Okay, new chapter here. Sorry it took a little while. As usual, don't own X-men and I really hope you like this chapter. A shout out to everyone who helped me and IcedBlaze who Beta Read.

Chapter five: Past meets Present (Part Two)

"You know, for an abandoned base, this place sure is busy," Rogue commented as she ducked behind a corner to avoid getting shot. Darcy nodded in agreement. Stepping away from her cover, she flicked her hand and sent a telepathic wave towards the soldiers. Like rag dolls , they flew into the concrete wall. The force knocked them unconscious. Logan growled behind them, miffed that Scott had ordered the two to have a shot instead of letting the Wolverine loose.

"We need to get to a computer console and get Darcy to see if Stryker is still here," Scott said, blasting at the next wave of men. "How much further do you think we have to go?"

"By the way these men are defending that room over there," Logan growled, unsheathing his claws, "I'd say not too far at all." Colossus and Logan took point and helped clear the path, prowling through rapidly, each of them taking down soldiers flawlessly. Logan was an added distraction as bullets hit him and then dropped back out instants later, the man's face twisted with anger.

"Are they even trained?" Darcy muttered, eyeing the soldiers. Considering that they were meant to be qualified to fight against mutants, there seemed to be a lot of them and they didn't seem to have any idea of how to deal with even the simplest unconventional attacks. Colossus snorted at the lack of a challenge, metal skin gleaming like a polished car, circling around behind the soldiers, one after the other, cornering them rapidly and just knocking them out as humanely as he could. Logan seemed to be enjoying a more hands-on approach than him.

Darcy's hands shook as she took in the animal that Logan transformed into. Despite being used to seeing him like that when she was in danger, she never had been exposed to him when Logan unleashed him in the cage fights. It wasn't just that she was seeing more of the animalistic side of Logan, it was the mission and the bad taste it left in her mouth. Darcy couldn't help but think that Stryker was simply letting them walk into the base. It was the thought of getting out that had icy shivers crawling up her spine. "Is it me, or is it a little too easy to get everywhere?" she asked Ororo as they rushed towards the room.

Allowing lightening bolts to dance from her fingertips, the white haired wind goddess shocked another group of soldiers before answering. "Indeed, it does seem to be almost effortless." Darcy nodded and ran forward, her bare hand stretched out towards the keypad. A solider, pretending to be knocked out, swept his leg out, tripping Darcy over. As she fell, Colossus moved to catch her, only to miss by a breath. Her head hit the railing hard.

"My head hurts," Darcy murmured, burying her head into Wade's stomach. He smoothed her hair back gently, his other rubbing her back. "I don't feel too good."

"Do you want to go see the doctor?" Wade asked, lifting her up and tucking her into his bed. "I can get them to come here to see you."

"NO!" Darcy leapt up from the bed, her tone fierce and her eyes scared. "No doctors, Wade. They're bad and scary with their cold touches and their hurting toys."

He stared down at her, worried. She had never reacted to the medics like that before. In fact, she used to find Karen quite nice. They used to play with the dolls together that he brought back for Darcy when he went out on a mission. Nodding, he pushed her back down on the bed and tucked the covers around her. James knocked lightly at the door. Looking up, Wade nodded at his friend and turned his attention back to his little charge. "Why don't you let Jimmy, here, check you out, Princess?" The six year old nodded somberly and watched the other man approach.

"Hey there, Half-pint," Jimmy smiled, sitting down on the bed. "What's up?"

"My head hurts and I feel sick in my tummy," she reported quietly. "And I want my Funny Bunny." Wade tried to suppress a laugh as he reached under the bed and pulled out a well-loved stuffed rabbit.

"Well, we've solved one problem," Wade said, handing the doll to the girl. "Now, genius, solve the next lot." Jimmy gave him a glare before placing a cool hand on Darcy's forehead.

"Hey, half-pint, wake up." Darcy groaned and opened her eyes. Staring back at her was a pair of concerned brown ones.

"Jimmy?" she asked groggily.

"It's Logan, Bub, not Jimmy," the Wolverine replied, lifting her up to a standing position. On shaky knees, Darcy shifted to lean against the railing, her hand drifting up to her aching head. "You fell into the railing pretty hard, knocked yourself out for a few minutes." Dazed, she nodded and looked around. "Colossus took out that bastard soldier, now all we need you to do is open that door there." She nodded once more and moved up to the keypad.

Her hands trembled harshly as her fingers made contact. This time, she was prepared for the influx of data and quickly disabled the lock. As the door opened, Darcy turned and leaned against the wall. As the others took out the guards and herded the people monitoring the computers, she tried to overcome her headache. Why on earth had she called Logan 'Jimmy'? Pulling Logan's healing ability to the forefront of her mind, she let the alien feeling wash away her pain.

"Oh my god!" Darcy turned her head towards Rogue's voice. Walking in, she saw everyone crowding around a set of monitors.

"What's going on?" She asked quietly.

"There is no way we can transport everyone in the jet," Ororo murmured to Scott.

"We can't leave them," Scott frowned, "there's got to be something we can do!"

Darcy pushed through and glanced at the monitors. She couldn't contain her gasp. Cameras showed dozens of mutants pacing, sitting or sleeping in locked cells. Her fingers touched the screen delicately. "How could anyone do this?" she whispered.

"What about the helicopter pad?" Colossus pointed to one of the screens. "It's obvious that we can't get them to leap over the range like we did to get to the jet. Why not let Darcy tell the helicopter to go to the mansion? If she can't do that, get her to hotwire the one of the trucks?"

"Tin Man has a point, Princess," Wolverine said casually to Scott, his attention on Darcy.