Get Away

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Logan, Bobby, Poultice, Rouge, John and I bolting toward the nearest working car.

"Get in! Get in!" Logan ordered as he opened up the driver's side and leaped in. I fumbled in the back but it was a tiger squeeze.

"This is Cyclops car," Bobby told Logan but I could tell Logan didn't care. He put up his middle claw and started the engine. The car roared to life and sped forward, screeching.

We drove down a ways before I noticed Rouge giver back Logan's dogtag that read Wolverine. I smiled a bit and felt Poultice press into me, whimpering a bit. After a little while John leaned forward.

"I hate uncomfortable silences." He turned on the music full blast and I snarled before Logan fumbled to turn it off. Suddenly a strange device with an X popped out.

"I don't think that's the CD player," Bobby whispered as he grabbed it and passed it to Logan.

"What was your first hint," I asked as I reared on my hind legs and grasped his scruff, pulling him back. He sat back beside me and I yawned.

"So where are we headed," asked Poultice nervously. This was the first time he had been without his brother.

"Scott and Jean are in Boston so that's where we're headed, "answered Logan.

"My parents live in Boston," breathed Bobby so quietly that I'm not sure anyone heard him.

Logan pressed on the gas and we surged forward.

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