Sarabi walked into a large room, her bare feet making a slight noise on the concrete floor. She was cold, and bored. She looked around and saw the machines, tables and other equipment she couldn�t even begin to guess what they were used for. She saw the tank and smiled. She quickly looked around to make sure there were no guards, and padded to the side of the tank. She looked through the murky liquid but didn�t see him. She stood there for a moment, and then heard a soft sound that is normally not heard by normal humans. She followed the sound around to the far side of the tank. He was on a table, strapped to it by unbreakable metal bonds; she walked to him looking to make sure that the room was still devoid of guards. When she reached him she lightly touched his shoulder. His eyes opened and he looked at her and she smiled. She traced one of the lines that were drawn up his forearms.
�Hi.� She whispered.
�Hi. I didn�t think you would come back.� He said. Sarabi smiled.
�Well, if they ever knew they would have a fit.� She said suppressing a giggle. What Dr. Cornelius didn�t know about her could fill a couple of big books. He smiled at her softly.
�Are you okay?� She asked with concern in her voice. He made an attempt to nod. Sarabi sighed. �Have you figured out what all these lines mean?�
�No. I know they follow the bones in my body, but I don�t know what they plan to use them for.� He said wearily. Sarabi crawled up on the table and sat on his stomach like she had done a few times that she had found him out of the tank.
�Nothing good I bet.� She said. He smiled.
�What about you?�
�I think they forgot about me for now. You being their new project and all.� Sarabi smiled poking at a line drawn on his chest.
�They will remember you real quick if they catch you here with me.� He said. Sarabi shrugged.
�There�s nothing better to do then sneak out of my cage and come and visit you.�
�You could always escape.� He suggested to which Sarabi softly laughed.
�Yes, but I wouldn�t feel right leaving you behind.� She said with a small blush.
�Don�t worry about me, I�m an agent remember?� he reminded her.
�Okay tough guy.� Sarabi said with a roll of her eyes that made him laugh.
�I know you�re the protector of the universe and all, but some of us don�t need protecting.�
�Perhaps, but it still wouldn�t feel right. Agent or no.� Sarabi stated.
�They don�t call me Wolverine for nothing.� He said and Sarabi laughed.
�Oh yes, a strong animal like a small bear. Isn�t that what the Webster�s dictionary said was the meaning?� Sarabi smiled and leaned forward. �Even the strong need protecting from something, even if is just from themselves.� He looked at her with her strange eyes and smiled.
Sarabi opened her eyes. Something startled her out of her dream. The dream. She hadn�t dreamt of that place for years, but it wasn�t the dream that made her wake so suddenly, it was actually one of the good times she had there. Then what was it that woke her? That pain. Why was her left wrist hurting so bad?
Logan laid in bed staring at his ceiling. He didn�t sleep much anymore, especially with the dreams, no, nightmares that he kept having of that place. The last time he had one here, he ended up putting his claws through Rogue�s chest. He didn�t want to repeat the experience with anyone else. He probably wouldn�t have been able to sleep even if he wanted to. Tomorrow he may finally have a lot of his questions answered. To bad Sarabi wasn�t going. He closed his eyes and again saw the scars on her back. The bastards. To ruin perfect skin like hers was more than a crime in his book. Maybe he would kill a couple of those guys tomorrow for her. Logan smiled at the thought. Then he wondered if he was smiling because of the thought of killing a few of them, or because he was again thinking about Sarabi. That woman had a way of sticking in your brain whether you wanted her to or not. He actually enjoyed fighting her. It�s not everyday you can fight a woman like that. Someone who can take and give the beating of a lifetime. Maybe he would stick around this place just for the workout she can give a person. Logan chuckled to him self.
�Sing� he said and shook his head. Where did she come up with that one? It was a good move for disabling someone for a while to escape, although he wasn�t quite thrilled with the g part of it. Anyone else would have been torn apart for that move. A soft noise made him look at the wall separating his room from Sarabi�s.
