Hmmm, I might rewrite this chapter...

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What's one of the worst things you can do to someone with claustrophobia? One, put them in a small room. Two, put a bag over their head.

So what would some with claustrophobia, such as myself, do when someone puts a bag over my head?

I tried to keep my head (not an easy thing to do when facing one of your greatest fears) and freed the knife I kept strapped to my leg (I know I was on a date, but please, Momma didn't raise no fool). It was difficult because my kidnapper had slung me over his shoulder and began running, but I managed it. I dug it slightly into the man's back. Not enough to break the skin, but enough to show I was serious.

"PUT ME DOWN NOW OR YOU'RE DEAD!" I screeched. When the man didn't comply, I pushed down harder. Thankfully, he put me down. I fell into what felt like brush and ripped the bag off. I panted for air and tried to keep from fainting. I was surrounded by trees.

"Damn, I forgot about the claustrophobia." Eric said, looking down at me with his one eye. "You okay?"

Once I had assured myself that I was okay, I stood up and began to walk away. Of course, Eric grabbed me.

"Don't touch me." I said in a calm, but cold tone.

"I said, don't touch me!" I tried to pull away, but his hand on my arm was like a grip. "YOU SON OF A BITCH, LET GO! HOW COULD YOU PUT A BAG OVER MY HEAD, YOU KNEW I CAN'T HANDLE THAT! YOU KNEW!"

"I forgot, okay? Calm down, you're going to give us away." Eric ordered. He let go of me. "See? I let go. Now calm down, I'm here to help."

I had to laugh humourlessly at that. "Help?!"

"Yes, help." Eric said seriously. "You aren't safe. The Brotherhood is coming for you and they want you dead."

"Thanks for the warning, but I can look after myself." I replied coolly. "I'm with the X-men-"

"The Brotherhood can take out the X-men. They have a plan. I need to get you somewhere that they won't find you."

"I don't need your protection." I backed up slowly so he wouldn't notice.

His eyes flashed. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Do you really need me to explain it to you?" I asked. "For Christ's sake, I can't trust you! You've been acting like a terrorist, hurting people and being angry all the time! You ripped Scott's throat out, you tried to kill him!"

A growl rose in his throat and I was momentarily scared. I didn't know how much there was left of the old Eric. If I upset him too much, he might decide to hurt me. I had to calm down and gain control of the situation.

"I'm not blaming you. You're not yourself right now. You need help so your animal side won't control you." I said this gently, trying to make him see reason. "Eric-"

"I'M NOT ERIC! I'M FANG!" Eric roared in my face, making me flinch.

"Are you saying you won't go for help?" I asked.

Eric growled in response. "Just, stop talking and let me help you-"

"Well, that's an idea or-" I turned on the spot and began to sprint away.

I'm in good shape. Really good shape. But unfortunately, so is Eric. I heard him snarl and then the sound of some kind of four legged beast crashing through the trees after me. I didn't get far before I was knocked to the ground by the timber wolf. Eric changed back into a human form and pulled me up to my feet, not letting go.

"Don't run again." He said, his voice deadly serious. "Damn it Leah, I'm trying to save you! Why won't you let me?"

"Why won't you let me help you?" I shot back.

"I'm the alpha, you're my mate, I have to-"

"Do you even hear yourself? You sound completely insane!" I yelled.

"I'M NOT INSANE!" Eric roared, slamming me against a tree. His eyes were like an animal's as they bore into mine. Then, he gave me that awful smirk. "God, you're so hot right now."

He forced his mouth upon mine, kissing me roughly. He hadn't shaved in awhile, so his crisp whiskers scratched my face. His tongue was unpleasantly exploring my mouth as he pushed his body closer to me (so yeah, I felt everything). His hands grabbed my hair and forced me to tilt my head up. He was getting more and more into it.

I had enough.

He had no right to, to defile me like this! At that moment I didn't care if it was his animal side taking over, I had to stop him! I bit down on his tongue, making him retract it.

"AH!"

He was distracted enough that I had time to get a hold of my knife again. I pointed it at him, my eyes cold.

"You try that again," I panted. "and I swear I'll neuter you."

Towards the south, I heard a faint call. Was someone saying my name?

