Hi everyone! I'm sorry I haven't updated I've been really busy with school and work but here's another chapter. Thank you for all you readers. I was really touched when I saw that even though I haven't updated in like forever you're still reading the story. Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Tell me what you think your comments mean a lot to me! Even if it's constructive criticism I welcome it. Thanks and enjoy.

I don't any characters in this story except for a few.

~ Iggypop

They were home free Connor was sure of it. When he and the girls had reached home and the lights were off he was relieved. His mother wasn't going to have to put his picture on the back of milk cartons after his father was finished with him. Carefully he and his sisters walked into the house as the three headed towards the stairs the lights in the living room had turned on.

"How was the movie?" The three stood still with fear as they heard the voice of their father. Connor, Layla and Kaylin turned around and walked toward the living room with their heads hanging low. Logan took out one of his cigars and lit it.

"Daddy, mommy said you're not aloud to smoke in the house, you'll get into trouble" Kaylin chimed in. Logan raised his eyebrow and smirked at her.

"Baby girl, I don't think you should be the one discussing who's in trouble." Kaylin looked down and remained silent.

"You didn't answer my question. Connor how was the movie?" Logan said then started to puff on his cigar.

"It was fine. We wanted to spend some family time with each other". The two girls nodded after his statement. Logan stared at the three of them silently deliberating his next move. It took several minutes before Logan had got up from his seat and put out his cigar. He stretched and started towards the stairs.

"Okay."

"Okay?" the three asked at the same time bewildered. Logan looked back at them and smiled.

"Yeah, okay." He continued to his room without saying another word. The Howlett children stood in silence waiting for their father to change his mind and yell at them for their escapade. When there was no sign he was coming back down the stairs the twins started to panic.

"We're dead." Layla said as she took Kaylin by the hand and head to their little sisters room to get her ready for bed. Connor nodded as he headed up to his own room while his mind ran wild with what their father had planned for the three of them.

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"We should go camping." Layla spat out her orange juice, Connor choked on his cereal and Kaylin clapped her hands with excitement at their father's suggestion.

"Logan we haven't gone camping for years." Ororo replied.

"I don't understand why. Is it really that abnormal for me to suggest camping? I am the wolverine aren't I?" He countered. Ororo gave him a questioning look wondering where he was headed with this.

"Have we forgotten what happened the last time we went camping?" Connor interjected hoping to eliminate the camping trip.

"So you almost drowned? You lived didn't you?" Logan countered. Layla and Connor's mouths fell open at their father's statement.

"Children can you leave the two of us alone please?" Ororo asked as she stared daggers at her husband.

"Mommy are you gonna fry daddy like you did the last time you got mad at him?" Ororo smiled at her daughter but kept silent as Layla and Connor ushered her away from the dining room.

"Logan, where are you going with this?" She asked as she sat back in her chair with her arms folded against her chest.

"Don't know what you mean." Logan said then reached for another pancake to put on his plate.

"You've been rather harsh to the children lately. Why?"

"It's called punishment darlin' they have to learn that mistakes can be costly."

"Is this still about the Kaylin incident?" She asked wondering if he was still upset at the twins for not watching their younger sister properly.

"No this is about last night." Ororo looked at him with confusion plastered all over her face. She had reached home at about one in the morning and all three of her children and been asleep by the time she had got in.

"They got back home before you came in" Logan replied almost as if he was reading her mind and continued on eating his breakfast.

"So this whole camping trip is…"

"If the three of them want to have 'family time' then we're gonna have a whole weekend of family time." He answered with a serious tone. Ororo sighed and started to clean up.

"You know Logan camping used to be fun. When did it become a form of punishment?"

"It became a form of punishment when my kids couldn't stay out of trouble for more than a month." Ororo sighed.

"When do we leave?" she said as she started to wash the dishes.

"Two weeks." He said as he came up behind her, placed his hands on her hips and kissed her on her cheek. The two then heard the groans coming from upstairs from their twins.

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"So our date" Alex said as he sat next to Layla during lunch time at school. Layla smiled and continued on eating.

"Haven't given up huh?" she asked.

"I'm very determined for this date to happen, just to let you know" he said as he got closer to her. Layla laughed and turned back to her lunch.

"Oh are you now?"

"Yes I am. In fact what are you doing next week Friday?" he asked.

"Nothing so far, my dad is on me about my grades though. If I'm not doing anything then I guess studying."

"How about the two of us going to the amusement park. Think you can ditch your over protective brother." He smiled as he pulled out two tickets.

"Gerard. You're in my seat." Connor said towering over him with his two best friends Daniel and Kyle standing beside him. Alex rolled his eyes and got up from his seat. He stood face to face with Connor. For a while they said nothing only staring at each other.

