to my story, so please don't sue me for it. I only update the next chapter when I have at least one review. It already has a title: The new arrival.

See ya, Pharaonin