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Logan awoke with a start, sniffing the air cautiously as his claws itched to be let out. He had been in a deep dreamless sleep, his first for months, and he wondered what had disturbed him. Tilting his head on one side, Logan listened carefully and then he heard the alarm. Throwing the covers off and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he sprinted down the corridors and stairs, heading to the War Room.
It had been two months since Scott, Jean and Charles had died, and that damned cure had been made available. Two months of quiet, with most in the mutant community too shocked by what had happened to think about causing trouble.
Ororo had taken over as Headmistress of the school, and after many arguments, she had persuaded Logan to stay and help her. He was now the teacher of physical education and martial arts, as well as holding classes on offensive manoeuvres. The only thing Ororo had demanded was that he didn't interfere with, or ridicule, her defensive exercises.
"What's goin' on?" Logan asked as he burst in to the room.
Hank turned to greet him. As well as being an ambassador for the UN, Dr McCoy spent half his time at the mansion teaching science and philosophy, though he found it hard stepping into Charles Xavier's shoes. "I'm not sure. The computer registered a massive electromagnetic burst, apparently from a mutant."
"A mutant?" Logan repeated, frowning.
"You don't think it's Magneto, do you?" Ororo asked as she entered the room and headed to the console Hank was working at.
He shook his head. "I highly doubt it. Another mutant with similar powers perhaps."
"Yeah, well let's hope they don't have his personality," Logan muttered dryly.
Ororo studied the board. "We should check it out."
The doors opened and Bobby, Marie, Kitty and Peter walked in. "We heard the sirens. What's going on?" Bobby asked.
The three adults shared a glance before Hank turned to them and said, "We've picked up an electromagnetic burst from a mutant. We're going to go and investigate."
"We'll suit up," Peter announced, turning from the room.
But Logan stood up straight and shook his head. "You three…." He pointed to Bobby, Kitty and Peter. "…okay, so suit up. But you…." He pointed to Marie. "…yer staying here."
"What? Why?" Marie demanded to know, her Southern twang shining through.
"'Cause yer not a mutant any more," Logan retorted. "You'd be more of a hindrance than a help."
Marie's eyes started to tear up. "That's not fair."
"No, it's the truth. If you'd kept up with yer studies an' yer exercises, then maybe you coulda come," Logan told her. "But you'd rather spend time with yer boyfriend, so you have to stay here."
Marie turned to Ororo with pleading eyes. "Storm…."
But the white-haired woman shook her head. "Logan's right, Marie. This isn't because you're not a mutant…."
"It's because ah haven't done my homework," Marie replied sarcastically. "Fine. Come on, Bobby, let's go."
But Bobby didn't move. "Sorry, but I have to go with them. They need me."
"And ah don't?" she retorted angrily.
"Save it for someone who cares, Bobby." Marie turned and stormed out of the War Room.
"Maybe I should go and talk to her," Bobby said, looking uncomfortable.
"Later, son. We need to be leaving now, so if you're coming with us…," Hank told him, leaving the sentence hanging.
Bobby looked at the blue furred mutant, then at the doors, then at his friends. "Let's go."