A/N: The next part, which mainly involves Wolverine and Sabretooth, and you're probably wondering why they're together and not beating the living daylights out of the other one. This gets explained in the Prequel, which, again is not yet posted. Let me know your take on this one too, please!

CHAPTER 1: Airport

"I still don't see why we couldn't just take the Blackbird", grumbled Logan as he walked through the metal detector.

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"Sir, once again, kindly remove all metal upon your person, for we are holding up the entire line."

Logan and Victor were at the International Flights wing of the airport, passing through the routine checks of the airport staff. Seeing as a metal detector was part of the routine, it posed a problem since they couldn't exactly announce that Logan was a mutant with metal grafted to his body. He had set off the metal detector thrice now.

"I've got an idea." whispered Creed in an undertone to his companion, as the airport metal detector- man was scrutinizing them with a scowl.

"Yeah, well you better make it quick, 'cause I just might strangle this idiot here," growled Logan.

"My…ah, associate here has had surgery for his right metacarpal, seeing as it was injured due to blunt force trauma. Now, the doctors have placed a steel implant into his knuckle to ensure that the tissue of his bones grow back properly. That may be what is setting off the alarm, and he cannot exactly rip it out from his own hand."

As it dawned on Logan what Victor was getting at with his fancy words, he slid one adamantium blade out of his right knuckle just so the tip was seen and raised it upward, directly in front of the man's face.

The man drew his head back, disconcerted, but shook his head and let them pass nonetheless. Their explanation was fitting, and anyway, he didn't want the odd pair in his sight any longer. The blonde man looked acceptable enough, if you ignored the feral look of his face, but his rugged companion looked too dangerous to be allowed.

Finally, the two managed to get on the flight. After the passengers were briefed as to the flight procedures and how long the flight would be, Logan settled in his seat to fall asleep. Just before sleep claimed him, however, Victor chose that time to talk.

As his old enemy treated him to the famous 'eyebrow-raise', Victor asked him,

"D'you think this is fair, then?"

"What, now you drop all your fancy shmancy Nancy Boy accent?"

"Seriously, stop bein' an ass for a second an' hear what I'm getting' at."

The eyebrow rose even higher.

"Oh, now I should stop bein' an ass for a second when you get to do it 24/7. Pray tell, what wisdom did you want to impart on me when you so rudely interrupted my sleep?"

Sabretooth just rolled his eyes and continued,

"Takin' her away from bein' normal's what I meant. Is it fair to just come back after three years of no contact? What if she's got all settled?"

That sunk Logan's eyebrow back down a few notches. The look on his face showed that it was a thought that occurred to him as well. Choosing to evade answering properly, he just grunted,

"Wow, you actually bein' sincere? For a second there, I thought your scent changed altogether. And, uh, whatever Chuck's getting at here, I'm just glad he sent us and not Scooter."

Victor sighed and went back to staring out the window as he tried to shut out the snores of his friend beside him.

There. Please comment, once again. How'd you like the style? :D