Logan helped me to the medical room and onto a bed. I told him he had to pop my knee bac in place.

"Are you sure?" Logan asked.

"Logan, you are going to have to do this. Do it now. Wait." I grabbed a rag that was near me and put it in my mouth. Then I nodded my head.

Logan took a deep breath and then pooped my knee back in place. I clentched down on the rag and yelled.

"You ok?" Logan asked.

I took the rag out of my mouth and laid on the bed. "Yeah, I'll be fine."

Logan then cleaned my face where the lamp hit me.

"You should rest now."

"Ok, but please don't leave me."

Logan sat on a chair that was by the bed. "I'm right here."

I couldn't get what acg453 said out of my mind. I know Cheyenne and I aren't close, but I still don't want to see anything happen to her. I was still sore after the fight, but I didn't care. I had to find Cheyenne.

"Where do you think you're going?" Logan asked.

"I need to find Cheyenne."

"You shouldn't be up. You still need rest."

"Logan, you know I won't rest so don't try to stop me."

"I know, but I have to try. I'm coming with you."

"You don't have to."

"Yes I do. Someone has to keep an eye on you."

I smiled. "All right. Then let's go."

(Nightcrawler just dropped acg453 five miles. He's gonna take a little nap now.)

I was in the medical room cleaning my arm after Enola attacked me. Logan came up behind me.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm fine. I wonder what Enola wanted with my blood. I know she is crazy, but what could she use my blodd for?"

"I don't know, but we need to be careful and keep an eye out."

I nodded.