The ride to vegas was almost unbearable on a motorcycle. Stopping along the way, however only for the absolute shortest amount of time. It took about a day for us to get there, I didn't know why James didn't just drive a car, it would have been much easier. {He would have never found a car as good as mine though] I learned that Johnny ran a gym called "Spectre" in Las Vegas. It was wierd think about it. if I would have gone to vegas, would I have even noticed if I saw him in the crowd? Its been a long time, I didn't know if he was still the same person, or even if he aged at all. I didn't know how it worked for all mutants, only James and I because of how we heal. I guess...we just can't die...

It was a horrble notion to accept, to know that you'll out live all of your family, your "normal" friends, moving ever couple of years when people start noticing you haven't aged at all. We had to be nomadic, unless..."Unless you find someone else like you...or someone that accepted your mutation...I had that once." I sighed, and pushed that from my mind. We would be arriving soon. I leaned forward, resting my chin on James' shoulder.

I took a deep breath. "SO what did hear about Wade?" I yelled so he would be able to hear me.

He didn't answer right away. "I heard he quit the team around the same time as all of you!" He yelled back. "He dropped off the map after a while. He stayed here in Vegas for a while! Kept to himself though!"

I bit my bottom lip and put my forhead against the back of his shoulder, shielding myself from the rough winds. "He lived right here in vegas?! All these years...and I could have been loving him..." I leaned back up next to James' ear again. "Take me to where he lived!" I yelled. He pulled up to the gym and sighed as he turned his bike off.

"You'll have to get his address from Johnny." he said not looking at me. "I have to get some information Blyss, take this." He handed me a cell phone. "I'll call you if I leave here, just..." He hugged me tightly. "Stay safe alright?" He whispered. I pulled away and nodded. He looked up to the huge neon sign that read "SPECTRE'S GYM" and sighed heavily. "You ready for a reuinion?"

I nodded and followed him inside, and up to the office. At first it seemed empty, but a familiar "poof" sound and he was right in front of us, wearing an aged smirk. He wasn't aging as quickly as the mortals were, but he was still aging, you can see it in his eyes.

"Well, well, well." he began. "An angel from my past just walked right into my gym" He said giving me a hug. I laughed and he looked to James. "And shes followed by an old ugly mug." I laughed again and we all sat down in his office. "beer?" He offered. We both nodded. "So I hear you're going by Logan these days." He said to James.

I looked over to him. "I didn't know that, you want me to call you Logan?" I asked. he kinda smiled and gave an awkward nod. I nodded back. "I'm sorry Jame...Logan." He laughed and nudged my arm.

Logan explained everything to him, about what happened to him, and why I was following him around.

It got silent for a moment so I took a deep breath and asked..."Johnny?" He looked over to me. "I have a favour to ask of you..."

"Well shoot baby girl." He said. "Can't be as big as what Logans asking of us here."

I looked to the floor. "I need Wade's address." I said. I didn't look up but Ic ould feel the heart broken look he was giving me. I didn't want to see it, I already knew I wouldn't find him there, but it didn't stop my heart from hoping it was going to be like a fairy tale. We're mutants, there is no fairy tales for us... When I looked back up, he was handing me a piece of paper.

"Won't take you long on foot." He said giving me that same sad look. I reached up, taking it in my hand. I looked at this piece of paper as if I were going to see Wade there in the writing. I'm building myself up for a huge let down, I can feel it in my bones.

Logan stood up quickly. "Now Blyss," He began.

"I know." I said cutting him off. I sighed. "I know he won't be there." I said finishing his unspoken words. "I just need to see..." He nodded. Johnny wouldn't look at me. "Just call me when you're ready to go, and you can pick me up alright?" HE nodded, hugged me really tight, Johnny did the same. I walked out, pulling the long black cloak-like sweater closed, and putting the hood over my face. If Victor was around, it would already be easy enough for him to find me out in the open, I would at least try to hide myself.

I left the gym and walked with a fast pace towards the address on the paper. My heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn't help but think about what had happened between us, the night we argued..."*"He backed up in defence. "Blyss," He began. "Now, you forced me to do that." He tried reasoning.

"You haven't seen force yet...baby." I said, flames grew around my eyes as they faded white, the flames on my hands went full on. This was about to be an all out fight. I lunged for him, he grabbed my wrists, burning his hands. "You're a murderer!" I yelled shoving him against my dresser, smashing it. I let my flames die down for the moment he was holding my wrists. I truthfully didn't want to hurt him. "You're just like him!" I screamed pushing myself away from him.

He gave me one of the deadliest looks I've ever seen. He grabbed my desk chair, smashing it with one of his katanas. "LIKE HIM!?" He yelled back. "I'm NOTHING like him!" He yelled shoving me into the wall with enough force to put a huge indent in it.

"You're his dog!" I screamed letting my hands take flame again. I grabbed his shirt reaching for him, it singed and burned in my grasp. He shoved me away putting himself out. "Why can't you just admit it?!" I screamed.

"Because its not true!" He yelled again. He dropped and sweep kicked my legs out from under me as I moved to attacked him again. I hit the floor with a loud thump.

"If you were ordered you to kill me," I yelled as he pinned me down. "what would you do?!" I screamed trying to shove him off. He stopped and looked down into my eyes, I could see the pain in his eyes. He leaned down brushing his nose against mine. I sobbed turning away from him. "what would you do?" I asked as tears ran down my face. "tell me." I said. I stopped trying to fight.

"Blyss..." His voice was soft now. "You really think I would do something like that?" He asked.

I shoved him off of me, and we both stood up, facing each other. Him, sword in hand, my flames turned blue and clamed in my hands. I wiped the tears from my face. "Would you?" I asked again.

