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Julian wrapped his hands around the coffee mug. �She ran off three hours
ago. �Tis not like her ta be gone for so long, at least so long and not let
me know she�s alright, I�m worried sick.� He stared at the creamy brown
Logan looked around the kitchen, all this was so familiar, but he just could
not remember. �I know ya, this place, everythin�, but how?�
�Me Princess found you, almost fourteen years ago, you were wonderin�
through the woods, and she ran up ta you. You growled at her, then she took
you by th� hand and led you here." Julian studied Logan carefully. "You
don't look like you've aged a day."
Logan grunted, and stared outside, at the patches of snow, and thick mud.
"Kitten," he said suddenly, turning to Julian, he studied the other man.
"Yer Princess, I called 'er Kitten, didn't I?"
Julian smiled broadly, "yes, me Princess is your Kitten, what do you see?"
He turned to follow Logan's gaze outside.
A dirty horse limped into view, emerging from the forest. "Dark Moon?"
Julian rose, and then ran out into the backyard, towards the horse. "Where's
me Princess?" He asked the horse, grasping the tangled mane. Dark Moon
half-reared, breaking Julian's hold, and gave a loud whiney.
Logan approached the horse warily; he could see some heavy cuts along Dark
Moon's sides. "He's hurt, pretty bad too." Logan studied the largest of the
cuts; it ran from Dark Moon's shoulder down his side to his flanks.
Julian placed a hand on Dark Moon's uninjured shoulder, and led the horse
towards the pasture.
Logan followed them, and caught sight of a piece of cloth tangled in Dark
Moon's tail. He slowly threaded it free, and studied it. "Gunpowder." He
growled, looking towards Julian.
"Poachers, it's illegal ta hunt in these woods." Julian froze, "that�s part
of me Princess�s shirt! Do you think they might've gotten me Princess?"
"I don't know, but I'm goin' t' go look." Logan headed towards where Dark
Moon had emerged.
Once in the woods, Logan followed the horse's scent, twisting through broken
bushes, and sliding on ice covered slopes. He picked up another scent,
fainter, and it brought forth more images to mind, of a small lithe little
girl, sitting in his lap, asleep in Julian's arms, giggling amongst a pile
of puppies. He shook his head, and tried to catch onto another memory, and
so distant he wasn't sure if it was there. He heard a howl, and began to
move faster, heading towards the sound.
Lia was dimly aware of someone talking to her, she felt herself being lifted
into the air. She tried to move closer to the source of heat, and felt
herself being shifted towards the person who was carrying her. She gave a
soft moan as her aching ribs were pressed. �Easy now Kitten,� she felt the
rumble of a deep voice come from the chest her ears was pressed against. His
heartbeat was a pounding she could feel inside her skull. She forced herself
to open her eyes, and took in the thick dark hair she could see.
�L�Logan?� She managed to cough out.
�Yeah, it�s me, easy Kitten, I�m takin� ya t� Julian.� Logan quickened his
pace, grateful that he had found her still breathing.
�Da�Dark?� She whimpered.
�Yer horse is fine Kitten, now hush,� Logan reprimanded her gently.
Julian met them at the door, his face pale when he saw the bloody mess Lia
was. He quickly directed Logan to his car, needing to get her to the local
hospital. Logan drove, as Julian gave Logan directions, as well as
monitoring Lia�s vitals. �Good thin� yer a doc Julian,� Logan said quietly.
He then suddenly tensed, as a flashback of the experiment surfaced in his
mind. Xavier had sent him to right place, he could feel it.
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