I had successfully managed to hide the existence of the hammer from everyone, I hid it in one of my kitchen drawers the first chance I got. I can't risk anyone finding out I had resorted back to my old nasty habit.

"We are totally gonna kill this song" Sara says excitedly.

"You bet!" David wrapped his arms around her and squeezed tight. I see a tinge of a blush stain her cheeks and instantly alarms wail in my head. But the whole moment was ruined cause my boyfriend decided at that moment to start a tickle fight with me.

"Holy crap!" I jump on the spot as I try to defend myself.

"Dance puppet! Dance!" Kevin cries evilly.

I laugh so hard that tears begin to pile up, I lash out and kick at his leg. He hunches over and I dive at him for a tackle. "REVENGE!" I cry out as if I was charging into battle.

"You guys are revoltingly cute" David said with so much disgust.

"Stop being so jealous, you can get a girl too if you want" Sara said, jabbing an elbow into his side.

"Yea, obviously. But none of the girls available are desirable" he said absently.

"Ooooooooooooooh!!" Kevin rolls me over to highfive David.

"Urgh men," I huff. "David you are such an a**hole. There are a ton of girls that'll rip off a right arm- there's or not- to date you."

"Yes, but most of them are just a bunch of Fifi's" David replied.

I don't think I need to explain the fact as to why some girls are being referred to as Fifi or why Fifi has a class of girls being refer to as her.

"Yea that may be true," Kevin said. "But..." he wraps his arm around my shoulder. "...diamonds are always found in the darkest of places."

"Awwww! Babe!" I jump him and we kiss.

"Urgh!" David recoils away from us. "I'm out! You guys are really testing the extent to my gag reflex."

David picks up his jacket from the coat rack by the door, and instantly heads out.

"Dave! Wait up! You're my ride damn you!" Sara ran after him. As she tries to pull on one shoe and runs out the door giving up on putting the other she yells over her shoulder at me. "See you tonight guys!"

"Uhmhm!" I wave at her as I wrap my legs around Kevin and we tumble towards the living room and land on the couch. We stay there for a while and just savor in each other's company. After an hour of doing nothing but chatter and ramble and acting like complete goofballs, Kevin gets up.

"I gotta get going" he says, looking at his watch.

"Whyyyyyyyyyy!" I moan my disinterest.

He grins, leans down and kisses my forehead. "If I don't go pick up Wade Reed'll start experimenting on him again."

Defying both human logic and physics I both grin and grimace. "Oh."

"Sorry babe, but the topic can't be avoided"

"I know, I'm sorry," I stand up, "I'm being unreasonable" I hug him. "Go, I understand."

"You're the best!" Kevin kisses me again.

"I know" I muse as I look up into his eyes.

Krack! We hear the back kitchen door get kicked in but we don't even flinch and continue looking into each other eyes.

"Where are you losers!?" the deepest voice on earths calls.

"I'm gonna sneak out the front door before he sees me" Kevin whispers as quietly as possible.

"I may not see you but I'd definitely hear you" Logan stomps into the room. He glares at Kevin momentarily, and then sets his gaze on me. "Where's the beer-"

"Top left corner of the freezer" I say before he can finish.

He heads for it immediately.

"See you tonight?" Kevin says after kissing me.

"Sure thing" I walk him to my door.

"Later Wolfy!" Kevin calls teasingly towards Logan.

"F*ck you" Logan replies in the exact same tone.

I break out snickering. Kevin pinches my cheeks, and leans in for one last kiss.

"Bye," he says.

"Bye" I answer, and close the door behind him.

Logan walks passed me with a tube of my leftover spaghetti into the living room, turning on the TV and falling down into his regular arm chair. If people thought Sheldon was protective of 'his spot' they have not met Logan yet. He'd go full on Wolverine if you dared think of sitting on his precious chair. I know, cause David foolishly tried.

"Don't you think you guys kiss too much?" he says out of nowhere.

"Huh? What?" I asked, confused, walking after him.

"The two of you," he waves a fork full of pasta as an indicator. "You kiss way too much, and I worked on the same team as Jean and Scotty"

"We do not!" I protest. "We kiss just enough times as does any normal average healthy couple"

"You may be normal and average, but you're definitely not healthy."

