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Times Past	By : gallygaskins Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female Views: 1619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 9 - Beth is found

Charles couldn't believe it. Beth was missing and nothing he tried helped to find her. He was restless, he couldn't think straight, couldn't sleep, and couldn't do anything else either. Moving the wheelchair with ease he went back to the underground chambers in order to use Cerebro again. Jean and Scott stopped him.

"Professor," Jean said.

"Yes, Jean. Scott?" Charles managed curtly.

"Where are you going?" Scott asked

"I'm going to see if I can find Beth again."

"Professor, you can't keep this up. If you carry on the way you're going I am going to have to confine you to quarters. As your doctor I am concerned that you are trying to do too much."

"Jean, I can never do too much in order to find the one remaining member of my family that loves me for who I am." Charles was angry, the insolence of Jean thinking she knew best.

"I just think that you should stop trying so hard. This is the second time this hour that you have wanted to use Cerebro. I know that that machine doesn't hurt you in the way it has hurt me in the past," Jean tried to reason. "But if you keep on then I don't know what it could do to you."

"Jean keep out of this, I will do what I have to do. I am, after all, the only one that is capable of finding her. Now please, both of you move out of my way."

Jean and Scott moved aside so that the professor could make his way into Cerebro. Once the door had closed behind him, Charles placed the headgear over his crown and closed his eyes, readying himself for the brainwave patterns that were about to take saturate his mind yet again. Figures appeared before him and he searched through them all trying to find any familiarities of his beloved niece.

He was just about to finish when he noticed a slumped figure by the side of Lake Michigan, he noticed the torn uniform with the plum tendrils of hair splaying out around her head, matted with blood and dirt. Tears formed in his eyes, she was badly beaten and he needed to get help to her as quickly as possible. He left the room and was greeted by Jean and Scott; they had been waiting for him.

"Are you alright, professor?" Scott asked immediately.

"You've found her, haven't you?" Jean said.

"Yes I have, she's near to South Haven, on the banks of Lake Michigan," the tears now rolling down his face, "she's in a bad way, though. Jean, Scott, will you go and get her, I think you should take Logan too."

"Okay, professor, I'll get the 'bird' ready. Jean you get your med bag and summon Logan."

"Right." Jean said, and added, placing her hand on Charles' slumped shoulder. "Professor, she'll be okay."

Placing his hand over hers, Charles responded. "I hope so, Jean, I hope so."

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"Rogue, are you going to talk to me?" Logan shouted at the closed door.

"Go away, Logan!"

"No, I won't. What the hell is going on?"

"You tell me?" Rogue screeched. But there was something else too, it sounded like she was crying, smelt like it, smelt like she had been for a while.

"Marie, please. Don't make me break this door down." Silence. Not a sound came from within. "Alright if that's the way you want it, I'm coming in."

"Logan, don't. Ah'm opening the door."

The door was opened slowly and Marie stood on the other side of the doorway, lipstick smudged and mascara streaked down her face. Logan suddenly had the urge to hold her in his arms, he took a pace forward in order to do just that but she moved out of his way. "Take a seat Logan, ah have to tell you something and ah have to see how your gonna react to it."

Logan sat down on the edge of Marie's bed, hands on his thighs and looked at her with eyes overflowing with concern. He watched as she took up a position leaning against her dresser. He took in her form, the pert young body of a twenty year old, the attractive porcelain skin that he could just make out every now and then, as most of her figure was covered in clothing that was nipped-in in all the right places. Not that that was a bad thing either. Her hair hung straight, the light and dark strands swaying gently with the breeze from the open window. And then her face, she had grown into quite the beauty. Thing was she reminded him of someone else. "What is this all about, Marie?"

"It's about you, me and Beth."

"Wow, well that's a lot of people, mind telling me what I've gotta do with all this?"

"Ah . ah think . no, ah know ah'm in love with you." Grief showered over her face as if she had already been rejected.

"What? Great, I mean how? And what the hell has Beth got to do with all this."

"Ah saw the way you looked at her when you picked her up Logan, and then again when she had disappeared. All hopes ah had that you reciprocated my feelings left me when ah saw your face."