�Owe, owe, owe, owe, owe, OWE, OWE, OWE, OWE!!!!!� Sarabi sat up in her bed yelling at the top of her lungs. She was just focusing her night vision on her wrist when the light came blaring on making her slap her right hand over her eyes and yell again.
�SCOTT!!! I am hurting enough thank you without you turning on the damn lights and blinding me!� Scott, Jean, Ororo and Logan came running into her room.
�Sarabi what�s wrong?� Ororo asked moving quickly to the left side of Sarabi�s bed.
�One I cannot see, and I need to be able to see so I can set my wrist which is broken back in place so I can regenerate!� Ororo looked down at Sarabi�s wrist that was indeed broken badly.
�Oh my god.� Jean said seeing it.
�Okay, don�t just look at it will someone please set it!� Sarabi was getting a tad annoyed with the pain. Logan crossed the room and sat on the right side of Sarabi�s bed.
�What�s going on?� Remy asked walking into the room rubbing his eyes. Logan grabbed Sarabi�s left arm and hand. In a quick move he snapped the bones back together and Sarabi�s skin began to heal immediately.
�Duck!� was all Remy could get out before Logan reached up and grabbed Sarabi�s right fist that had came at him as soon as her bones were in place. Sarabi�s momentum didn�t stop and she found her self plastered against Logan�s bare chest.
�Ouch.� She mumbled into Logan�s chest. Sarabi didn�t move for a few moments.
�How did you do that?� Remy asked through a yawn. Sarabi sat back and looked at him. Before she could answer him with something sarcastic Charles rolled in and looked at them.
�Sarabi, are you alright?� Charles asked. Sarabi smiled tiredly.
�Yes Charles, once someone came to their senses and set the bones, I was fine.� Sarabi answered.
�Then she tried to deck Logan for it to.� Remy said smiling.
�A simple reflex.� Sarabi said annoyed. Charles smiled.
�The important thing is that Sarabi is fine, and we need to find out how this happened.� Charles said then all eyes were on Sarabi.
�I don�t know. I was dreaming and then I was awake and hurting.� Sarabi said.
�What were you dreaming? Or do I really want to know?� Jean asked with a smile.
�Nothing bad, I mean it was an okay dream, nothing bad went on.� Sarabi said looking at her comforter. Ororo smiled.
�I know Sarabi having a bad dream, and her bed is in to perfect condition for her to be having a bad dream.� Ororo said. Scott looked at her bed and nodded.
�Ororo is right. Sarabi thrashes around when her dreams turn into nightmares. And there is no sign of that.� Scott said then yawned. Sarabi looked at Ororo and then Scott.
�Does everyone watch me sleep or something?� Sarabi asked. Jean smiled.
�Well even if Sarabi was thrashing around, what would she have hit her hand on to break the wrist?� Remy asked. Everyone seemed to agree with Remy on that one.
�I have trouble believing that this was self inflicted.� Charles said looking at Sarabi with curious eyes.
�Are you suggesting something along the lines of voodoo?� Sarabi asked. Charles nodded and Sarabi laughed.
�Sarabi, you of all people should know that things like that really do exist.� Charles told her softly. Sarabi sighed.
�Yes, Charles I know. Believe me I know.� Sarabi closed her eyes for a moment.
�Okay so if it is voodoo, who would have done such a thing?� Logan asked still holding tightly to Sarabi�s left arm. Sarabi laughed loudly and gave Logan a smile.
�Darling I have an enemy list longer than anyone could ever imagine.� Sarabi said.
�Well perhaps you better start writing them down.� Scott suggested which brought another round of laughter out of Sarabi.
�Scott, the list is so long, that to write it down would kill a few thousand trees.� Sarabi said looking tired.
�Then try writing the ones that would still be alive.� Ororo offered.
�That would still tree a few kills� Sarabi said and stopped. The room was silent and Sarabi noticed a smile on everyone�s face. �Give me a brake! I�m tired.� Sarabi said after thinking a moment on what she just said. And to prove it she yawned. Scott chuckled.
