Flashback

"Do you think your condition is going to get better?" Irina said as she looked Logan in the eyes, his own bloodshot as he'd been drinking again. "Alcohol isn't going to heal you. You need to see a doctor."

Logan looked up at her, his eyes filled with venom, "Worry about yourself, Irina. I am just fine."

"Why can't you accept any help?" she replied, her heart hurting as she looked at him, "You know I love you and I want us to have a life together and I know you have very well founded reservations against that but at least take care of yourself. You are worth it."

Logan shook his head, "I won't be your problem in a few days. I'm taking the Professor away. Now, are you and I going to have a proper goodbye?"

Irina shook her head as she felt him slip his arms around her waist, "Logan, I don't understand why I have to stay here while you go. I can help you two."

Logan ignored her and placed his lips against hers, giving into his feelings for her for the last time.

Irina hadn't stayed in once place for very long as she searched the US for any signs of Logan. She'd gotten lucky as she'd heard of a large event near the border so she began driving on route 83 on the search for any other sign of their existence.

As she drove through Oklahoma, she was lost in memories of her short but wonderful time with Logan. It broke her heart that he didn't care enough for himself to get better or to even try. As she sat, lost in thought, she ran into a truck just ahead of her that was spiraling across the highway. Her head slammed on the steering wheel as she lost consciousness.

"Logan, you must go check on the driver of that vehicle," Charles Xavier stated as he looked out and saw all the damage, including horses running amok on the highway.

"None of these things are our problem and we need to get moving. Someone will come along," Logan replied as he looked down to see the young girl looking out the window at the horses, fascinated.

"Someone has come along," Charles replied, "I will calm the horses and you can go see if that person is ok."

Logan huffed as she threw open his door and got out of the truck to check on the driver of the small car that had hit them in their spin out. "Are you ok?" he asked loudly as he got closer to the driver's side window.

He didn't hear a response so he moved closer to see a woman face down against the steering wheel, knocked out. He opened the door before reaching down and lightly tapping on her shoulder, "Miss, you need to wake up," he said, his tone filled with annoyance.

Irina felt someone tapping on her shoulder as she began to open her eyes again. The voice speaking to her sounded familiar as she tried to raise her head to look at who it belonged too.

She took a deep breath and pulled her head up, it always amazed her that her blood could heal anyone but herself. She turned her head and saw Logan standing above her, "Logan, is it really you?" she asked, her voice weak as she assumed she must be hallucinating.

Logan looked at her, his own face filled with surprise as he took in the sight before him, "Irina? What on Earth are you doing here?" he asked, his voice filled with surprise.

Irina took a deep breath as she sat back into the driver's seat, relaxing her sore muscles, "I have been looking for you since the day you left," she admitted, "What have you gotten yourself into?" she asked, knowing she was following a trail of destruction that he had been leaving behind.

Logan sighed as he reached into the car to help her out. Irina lost her balance as soon as she was on her feet causing her to fall into his ready arms, "It's a long story but I guess you're coming with us," he groaned as he lifted her into his arms and put her in the backseat of the truck with Charles.

"Irina?" Charles said with a bright smile, "It's so good to see you."

Irina nodded with a smile, "Hello Professor, I have missed you. Who's the young girl?" she asked, looking her way.

"That's Logan's daughter," Charles replied while Logan was out of the truck helping the family with their horses.

"His daughter?" Irina replied, letting the news sink in, "I guess I know now why he wouldn't let me come with you two. He never wanted anything real with me," she finished sending out so much sadness from her mind that Charles felt a deep pain in his own heart.

"It's not like that," he tried to explain but stopped as Logan got back into the truck.

"Thanks to your kindness, these people want us to come to their home for dinner," Logan announced, "And they won't take no for an answer."

"That sounds wonderful," Charles said as he shook off the sadness that he was getting from Irina.

"Based on what's following you, I would suggest that you continue moving," Irina commented.

"Don't you mean 'we'?" Logan asked, turning to look at her.

"I don't know how long I'll be sticking around," she replied looking away from him and out the window.

"What?" Logan replied, annoyed, "You spent a year looking for me and now that you've found me, you just want to leave?"

Irina smirked, "I just finally know why I couldn't come and I see that there is no place for me here with you, that's all."

"Out of the truck!" Logan yelled as he flung open his own door and walked toward the trees waiting on Irina to meet him there.

Irina sighed as she took a deep breath and got out of the truck, finally feeling strong again, and walked over to the trees where Logan was waiting on her, "Yes?" she said, her tone short.

"What the Hell is going on with you?" he asked, "I really have no time for this right now but somehow as you have always been able to do, I'm making time." As he stopped speaking, he burst into a coughing fit that nearly had him doubled over.

"You're still sick?" she asked, "Why haven't you gotten that check out? Charles told me that girl is your daughter so if you have a family wherever you ran to then I know I'm not welcome there," she explained, being more open because of her sudden worry for him as she already noticed the limp.

"She's not my daughter in the way that you're thinking," Logan replied once he'd caught his breath, "And I can't go see a doctor because they don't know how to treat people like us and because it is probably what is inside of me that makes me who I am that's killing me. Laura, the girl in the truck, is a genetically engineered soldier and my DNA was used," he explained looking down at her, his face filled with emotions she couldn't read.

"So that's why those people are after you?" Irina asked reaching up and placing her hand gently onto his cheek.

Logan nodded, suppressing a cough as he looked into her blue eyes which he hadn't done in over a year, and realizing how much he'd missed her, "A woman found me and asked me to take her and Laura to North Dakota but she was killed already. She left a video and what it means for Laura is that they want to kill her and end their first project because they've moved onto something else."

"If we go to that family's house," Irina began, "They could be killed. We have to just keep moving."

"Charles wants to go and I can't talk him out of anything," Logan replied, "But if you're there too, it'll be a big help if we get attacked. I'm sorry I left before and I can't promise much better but if we get through this alive, I can try," Logan stated as he leaned down and placed his lips against hers as he had done a year ago but this time in hopes that it wouldn't end in goodbye.