Chapter 2

"What, Logan? Are you being serious?" Kagome only received a blank look from the man. "Are you going by James again?" More silence. "Where's Kayla? I'm sure she could explain everything…" Kagome stepped away and looked around almost if she expected Kayla to be right behind Logan.

"Who the hell is Kayla? And who are you? And why are you here?" Logan turned to Storm for answers, but she only shrugged and stood back.

Kagome quirked her head to the side and stared in confusion, "How can you not remember me? We met in the seventies; I stayed with you and Kayla in your house in Canada for a few days. What's wrong with your memory?"

Logan's eyes opened quickly, realizing that this woman had known him before he'd lost everything he knew about himself. Grabbing her by the shoulders tightly he grabbed her attention. "I don't remember anything before 1979, how long ago did we meet?"

"I'll tell you everything I remember if you let me go. I don't appreciate being shaken like a doll." Logan released Kagome quickly and she straightened her jacket. Ororo saw that this conversation was going to take a turn in length and information and lead the two to Professor Xavier's old office, currently her office.

After everyone being seated, Ororo behind the desk and Logan and Kagome in front, Kagome put her chin on her hand and began her trip down memory lane. "Well, I was on my way back to Japan in the late seventies, '78 I think, when I decided that I wanted to go through Canada. You see, I had spent the better part of the last two centuries avoiding Japan and travelling the world and I decided that I wanted to head home and see family again. By this time the only country that I hadn't been to was Canada so I decided to backpack through the hills then catch a flight from Vancouver or something.

"Some time during that year I came across a rather large company of men cutting down trees, Lumber Jacks if you will." Kagome's gaze slide to Logan's face. "You were one of them, Logan. You were much nicer than the others, they made snide remarks about me and women in general, you of course had Kayla waiting for you at home, you understood women much better than those stupid idiots."

Logan was shocked at this revelation. "I had a wife?"

Kagome shook her head no. "Not from what I know of your relationship. You were still dating, had been for five or six years I think, not quite sure. Any ways you offered me a hot shower and a hot meal and the chance to clean my clothes. So I hopped on the truck and pretty soon Logan the Lumber Jack was taking me to his humble abode.

"That's when I met Kayla. She was a wonderful woman. Very nice and compassionate, helped me take care of my belongings the first night I stayed with you. One of the nicest people I knew." Kagome smiled at the memory of the gentle woman who had helped a stranger that her boyfriend brought back to their home. She wondered what she would think if her significant other had done the same thing to her.

"So, at this time I had no idea that you were a mutant. But that night, you woke up with a nightmare and since I was sleeping on the couch not too far away I got to see your bone claws come out. That sure was exciting!"

"I had bone claws?"

"Of course you did! Don't you still have them?" Logan slowly ejected his claws, the adamantium gleaming in the light. "Wow, that's exciting." Kagome grabbed his hand and ran her finger down the broad side of the claw. "When did this happen?" She questioned.

"I don't know. You're filling in more blanks in my memory than you know."

Kagome shrugged, she just didn't have enough desire to know more at this point. Logan already looked upset as it was. She supposed she would feel the same though, wake up one day and not know what you've been doing or have done during your life. She supposed it would be even more painful if she'd lost someone as awesome as Kayla. She released his hand and went back to her memories.

"Well, I pretended that I was still asleep and in the morning mentioned what I'd seen the previous night. I think I commented about how often you'd need to replace your sheets what with the ripping and all. You had some confusion as to how I'd known, but after explaining how I knew you two seemed alright with it. So you took a day off and we talked. You told me you'd been fighting in wars, on the American side of course, since World War One. And I said sorry about World War Two, my country was lead by idiots and you said no harm done. It had just lead you down a different path than you'd expected. That was all I'd learned about you though. I left two days later with clean clothes and a full stomach. I can't starve, obviously, but the food was a welcome change. Anyways that's how I met you, Logan. And I'm so sad that you don't remember me. We were pretty great friends for those couple days." Kagome smiled again, getting lost in thought while no one spoke about what she'd told them.

Logan was in shock. Not only did he have a life, but he had a pretty good life. He had a girl, a wonderful girl from the sound of it and he lived a peaceful life cutting down trees. The only thing that continued to bother him was if this happened late '78 and he couldn't remember anything before '79, what happened during those months that lead to him having adamantium inlaid in his skeleton and losing his memory? Something not normal, that's for sure.

"You asked me if I was going by James again. What did you mean by that?"

Kagome scrunched up her face in thought, "You said something at one point about changing your name from James… James Howlett to Logan. I don't remember why, maybe some bad memories connected with that name? I'm not sure. Hard to remember really. The more specific the details the less I seem to remember these days. I sure hope this isn't a sign of old age…"

Ororo had been silent until now, she finally remember the question that she wanted to ask the foreigner. "Kagome, just how old are you really? You said centuries earlier…"

"Let's see," Kagome pursed her lips. "I was truly born in 1989, so by today's standards I'd be…What? 21? What a fabulous birthday. However, I was trapped back in the 1400's in 2008 and I was given amazingly long life. So now I'm quite old really, much too old to try and figure out right now. But I'm stuck in a nineteen year olds body. And what a nice body it is, I truly don't mind that at all."

"So wait, your over five hundred years old, that doesn't seem physically possible. How did you get trapped in the 1400's?" Ororo was even more confused than she was a few seconds ago; this woman was just a mess of information.

"It's a long complicated story about falling down a well and breaking a stupid jewel that when it was put back together after five years the well had lost it's magic and I was forced to live without proper shampoo for quite some time. I only mention this because I value my personal hygiene." Kagome spoke with completely sincerity but Ororo couldn't help but smile at her little side comments.