�I think we should keep an eye on you for tonight Sarabi, just in case it happens again.� Charles said still smiling.
�I�ll stay in here and keep an eye on her tonight.� Logan said. Sarabi looked at him a moment then sighed.
�I will agree to anything right now if it meant I can get some sleep.� Sarabi said pulling her arm out of Logan�s hand. Remy smiled.
�Anything huh mon cheri?� Remy asked slyly. Sarabi glared at him.
�Almost anything.� She said and crawled off her bed. �Great, now I have to try to sleep with someone who�s physically attractive in my room.� Sarabi stopped and looked up. She turned slowly around and looked at the group, who was looking right back at her. Jean with a smile and her eyebrow rose. Sarabi moaned.
�Please tell me I didn�t just say that out loud.� Sarabi said putting her hand to her head. Ororo smiled as she walked by Sarabi.
�Yes Sarabi you sure did.� Ororo said. Sarabi banged her head on the bathroom door before opening it and closing it firmly behind her
When she opened the bathroom door, the light to her bedroom was off. She stood at the bathroom door for a moment letting her night vision kick in. Logan was sitting in one of her bedroom chairs that he had pulled to the end of her bed. Sarabi sighed and crawled into her bed from the left side. The side that was furthest away from Logan. She couldn�t believe she actually said what she did. She hated to be so tired, she said things she shouldn�t, or completely mixed the words. She would be fine as long as she kept her mouth shut. And she hoped that would be easier then sleeping. Logan sat there looking at her with a smile. Sarabi gave Logan a tired annoyed look as she pulled her covers up to her nose. Sarabi stared at the bedroom door, she closed her eyes and concentrated on sleeping, but she kept having the annoying feeling that she was being watched. Which she was. Sarabi sighed and sat up.
�Are you going to sit there with that annoying smile and watch me for the rest of the night?� she asked.
�That�s what I told Charles I would do.� Logan said still smiling.
�Could you at least wipe that silly grin off you face?� Sarabi asked. Logan chuckled.
�Would it help if I told you that I find you incredibility attractive as well?� Logan asked. Sarabi stared at him. Then she growled, grabbed one of her pillows and threw it at him.
�No!� she said and laid back down grumbling. Logan laughed and propped his feet on the end of her bed. There was a silence that filled the room. Sarabi again closed her eyes in an attempt to sleep. Logan settled in the chair and watched Sarabi.
�You know, I don�t need someone sitting there watching every move I make all night long. It�s bad enough that I can�t sleep with you sitting there without a shirt on, I don�t need you watching me.� Sarabi said trying not to growl to loud. Logan laughed.
�Yes, I can see that.� He said. Sarabi moaned and tried to sink deeper into her bed. The man was going to sit in that chair, shirtless, all night long and watch her sleep. Or at least try to sleep. She stole a look at him, and he still was smiling and watching her.
�Logan.� She said.
�Yes?�
�Stop it.�
�Stop what?�
�You know.�
�Oh, you mean stop being so incredibility physically attractive?� Logan asked and was greeted with a growl and yet another pillow thrown at him. Logan couldn�t help but laugh. Sarabi laid there for only a minute before she sat back up and crawled to the end of her bed where Logan was. He looked at her but didn�t move.
�I need my pillow back.� Sarabi said tired as all hell. Logan smiled.
�This one?� He asked placing the other pillow behind his head earning him one of Sarabi�s If-Looks-Could-Kill glares.
�Yes. That one.� Sarabi said.
�Well, if you want it so bad, come and get it.� Logan challenged her. Sarabi sat on her heels for a moment looking at him. Then with a sigh that came from her toes she crawled over Logan�s legs, and up into the chair having to put her knees on either side of Logan�s hips so she could reach her stupid pillow. When she reached out for it, Logan grabbed her arm and smiled.
