The elevator opened as both Emma and Evelyn walked out as Evy was wiping her eyes as Logan, Charles, and Rogue stood out waiting for her. Evelyn pouted as Logan hugged her as she hugged him back while he rubbed her back.

"It's okay," James said as he walked with her to bring her upstairs to her room, once out of sight everyone looked at the elevator when they heard a loud sound.

"He doesn't sound too happy," Rogue stated.

"Let him suffer seeing he made our Evy suffer for so long," Emma replied as she crossed her arms under her chest.

"That is true but for now let's just let him cool off, Rowdy will be here soon and I know he will want to speak with his mother," Charles replied as he wheeled away.

.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~.

Logan sat on Evy's queen size bed as he was flipping through some cooking magazine that was on her bedside dresser when he hear her bathroom door open. There he saw the small female in a dark eggplant purple towel wrapped tightly around her frame as she was drying her hair with a smaller towel. The scent from the bathroom and that lingered in the air as well as on her body was the scent of honeysuckle and jasmine.

"Feel better?" Logan asked as he watched Evy walk over and sit by him. Evy slumped down as she let out a heavy sigh, "That bad?"

"James you don't realized what I just did to him, about how much it meant to him about those words I took back. I was the only person who really cared, loved him really but now there is no one. Everyone sees the animal but no one knows that deep down he is lost. Being who he is with you and I being his family but not being able to stay around kills him."

Logan moved his legs off the bed as she sat side by side with Evy, "How do you know this?"

"He told me when we accidently met in Nevada, after sex I was barely awake as he spoke to me but I remember who he was happy to see me again. He told me other things but after so long I fell asleep listening to his voice," tears started to fall down Evy's pale cheeks. "He was so vulnerable that I knew I could always be there for him, to love him, but when I woke up he wasn't there. I felt so crushed that I never got to tell him goodbye or to hug him one last time because I didn't know if I was ever going to see him again."

Evelyn sniffled as she wiped her tears away as Logan rubber her back as she cried.

"When I found out I was pregnant with Rowdy I didn't know what to do, I actually sat on my toilet when I had really found out of the stupid pee stick. I sat for hours gripping Victor's tags until it cut into my hand; I soon got excited but then realized I had no idea where Victor was or to contact him. I tried going to the government to ask if they knew where he was but they said they didn't know anything. So as the years passed I did everything to raise Rowdy right after everything was so horrible I made sure he grew up good. I told him about his father and you as much as I could remember but after so long I gave up wondering where he was. I always wore his tags as they gave me strength when I didn't have it in the worst of situations but now I know I don't need them. His tag is in the draw right there," Evy pointed to her dresser by the bed as she stood up and went to her bigger dresser to get her undergarments.

Logan looked at the small dresser as he pulled the draw opened as he saw a small white plastic tray with a metal tag in it. Picking it up Logan looked at the tag as it had similar numbers to his own with Victor's name on it. The metal didn't even looked old as it was brand new.

"MOM!"

Both Evelyn and Logan looked at her closed door as they could both heard heavy foot stomps leading up to the door which was suddenly burst open as Evy's son was shown looking worried. Very tall about six foot three with tan skin on his muscular body. Shoulder length black hair that was lightly wavy that was pulled back into a ponytail with several strands that fell around his face with a matching short beard and mustache. He had his mother's icy blue that stood out from his deep tan complexion. Wearing an old large biker jean jacket with old dark blue jeans with the knees ripped out as the pant sleeves were tucked into brown leather combat boots. Under the jacket was a black t-shirt with some band name on the front; fingerless black leather gloves that showed his long black claws, and looks almost like his father. (A/N: Rowdy being played by Jason Momoa, he fits him so well.)

"Rowdy honey can you- oh!" Evelyn was suddenly embraced and picked up off the floor as her son hugged her tight.

Rowdy placed her down as held her face with his large hands," Are you okay? Do you –"

"Whoa whoa whoa, honey I am fine!" Evelyn took hold of her son's hands as she pulled off of her. "Rowdy I am fine, I already yelled at your father and just got out of the shower."

"You're sure mom?"

"I am sugar, how was your flight?" Evy smiled as she moved a piece of hair from her sons face.

"Looong!" Rowdy exclaimed as he threw his head back. Evelyn smiled as she knew her son hated to fly like her uncle. "Going through customs was hell and everyone staring ugh yes I am a mutant fuck!"

"Hey, langue! You are in a school with kids so watch the langue," Evy scolded her son which Rowdy lightly pouted as she stared at his mother.

Logan just chuckled as he got off the bed and patted his nephew's shoulder. "Good to see you kid," Logan said as he walked out of the door and closed it behind him.

"You too," Rowdy said to his uncle then turned to his mom as an idea popped into his head. "Oh I forgot to call and let you know that Jules is here."