"This isn't your territory Howlette here, this school is where I call the shots. I say I'm in the right seat. What do you think guys?" asked Alex to his four friends standing behind the three of them. Connor smirked and crossed his arms.

"Funny, Gerard I didn't think you needed your friends to fight your battles for you. Scared I might kick the shit out of you again."

"Howlette I could take you with my hand tied behind my back. The fight well…there was a bit of an interference don't you think?" He asked then turned to look at Kaylin who was eating her lunch with her best friend Macy. Connor shook his head and chuckled.

"Excuses, Excuses." Alex rolled his eyes bent down and kissed Layla on the cheek. Connor's face became livid.

"I'll talk to you later Layla." Layla nodded and remained silent worried that another fight could start again. As Alex was about to walk away Connor stopped him with his hand on Alex's chest and looked him dead in the eye.

"I'd rather die a painful death than for my sister to become another notch on your bed post." He whispered low enough so that Layla couldn't hear. Alex smirked and whispered in his ear.

"Oh but she's special, Connor. She's gonna be at the top." Connor grabbed a handful of Alex's shirt and threw him up against the wall. A crowd was starting to form around them. Connor could feel the claws itching to come out of his skin and slash the asshole. He wanted so bad to rip his head apart from his body. He thought that if Layla hadn't pulled him away and told him to think about Kaylin and the rest of the students he would have actually killed him. Once his friends and Layla had gotten him a safe distance away from Gerard he pulled away from them and walked away. He needed time to think. He needed to let out some anger. He needed the Danger Room. When Connor had walked off Layla shook her head in disappointment. She had wanted so desperately for her brother and Alex to be friends. When they first met one another three years ago they couldn't stand each other. The past couple of months though she had noticed it started getting worse. She could see that Connor was losing control of his temper and fast.

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He was pissed. Even after skipping his last two classes and working out in the danger room he was still angry. Why hadn't his sister listened to him about Alex? The guy was scum; the whole school knew it, except for his sister. Couldn't she see that Gerard was using her to get some? That irked him more than ever. The guy couldn't care less about her feelings. If it meant that he would sleep with her or he got to Connor it was a win win situation. At this point though Connor was afraid he was going to be right. He didn't want his sister to be hurt by some worthless guy. As Connor walked down the hall with his duffle bag in tow he heard the voice of Heather Mills.

"Connor! I missed you in English. Where were you?" she asked as she batted her eye lashes at him.

"Working out" he wasn't in the mood to be charming right now. There was an awkward silence between the two of them. There seemed to be a lot of that lately Connor thought. They didn't really have that much in common.

"You going to the dance this Friday?" she asked a little hopeful. Connor thought for a while. Dances weren't really his thing but he needed to get out of the house. If he caught Gerard all alone then maybe he could get a little payback.

"Maybe, I'll have to see."

"Good, I hope you do. Save me a dance?" She asked and smiled up at him. Connor nodded and smiled back.

"Yeah, sure." He said as he started to walk off. A dance he mused. Well it beat staying home on a Friday night.

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Crying was what woke her up. Kaylin rubbed her eyes and looked at her flower alarm clock. It was one in the morning. Very late, she knew it was past everyone's bed time but the crying was coming from the room next door…her parents' room. Kaylin got up from her bed and with her blanket walked towards their room. Before she even knocked on the door her father called her in.

"Mommy…are you ok?" she asked as she ran to their bed her pig tails bouncing as she did so.

"Yeah darlin' mommy's just sad." Her father answered her as he gathered his wife and his daughter in his arms. Ororo had calmed down and stopped crying. She didn't want to worry Kaylin over this.

"Mommy why are you sad?" She asked curious.

"Because sweetheart." She said as she brought Kaylin in between herself and Logan.

"It's the anniversary of Professor Xavier's death."

"Is that the man who built the school?" she asked looking up to her father. Logan nodded and smoothed her hair as Ororo went on.

"Yes, he built the school and did his best to protect your father and I and everyone else in it." She smiled down at her daughter. Such innocence she thought. This is what Xavier strived for his whole life to make sure mutants could feel safe and be themselves. She only wished he was here to see her children and the progress the institution had made over the years.

"You miss him?" she asked as she hugged her mother. Ororo wiped a tear from her eye and kissed the top of her head.

"Very much; he was like a father to me."

"So is he my grandfather?" she asked a little bit excited. She had never had a grandfather before. She would hear story's of kids at school with their grandparents. Some didn't want anything to do with their grandchildren because of their powers but most. She had heard most were kind, gave presents and candy, baked and cooked with you, took you to places, taught you things your parents didn't teach you like fishing and told you story's from when they were little. She wanted a grandfather so bad that it hurt a little. Logan gave Ororo a worried expression and she read his thoughts exactly.

"Kaylin baby, you know that Xavier passed away a long time ago before you or your brother and sister were even born."

