Logan leaned against the window frame, smoking a cigar, the phone cradled on one shoulder, as he listened to furious typing on the other line. "Tada!" The voice on the other end chirped "What have you got, Washu?" Logan growled. "Oh lots!" Washu Li said from her end. She had been tapping into the S.H.E.I.L.D computers digging up information for Logan, on his new business partner, Sands.

"Well, what's it say?" Logan asked, irritated. Washu loved to give him the run around on these kind of things.

"Well, the kid is definitely CIA. Been with them for 13 years. Assassin."

"He's an assassin?"

"Yep, for the CIA, one of the best, apparently. He's got a partner though." Washu said thoughtfully. "A former MI-6 Officer by the name of Cerise Stone. Oo..according to this, it's entirely possibly that Mr. Sands and his partner, Ms. Stone are ROMANTICALLY involved." Washu said, in a giggly voice.

"Cerise Stone, are you sure?" Logan asked, straightening up suddenly.

"Yep, clear as pie here. Cerise Eveyln Stone, 24. Birthplace, London England. Parents..."

"I know who her parents are." Logan cut in. "At least who her mother is, any way."

"You know her mother?" Washu asked curiously.

"If her mother is Lara Stone, then yes." Logan replied, watching the traffic below his window.

"It is." Washu answered. "How do you know her mother?" Washu asked him.

Logan smiled a bit sarcastically. "I had a romantic fling with her, once. Lara was an actress on the British Stage. Gorgeous woman. So little Cherry's all grown up now then is she?"

"So you knew Cerise too?" Washu asked.

"In a way. I knew Lara had a two year old daughter. Cute as a button."

A silence fell between the for a moment, Logan smoked his cigar in thought, staring out through the window. Finally Washu broke the silence.

"Did you love her, Logan?"

"I did. Enough to propose. I came to love both Lara and little Cerise." He said simply.

"Do you know that Lara is dead?" Washu asked softly.

Logan sighed, but answered. "I did. Found out a few years ago, was never able to get in touch with Cerise. I doubt she'd remember me anyway."

Another silence for a moment, before Logan changed the subject. "So if she's Sands' partner, where is she?"

"I don't know," Washu answered. "It says she's MIA..."

Logan frowned deeply. He suddenly had a feeling that he knew exactly what Evans had taken from Sands. And it was all the more reason for Logan to help Sands catch the bastard.

"I'm so tired, Jeff, Can't I do this in the morning?" Sarah asked over the phone.

"No." Sands replied sharply, taking a long drag on his cigarette as he stood on the balcony with his cellphone. He heard Sarah sigh and some typing.

"Right..." She muttered. "Wolverine...aka Logan...he's a mutant. We've got him on our watch list."

"Well, I sorta figured he was a mutant. The six in knives in his hands and all." Sands muttered, sarcastically.

"Well, he's done work for S.H.E.I.L.D, so he can be trusted. And he's part of that one group Sammy and I looked in to, you know, the X-Men?" Sarah said

"Yes, I remember. What I want to know, Sarah is WHY he's looking for Evans." Sands retorted.

There was more typing. "I don't know, Jeff, there isn't MUCH information on the two. What I can tell you, Jeff is it involved something personal. Oh Jeff, PLEASE be careful! You know what Evans is capable of!" Sarah pleaded with him suddenly.

Sands sighed as he finished his cigarette and chunked it over the rail. Turning he leaned against the wroth iron. "Sarah, you know what I'm doing here, and why I'm after Evans. I'm not going to rest until I've done what needs to be done and have her back!"