I cringe at his words, and instead of allowing the words to sink in I retaliate and kick him as hard as I can in the shin. A loud clang resonates around the room, Logan just shrugs and continues shoving down pasta.

"Adamantium bones" he reminds me.

I growl at him and walk out of the room. "How about I set you over a fire, will your Adamantium save you then?" I hiss.

"You do know my hearing is better than all your senses combined right? And yes it will save me"

I growl some more and march up the stairs. "Then how come your precious sense of smell couldn't detect the beer?"

"It was in a bottle in the freezer in the fridge!" he calls after me.

"Argh!!"

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I decided to go for a quick evening jug to clear my head before the gig me, Sara, Kevin and David had tonight. I make it round a sleek metal building as my hoodie bounces around my body frame.

This gig was a really big deal for us, and the venue was offering a really solid price given the fact that the owner was able to crack my identity. It wasn't everyday people remembered and recognized me as a previous member of the Fantastic Four.

The sharp gut wrenching pain slams into me again at the thought of my previous life. I tilt my head down and push myself to jug 5 extra miles, the rapid beating of my heart distracted me from everything other then the urge to breathe. I rest by a nearby mini-mart near the central outskirts of town, I grab two bottles of water and chug them down like a damn fish. I toss the money on the counter for the clerk and rush out due to the curious eye he was giving me.

"OH MY GOD!"

"LOOK OUT!"

"AAAAAAAHHH!"

People yelled and screamed and I look up to see everyone's attention was on a billboard that was displaying breaking news. On the screen I see Tony flying around helplessly as he was engaged in a pretty extreme battle with Doom. And just by the side I see the rest of the Avengers taking on minor villains like the Serpents Society. But I spot Cap fighting a bunch of Hydra goons with....

I cringe.

It's them...

"...Reports state that the Avengers and the Fantastic Four are in a very precarious situation, no one can predict the outcome of the sudden abrupt battle initiated by the super villains of New York..." Jill, that nice news reporter lady who kept terrorizing Jim for me, was saying on screen with a grave look on her face. "....won't anyone help them?" she pleaded.

"Oh no!"

"HELP!"

I stand there with a straight and flat expression on my face, I look up at the jumbo screen. Now, one would think I'd have a burst of emotions, a rash rush of protectiveness and I'll run to everyone's help.

Frankly?

I'd prefer if they all ended up dead.

"Oh look!" I hear Jill cries in delight, "Jonathan Storm is on the scene and it seems he brought with him the X-Men!"

At the mention of that name I bite the inside of my cheeks really hard, I don't even look up at the screen again as I turn around and bolt from the spot.

"What a relief!" I still hear Jill continue to talk. "The tides have turned and it seems once again the good guys will win...." I tried to focus on the road in front of me, but I couldn't block myself from hearing her last words. "....All thanks to Johnny Storm."

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I slam the front door shut.

"I'm home!" I cry.

"No one cares," Logan answers.

I can't help but laugh, despite Logan's God awful attitude he was welcomed company. After I moved back home Logan has practically moved in with me, I think it's the sense of loyal that comes with his powers. He maybe a grouch on the outside but he would slice anyone who dared lay a finger on me. He was like a human sized version of a hostile guard dog.

"Aren't you supposed to be helping the fight that's going on in town?" I swallow as I try to skip over the raw facts, "I heard the X-men got called in"

"I'm on artistic leave," he replied me as I walk into the living room.

After my run I was a sweaty mess...again. But on my way back I pushed myself more then I would have, my skin is practically glistening right now and my hoodie is soaked.

Who the hell goes jogging with a hoddie anyway!?

"You call eating all my food and messing up my place artistic leave?" I complain as I begin picking up after him.

"Is there any other type for a man?"

"Uuuuurgh!" I groan as I carried all the bowls, plastic wraps and beer bottle. Ever since I moved back home I developed this sense of...nurturing?-Is the best way I can put it. I'm slightly more patient, I can cook way better then I already could, and I tidy up after people.

Living by yourself really does change you, no one tells you what to do so now you have to tell yourself what to do and that it really hard. For the first month or so I was a wreck. Taking care of yourself is really hard....being an adult is really hard.

