Leo was silent as he followed the scary burly man. His warm brown eyes were guarded as his curiousity and need for shelter, no matter how temporary, kept him going. His inner flame remained steady in his chest, keeping him from being chilled by the New England evening air. The man before him was still terrifying and all, but he had to be safer than anyone else he had been with.

This blade man was certainly different from all the... Unexplained individuals he had run into. From more beastly creatures to handy one eyed men. He was gruff and held an air of aggression, though held a seemingly protective streak as he glared at anyone who dared stare at them the wrong way. He felt... Strong. And at the same time, he felt safe.

He licked his lips, trying to give his body more to do in an effort to not get distracted, nor let fatigue set in. He stumbled in an attempt for his overly tired body to keep up with the man. The man stopped and looked back with an angry growl. Leo took a step back and gave a sheepish smile. The man gave him a once over and grunted. In a swift move, he scooped Leo up in his arms. Leo's eyes widened as he froze in his arms.

His breath was quiet and shallow until the man kept walking. Leo looked down at his legs and mumbled how he could walk himself and didn't need to be carried.

"Doubt it. You look ready to fall over."

Leo would've said more but he felt safe, and comfortable. His body felt heavy and his eyelids began to close, unaware of where he was being taken, but put his little faith in the man hoping that for once he wouldn't be hurt by it.

Logan grunted as he walked towards Xavier's school with a sleeping Latino child cuddling into his chest. His skin radiating a comfortable heat along with rhythmic breathing creating a seemingly peaceful atmosphere. But the small Canadain remained tense, knowing his luck, anyone could be stupid enough to attack a mutant safe haven.

He wasn't surprised though when he made it to the front of the admission safely, or that Charles Xavier himself was waiting on the other side of the door, despite it being eleven at night.

"Welcome back Logan. I see you have a new friend," Charles said with mild humor coming through his voice. Logan rolled his eyes before explaining to the wheelchair bound mutant.

"Kid's a pyro. Just about burned a group of punks in an alley."

Xavier raised a brow before looking back at the sleeping Latino. The boy yawned and then nuzzled his face into Logan's chest, allowing himself to fall into a deeper sleep. He murmured some Spanish under his breath.

"A young mutant? I will have to check Cerebro. He is more than welcome to stay here though Logan."

"Thanks Chuck. Got a room for him?"

"If he could room with you tonight, I will talk to Kurt tomorrow about rooming with him."

"You think the kid'll be fine with Kurt?"

"Is that concern I hear?" Charles joked. Logan said nothing and just narrowed his eyes. Charles continued, not bothered in the least, "I believe he'll be fine."

"He's terrified of his own power."

"I can imagine. Fire is not easy to control."

Logan grunted in agreement. Leo shifted in his arms again, in what seemed to be an attempt to get closer followed by a pathetic whimper. Logan rolled his eyes but held him closer. Leo's head rolled right onto his collarbone where he seemed to be content.

"Not a word Chuck."

"I never said anything."

"But you damn well thought it."

Charles smiled with amusement as he turned to lead Logan and little Leo to a room for the night. Logan followed with the sleeping Latino hoping this kid wouldn't scream when he woke up to an unknown place.

"So he was burning in an alley?" Charles asked. Logan glared. While he wasn't saying anything yet on how the kid had shown his powers, Charles wasted no time in seeing for himself by delving into his mind.

"Yeah. No scars though."

"Mmm. Perhaps he would get along well with Bobby."

"Or they'll hate each other. Fire and ice don't mix."

"Exactly. If Leo fears his power, Bobby could assist him. Ice does melt into water after all."

"Pretty sure this kid would turn it right into steam."

His flames were intense in the alley, paper didn't even need to come in contact with him in order to shrivel and burn into char and ashes. While Bobby was his own kind of threatening with his ice, he wasn't all that certain it could cool off the little Latino. Especially considering the kid's control. His fire had curled tighter around himself when he was frightened, not lashed out in fearful aggression.

"His control seems to be rather high considering his age," Charles commented. Logan scowled at the telepath.

"Just stop Chuck."

Leo opened his eyes slowly, relishing in softness that surrounded him. Softness he hadn't felt in years. He sighed before realizing he didn't recognize where he was. His brown eyes shifted left to right looking around a well kept room. He placed his palms on the mattress and sat up slowly shifting his gaze around the room. He licked his dry lips in a need to move around.

"Finally awake kid?"

Leo jumped, his head whipping around to see the short burly man from the night before sitting in a chair looking quite bored.

"Where am I?" Leo questioned, his eyes wide with curiousity and slight fear.

"A school. I know a guy here who said you could stay. No need to worry."

Leo gave him an incredulous look.

"Then where is he?" Leo questioned.

"You're a paranoid little brat aren't you?"

Leo didn't say anything but continued to stare.

"He's in the students' cafeteria. He wants to talk to you."

Leo curled up a bit, not entirely sure what was going on. Since when did anyone other than his mother care about him. He blinked back tears and tried to ignore the throbbing pain in his chest from the memories of his mother. He took a shaky breath. He had to push those memories aside until he was alone.

"O-okay," he said slipping out of the bed, "Let's go."

Dammit. I didn't think I'd add more. Still open for others to use. Seriously guys...