Chapter 18

All of the teenagers were sitting at a table talking about a plan. While Logan and Cole were sitting in the car not talking or least trying not to talk to each other. All of a sudden, Cole saw Logan's claws pop out of his knuckles and didn't look scared.

"You were an experiment?" asked Dr. Cole.

"Yep." Logan answered not looking at him.

"I'm guessing Stryker did this to you." Cole said

Logan looked at him surprisingly and was speechless. Cole started to laugh.

"I remember Zeke telling me about his old partner using people and turning them into mutants. You were his first." Cole said.

Logan didn't say anything for a while because he was staring at his daughter talking and laughing.

"Why did he torture her more than the other kids?" he asked.

Dr. Cole sighed, "Zeke knew that Angelina was a hard ass so he discipline her more; less food, more training. When I saw her that tank, with medical stuff, around her body it made me so mad."

"That stupid jerk." Logan growled.

Dr. Cole started to laugh. He started to like Angelina's dad; his temper was just like Angelina's. Angelina and Derek got inside the car a few minutes later, Angelina was looking gloomy while Derek was looking like he was about to laugh.

"What's wrong, kid?" asked Logan while driving back to the mansion.

Angelina sighed, "Everyone voted that I should look at General Zeke's record, look at the missing kid's file, and give them a report about it on a piece of paper tomorrow."

"She didn't know what was going on. You should of seen the look on her face, it was priceless!" Derek laughed.

Angelina slapped the back of his head and folded her arms looking outside. When they arrived back at the mansion, Kitty handed Angelina a pile of paperwork in the kitchen. Angelina groaned. Dr. Cole came in later and found Angelina reading.

"How about I read half, write it on a separate piece of paper. It will be done faster and you can get to bed earlier." Dr. Cole suggested.

"Okay." Angelina said happily.

An half an hour later, they were still an island of work left and they both knew that it was taking longer than expected. It was past ten and they were still working, but the peace and quiet was helping a lot too.

"Well, I'm going to hit the sack," Angelina said through a yawn.

Cole frowned, "How many paperwork do you have left?"

"A few?" Angelina shrugged.

Cole looked at the stack of un-read papers next to her, "Yeah, Sure. Why do they need them tomorrow?"

"Because they love to torture me. I dunno, I'll do some tomorrow."

"Uh, tomorrow, you have to give them the report about it." Cole quickly corrected.

Angelina groaned and dropped her head onto the countertop and Cole winced. She quickly raised her head, clutching her forehead and groaning some more. She staggered off the chair and slowly made her way to the stairs, mumbling to herself. Cole went to the doorway of the kitchen and watched her. She made it halfway down the hallway when she stopped and turned back, her face in a frown. With a sigh, she began to head back to him.

"You know, I won't be able to sleep anyway. I'll just stay up with you," She pushed past him and sat back down on her stool.

"How do you know I'll stay up all night?" Cole scratched the back his head and sat down on his stool. He organized his papers and eyed her.

"Because you're always up at night," Angelina twirled her red pen in her fingers.

"And you know that how?" Cole grinned mischievously.

Angelina's eyes rose slowly to meet his, her jaw tightening as she tried to keep herself from blushing. "I hear you roaming the halls." Angelina said softly.

He laughed quietly and grabbed two sodas from the fridge. The fridge door closed and Cole put an ice-cold soda in front of her. Angelina opened it and sipped it thoughtfully, watching the fizz go up to the surface. She felt Cole's eyes on her and looked up at him. He had a soft smile on his face, a smile he only revealed to her. She remembered that he gave her the same smile when she was younger and he still does it to her when she's around him. Everyone else has to deal with smirks and frowns, but Angelina got the special treatment from him.

"I'm tired," She said quietly. Cole leaned forward, putting his elbows on the gray marble. He drank his soda, twirling the liquid in its container.

"Well, why don't we take a break? I'm seeing words behind my eyelids," Cole suggested, slowly getting to his feet and yanking his blue jeans.

Angelina nodded, and followed him into the wreck room. Cole plopped down onto the couch and Angel settled down next to him, pulling her legs underneath her and pressed up against Cole's side. Cole put his arm around Angelina and gave her a little squeeze.

"You wanna watch TV for a while?" he asked.

"Sure, why not?" Angelina smiled and Cole grabbed the remote, turning the TV on and flicking through the channels.

She yawned, and felt herself falling asleep, her head rising and lowering with Cole's chest as he breathed. Her eyelids fell and she didn't have the strength to reopen them.

When she woke again, the sun's rays were flowing brightly through the windows. She closed her eyes again and still felt the rhythmic rise and fall of Cole's chest as he breathed. Her arm was numb, and she shifted, feeling Dr. Cole grunt underneath her, then go back to his sleeping.

Derek came out of his room wearing his running clothes and noticed Dr. Cole asleep with a girl on the couch. Derek wanted to know who the lucky woman was and his eyes scanned through the girl's body and stopped when he saw her face. Derek had a disturbing expression, he decided to go outside running to re-think what he just saw.