Noo questions today. :[

I'm sad, because I sliced my hand open with a tuna can and now I can hardly type. D:

PS: I'll probably not post again till Monday. I'm going on vacation Friday through Sunday night. So enjoy this chapter to its fullest extent. :]

"No!" Logan said sternly. He shoved her back into the bed. "You can hardly get up. Look at yourself. You're covered in bandages! Just wait here," he added seriously. "I'll be back…."

And then he left the room, leaving Blair sitting their looking extraordinarily nervous.

If felt like ages that Blair was sitting in the room, although she was sure it had only been several minutes. She heard horrific shrieks coming from the waiting room every few moments. She thought she heard Logan yelp once or twice too, but his yelling passed quickly.

Exactly eleven minutes later, Logan burst back into Blair's room. "Get out of bed and go out the back exit of the hospital. Take your, er, 'friend' Danny with you. Go." He nodded hastily towards the door.

"Without you? And Gambit?" Blair gasped, slowly getting out of her hospital bed.

"Yeah. I'll track you down and meet up with you," Logan replied quickly. "C'mon, there's not much time," he exclaimed.

"Wait," Blair said. "What happened? Whose out there?"

"Victor, of course," Logan grunted disgustedly. "He said he'd come back, and he did. He tracked my scent down. He's already torn up half the hospital and killed most of the workers, so I suggest you get going before he does the same to this end of the hospital. I've got Gambit holding him off…but he can only do that for so long…."

"But I can't just go…what about you and Gambit? No offense, but Victor could seriously kick your ass," she replied sheepishly.

"No, he can kick your ass, little girl," snarled Logan, eyeing his claws with confidence. "I can take him….but thanks for worrying." He smirked a little.

"But I could still help, I mean…if you just let me borrow your powers for a few minutes…" Her voice trailed off innocently and she stared up at Logan.

"No," Logan responded shortly. "Now GET OUT OF HERE with Danny."

"But…but…"

"OUT," hissed Logan, pointing viscously in the direction of the door.

Blair "hmphed" and trudged out of her hospital room. "Uh…wait," she called anxiously, peering down the hall way. "Where's Danny?"

"He's already outside in the back. Now go. I swear I'll meet up with you," he assured her.

"All right…" Blair agreed unwillingly, hurrying down the opposite end of the hall and out the back way. As Logan had said, Danny was waiting out there for her.

"Hi," he said quietly but in a panicked voice. "Let's get out of here."

Blair glanced around curiously. "W…where's your grandmother?" she stammered.

Danny's eyes quickly filled with tears, but he pretended as if they hadn't. "She died last night a short while after I left your room…let's go." Danny heard some more shrieks erupt from the hospital, so he gripped Blair's arm tightly and said, "I'll turn you invisible for extra protection…."

"I can do that myself…" Blair murmured. "Remember what I told you my power was?"

"Oh no," Danny objected, gripping her arm even tighter and blinking his eyes, causing him and Blair to become invisible instantly. "We'd better stay close," he suggested.

Blair nodded understandingly and they rushed off into the woods beside the hospital. It was only four thirty AM, so it was still dark out. Blair was careful not to trip over any objects on the ground, as well as her own feet.

"Where are we going, exactly?" Blair questioned Danny after ten minutes or so of rushing through the blackened woods.

"I dunno. I guess the first hotel we get to we'll stay at…" Danny said unsurely.

"That's a bit stupid, Dan," Blair muttered. "I mean…the hospital is in the middle of nowhere," she added, making sure she hadn't offended him. "Who knows how far a hotel could be?"

"Yeah," Danny agreed. "But on my way here with my grandmother, well, it wasn't really a hotel we saw, but a motel. It was very broken down and scrappy, but it was shelter. I don't think it'll be very accommodating…but hey, would you rather run for hours and hours or stay in a motel?"

"I guess the motel…but I don't have money…Logan didn't give me anything…" Blair told him.

"I've got money on me, don't worry," Danny said simply, smiling broadly.

"Uh…okay…" Blair mumbled.

[With Logan]

After Blair had left, Logan had rushed back to the waiting room where Gambit was fighting off Victor. The room was, of course, coated in blood at every corner. Gambit looked dead. He was lying in the corner, his eyes closed and bleeding all over, but he actually wasn't fully dead. Logan could tell that he was breathing.

Victor turned swiftly to his brother, wiping the blood off his hands and onto his pants. "So Jimmy…done hiding in the back of the hospital?" He smirked.

"I wasn't hiding," Logan replied angrily. "I was…helping."

"Well, that's a waste of time," snorted Victor disappointedly. "Haven't I taught you anything in the past one hundred fifty years?"

"No," Logan said immediately. "You taught me to be a viscous killer, like yourself," he paused, "and then I tried to forget that part of my life…and…you came and provoked me."

"Well if you can be provoked that easily…maybe I have taught you something after all. Rage and vengeance before love and comfort," Victor sneered.

"Easily?" Logan's eyes widened in rage. "You killed Kayla," he shrieked.

"You would've outlived her anyway," Victor reminded him casually. "It's not that big of a loss."

And that was the last straw. Logan lunged at him.

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Not one of my BEST chapters…but whatever. XP

Please review. I'll post again ASAP. I promise. [:

PS: Sorry this chapter was short. Remember: SLICED OPEN HAND. XD

AND ANOTHER PS: There are probably going to be errors in this. I didn't bother to correct. Please ignore anything. :P