Theressa criede softly as Logan entered her room.

"Kid, can I come in?"

No answer.

"Look I'm sorry that you had to go through that. I've been there before. It wasn't easy for me to watch you tonight. It was hard for me to throw you in to that wall. I didn't......"

"No, you didn't hurt me any more than I already was. Logan, I was so scared that I would lose my family and be alone forever. You can't imagen how many times I wanted to cry tonight but I wouldn't let myself because Apocalypse would have known that he had won. For the first time in my life I was scared that I would die in that cell. When are you leaving?"

"What makes you so sure that I'm leaving right away?"

"Well, don't you always leave after you help us with something?"

"Yeah, but I thought that I might stick around and help pay for the window I broke. Besides, with that wound on your wrist, Jeannie says you won't be able to teach your class for at least three weeks. Says that you have to get the circulation back in your hand before you can do any more fighting."

"So your saying that you are going to take over my class."

"All's I'm sayin' is that I'm sayin' for a little while longer and yes I am taking over your class."

Theressa's eyes lit up and her scar went from dark blue to baby blue. She ran to the door way and gave Wolverine a big hug.

"Thank you. Thank.... Wait. Your not doing this for me are you? Does this have anything to do with what I said earlier?"

Logan looked at Theressa and then at the ground. "Maybe, a little bit. But I reall want to stay. That's all right with you isn't it?"

"Are you kidding? When do you start?"

"I think sometime tomorrow, maybe. Do you feel like getting something to eat?"

Theressa nodded. Even though she told Logan and every one else that she was fine, she wasn't. She still, and probably always would, have nightmares about that night and what would have happened if Apocalypse had succecded.