Wolf groaned in his cell. He was bruised and beaten from the fight earlier. He had licked all the wounds he could reach, somehow his saliva helped them heal faster, but there was a large one of his head that his tongue couldn't get to. It was bleeding into his eyes, blurring his vision, and he was beginning to feel light-headed from the loss of blood. Maybe he should just stop fighting…

There was a commotion in the building, somewhere out of his sight. He briefly wondered what it was. Probably Sabretooth mad at one of the others… Or maybe another prisoner… He just didn't care anymore. Sleep, that's all he wanted right now. Sleep… Did he smell Logan? No, Sabretooth smelled like Logan… He must be confused because he was so tired… Darkness flooded his vision as he passed out.

He woke up several hours later and thought he was hallucinating. It was warm, and comfortable, unlike the cold, stone floor of his prison cell. He could also smell Logan as if he was there right beside him. He sighed and curled on his side.

"Wolf? Are you finally awake, Pup?"

Wolf opened a bleary eye. "L-Logan?" He instantly jumped up and hugged his alpha, a little too quickly because he began feeling dizzy again. But that didn't matter! He was safe again!

"Watch your head, Pup," Logan admonished gently as he held him. "You have stitches that still need to heal."

Wolf closed his eyes and relaxed happily. Then suddenly he stiffened up and growled lowly, He dug his claws into Logan and pushed away, landing back on the infirmary bed he had been lying on.

"Is what they told me true?" he demanded in response to Logan's confused look, "Are you just trying to control me and get rid of my powers? Has everything here been a lie?"

Logan blinked, then rolled his eyes. "Pup, I know it's difficult, but I want you to think for a second. Have I done anything to completely control you and get rid of your powers? I don't want you to stop being a wolf, I just want you to stop being a wolf when you're a human. When you're in a wolf-form, I want you to act that way. It would be wrong for you to act like a human then. I'm just trying to guide you so you know when a behavior is appropriate and when it isn't. I have no reason to lie to you, but the people who took you did. Creed is evil, all he knows how to do is lie and manipulate. The same goes for Magneto."

Wolf thought it over, then nodded. "Sorry," he laid his head down on the pillow, "I don't know why I trusted them."

Logan ruffled his hair, being careful of the stitches. "It's alright, I'm just happy they didn't completely brainwash you while you were there. You should get some sleep now, I'll stay here with you."

Wolf nodded and closed his eyes.

"…Pup?"

"Hmm?"

"I've been thinking… You need to pick a human name for yourself. 'Wolf' is fine when you're a wolf, or even as a last name, but it's not a good name for a boy."

Wolf opened one eye and smirked at him. "Alpha?"

Logan scoffed. "First of all, not a human name. Second of all, yeah right!"

Wolf frowned in thought. "Fine… I think I want to be called Zachery."

Logan nodded, remembering the dogtags Wolf had shown him earlier. "Alright then, Zack. That's what we'll call you from now on."

Wolf nodded and slowly fell back asleep.

A couple weeks later, Zachery Wulfe was fully healed. There was just one more thing he had to do before he felt like he could completely move on from his past.

He rode on the back of Logan's motorcycle to the small town of Epsom, New Hampshire.

"Well Pup, here we are." Logan waited for him to climb off.

Zack sighed and slowly got off, staring at the house he recognized from so long ago.

Before this, they had gone to visit the house of Zachery Graham, Zack's old Master. The house had been run down and broken into. Not much was left; anything valuable had been stolen long ago. The bloodstains were still on the floor.

After that, they had visited the graveyard so Zack could pay his final respects. And now…

Zack sighed, he really didn't want to do this, but he knew he should. After a reassuring pat on the back from Logan, he approached the door and knocked.

An older woman answered the door. She gave a distrustful look to Logan, then a downright hostile look to Zack. "You! I recognize you by your hair! You're the one who killed Graham!"

Zack quickly shook his head. "No ma'am, please listen to me! They accused me of it, but I'm innocent, I swear! I would never kill him!" Before she could say anything else he dug the engagement ring out of his pocket. "Look, this is supposed to be yours. he was going to give it to you the next time you came over for dinner, but…" he sighed at the memory. "Please, just let me inside, I'll show you something and explain everything."

She was silent for a few minutes, staring at the ring. "I'll give you five minutes," she let them in, "And I have a shotgun that I'll be holding the whole time, so don't even think about trying anything funny!"

Zack nodded and followed her inside. Logan followed simply to protect him if he needed it, and to provide moral support. It would be the first time Zack would deliberately change form in front of a human.

A few hours later Zack had told her his story, then they left so she could cope.

"Feel better?" Logan asked him as he walked to his bike.

"Yeah, I do," Zack nodded.

"Good."

With a smile, Zack climbed onto the back of Logan's bike. He had a feeling that, no matter what happened now, he'd be ok.

THE END

*AUTHOR'S COMMENTS*

Epilogue to follow.

Sorry if the title confused you, I wanted to see how many people would think Wolf died :P It's really talking about the end of his past life and the beginning of his new one, along with a new name.

Noodle445, you're a terrible person -_-;