"So…I won't have a grandfather?" She asked now the hurt was getting worse. Her eyes started to well up with tears.

"I'm sorry Kaylin…I-I know you want to meet him but that's just not possible." Ororo said and wiped the tears from her daughter's eyes.

"We all have to go at one point or another" Logan chimed in. Kaylin looked at her father then back to her mother.

"But daddy…you don't. You don't get older like mommy does." She said as she looked back at him. Logan and Ororo looked at each other. They had had this discussion multiple times which had usually ended in a fight. Ororo was going to die eventually of that the two of them were sure what they didn't know however was when it was going to be Logan's turn. Was he going to have to watch his children die? And his grandchildren die? and his great grandchildren? and so on and so on. He wouldn't be able to live like that. He couldn't stand living in a world without his family. Living without Ororo was meaningless without her there was no living. When she had become pregnant they had a serious discussion on death.

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It was after a mission that went horribly wrong did they have a serious talk about his immortality. The mission had cost the life of one Elliott Jones, a human and close friend to the x-men. He had accompanied the X-men on a mission. Ororo had stayed behind due to her pregnancy and looked after the younger children. When news came back that Elliott had died during a battle between the X-men and the brotherhood the whole institution was devastated. Elliott was an English teacher in the school and was loved by his students, friends and family. The school had buried him next to the Professor, Scott and Jean's graves. After the funeral a five month pregnant Ororo was being confronted by Logan as she cried in his arms. She had gathered enough courage to ask Logan the question that had been on her mind for the past few days.

"Logan?" she asked as she wiped her eyes and looked into his.

"Yeah darlin'?" he asked as he rubbed her hand in comfort.

"What's going to happen after…after I've gone?" Logan looked at her a little bit shocked. True he knew she would someday ask about his aging process but not this soon.

"Why? You going somewhere?" he joked trying to make light of the situation.

"Logan this is serious! What is going to happen to you after I've passed away?" She wanted to know how Logan was going to carry on. She didn't want to make her death harder on him than it was going to be.

"I don't know…Ororo I don't like to think about the future…I've been living my whole life…existence in the now."

"But Logan you've never thought about what it's going to be like when I'm gone? I will die event-"

"But not today."

"But I will! And when I do…I-I want you to find someone." Logan looked at her as if she was insane and shook his head.

"Ororo there is no world without you. You and me, that's it. There is no other option for me, no other woman. I can't I repeat CAN'T live my life if you are not by my side. You are a necessity. I don't wanna even think of any other woman. No woman can come close to you or take your place. I'm not completely immortal you know."

"Logan! If you ever say…even think about taking your life I swear by the goddess! My ghost will come back and kill you myself!" She was getting more upset now she could feel herself getting angrier by the second. Logan looked to her worried. As if it wasn't enough for Elliott's death to affect the babies health he didn't want to make her more upset about his aging. He listened to all the options she had listed for him but none had involved her so it was out of the question. He had made his decision when he had decided to marry her. Ororo was his life when she died so would he.

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Ororo frowned at the memory. She had hoped over the years he would change his mind. They had a family now. He would need to look after them when she passed on. Why did he have to be so selfish sometimes?! She thought to herself. Ororo remained silent thinking about Logan's future as he tried to explain his mutation and the differences between him and the rest of the world to their daughter. Ororo watched the two of them. Kaylin after his long speech had fallen asleep in between the two of them. Logan looked up to Ororo and smiled.

"Should we put her in her bed?" he asked. Ororo shook her head no and cuddled next to her daughter. Logan did the same on the opposite side of Kaylin. The three of them slept peacefully for the rest of the night.

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"You want help with that?" asked Kyle. Layla looked up at him and nodded. She had been trying to reach a tale of two cities in the school library. When she had found it she realized it was at the very top shelf. Unluckily for her she was lacking the height requirement for said book. She had tried jumping for it, climbing the bookshelf and even hitting it with another book to no avail. Kyle had been watching her for sometime. He saw useless attempts to get the book until he thought she had embarrassed herself enough. What would her family think when they saw her cause of death, death by bookshelf falling. That's when he had decided to step in.

"Thanks, I didn't even start my essay for English." She said as she took the book from him. Kyle and Layla hadn't really hung out with each other. He would come to the house hang out with Connor and be on his way. They had exchanged only a few sentences to each other for all the years they had known one another.

"How's yours going?" she asked as she flipped through the pages of the book.

"I finished mine last night." He shrugged academics weren't really a problem for him.

"I don't even know how you can concentrate with everything that had happened yesterday." She said as she followed him to the table where he had been studying.

"Easy." He said as he sat down.

"I don't live in your crazy house." Layla laughed which received a few hushes of the students surrounding them.