"Of coarse not!" he yelled, he was getting angry again. "God!" he yelled. "I know the guys think I'm stupid, but really?!" He yelled knocking my desk over and hacking at it with his sword several times. "I would never fucking hurt you!" He yelled not looking at me.

"Why can't you just look at me, and tell me..." I said keeping a distance.

He turned, noticing the distance I put between us. He huffed, throwing his sword aside, looking right into my eyes, and started stepping towards me. "I would kill him where he stood." He said. he came over and kissed me roughly, holding my face against his, I pulled apart only enough to sob and he kissed me again, and again, and again. "I love you Blyss." His voice was pained. "How could you think I would ever hurt you?!!" He yelled grabbing my wrists, throwing me back on my bed. He kissed me with so much passion, that I was speechless, my lips were sore from his hard kisses, but I couldn't stop him, i didn't want to stop him. "tell me you love me too, please! Say it...." He said through gritted teeth, pinning my wrists harder against the bed.

I looked up into his eyes. "I love you, of coarse I love you." I said softly. "But what I saw..." He huffed again pushing himself away from me, smashing my headboard against the wall in the process. "Wade...you didn't have to...you could have walked away with James and I..." I pleaded.

"Just go Blyss..." He said looking away from me.

"Wade...I..."

"What?!" He yelled again. "What do you want me to say?!" He pleaded pulling me close to him again. "I should have walked away, I should have!" He yelled. He kissed me one more time, with so much fire, it made me feel inferior. "I should have..." he said just above a whisper leaning his head against mine. "But I didn't." He said brushing his fingers over my cheek softly, looking in my eyes. "I can't change what I did...so just go...if you can't see past it, leave." he said almost tearing up. I shook my head leaning away from, leaving him stand there alone...I couldn't explain how much I was hurting at that one moment. My world was crumbling around me, so I did the only thing I thought I could do at the time.

My eyes were burning now, with tears. My flames died down completely. "I am Wade." I said grabbing my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. "I'm going, getting the hell away from this!" I screamed. "I refuse to be his dog!" I walked to my door, I twisted the knob, locked. I didn't wanna FUCK with the lock, so I just kicked it open..."*"

I stood outside of the apartment building with tears in my eyes. The night we said we loved eachother, was the night we left one another...for good. I jimmied the lock on his apartment door, it opened with a long creaking sound. "I wanna tell you that he was standing there, getting dressed, he turned around and saw me, his smile lit up the room, I ran to him, he embraces me tightly, kisses me, we apologise and live happily ever after...but like I said, we're mutants...there are no fairy tales for us..." The lights were off, the blankets on the bed weren't made. A small one room apartment, I walked in, the only light was from a neon sign across the street, and the moon. I ran my fingers over his pillow softly. **an image of him laying on his bed. "Theres the most beautiful person in the world." he said smiling.

"Aww, your so sweet Wade." I said smiling.

"No." He said. "I was talking to that handesome devil in the mirror."**

I smiled. I picked up his pillow, hugging it close to me. His scent overtook me once again. It had been so long, I almost forgot what he smelled like. His cologne. I missed it so much. On his desk in the corner, there was an unopened stack of letters, a few bills...and a note. It seemed as though he had scribbled and crossed out a few of the starting lines and wrote a few words on the bottom...I sat down and picked it up. A new rush of tears overtook my eyes. "Blyss, I'm sorry. I love you. come back to me." I read out loud, to myself in the dark. I folded it and put it in my back pocket. I took one of the blanks sheet os paper and wrote a note of my own.

**Wade, I'm sorry too. I love you. Wait for me. ~Blyss**

The was a picture, torn to show only he and I. My heart ached, I wanted to just die now. But I couldn't. I don't get that luxory. I opened the large drawer under the main desk.

I ran my fingers the length of the blades. His Katanas were laid in velvet in this drawer. "oh Wade..." I whispered. It was clear to me now. He wouldn't go anywhere without these. The first day I met him, he had these strapped to his back, running down the street from his ex's wedding. The memory made me smile, but it faded quickly with the realisation. I picked up one of his red shirts, cut it to reveal my toned belly, and put it on. I strapped his katanas to my back, and put his shades on my head. I laid my cloak on his bed, picked up the picture, putting it in my bra, I wanted it close to my heart. The one place Wade will always stay. I loved him once, and I love him still. I'll kill anyone that gets in our way, all to help me feel better. They took him from me, they took any chance of seeing him again, now I'm going to show them all what hell looks like.

the phone rang in my front pocket. I answer, Logan said he was waiting outside. We had to make a stop in a casino in New orleans. So another couple days or so, and I would make those bastards pay. I walked outside to get on the back of Logan's bike again. He saw me, the way I was now dressed, and Wade's katanas. he gave me a sincere look as I climbed on. I didn't want pity, I wanted revenge, no matter how right or wrong. This was for Wade, he would have deffinatly wanted it.

"Blyss..." he paused. "I'm sorry." he said sadly.

"Lets go." I said staring straight ahead. He squeezed my hand, and we were off. I didn't want it to take longer than it had to.

The lights of las vegas seemed a blur as we were riding past. I wanted this time anyway, I wanted to just close my eyes and try to relive each moment I shared with the man I love more than anything. I Held on to LOgan tight, laid my head against his back, and closed my eyes. "His green eyes, his smile. He would take it so easy on me when we trained, get so jealous when I would train with James...Logan. Sneak into my room at night, like we were teenagers trying to sneak around our parents." I smiled letting tears fall. "Chasing eachother around the corridors upstairs. Cooking breakfast together, stealing kisses randomly through out the day, him cheating at chess." I laughed to myself opening my eyes to the huge, star shimmering night sky. "If there was ever a reason I would want death..." I paused and smiled letting the cool breeze dry my tears. "it would be just to be with you again Wade."