Eric snarled, looking towards where the voice seemingly came from. "Damn Cajun!"

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Remy was out in the parking lot, contacting the X-men. He got a hold of Xavier, but the rest of the X-men were out on a mission. Remy swore and hung up, wishing he was a feral mutant so he could sniff Leah out instead of standing there uselessly.

He took a few deep breaths and shut his eyes. God, why hadn't he checked on her before this?

Some where off in the distance, he heard a commotion. It was coming from somewhere in the woods.

"Leah!" Remy bellowed, not expecting a reply but hoping for one. "LEAH!"

He opened his mouth again to call again, but he was knocked down from behind before he could. Remy quickly rolled onto his back, a much better defense position. He looked up at his attacker, who pointed four metal claws at him.

"I suggest you get yourself a new girlfriend, Lebeau." Daken smirked. "This one's not going to be around for much longer."

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I could have taken Eric down. He would be challenging, but I think I could do it. I'd been training forever. But even if I could take him down, I doubted I could do it without killing him. Right now his mind was in an animalistic zone. That meant that he was as dangerous as a cornered animal. He wouldn't stop fighting until he was dead.

And, I had thrown my knife at his foot. So that was another mark against me.

But I had to do it. Eric hadn't believed my threat and had approached me. With my unwillingness to fight him, I knew I had to slow him down and try to run. Cap had taught me how to throw knives a few weeks ago and the lesson was still fresh. I hit the middle of his bare foot perfectly and began to run again. Even as a wolf he had trouble keeping up with me, so within minutes I had outdistanced him (even in my silly heels, yay me). I made it to the road and ran down it, hoping to flag down a car.

Think, Leah! What's next?

I saw a house a little further down the road and headed for it. There were no cars in the drive way and no one answered the door when I knocked. Looking around to make sure no cars were coming, I picked up the cheerful looking garden gnome on the door step and used it to break the window in the door. I know, not very nice on my part, but it was necessary. I was just glad that no one was home and wouldn't be hurt.

Okay, let's play 'where's the phone?', I thought shrewdly, glancing about the house.

I heard the slightest creak above me. I casually ran my hand over what I hoped was a replaceable, cheap vase and waited.

I know you're there, make your move! I challenged in my mind.

I heard another creak, and just before he dropped on me, I whipped the vase at my attacker and dodged him. It smashed into his face with a sickening sound as it broke his nose. Seeing who it was, I wanted to spit.

"Aw, Daken, did I break your pretty face? I'm sorry." I faked a sad face to hide my fears. He seriously kicked my ass last time we met, and I wasn't sure I was up to a rematch. What was he doing here in the first place?

"Cocky little bitch, aren't you?" He snarled, wiping away the blood. "But don't worry, I heal quickly. Can't say them same about you."

He leapt at me with his claws. I kicked him away, carefully avoiding his metal pointies, and scurried around a large wooden table.

"So, Daken, what brings you back?" I asked in a cheerful voice.

"Well, it involves you, actually." Daken said as calmly as if we had just met at the mall. "It turns out there's a bounty on my little sister's head."

"Aw, and you came to check up on me? How sweet."

"To collect, actually."

"Ah, that's too bad. I do hope you'll understand if I make this a challenge for you?" I said this like a request, building my time. I slipped off my heels.

"You can try, though I doubt it will do much good." Daken replied in an insincerely regretful voice.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." I thanked.

Then I grabbed a pepper shaker on the table and twisted off the lid. I threw the pepper into his face, making him howl. I then slipped under the table as he blindly lunged over it and thudded up the stairs. I went into one of the bedrooms and removed the screen. I scurried out onto the black roof, trying to think what to do next.

At times like these, I really wish I had Mom's powers. Then I could just fry this jerk and fly out of here. I thought disappointedly.

Daken snarled from inside the bed room. I scurried to hide behind the house's large chimney as he pulled himself through the window. Thankfully my plan had worked. His eyes were red and watering from the pepper I through in his eyes, and he kept rubbing his nose. I had taken out two of his senses, but he still had the hearing of a predator. I tried to slow my breathing to the point where I held my breath.

I noticed a power line that attached to the top of the house and my plan changed.