�You know, you could have gotten off your bed and walked around to get your pillow.� Logan said looking quite pleased with him self. Sarabi smiled.
�That would have required some extra energy that I just don�t have right now.�
�Sure.� Logan replied letting her arm go. Sarabi grabbed her pillow from behind Logan�s head and was about to turn around to crawl back to the top of her bed where it was safe, when she saw Logan�s dog tag. She had only glanced at it when something took a hold of her heart in a big way.
Suddenly Sarabi wasn�t in her room anymore. She was back at that place, and this time it was one of the times she had been trying for sixteen years to forget. She was back in that cold big room again, walking towards Wolverine, who was strapped to the table. Sarabi had tears running down her cheeks. She had seen what they were doing to him, and she heard him scream out all day. He watched her as she approached, watched her as she stopped at a tray that was sitting nearby that had three identical nine inch blades that hadn�t been surgically placed in his forearms yet. Sarabi turned and looked at him.
�I�m sorry.� She said quietly. Wolverine closed his eyes and then opened them again.
�It�s not your fault Sarabi.� He said. Sarabi shook her head.
�It is. If I hadn�t yelled out for you, you would have never made that deal with them.�
�Sarabi they would have done this anyway, if I was willing or not and you know that! Look what they had tried to do to you.� His eyes were pleading with her and she looked away. She smelled them before she saw them. Guards, about ten of them. Heading this way. Sarabi looked back at Wolverine and smiled a sad smile.
�There you are you little bitch!� a nasty looking guard said with a nasty smile. Sarabi reached out and grabbed one of the blades from the tray and started to back away from them. The guards laughed.
�Look at that. Bringing a knife to a gun fight.� Another of them had said. Sarabi looked at the blade, and rolled it in her right hand.
�We can have a whole clip in you before you could even throw that thing you know.� One of them snickered. Sarabi kept backing up.
�Leave her alone.� Wolverine growled, at which the guards laughed.
�And what are you going to do Wolverine? You�re strapped to that table with the same metal as what�s in your body. Unbreakable.� Sarabi�s heart was beating madly and it was beginning to hurt. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe through the pain. She didn�t really know what she was going to do until she was doing it.
�Sarabi!� she heard Wolverine cry out. The pain in her heart was more then she could stand and when she opened her eyes she saw why. She had plunged the blade right into her heart and was now twisting it around. She heard it scrape one of her rib bones. Sarabi started laughing.
�Bloody hell!� Sarabi fell to her knees and yanked the blade out of her heart and watched as it healed itself. She looked at the blade and noticed that it now how a nice small nick on the lower part of it. Sarabi smiled and looked up at the guards that were now advancing towards her.
�I can never die. But you can.� She said which made a few of them stop and look at each other.
�Sarabi!� Someone had her by her shoulders, gripping hard.
�Sarabi!� they were yelling her name. It was a familiar voice too. Sarabi opened her eyes and looked at Logan. She was breathing quickly and had a good grip on Logan�s upper arms. She blinked a couple of times and sighed.
�Do me a favor Logan.� Sarabi said.
�What?� Logan brushed back a lock of hair from her cheek.
�If Colonel John Wraith is there, kill him slow.� Sarabi looked at Logan who raised an eyebrow. Sarabi smiled and squeezed his arm hard.
�He�s the one who hunted us down.� She said. �He�s the one that had so much fun torturing you. He�s the one that made me realize just how immortal I am.� Sarabi had run her left hand down Logan�s right arm. She picked up his hand and ran her right finger down his forefinger and then stopped and pressed hard on a spot. The forefinger blade came out just going over her left shoulder, which made her smile. It wouldn�t be the first time she had one of his blades through her. She turned his hand and pointed to a spot on the blade and looked at Logan.
�How did you know to do that?� Logan said looking from his hand to Sarabi. Sarabi smiled.
�I remember watching them as they did it. But did you ever wonder how unbreakable metal like Adamantium could get a nick in it?� She asked. Logan looked at the place she was pointing at.