Logan finally looked at Kagome after figuring out what he was going to do next. "Do you remember the location of the house where I was or the main Lumber Jack area? I want to see if there are any records about me, or Kayla…" Kagome noted that he seemed to take a turn for the worse in mood, again. Sure he seemed like a pretty nice man, if only he didn't have so many mood swings. But she did just tell him that he really did have a life before he remembered, so she supposed that he had a reason to be moody. It was still irritating.

"If you have a map of Canada, and not just a 'Main Cities', but one that has smaller towns too. I can give you the general area, but not much more. I don't really remember the specific locations anymore, only the ones where something major's happened. Like when the Beatles movie, Help! premiered in 1965 in London. That was a special event!" Logan had already left the room to get the Atlas that he kept in his room so Kagome turned the end of what she was saying back to Ororo.

Logan had made the decision to try and find something about himself before 1979 and he bought the map for that specific reason.

Kagome stopped what she was saying to ponder something quickly. "Ororo, when Kitty? Was it? When Kitty went to get you from upstairs I heard her say 'Storm'. Now would it be wrong of me to ask if that's just a code-name for people at the door that students can't turn away?"

Ororo laughed at her question, she guessed that it might sound that way to someone. "No, you're fine in asking. Let me start from the beginning. I don't know if the Professor told you, but this is a school for mutants."

"Oh, I know. I convinced him to open it. He wasn't sure if it was the right path for him, but after some light prodding and joking on my part he told me that he was going to do it." Kagome smiled and nodded.

Ororo shrugged. "Well, some of the first mutants that he helped became teachers here, like Scott and Jean and me. And we soon founded a team of mutants to help other mutants in need and stop some of the more malicious mutants from harming the mutant community. I'm not sure if you heard, but on the news recently there was a mutant named Magneto and he was one of those 'malicious' mutants. So we, as the X-men as our students affectionately named us, keep the peace."

"Scott? Jean?"

"They passed around the same time as the Professor. All of their deaths were connected to Magneto's destructive plan."

"Hum, I was wondering how he passed. He did seem a little young…"

Ororo nodded in agreement. The Professor would have lived many more years had it not been for Magneto. "Anyways, we all use code names. Mine is Storm, because I can manipulate the weather. Logan's is Wolverine, for obvious reasons. And I'm sure you'll be meeting Hank soon, we call him The Beast."

"The Beast?"

"You'll see." Just then Logan walked back into the office. He pushed papers that were on the desk out of the way and Ororo raised an eyebrow at his rudeness and began stacking the papers as he laid the atlas down on the open page.

Kagome moved her chair forward and began looking over the map. She remembered she wasn't anywhere near New York when she had found him and it couldn't have been a national forest for the Lumber Jacks to have been cutting down trees. And she remembered that there was a very troublesome mountain in her way at some point so she figured somewhere along the Rockies. Looking at the small green areas she placed her finger on a small section. "This is it. Beehive Natural Area." She nodded and handed the map back to Logan. "That's where you're probably going to find something, but no promises. It has been over thirty years; something might have been taken down."

As soon as Logan saw Kagome's finger land on the map he was already planning his route. Finding the fastest way would be simple enough and with a dirt bike he could cover forest quickly. With a quick "Thanks." He was a step away from leaving the room to get some belongings, but a voice stopped him.

"I know you're not planning on leaving without giving me a hug." Kagome spoke before he left the room and he stopped in his tracks to turn around. "I've told you about your former self and given you the general location of where you lived. Plus we were friends when I left you last. I expect a hug." Kagome opened her arms and waited.

Logan turned and walked back before wrapping his arms around the smaller woman and lifted her off the floor. Kagome gave a 'whoa' as her feet left the ground and held on tight. Logan spun her around once before placing her back on the floor. "I can't express my gratitude. Thank you, so much."

Kagome stood on her tip toes and kissed Logan's cheek, lingering for a moment. When she pulled away she whispered a "Good luck." and patted his arm. Logan quickly turned and left the room.

As Kagome stood there watching him leave the room she couldn't help but wonder why her heart had beat so fast when he picked her up. She couldn't remember the last time her heart had been that out of control from such a small encounter. And as Logan closed the door behind him, he couldn't stop thinking about the feeling her lips on his cheek, not even his short time with Jean/ The Pheonix had left him that stunned.

However, neither were able to continue thinking about it for long. Kagome was tapped on the shoulder by Ororo wondering if she would like a tour and to stay the night in the mansion. Outside, Logan was approached by Hank, asking if Ororo was in the office. With a nod from Kagome and Logan they began on their way again; Logan convincing himself that now wasn't the time for anything new besides discovering more about his past, and Kagome was trying to forget about the feelings and almost burying them into the back of her mind, almost.

As Logan walked away from the door, Hank knocked and let himself in. "Ororo, what's… Oh, hello, my name's Hank. And you are?" Hank held out his hand at the sight of the strange woman in the office, quickly shielding his surprise.

Kagome was stunned by the sight of the extremely blue man standing in front of her. The name The Beast definitely fit now, and she just figured out how regular humans knew that mutants existed at all. And she couldn't help but wonder how many more strangely colored people she was going to meet today.

So I'm happy with it! And I read it while I was writing which is a change, but a fabulous change none the less.

And some of you don't know how Logan lost his memory, but I'm not going to spoil it if you haven't seen X-men Origins because it's really clever how it happened. And I don't know if I'll put it in the story later so that'll be a fun twist when more of Logan's past comes out. Also, I don't know where Logan lived in Canada, Canadian Rockies is all the movie said and Beehive Natural Area is just a guess. I looked everywhere and if you know please feel free to inform me!

I'm amazed by the feedback that I've received for only one chapter and I hope that you'll continue to support my newest story! Thanks to everyone who reviewed and favorited! It's absolutely amazing!

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