Revelations

"What do you mean I can't go in?" She asked quietly in the silence of the lobby.

"I'm sorry ma'am." The man on the other side of the counter apologized, "All people under eighteen must have an adult."

She sighed and backed up going to sit in the chair near the door wiping her eyes. Logan walked in and saw her. He knelt in front of her and looked into her eyes.

"We gonna do this or not?" he asked quietly and she sniffed. He took her hand and guided her back up to the front.

"Hello sir." The man said tightly.

"Hello my daughter and I want to access her mother's account please." He said bringing Antalya forward, "Sorry about her earlier she's not very patient."

"I know the feeling," The man smiled and looked at the console in front of him, "Name please."

"Kayla Silverfox"

"Your name sir." He corrected. "Whoever it is endowed to has their name on the account."

"It was endowed to her." He jerked his head to Antalya, "Antalya Silverfox."

"I see." He pointed to a door, "Go through there and type in your password, they'll lead you to the boxes."

"Thank you." Logan smiled and they went through the door. The podium had a keyboard on it and a screen that blinked the word password? "Do you know the password?"

"I think so." She went forward and typed in a few words.

Dawn

Incorrect

"I thought you said you knew the password." He hissed looking at the cameras in the corners of the room.

"I thought that was it." She bit her lip and closed her eyes before going back to the keyboard.

Coacuatchoo

Logan felt a pang of familiarity as she typed in the name but shook his head as the image of the same woman as before came up with her sitting on top of a set of sheets talking to him.

"What's that mean?" He asked.

"Wolverine." She stated and pressed enter.

A series of memories sprung through his head. Him in a bedroom with the young woman telling him the story of the Moon. The same woman dying in his arms and then reappearing several weeks later at a nuclear power plant. Stryker next to her.

He blinked at Antalya as the machine opened the next door. They walked through and a man brought them to a small cubicle and closed the curtain putting a silver box on the table.

"Here we go." She flipped open the box and looked inside with Logan hovering over her shoulder. A small jewelry box made of black velvet lay on top of an envelope and an image of a man and a woman along with two young girls. She reached in and flipped over the photo.

"Family portrait," He read over her shoulder, "Carter and wife Mary along with children Emma and Kayla. That's your grandparents."

Antalya nodded slowly before looking around.

"What are you looking for?" he asked as she went over to the trashcan and pulled out the drawstring like bag.

"In the first Jason Bourne movie…" she stated pouring everything into the bag as the bottom of the box fell out. She froze in her explanation. Another small picture and a snub nose six shot colt revolver were lying in her hands. She picked up the revolver and spun the chamber. "It's full."

"Damn Talya." He whistled.

"What is this?" She picked up the picture and sat down in the chair provided. It showed a group of men. One was Asian in a long coat, another had two swords and messy hair, an African man with a Mohawk stood next to a bald man with a goatee with a large muscular man standing behind him, a short man had a finger to his head and his eyes closed as an older man next to him grinned at the man all the way on the other side of the picture. "Logan that looks like you…"

Logan looked at the man in the corner not smiling but looking straight at the camera. He had curled horn like hair and was smoking a cigar.

"That is me." He blinked at the photo and flipped it over.

Team X, Major William Stryker, Agent Zero, Chris Bradley, Fred Dukes, John Wraith, Wade Wilson, Victor Creed, James Howlett

"James Howlett. "Antalya gasped looking from him to the picture and dumping the picture and gun in the bag. "We're leaving, now."

They rushed out and Logan tried to keep up as his mind went into hyper drive. Names and memories rushed through his head as did events and people.

"Antalya!" He called as she reached her bike not looking at him and gunning the engine, "wait!"

"What is it Logan?" She called and he looked at her.

"I knew Kayla. "He choked out, "She was a friend of mine."

"Must have been pretty good friends." She hissed, "If you might be my father."

Reaching into the bag she pulled out the amulet and rubbed it gently. It glowed purple and a loud explosion came from the elevator. It burst open and a man stepped out coughing. He had a metal staff and a black leather trench coat on over a pair of jeans. His eyes were glowing purple and as he looked at the pair they faded to brown. His long brown hair hanging around his shoulders.

"Antalya?" He asked with a thick Cajun accent and she shook her head, "I haven't seen you since you were a little girl."

"Okay and you are?" She asked confused.

"Do I owe you money?" He asked quickly looking at her with a slight smile.

"Not that I know of."

"Then the name's Remy LeBeau. "He extended a hand after taking off his glove they shook and she felt electricity go up her arm. "But most people call me Gambit."

"Gambit?" Logan was gaping at the man.

"Logan?" He looked up and smiled. "I remember you clear as day."

"You two have met?" She asked as they shook hands.

"Met him around fifteen years ago when I had to fly him to Three Mile Island." He said and Antalya paled.

"The Nuclear power plant?" She asked weakly and he nodded. She closed her eyes and took the bag over her shoulder. "See you guys back at school."

"Wait Talya…" Logan went to grab her arm but she teleported in a flash of purple smoke. "Shit."

"She's a handful." Gambit said hopping onto her vacated motorcycle.

"Keep close Remy." He nodded and sighed pulling out of the lot and into the night.