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It was nearly midnight when Storm woke up to the sound of pounding on the front door. She got up from her bed, put on a blue and silver jacket and walked towards the front door of the mansion, the pounding getting louder. As Storm opened the door, a teenaged girl fell into her arms unconscious. She quickly picked up the small body and carried her to the elevator across the hall from the giant oak door.

Storm ran as fast as she could to the Med Lab where she laid the girl down on a metal medical bed.

I need to find someone to help. Storm thought.

She ran out into the overly white and silver hallway and in her haste ran into a student.

"John! What are you doing up?!" Storm exclaimed.

"I…uh…was sleep walking?" The semi-blonde suggested.

"Sure you were. Well go to the Med Lab, there's a girl in there I need you to watch until I find Hank."

"Right-Oh!" John replied eager to get away from the teacher. He walked to the Med Lab where he found a girl, not just any girl, but a beautiful girl. He sat down on one of the few uncomfortable chairs and looked at her.

The girl was healthily skinny, seemed tall and had short light brown hair. She also possessed several cuts and bruises all over her body. John couldn't help but wonder what she was like, what her powers were… or if she was even a mutant. She could've been a wonderer who just ended up here for all he knew.

What am I thinking? This isn't like me…I have never thought like this about anyone, let alone some girl I don't even know!

The girl stirred, interrupting his thoughts, followed by footsteps coming down the hall. A few moments later Storm and Dr. Hank McCoy "Beast" came in through the circled-X shaped metal door.

"Has she moved at all?" Hank asked putting on rubber gloves.

"Nope, not at all." John lied.

"John, if you would please leave us now and go to bed, I need not remind you that you have a test in the morning." Storm warned.

Shit. He had forgot about that. John rose from his chair and walked out of the metal door towards the elevator.

"This…girl…," John heard Hank say," is Jean's daughter."

What? Jean had a daughter? When had this happened? John thought. Probably when I was with Magneto…

The elevator arrived so he stepped into it and pushed the button for the third floor. He got off the elevator and headed down the hall, looking down at the green and brown carpet, which he thought to be quite ugly. Arriving at the end of the hallway he quietly opened the door to his right, noticing Bobby was still sleeping, and plopped down on his own bed to sleep.

Down at the Med Lab Storm and Hank were looking over the girl's body.

"How old is she?" Storm asked.

"By now… I'd say sixteen or seventeen. I don't really remember when her birthday is…although I should." Hank replied sadly.

He took his gloved hands and opened an eye-lid.

"Oh my god… those eyes…th-they're…" Storm stuttered.

"Like Remy's, dear?" Hank offered.

"Yeah…how did she… who's her father? Surely it's Scott?"

"I'm not so sure. She looks nothing like Scott, barely looks like Jean. She looks more like…" Hank drifted off unable to place a name.

After hours of cleaning various cuts and splinting the girl's right arm, Hank looked down at his watch noticing the students would be waking up any minute now.

"Storm, my dear, the students are waking. We must go upstairs and help prepare breakfast." Hank told her.

"Yeah…I'd feel better if someone were down here with her." She said yawning.

"I'll get John to watch her. We don't want the whole school to know…yet." He said standing up, with Storm, and headed towards the elevator.

Upstairs some students were already in the kitchen getting bowls of cereal or making their own food. Storm went to help the students in the kitchen while Hank went into the dining hall to find John.

Seeing John but unable to get his attention, Hank boomed "St. John Allerdyce!"

Immediately John jumped up and ran over to Hank.

"Why'd you have to use my name like that?" John asked.

"I need you to watch the girl. Don't tell anybody either!" Hank demanded, "And, I'll talk to Ms. Monroe about exempting that test of yours."

"Alright, I'll do it. Just come get me when you need me." John replied and walked to the elevator to go downstairs.