"Jules? Why is he here?" Evelyn asked as she walked into the bathroom to get dressed.

Rowdy looked away as he walked around his moms room as he looked at the pictures she had of them and some of the people here as well. "His dad passed a month ago from cancer."

"Oh my gosh! Why wasn't I told I would have come to the funeral?" Evy exclaimed as she stuck her head out of the bathroom.

"There was a small on but Jules had his dad cremated as he wanted to spread his dad's ashes on the mountains in Tennessee so after the Fourth of July. You don't mind if he stays here for the Fourth?"

"No of course he can stay he is very much welcomed and I am happy to see him again," Evy replied happily as she went back into the bathroom.

"That's great so um," Rowdy chewed on his bottom lip as he rubbed the back of his neck as he sat on the bed. "He's really here?"

The clatter in the bathroom suddenly stopped, the door opened as Rowdy looked at his mother who was dressed cold shoulder rose top with tight dark blue jeans with five inch studded Miu Miu platform heels. A white/gray/ pale pink sparkling crystal statement bib necklace with her wedding ring on her left finger; Evy's hair was dry as her hair fell in lovely waves of ebony that fell to her waist.

Rowdy looked at his mother as his arms were on his knees as he looked unsure of what to do. Evy sighed as she walked over and sat next to her son, "Yeah he is here."

"Did you talk with him?" Rowdy mumbled.

"Yeah," Evy looked down at her hands then back at her son. "I talked well yelled but that was probably going to happen anyway."

The two sat together in silence for few minutes.

"What should I do?" Rowdy asked.

"I don't know Rowdy that is up to you when you meet him. I told you everything about I knew about Victor and what the Professor told us as well but it is up to you. I can't tell you to be angry or not just that don't break anything if you get into a fight," Evy said that made them both laugh a little. Leaning over she kissed her son on his head as she stood up, "C'mon I need you and Jules to come with me to pick up some stuff for the school; I am way behind on making everything and I need to start now."

"Okay," Rowdy got up as he watched his mother grab her Valentino Rosette embellished black and white satin- twill tote bag with two black leather top handles that Hank bought for his mother for her birthday last year.

Locking her room as the two headed downstairs to the kitchen where the two could hear some of the X-men talking. Walking in as Evy was welcomed with hugs as her eyes were set on a tall lean male around her sons height with multiple tattoo's on both arms and on his neck from under his dark blue button shirt and his leather jacket; dark blue jeans with some holes in the pants by the knees and worn out combat boots. Tan skin that was lighter than her sons with green eyes that looked like he hadn't sleep in days and his hair styled like a mainstream hipster look as his ears were pierced three times.

"Jules oh honey I am so sorry about your dad," Evy said as she hugged the male who hugged her back tight.

Pulling away Jules rubbed his left eye as it started tear up, "Thanks Aunt Evy and I thanked um Professor Xavier about letting me stay here and help."

"Oh it is nothing Jules with everything going on we can use the extra help," Charles said as he rolled into the kitchen. "How are you feeling Evelyn?"

"Better but right now Emma, Marie, and I need to go get everything as I am far behind on making all the food Charles. Jules you don't mind coming with us we need to get a lot?"

"Sure I don't mind, it'll keep me busy from all the BS that's going on in my life," Jules replied as he put his hands in his pockets.

"Awesome and also watch your langue," Evy pointed a finger at him.

"Professor already chewed me out so yeah," Evy softly chuckled.

"Okay let's –"

Evy stopped when she turned around to see Victor walk into the doorway making everyone freeze.

"Victor," Evy whispered as she then lightly glared at the feral as he was looking at her.

Victor had calmed down enough to head back upstairs after punching several dent in the walls downstairs. Everything she had or taken back really messed with him as his chest fucking hurt like he couldn't breathe, but right now he needed to keep calm as he stared at the woman before him. Growling low Victor removed his gaze from Evelyn as he looked at Xavier.

"I need to talk with you, in private," Victor said coldly before looking at Evy.

"Of course, we shall talk in my office," Charles spoke as he wheeled himself to Victor took one more glance at Evy then turned away and followed the telepath.

"That was your father?" Everyone looked at Jules who shrugged his shoulders like he didn't do anything. "What?"

"Yes that was," Rowdy spoke as he was trying to figure out his emotions.

