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Fandom: New X-Men
Author: Me!
Character/Pairing: Julian/X-23
Summary: title basically says it all!
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own X-Men or Sports Illustrated... you'll understand that last bit at the end of this chapter!

It took one sniff for Logan to realize that Laura went straight to the Danger Room. He sighed then walked towards the elevator and went straight down to the lower levels. He finally reached the Danger Room and found it completely dark and his patience waning. He bellowed “Lights!” and the room was immediately filled with light.

On the other side was Laura, crouching down, her knees just below her tear-stained face, and her eyes gazing at the floor. Logan walked over and sat down right next to her.

“You alright, kid?” he asked.

“I am not sure,” Laura muttered, her eyes not leaving the metal ground.

“Don’t worry about Keller,” Logan continued. “He’s just-”

“I do not wish to discuss him,” Laura said abruptly. Logan paused at this.

“What about last night?” he asked and Laura’s eyes flickered to him before going back to the floor. “You wanna talk about that?”

“No,” Laura said with rising anger. “I must leave or I will be late for class.”

Logan knew this was a lie because his clone was in middle of a free period. So he persisted.

“You were dreaming about your mother, weren’t you? Well, I doubt she would want her only daughter to be moping-”

“Shut up!”

Laura was on her feet, all six of her claws were exposed, and she was glaring at Logan, who was standing up cautiously. The last time he saw his clone this angry was the first time they met.


“You never knew her,” Laura growled. “You will never know what she wanted. You have never even seen her. You have never heard her voice. You were not there when she…”

She stopped. She couldn’t bring herself to say, “die”. Logan seemed to have seen the struggle in Laura’s eyes.

“Laura, I-”

“Just go,” Laura half-whispered, her watery eyes back on the floor. “Please.”

Logan hesitated, but left anyways. After a few moments of silence, Laura brought a long blade to her left arm, and began cutting X’s through the skin. The smell of her own blood was so intoxicating; Laura didn’t notice that someone else had just entered the Danger Room.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”

Laura turned around to see Hellion, with neon-green eyes. Before she knew it, her arms were forced at her sides. He had taken control of her body.

“Let me go, Julian,” she demanded.

“Not until you promise you won’t cut yourself again,” Julian said. This confused Laura.

“Why?” she asked.

“Why the hell not?” Julian snapped. “You’re going to kill yourself if you keep that up.”

“I heal,” Laura explained. “I have always healed.”

Julian’s eyes went back to their normal blue and Laura felt the use of her limbs, once more. Then two hands grabbed her arms and she was face-to-face with Julian, their noses almost touching. For some odd reason, Laura could feel her heart beat ten times faster than usual and her leg going unsteady.

“It doesn’t matter whether you can heal physically or not,” Julian half-whispered. “In your mind, those wounds will never heal. They’ll just be there… bleeding.”

Laura stared.

“How do you know this?” she demanded.

“It’s a long story,” Julian muttered before changing subjects. “Look, about your necklace…”

“What about it?” Laura asked, darkly.

Julian said nothing, but reached into his pocket and pulled out a long silver chain, where Laura’s golden locket hanged from. Laura’s jaw dropped and Julian smiled. He clicked the chain around Laura’s neck so that the pendant could rest just above her breast. He watched as aura’s fingers touched the locket. Not knowing what he was doing, Julian’s hands moved from Laura’s arm and neck, to her waist and pulled her closer. Neither of them realized what was happening until their lips brushed against each other they pulled back and stared at one another. Julian dipped his head but then…

“Yo, Keller! You down here?”

Julian and Laura jumped apart, just in time to see Santo slumping into the Danger Room, reading a copy of Sports Illustrated (A/N: see?). Laura grabbed her bag and ran out of the room. Julian tried to stop her.

“Laura, wait!”

But he was too late. The doors had closed and she had gone. Julian stood there, reliving the last few minutes in his head. Santo closed his magazine and turned to his friend.

“Hey, man, can I borrow your Biology homework?”

Julian’s face darkened and Santo was thrown across the Danger Room by a neon-green light.

A/N: I WANT REVIEWS NOW!!!... pretty please! :)