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Logan: Yeah rig... wait... 'yet'??? I better not be screwing Kanaan.

Natsumi: Kanaan's gonna be someone elses.

Logan: Then who!?!

Natsumi:...

Logan: You're gonna die.

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4

What ever doubts Logan had about this kid dissipated as he watched her. This wasn't acting skills, this was someone who had just reached their breaking point, and barely came back. He got up, went around and checked on everyone, who were either awake or just waking up.

"All of ya' okay?" he asked. Everyone gave a positive response, and Logan turned to Charles.

"Whadda wanna do with 'em?" he motioned with his head to indicate Sabertooth, who was healing already.

"See if Jean can't get him into the holding cell in the jet. We'll take him with us, I want to know what he's really up to."

"You think Magneto's involved?"

"It's a possibility, we have to make sure." Charles voiced his thoughts.

Logan nodded, and turned to Jean, Scott and the others. "Jean, think you can get this lug of meat into the jet?"

"I can try." Jean murmured, rubbing the side of her that the tree had hit. She lifted up her hands, and with them the large unconscious man. She turned, him with her, and proceeded to the jet. Kitty helped Kurt up while Rogue tried to pick up her gloves, having a hard time since she was fading in and out from having touched Kitty. Scott went with Jean to help secure the holding cell in the Jet. Logan turned back and joined Charles, who was beside Sabertooth's kid. She was still in a fetal position, and Hank was leaned over her, rubbing her back with his massive hand and whispering soothing things that he could barely hear.

"… the quality of mercy is not stran'd, it droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath. It is twice blest: it blesseth him that gives and him that takes."

The girl gave a chocked laugh, and leaned up a bit to look at Hank with tearstained eyes. "The Merchant of Venice. Act four, scene one."

"Very good." Hank replied with a smile. "You like Shakespeare?"

"I prefer A Midsummer Night's Dream to Romeo and Juliet any day. And I like sonnet one sixteen the most."

"Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds," Hank started. Kanaan spoke.

"Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken,"

"It is the star to every wandering bark, who's worth's unknown, although his height be taken."

"Man, now we're gonna have two of 'em." Logan muttered, face-palming himself. Charles laughed, and the two poets looked at them a bit sheepishly.

"Now that we've gotten you calmed down, let's get to the Jet before others come about and become suspicious." Charles said with amusement. Kanaan nodded, allowing Hank to help her up. They entered the jet through the back hatch, and Kanaan couldn't help but look around in awe, until a roar and a slam had her screeching and backing into Hank once more.

"Shut up! I ain't gonna hear ya' yellin' the entire trip home!" Logan yelled back toward the holding cell, where a raging Sabertooth was trying to break the bars, with no avail. Not only were they adamantium, but Hank had upgraded them with the convex polarity system after his brush with Dr. Petranet and the Bigfoot hunters in the Redwood Forest.

"Eat me runt!" Sabertooth yelled back.

"You'd enjoy that wouldn't ya'? Ya' big…"

"Logan! Stop goading him!" Charles reprimanded. Logan gave one last glare at his adversary, before huffing and sitting down.

Kanaan placed a hand over her still rapidly beating heart. She almost couldn't believe that her father was awake. Kanaan may have been willowy in her stature, but she put all of her strength into her swing when she hit him with the pipe, and she was sure that she heard his skull crack. She could only figure that his extraordinary healing abilities was the reason why his brain wasn't bleeding and he wasn't dead.

'I suppose stabbing him with the broken pipe would have been overkill if he did have normal healing abilities.' she thought ruefully. Her thoughts were interrupted when the large blue man behind her put an arm about her shoulders and maneuvered her to where she was looking away from her father.

"Don't worry, he can't hurt you. Those bars are reinforced with adamantium, and the convex polarity system will keep him from even touching them for too long. Now…" he sat her down on one of the empty seats. Go on ahead and buckle up. And when the ride get's smoother we'll check you out."

Her face turned red as he buckled her seatbelts, then sat beside her and did his own. "Really… I'm fine…" she was interrupted when the jet engine started, and everything sort of… shifted… for lack of better description, around her.

At first, she wanted to hyperventilate. She had never been on a plane before, much less a jet. But the ride soon became smooth, and it was almost like riding in a car.

The man beside her unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned to where he was kneeling in front of her. He placed two fingers on her wrist, and watched one of the digital clocks that was close by.

"Really! I'm fine Mr. …?"

"McCoy. Hank McCoy. And we'll find that out soon, now won't we?" Hank's forehead wrinkled a little in a frown. She would have paid more attention, if she wasn't suddenly so tired.

"Hmm…" he got up, went to the back of the plane, and retrieved a stethoscope. He undid her seatbelt, then unzipped her parka.

"This will be a little cold." he told, as his hand went under her white T-shirt, and placed the small circle over her heart. She probably would have jumped, but she felt so… sluggish.

"How is she blue?" Logan asked from the front.

"Her heart rate is irregular." Hank replied over his shoulder. He looked back at Kanaan. "When did you last eat? Or sleep?"

"Can't… remember." before she pitched forward and blacked out, she heard Hank say her name.

"Kanaan!"

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