�That�s been there for as long as I can remember.� Logan said. Sarabi smiled.
�I know. I put it there before they had put it in you.�
�How?� Logan asked in a whisper not sure he really wanted to know.
�I stabbed myself through the heart with it and when I twisted, it scraped on my rib bone that still bears the scar even though it�s healed.� Logan looked at Sarabi who let go of his hand allowing the blade to slide back home, and crawled off Logan�s lap with her pillow.
�Be careful Logan. Wraith is tricky and would do anything to have you back in his Weapon X program. Me too now that they know who I am.� Sarabi said settling in to sleep. For the first time all night, she was actually glad Logan was there, watching her. Logan looked at Sarabi as he rubbed his right hand. So many secrets locked up inside her. So much pain too. Before either of them knew it, they both had fallen asleep.
Sarabi stirred. She was half awake and smiled at the sound of a beating heart. I love that sound. Sarabi thought. As she slowly began to wake she noticed she was hearing two heartbeats. Sarabi�s eyes shot open. She didn�t see what she normally saw when she woke up. She quickly realized whom the other heartbeat belonged to. Logan. Her eyes moved as she took in the fact that she was comfortably curled up on his lap in the chair. Sarabi moaned. Damn fire element! She thought. Always seeking out heat. Sarabi didn�t really want to move. One, she didn�t want to wake Logan, and two; she didn�t want him to know she was there. The last thought made her roll her eyes. I think he�s going to notice if I move or not. As Sarabi laid there she noticed he had a hand on her left hip, and the other hand was just below her last rib�under her t-shirt. A blanket covered them both, and she had a hand on his chest and on her own knee. She was seriously debating on how to move without waking him when she heard a small chuckle.
�Comfortable Sarabi?� Logan had been awake for a while and was as surprised as she was to find her on his lap asleep.
�Scary enough, yes.� Sarabi said pushing her self off his chest to look at him. Logan smiled at her.
�Don�t move on my account. Oh wait. That�s right. You have a little attraction problem don�t you?� Logan said teasing her. Sarabi punched him in the chest and would have rolled off of him if he hadn�t tightened his grip on her.
�Good morning to you to.� He said. Sarabi just looked at him. He was absentmindedly running his right thumb over her rib bone. Sarabi looked down at where his hand was and then looked back at him. Logan smiled and removed both his hands.
�Sorry.� He said and then stretched.
�Sure you are.� Sarabi said taking the opportunity to get off his lap and head for the bathroom. She leaned against the bathroom door after she closed it and sighed.
�That man is going to kill me.� She said to her self in the mirror.
Logan was still in her room when she came out of the bathroom in a pair of jeans and a short shirt. At least he went and put a shirt on, Sarabi thought. She looked at him in his jeans and t-shirt. Sarabi would have to take a wild guess and say that no matter what the man wore, he would still look good. A small smile spread across Sarabi�s face as she realized that Scott would make them all wear those X-Men uniforms. Logan noticed Sarabi staring at him with a smile.
�Do I want to know what you find so amusing?� Logan asked her. Sarabi met his eyes still smiling.
�Probably not.� Sarabi said walking out her bedroom door with Logan following her. Rogue and Kitty were walking down the hall towards Sarabi�s room and they both stopped and stared. Neither of them was expecting Sarabi and Logan to walk out of Sarabi�s room. Kitty smiled and looked at Rogue who also smiled.
�Don�t get any ideas you two.� Sarabi said to them as Logan and her walked by. Both girls giggled and Sarabi rolled her eyes and looked at Logan who had a small smile on his face. Sarabi just shook her head as she ran down the stairs. She hit a small wooden tile, which made a section of the wall open. It was the elevator that would take Sarabi and Logan to the lower level of the school, that is rarely seen by any of the students and isn�t known to more than half of them. It was where the hanger was located, along with the medical bay, and a few other secrets that made the X-Men the X-Men. Sarabi leaned against the back of the elevator as it went down. The door opened and she strode out with Logan right next to her. They both walked into the hanger where the X-Jet was sitting. Sarabi smiled at the jet and Scott noticed Sarabi�s look.
