"What'ya got there Blue?" Brian beamed down at the toddler who was busying himself with what looked for all the world like a child's attempt at an annotated diagram. Whatever the drawing was meant to depict it was lost on Brian as her grinned down at the happy boy. Minion watched on with a smile on his face from his vantage point at the child's side.

It had been 6 months since the boy had crash landed inside the prison boundaries and he had come one leaps and bounds since then. He had learned the names of his new 'family' within a few months and only slurred them a little with his baby-talk. Having mastered all of the jigsaw puzzles the Prison library had to offer he had moved onto a tub of blocks that one of the guards have brought in for him. Within hours of discovering the tub he was building his own cityscapes only to use Minion's bubble as a bowling ball to destroy his own creation. It seemed that everyone in the prison wing was keen to see how far the boy could go and soon people were falling over themselves to buy him the latest creative toy to see just how smart the tyke was. It was the metal construction set that brought the child the most amusement.

Spending hours by himself in the cell as Logan and the others were in their own lessons, Blue set about creating whatever his vast imagination could think of only to take them apart again to make something new, something bigger, something better.

However, it didn't take long for him to grow frustrated with the limitations of the model set, and then, he found exactly what he needed to make his creations so much better!

Minion grinned proudly at the look of concentration on his ward's face as the buy determinedly sculpted the discarded sheets of metal he had happened across into the correct shape. He mastered the use of the welding torch instantly and even realised that the purpose of the large mask he discovered with the welding set was to protect his eyes from the glare of the flame. In what felt like no time at all he had fashioned himself a fully mobile tricycle much like the ones he had seen in the children's magazine that Marci had given him a few days prior. The child frowned for a long moment as he looked from his binky to the tricycle and then broke into an excited grin as he modified the handle bars to include a clip to attach the binky to. The day he revealed his creation to all of his friends on the block was the most exciting day of his life. He laughed like he never had before as he peddled as fast as he could down the row of cells with all of his adoptive uncles running after him cheering. He felt like he was flying! The rush of energy he was feeling was utterly exhilarating and was almost too much for him to process. Everything began to build up into one huge wave of energy as he peddled towards the far wall and his grin became wider as the tricycle beneath him began to quiver. The noise was deafening as a blinding bolt of power blasted forth from the binky and blew a huge hole in the outer wall of the block. He skidded to a halt as he watched the other inmates run through he hole jumping and cheering happily as they went. He was still grinning as he noticed the tall man glaring down at him with a look of irritation on his face. His smile dropped away completely as he was suddenly scooped up into Marci's arms and he listened to her begging for forgiveness for him.

"Sir! He doesn't know what he is doing, it is all just a bit of fun that got carried away-"

"That's enough Officer. Take him back inside." The Warden said quietly in a tone of voice that could only be described as dangerous, "And clean up this mess!"

With that he strode away kicking bits of brick out of his path as he watched the other guards gather up the scattered prisoners who, thankfully, had not got past the perimeter fence.

"I don't know why you are smirking, this isn't a good thing you know!" Marci snarled as she deposited the kid back in his cell. Logan chuckled to himself as he watched the child smirk at something that Minion whispered to him.

"If I find out that you put him up to this I swear I'll -"

"Oh, c'mon! Like he needs any encouragement. I'm telling you, this kid is smart. I mean really smart! That head of his must be big for a reason!" Logan mused as he sat up and smirked slyly at the prison guard, "He needs an outlet for all of this stuff going on in his head or else he'll blow!"

"Yeah, well make sure his 'outlets' don't turn out to be outlets for anyone else!" Marci whispered in a hiss as the other guards entered the block with the 'escaped' criminals in tow. Many of the men that were dragged past the boy's cell were still high on the excitement of the day and even cheered him once again for what he had done.

The boy smiled happily to himself genuinely pleased that he had managed to make everyone so happy.

"Look, I know it is a lot to ask for but please Miss, you know he needs this." Logan practically begged the woman in front of him on the other side of the bars. He reached out to her with his chest and face resting against that bars before he sighed almost in defeat, "I know he is classed as a 'criminal' but he is just a boy! The only thing he has done to earn himself some time is to destroy a bit of prison property."

"It is called 'Government Property' Logan and he destroyed over $10,000 worth of equipment! What the hell was he trying to do anyway? Setting off some sort of electricity bomb!" Marci shot him an incredulous look as if she truly could not believe he was trying to defend the boy, "Why should we just give him what he wants? That is not what prison is about, you of all people should know that!"

"All he wants is a laptop so he can have a go on the internet! It isn't like he's going to break it or anything"

"That is exactly what he would end up doing, I am not going to be the one responsible for allowing a toddler to bring down the internet because he thought he could make it better!" Marci held up her hand to signal that the conversation was over before turning and striding away.

"You know, she probably would have given you one if you hadn't have destroyed their computer systems like that." Logan said as he turned towards the child that sat at the back of the cell happily drawing away on a large sketch pad.

"It was an accident, it was supposed to make sparks like a firework, I didn't think it actually did anything until the lights went out." The boy said without turning round as he frowned in concentration.

"well, it certainly got there attention this time Blue." Logan smiled to himself as he lay back on his bed and braced one foot on the bottom of the bunk above him.

"hmmm." The boy hummed as he stuck his tongue out of the corner of his mouth as he carefully erased a tiny portion of the drawing he was working on.

"well I think it was a very good invention sir!" Minion piped up from his place on the floor next to the boy. Blue smiled as the fish rolled his bubble up against the boy's leg happily.

The happy silence was broken suddenly by a guard banging on the bars at the front of the cell before pushing a small open envelope through the bars onto the floor.

Logan shot up from his bed and eagerly grabbed the envelope smiling broadly as he read his own name. Pulling the letter out he glanced at the photo of his daughter, now 3 years old and grinning a toothy grin at the camera. Blue turned to face his adoptive father in curiosity and sat patiently waiting for the man to share his thoughts.

"She's coming to visit." Logan whispered in disbelief as he read the letter again and again. He was fully expecting the words to shift and change to display their true meaning, the words couldn't possibly be true, could they?

"She?" Blue asked as he tipped his large head to the side, his gesture instantly mimicked by minion.

"My… my wife," Logan said, still not fully believing his own eyes, "she says…she says she is bringing Lita with her!" The quiet, hopeful joy in his voice caused a small smile to break out on the boy's face as he watched the man who had taught him everything he knew about the world around him practically vibrate with excitement.

"I… I can't believe it! She says that … that it feels right. That she thinks it is time for Lita to finally meet her Daddy!" Logan stood up and practically skipped around the cell with excitement, "OHH HO HOOOO! I'm gonna meet my baby! My baby girl is coming to see me! ME!" He scooped the boy up into his arms and hugged him tightly as he span around the small cell with pure exhilaration as the child laughed with him.

Minion fanned his fins happily as he watched the pair spinning as if they were dancing to some kind of erratic music.