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A/N: This story takes place in an AU and though the X-MEN as we know them do not exist, there are still mutants in existence. This story is in the very beginning stages of development. I have a very general plot outline and list of characters, so please bare with me on this story [and while you do, R/R please!] Thank you and enjoy :D

NOTES: Italics indicate thought


- 2 -

"Well, good morning to you Ororo," Dr. Nathan Dayspring greeted Ororo pleasantly.

Ororo had just closed the door to her office, when Dr. Dayspring had knocked. Ororo happily figured this would be an everyday occurrence. Since the first day she joined the facility, Dr. Nathan Dayspring, who was one of the other three physicians at Valhalla, would enter her office everyday with a pleasant greeting such as this one. Not that she minded at all. On the contrary, it was a pleasant way to start off the work day. Being a psychiatrist, it didn't take long for the workday to get burdensome, especially with the abundance of seemingly cuckoo patients around. Not that she would ever admit as much, she was a professional after all. Those were secrets of the trade that people in her line of work kept to themselves. On top of that, Dr. Dayspring was an attractive man. Young, fit, educated, tall, and handsome. Standing somewhere around 6'5 Ororo guessed, plenteous brown hair, and brilliant blue eyes; additionally, from what Ororo had seen, he was also a kind individual. Always with a smile it seemed.

"Good morning to you as well, Dr. Dayspring," Ororo said in reply, taking the hand he had extended in greeting.

"I see they finally have your parking plaque up."

'Yes it does seem so, thankfully. I am sure Mrs. Summers had something to do with the speed in which it was put it up," she said smiling.

Dr. Dayspring lowered his head slightly and chuckled.

"Well that is Mrs. Summers for you," he agreed.

It was common knowledge to anyone who knew the Summers for any amount of time, that while Emma was a kind woman, that she was also firm and disciplined, especially when it came to matters of business.

"Speaking of which," Nathan continued, "she asked me to tell you that she would like to see you before she leaves. She is probably in the office foyer by now."

"Thank you Dr. Dayspring. I will go now," she spoke, setting down the patient files she had in her hand upon her meticulously organized mahogany desk.

She made to leave the office when he spoke, "Oh and Ororo?"

"Yes, Dr. Dayspring?" she asked curiously, turning around to face him.

He walked closer to her, "Please. Call me Nathan," he said looking her in her eyes smiling gently.

"Absolutely. Nathan it is then," she said smiling, looking at him. He smiled approvingly, as she left to meet her mentor, watching her impressive figure as she left the office. Impressive she is indeed! he thought watching her walk away.