�The last time you flew her, you made the 10 o�clock news.� Scott told her. Sarabi smiled at him and leaned against him.
�And you are so perfect when you fly her. You can�t tell me you never flew near the water making it spray up everywhere.� Sarabi said with a knowing smile. Jean smiled and looked at Scott.
�Only at night� Scott mumbled. Sarabi smiled and softly nudged him.
�Sure. Only at night.� Sarabi walked away from Scott and stood near Charles. Ororo stood near Sarabi and leaned over to her.
�Sleep well?� She whispered. Sarabi smiled.
�I woke up in his lap!� Sarabi answered. Ororo looked at Sarabi with surprise, then smiled.
�Fire element?� Ororo asked. Sarabi made a face and nodded. Ororo laughed. Remy looked at them and made a face. He knew they were talking about something he wanted to hear. Sarabi smiled in Remy�s direction.
�Let�s get down to business shall we?� Charles asked and the hanger became quiet. They all gathered around a small table. It was your run of the mill table, gray top, sturdy, with your run of the mill remote panel jutting off the side. Charles was sitting by the panel and pushed a button, and the compound in the Canadian Rockies replica replaced the smooth gray surface of the table. Okay, so it wasn�t your run of the mill table.
�According to Sarabi, the best place to enter is here.� Charles was saying and the replica moved and zoomed in on the spot Charles was talking about. Sarabi looked around the table. Scott, as always, was paying attention to every little detail that Charles was giving them. Jean was also paying close attention. They are totally right for each other. Sarabi thought. Both were very serious. Scott, to the point that it nearly drove Sarabi crazy. Sometimes she wondered if the man knew how to have fun. Sarabi made a mental note to change that. Or at least as much of it that she could. Now Jean, she knew how to have fun with a little prodding, usually done by Sarabi. Ororo stood next to Jean listening to Charles as he explained the way the cells worked in the compound. Ororo, being from the same country as Sarabi was, was as close to Sarabi as a sister. Usually where you found one, the other was close by. It wasn�t always planned that way; it usually just worked out that way. Ororo knew how to have fun and knew the way Sarabi worked. Ororo never needed prodding, just a simple suggestion. But like Sarabi, Ororo also knew when it was time to be serious. Remy was almost always having some kind of fun; a lot of the students loved his classes, even though Sarabi couldn�t think of what he taught. Henry was a new comer, but had caught on quite quickly. He taught the physical education and science at the school. He was out going, and joked around, and gladly joined in the fun. Then there was Logan. A mystery wrapped in its self. Sarabi knew he was angry, and can be mean. But so could she. She rarely saw him smile, and when he did, it never reached his eyes. She was wondering if it ever would when Scott�s voice broke through her concentration.
�Okay, let�s suit up. Sarabi, you get the X-Jet ready.� Scott said. Sarabi smiled. There was two reasons for her smile, one; she�ll get to see Logan in one of those suits that Scott insist they wear when ever they went out to do something as a team, and two; she got to fire up the X-Jet. Sarabi sat in the pilot�s seat flipping switches, and checking instruments. It would almost be worth going if she got to fly the X-Jet. Almost. She knew she could fly it whenever the mood struck, but it was more fun when Scott was in the co-pilot�s seat so she can watch him make faces. And generally freak out. Sarabi sighed and looked out the window at Kitty, Kurt, Rogue and Bobby talking to Charles. Of coarse Sarabi didn�t need to be a mind reader, telepath, or a lip reader to know what they were talking about. They wanted to go to. They were probably pointing out the facts that how are they to become X-Men if they never got to go with the group. Sarabi smiled. The junior X-Men is what she affectingly called them, and they affectingly glared at her for it. The few students who, after completing high school, wanted to stay on and teach others like them became X-Men. Funny enough though, was the fact that the whole X-Men thing was started by the students themselves. At least the name was. It wasn�t hard to figure out where they came up with it. Charles being the headmaster of the school, and leader of the X-Men, it was a wonder the name didn�t come up sooner. X, as in Xavier. Although the men part was a little outdated, seeing that Scott was the only male in the beginning, but it was a technicality. Anyways, X-Women didn�t have as nice of a ring to it, and was quite annoying to write out. Sarabi sighed as she exited down the ramp of the jet and headed over to Charles to see if she could be any help.
