Logan woke to the sound of gun shots, screaming and frantic breathing. His eyes were a bit bleary but he knew he was back in that desert again. And again, the pregnant woman was running her hand over her stomach reaching for the man running beside her. Like before, when Logan thought to help her because he thought she was about to fall, she tumbled down the side of the sand dune. The man went with her, but more carefully. There was something familiar about the scene. A sort of connection that was electric on a totally different level from electric blue. This was a low hum of familiarity, but electric blue was the sharp spark of a teaser that rendered him almost unconscious.
He was busy studying the woman and the man who was trying to calm her down. They both had blonde hair, though the m