To one point David's mom had to intervene and show me the ropes to living by myself. Yes, granted the woman hated my guts, but after the ordeal I endured she decided to give me a break. Around the time I got the hang of things was when Wolverine began popping over.

I wobble towards the kitchen with my Leaning Tower of Junk and made it safely to the sink. Instead of leaving the stuff there I just decide to wash everything cause I always get too lazy to do it later. As I did the dishes I vaguely wondered who usually washed the dishes back when I lived at the Baxter Building. Maybe Susan?

I tense and try my best to not think about her, try not to think about them, try not to think about that life....

Cause it was all fake....it was all a lie.

My body begins to tremble as I try to get a handle on things. I feel nausea begin to take over me, I rush to the cabinet where I hide the hammer, grab it and I run up the stairs.

"Wha-?" Logan didn't have time to look over his shoulder as I'm already upstairs. I run straight down to the last room and I climb up a couple of three or more stairs till I reached the empty wooden room that my parents like to call the attic.

I shut the door behind me and lock it. Without even thinking I lift the hammer up and whack it against the nearest wall, the resonating sound was calming and the energy I exerted was making me still. Before my nerves could start shaking again I take another whack and dent the wood. I pull it out take the other side of the hammer (the pointy part) down onto the floor and crack the whole wood from the sheer force.

I keep whacking, hitting, and banging till my limbs felt numb. I drop the hammer on the floor and step back, look at the damage I'd done. Just minor dents and breaks, it wasn't as bad as last time so things must be getting better. I cast a frighten glance at the wall on the other side of the room, the wall that suffered the most damage my first month back. It was fixed and cleaned now, but way back when there wasn't even a wall there, just a gaping black hole that I created.

Knock, knock, knock...

The sound was soft and gentle, I open the door without hesitation. Logan stood there with an expression on his face I couldn't quite place. He was holding a bottle of water in his hand and offered it to me, I take it and lean back against the wall I initially first started hitting. Logan drops down next to me and stays quiet.

"I only just did this today you know, it's not something that's been going on secretly or anything" I say absently.

He stays silent.

"I just had to get it out, I couldn't help myself!" I blurt out.

He doesn't say a word.

"Who are you to judge me!?"

Now he laughs at me. He lifts his hand and pats me on the back, but I instead reach out for a hug. I can't help suppressing the tears anymore, I told myself I'll have only one moment of weakness a week...but I really didn't cry earlier now did I?

Logan wasn't good at emotions or catering to feelings, but he really went out of his way with me, "Penny for your thoughts?"

I shake my head as I lean back up, I manage a meek laugh and begin wiping my eyes. "I just don't get it," I say in a strangled voice overwhelmed with emotion.

"Just don't get what?" Logan asked.

"I just don't get why they kicked me out" I say wobbly, "Why they turned their backs on me"

I shake my head as I look down in front of me, my hair tumbling to the sides covering my face. It was a good thing cause Logan might think I was still crying, but in truth my face had turned murderous and cold.

"Why did the Fantastic Four abandon me?"

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Authors Note

You know I think I'll stop posting my notes at the end, they're getting kinda tedious aren't they?

I know it's been three weeks since I last updated but we are getting there dudes, I have paused all my other stores till after I graduate but this one and my Niley....I just can't. They were the first two...Adam and Eve. And what would the world have been without Adam and Eve?

I can't wait till I'm done with school so I can Wattpad all day long!

So back to the story, what'd you think of the new twists and turns? I was checking back on previous chapters I'd posted and I really was surprised that someone like me could've written a story like this. I actually connected with you guys and realized why y'all love it so much.

Which makes it all the more meaningful to me as to how you've all stayed along for the ride, and have stuck it out with me till now. Thank you all so much, from the very bottom of my heart.

Also on a completely unrelated news, my YouTube channel is up! Yes, I finally did it. I'm still very very new but I think I'll become something big someday. I'm too shy to share it right now cause I just upload cartoon theories and analysis and other minor rubbish. And I suddenly developed this fear of y'all hearing my voice. But if you guys pester me enough I just might cave in and give up the channel name.

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