Through the haze of blood loss Kurt hear a voice. It was Logan. Of course Logan had found him. What with his keen sense of smell. He heard ripping fabric and went to pull away as his wrists were being wrapped, but he didn't have the energy to do that. He felt himself being picked up. He leaned against Logan as he was being carried. His mind going to places he knew it shouldn't and he fought of the wicked thoughts that came to his mind.

At some point he had passed out. His eye fluttered open and he found himself in the medical bay. He tried to sit up but the world spun and he laid back down.