"Daken, I'm going to give you a choice." I called, making his head snap up. "You can promise to change and come back to the Mansion with me. You will have the chance to fix things with Dad and you can join the X-men. Be a part of the family. Your whole life could be changed for the better. You have a chance at redemption!"

"You sound like you're trying to threaten me, little girl." Daken moved blindly towards my voice, smoothly as a snake.

"No threat, just a promise." I replied. "Or I can school you here on this roof."

Daken let out a melodious laugh. "Do you really think it would be that easy? Just say 'oh, I'm a good guy now'? You stupid little girl, do you think I want to come to be your brother? To sit around and argue what to watch on television and get a dog named Spot?"

"Well first of all, if we had a dog, his name would be Rover," I said, backing into position. "Are you saying you're turning down my offer?"

Daken popped out his claws and raised them in a position to strike.

"I'm sorry." I apologized. I covered my head and rolled out of the way as Daken blindly cut through the electrical wire. I squeezed my eyes shut tight as he electrocuted himself. I gagged on the smell of burnt flesh and hair.

I waited two minutes before peeking at Daken. I uncovered my head and looked down at the collapsed figure on the roof. His heart was stopped but not for long. It was grim.

I had just got a guy who was technically my brother electrocuted, and what was the one feeling I had? Regret. Not about what I did, but for not having my syringe with my blood in it. I wanted to take Daken out for good. I didn't want to have to be afraid that he'd come after me again.

I sighed and shoved him off the roof.

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Remy clutched his bleeding abdomen, gritting his teeth with pain, as he staggered through the woods. Daken had stabbed him for fun, because he was a twisted bastard. Blood pushed its way between his fingers, staining his shirt and hands. He felt light headed and cold, but the only thing on his mind was Leah. He had to find her. He'd get medical attention later, after he knew she was safe.

He smiled in spite of himself. Jean-Luc always said a girl would be the death of him.

The world began to spin too fast and Remy was forced to sit down on the forest's ground. He squeezed his eyes tightly closed, as if it would solve the problem. He knew he had lost too much blood, but still the first thing on his mind was Leah.

Ah'll find her, Remy thought, Ah just need ta rest for a sec…

Remy laid his head back and went unconscious. He was out cold, so he didn't notice when a limping timber wold came up to him and changed into a naked man.

Fang scowled down at the Cajun, a growl rumbled in his throat. He hated him. Both Fang and the small but ever present Eric agreed on that. The Cajun was bad news. He wanted to use Leah. He was going to hurt her but she was so under his stupid influence that she couldn't see that like Fang could. The damn X-man thought he could get away with it too.

"What does she see in you, Lebeau?" Fang crouched down to look into the other man's face. "She loves me, you know, not you. Right now we're having our problems but soon we'll be together again. I don't know why she ever gave you a second look."

His hand went instinctively to the damaged proportion on his face. Leah told him she didn't care, but obviously she did or she would have come with him without a fight. He had been trying so hard to learn how to change his face, but he couldn't.

"All you have is your face, Cajun." Fang said cruelly. "Let's see who she chooses when you're as ugly as I am."

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As quickly and quietly as I could, I made my way back to the restaurant through the trees. I wasn't sure how long Daken would be down for, or whether Eric was still after me. I heard sirens off in the distance and I thought I had heard the Blackbird fly over.

Here comes the cavalry, I thought sarcastically. Its nice to be cared for, but really, I could look after myself. I took down Daken with only a little difficulty, in heels (self high five).

Despite having this one way conversation with myself about how strong and tough I was, I let out a girly shriek as I tripped. I face planted onto the forestry ground, scraping my hands and knees. I looked behind me to see what had tripped me and almost screamed again. Remy lay unconscious, his shirt drenched in his own blood. I scrambled back and placed my hand over his wound to control the blood flow.

He was hardly breathing and was whiter than usually.

And his face.

I heard the sounds of people crashing through the brush towards us. They were calling, but I couldn't tell what they were saying.

"Help! We're over here!" I yelled. I continued yelling until two police officers and Jean found us. They looked down at us in shock and horror. I clutched Remy's limp body helplessly.

Tears streamed down my face, but I didn't care.

"Save him, please."