"Yeah, I guess that makes it a bit easier huh? Why does Connor hate Alex so much?" She whispered. Kyle paused for a second. It wasn't his place to tell Layla of how much of a creep Gerard was but she was his best friend's sister. He had to look out for her. Kyle sighed.

"Listen Lays-"

"Lays? Like the chips?" she wasn't sure if she liked this new nickname it was weird especially coming from Kyle.

"Yeah, I figured you're long over due for a nickname kid." He said as he ruffled her hair. Layla pushed his hand away and glared at him.

"Kyle you're like not even eight months older than me." She said as she fixed her hair.

"Aw but I am older than you even though it's only a couple of months…Lays." He smiled at her. Layla rolled her eyes and waited for him to continue. Kyle thought for a moment how was he going to break it gently to her that Gerard was nothing but a low life creep.

"Your brother is only looking out for you. Gerard well, let's just say your brother and him have their differences."

"That can be worked out." She countered. Kyle shook his head.

"I'm not so sure about that."

"I wish someone would just tell me! What's going on with the two of them?" she yelled. She then received more hushes.

"Your brother is only trying to protect you." He said.

"All my life everyone had been trying to protect me! I'm fine! I can take care of myself!" she yelled. Protected that was what her family said they were doing. She felt as if she was being locked up in a cage sometimes. When were they going to let her live her own life? This time Prof. Worthington came up to them and asked her to leave. She didn't need to be told twice. She got up and stalked out of the library. Maybe Alex was right her brother was overprotective. That's when she had decided to take Alex up on his offer, she was going to go on that date.

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"Sir, we've located the Wolverine." Jackson said. Vilmer walked over to Jackson a new recruit who had an amazing potential to lead their organization into the future. Vilmer patted him on the shoulder.

"Excellent work Mr. Heenly." Their base of operations was underground. It was best to have their organization underground away from prying eyes. They weren't going to stop him Vilmer thought not this time. Vilmer walked past the rows of people working on computers and the men and women working on weapons to a seven foot high, five inches thick steel door. Two guards stood next to the cell and opened the door for him. Vilmer walked into the dark, damp room. Allen was recruited into the organization a year ago. It was only six months ago he was handed the Annullo project. When he had failed to meet Vilmer's requirements he was put here in this cell. Then he had believed firmly in Vilmer's mission but now he wasn't so sure. When he had first looked at the Annullo project it looked like any typical mission. When he had looked at the files attached to it however he realized it was insane. He wanted no in part in the ciaos Vilmer was going to cause. That was when he had stopped taking calls from his former colleagues. From then on everything went down hill. People who had used to be his friends had kidnapped him, beat him and tortured him in that cell that had become his home for the past two weeks. When Vilmer had walked into the cell Allen crawled into the corner of the room. He wanted desperately to get far away from him as he possibly could.

"Mr. Walker, how are you today?" he asked his expression completely blank. Allen remained quiet. He didn't want to say anything that would upset Vilmer. He had experienced enough torture to know that anything could set him off on a rampage.

"Tell me Walker, how is it that Jackson was handed the Annullo mission only yesterday and he was able to find the exact location of the Wolverine right here in New York." Allen looked at him shocked. The wolverine had never stayed in one place for too long. For him to be in one place for more than two years was unusual for him. That was why he had disregarded New York completely.

"I…I-I don't…" He stuttered.

"What you don't know? Maybe if you'd have kept your Goddamn phone on and answered our calls you would have!!" Vilmer yelled as he threw Allen's phone to wall near Allen's head smashing it into pieces. Allen screamed and covered his head trying to protect it as best he could. Vilmer walked up to Allen and crouched near him. Allen started shaking; he knew he was a dead man.

"Allen, there was so much potential for you. You could have been my protégé. You've failed me for the last time. While it took you six months to locate the wolverine it has taken Jackson a day. Where you have failed he has succeeded. Therefore I'm going to have to let you go." Allen stopped shaking and stared at him with fear in his eyes. Vilmer patted him on the back and stood up.

"Goodbye Mr. Walker." He said he then pulled out a gun. Allen was about to plead for his life when Vilmer shot him in the head. The blood had splattered all over his clothes and his face. Vilmer took out a handkerchief and wiped his face. When he came out of the cell he handed it to one of the guards.

"Dump the body. Get rid of it before we start getting rats." He ordered. Everyone remained silent and stayed still at their computers as he made his long stride to Jackson.

"Now." Vilmer announced to everyone as he placed his hands on Jackson's shoulders. Jackson shook with freight.

"I want full surveillance on the Xavier institution. Do it discreetly. I want to know everything he's been doing for the last seventeen years."

"When should we attack sir?" Jackson asked looking up at his predecessor. Vilmer smiled an evil grin.

"First we observe our prey. When we know his weaknesses that is when we go hunting."