�Come on Professor, it�s only a little rescue mission.� Kurt was saying.
�One that is quite dangerous.� Charles said. Sarabi smiled.�And besides, why would you want to go with Scott, when you could stay here and have fun with me?� Sarabi said placing a hand on Charles shoulder. �You know how annoying Scott can be, and even if you did go, he�d probably make you stay in the X-Jet the whole time, and what fun is that? Besides, we could always have some real fun in the Danger Room right here, with no rules, and no Scott.� Sarabi had continued completely not noticing the fact that Scott had walked up right behind her.
�There is a reason why there are rules.� Scott said crossing his arms. Sarabi swallowed then smiled as she turned to look at him.
�Yes, you are right Scott, there is.� Sarabi said. Scott looked at her for a moment then started towards the jet. �To be broken.� Sarabi said only loud enough for the kids and Charles to hear.
�I didn�t need to hear what you just said to know what it was.� Scott said not looking back at her.
�Try not to have to much fun Sarabi.� Ororo said on her way to the jet. Jean smiled at Sarabi as she walked past.
�And do leave the Danger Room in one piece this time will you?� She said. Sarabi faked a long sigh.
�There goes all the fun.� Sarabi said to Jean�s back. Jean just waved at her in answer. Sarabi looked at Remy who stood there pouting.
�You are going to be here having fun without me?� he said looking hurt.
�That�s the best kind of fun Remy.� Sarabi said with a smile and a playful glare.
�Well, in case you need some fuel for that fire of yours,� Remy began and made a move to kiss Sarabi again, but this time she was ready. Sarabi reached up and grabbed his face. Remy looked at her between her forefinger and ring fingers.
�Don�t worry Remy, I will save some of that fire for when you get back so I can once again kick your butt for even thinking about what you were about to do.� Sarabi looked at Remy who was trying to answer, but it came out all muffled.
�What?� Sarabi said and then yelled. Remy, in order to easily remove her hand from his face, had licked Sarabi�s palm. Sarabi made a face as she wiped his slobber off on his uniform.
�I had said madam, you didn�t kick my butt the first time I kissed you. Logan got it that time.� Remy said with a smile.
�Well, I owe you one then.� Sarabi said still wiping her hand on Remy.
�Or two, or three, and I am sure there will be a four, five, six, seven and so on.� Henry said grabbing Remy by the collar and dragged him off towards the jet. Sarabi glared after Remy, and then turned her attention to the person who was standing beside her.
�Don�t be to hard on him Sarabi, he did after all get us into the Cage.� It was Logan. Sarabi�s eyes had been roaming up and down his body when Kitty nudged her with her elbow.
�Huh? Oh yeah, well.� Sarabi said glancing at Kitty. Logan smiled.
�I�ll bring you back a souvenir.� He said and walked away. Sarabi�s eyes followed him. Rogue nudged her and she managed to tear her eyes away from Logan to look at her. Rogue handed Sarabi a handkerchief. Sarabi took it and looked at Rogue strangly.
�What�s this for?� Sarabi asked looking back at Logan to watch him board the X-Jet.
�All the drool on your chin.� Rogue said. Sarabi�s eyes went wide and she looked back at Rogue.
�Really.� She said throwing the handkerchief back at her and walking to the hanger doors. Sarabi turned back to the jet as it started to go down the tunnel that led out the side of the cliff.
�Be careful guys,� She said softly. �Something tells me you�re going to need to be.