Chapter 2: Harley

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"Logan! Get up!!"

"Shaddup, Sabretooth!" Logan grumbled as he fought to cover his ears with a pillow. Pretty useless when you have enhanced hearing. Especially useless if the person who was banging on your door knew that.

Thus, the banging didn't stop.

With a sigh, Logan pulled a shirt on and opened the door of the room. They were renting two rooms at some hotel. It made sense, since they didn't know where she was exactly, so they might as well stay someplace nice before gathering what they needed and collecting her.

'Collecting her.'

Logan shook his head. She sounded like a package. He almost regretted having to do things this way. But, heck, the mansion was fun when that kid was around and Marie'd been dying to see her again. Of course, no one at the mansion knew they were pickin' her up except for the Professor.

He smirked and ran a hand through his hair as he pulled the door open to find a fully dressed and ready to go Victor Creed standing in his doorway. He started talking the instant the door swung open.

"I found her last name in one of them directory things. She's in a place called…well, I can't exactly pronounce it, but it's a couple of hours drive from here. I found a car rental place and since we ain't familiar with the system of transportation here, we might as well hire the service to drive us there. We could rent a room in that area while tryin' to find her."

He went inside without invitation and sat down, unfolding a map.

"My problem is the transportation once were there. The rental thing is only for until that place."

Logan scrutinized Victor while simultaneously looking at the map. He had gotten so well-mannered compared to before. Not that he would be completely soft or anything, who could be when they had to be in control of such a feral life? One thing was for sure, though, that kid sure did a lotta good with him. He was back in control now. Less.. animal. Now even Logan looked like crap compared to the way Vic dressed. Huh. Who woulda guessed.

It was a pretty good thing she was comin' back with them again. If she would agree that is. Ignoring the knot of nerves that pit of his stomach, he told Victor that he'd gotten transportation around that busy area covered.

Before leaving, he'd made a couple of calls. He had resources. Let's just say they wouldn't be driving around in some air-freshener smelling sedan when they got there.

Halfway around the world from where the X-Mansion was, she was absorbed in the lessons and stories circulating through her classroom and thus, the morning passed quickly.

"Wait one second," she said, interrupting a conversation with a friend, as she got up to switch the AC to warmer.

VROOOOM!!

The sound echoed vaguely through the school grounds, disrupting conversations between friends during the first break of the morning, affecting those of the student body with ears sharp enough to hear the roar of a good engine, but greatly affecting one student in particular.

'Harley'

Caught off guard, her mind processed the familiar roar of the exact type of bike that Logan used to ride. It couldn't be! There were hardly any Harley Davidson's that zoomed around this area of town, yet it just couldn't be that one. Why had it sounded so much like it?

Head hung as she returned to her seat, she couldn't help but smile as memories flashed through her mind. Shaking her head, she returned to her conversation.

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