Beth? Did he have feelings for her? They had a connection to his past and she was attractive but he loved Marie and . what? Did he want Marie? The idea that she could control her power and he could show her how he felt would be remarkable but he now wasn't so sure, something was stopping him from even becoming remotely intimate with his dependant. He had watched her grow from awkward teenager to a strikingly beautiful young woman, but now every time he looked at her she reminded him of someone else. Someone he had obviously lost a long time ago. But then he remembered his meeting with Beth two days previously, she had that same look about her. Come to think of it, if he could picture the two of them together they looked very much alike, except that Marie had very dark hair and Beth's was a touch lighter with those purple highlights.

A hand touched his shoulder, "Logan? Are you listening to me?"

"Sorry, Marie, I was miles away."

"Ah could see that, do you have anything to say?"

"You and Beth look so much like one another." Logan admitted, half of his mind on the present and half on the past.

"Oh God!" Marie exclaimed. "Ah can't make any sense out of you these days. Ah tell you ah love you and you tell me ah look like Beth. What the hell is going on with you? Ah always thought ah knew you, Logan, but now ah'm not sure. Ah'm not even sure ah ever knew you. All ah know now is that my heart is breakin' in two and you don't know who you are attracted to." Tears were in her eyes as he silently witnessed the anguish that crossed her face. She turned and fled from her room leaving him sitting on her bed watching her retreating figure.

"What am I doing?" Logan suddenly enquired to no-one, making a move to follow wherever Marie had gone to take refuge; but was stopped by the sudden infestation on his mind by Jean.

'Logan, the professor has found Beth. We need your help, please get yourself suited and meet Scott and I in Blackbird I.' Logan didn't need to think twice. He had to regain his link with his past and he would do anything to help out where Beth was concerned. Now what was he thinking? Was he really beginning to think of Beth as anything more than a friend? Surely not. Whatever he was thinking though he had to put to the back of his mind. Beth needed his help that was all; he couldn't let his emotions cloud his judgement.

Logan ran from Marie's room through the corridors and down the stairs to the awaiting lift. He was taken to the depths of the house where he quickly changed into his outfit and made his way to the 'bird'. Jumping in to the cockpit, alongside Scott he belted up and nodded to say 'I'm in'. They were soon off, hurtling at speed to the spot the Professor had given them co-ordinates for.

They jumped out of the plane and each made their way down to the lake, trying to find Beth. Logan spotted her first and shouted to Jean to join him as he ran the last few remaining yards to where she lay bruised and battered. "Beth," he called out. Nothing, not a sound nor movement. "Beth," he repeated, as he bent down over her, but there was still nothing.

By this time both Jean and Scott had joined him, and whilst Scott kept guard Jean and Logan did all they could to help Beth.

"Surprisingly, she is breathing." Jean said, indifferently as was her professional manner, "however, she is unconscious, probably from the pounding she has received."

"Is she gonna be okay?" Logan's voice was thick with concern.

"I don't know? It's too early to tell, Logan. I'm going to have to make a detailed assessment back at the lab. She could be bleeding internally or anything. On the face of it though, we can easily move her, she doesn't appear to have any broken bones or anything."

"Good, then lets get her out of here before we get company." And with that Logan had picked Beth's limp body up in his arms and was striding back towards the 'bird'. He placed her down in the back of the plane and never left her side once on the ride home, brushing her hair from her face and talking to her as if he had known her forever. He even carried her down to the lab and sat with Charles whilst Jean carried out the necessary tests.

Jean walked from the lab into the conference area, and noted the two concerned faces that looked upon her. "It's a shame Logan, that Beth doesn't have any of your healing factor. If she did she would be up and about in no time. At the moment, the best we can hope for is to wait and see. She has internal bleeding in her abdomen and many contusions over her body. Whoever did this to her didn't like her very much. These, along with knocks to her head and a general lack of strength have caused her to go into the coma she is now in. I'm sorry but I can't possibly tell you when she is going to come around or even if she is going to come around."

"Jean, that's just not good enough. We have to find some way to bring her out of this." Charles said, anguish ripping through him.

"I'm sorry, professor, that's the best we can do; unless like I said we can transfer some of Logan's healing power from himself to her."

"Rogue!" Logan said.

Charles looked at Logan, with an odd expression. "What, Logan?"

"Rogue, she took my power when she needed it, if we could then find a way for her to then transfer that power over to Beth then we could be in business."

"We wouldn't know where to start, Logan. Rogue has no way of controlling her ability and even if she did, we know she can take but can she give?" Jean enquired.

"Yes, she can," the professor said, a twinkle set in his eye. "Yes she can!"
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