Seeing his father for the first time in person made Rowdy feel happy, angry, sad, confused, and a long string of other emotions but what was really on his mind was his mother. How he could see that she was still angry with his father? Hell, he should be too for leaving his mother alone to raise him in the last century and how horrible it was for his mother due to how everyone treated her and himself. The early 90's were not the best years of any history for some people and for mutants it was the worst. Rowdy remember how his mother had to take two or three jobs to support them both; the jobs at the strip club Rowdy hated but his mother only did it because no one else was hiring. Met some other mutants as well but many were not nice, even in Nevada being a show girl some of the chicks were extremely snobbish and into drugs. Not once did his mother do drugs of himself but he has seen his mother smoke cigarettes whenever she was stressed out or angry. With Evy's healing factor he knew she would never get sick from the cigarettes as it was same with him. Rowdy even remembered his mother telling him he can smoke when he moved out; the young feral tried them and like his mother Rowdy only smokes when he is under stress or angry which wasn't often because being a tattoo artist wasn't really stressful since business was actually doing very well. Jules and he own the shop together since they've known each other since they were in high school; hell even consider each other brothers. Jules wasn't a mutant so Rowdy knew down along the line when he passes Rowdy didn't know what he would do so he is going to leave that when that time comes.

Besides that area of thought; Rowdy was smelling the scent of his father for the first time. The scent of some type of his natural musk with pine wood but also something that was stinging his nose that Rowdy knew no one else would smell. The smell of guilt and anger swelled through the air of the kitchen; couldn't say what was more potent as the two scents.

"Mom," Rowdy watched his mother looked at him less angry. "Take Jules, I know he needs to keep his mind business so I am going to go help Logan with whatever he needs."

"You sure sug?" Rowdy nodded his head making his mother softly smile. It always made him feel a whole lot better when she smiled and not upset. "Okay well let's go everyone."

Rowdy walked with them as he kissed his mother goodbye on the cheek and watched them walk to the garage. Looking out the window as he watched his mother drive off in one of the SUV's while Jules was in his truck that he flew from Nevada; cost a ton but Jules didn't want to bring his motorbike like Rowdy had done. Taking a deep breath the male feral set off to find his uncle which didn't take long as Logan was out in the school large woodshop. Logan was getting all his tools ready to set up some of the equipment that the kids would play in and with like the volley ball net and polls.

"Talk with ya mom?" Logan asked as he didn't need to ask who it was as he could smell Rowdy's scent.

"Yeah and she's doing fine but," Rowdy picked up a screw driver and twirled it in his hands. "I saw him?"

Logan placed some power tools down on the table across from the young feral. "Creed?"

"Yeah," Rowdy tossed the screw driver down on the table to sit down on a stool as he ran his hands over his face them rested on his lap.

"Whatya think?" Rowdy shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know really; I feel a bunch of mixed emotions that I don't know how to describe or know what to do. Mom showed me picture of him well the only picture she had back from the war; besides the hair being longer it's him," Rowdy replied as he looked down at his hands as he looked over his pitch black claws. He always kept them short so they wouldn't scare or interfere with his work when he was tattoo's someone but now they were at the normal half inch long from his finger tip.

"Mom told me everything about him from what she knew and also from what you guys have told me about his career choice. Logan I really don't know what to expect from him, fuck I'm forty-two."

Logan pointed a finger at him but Rowdy held his hands up, "Langue I know sorry."

"Look kid I wish I could tell you what to do but this is with you, your mother and Creed. I know I am," Logan paused before continuing. "His brother but just wait and see if you talk with him to try and get your final judgement. Right now grab the electric saw, some trees have fallen and need to be cut up from that last storm we had here and no I don't mean Ororo."

Rowdy chuckled as he grabbed the saw and followed his uncle.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Victor was staring out the window as he watched Evy drive off with some of the X-men with his arms crossed over his chest.

"What was it you wanted to talk about Victor?" Charles asked from behind his desk calmly.

"What are your plans since you want me to stay here?" Victor asked emotionlessly.

"Well, since we found out that Mastermind was the one who had taken over your mind I want you to stay for your protection," Charles replied.

Victor scoffed as he turned to the cripple, "I don't need your protection."

"Yet Jason was able to take control of you without your knowing," the professor stated.

"I don't remember who that fucking illusionist got into my mind but when I find him I am going to rip hie heart out," Victor growled as he glared at Charles.

"That may seem so but he could again try to control you again. Victor the reason I want you to stay is so I can try to help you regain your memories of when you encountered Jason to figure out what and why he took control of you," Charles added.

Victor grumbled from his chest as he walked over to the leather arm chair and sat down; the chair groaned under the large ferals weight.

"I encountered Jason many months ago as he almost destroyed the world when he corrupted a young mutants mind in Japan. We had thought that he had died but it would seem it was only an illusion that very well almost seemed real. This is a serious subject Victor and -."

"She won't like it," Victor interrupted.

Charles paused until he realized he was talking about Evelyn.

"That may be so but in time she I know Evelyn she will pull through this," Charles spoke softly as he stared at Victor who was looking at his hands then up to meet the telepaths eyes. "I will make you a deal."

"Like what?"

"You can stay as I will help you regain your memories and when I am done you are free to leave," Charles trailed off.

"But?"

"But since you stay I want you to at least talk with Evelyn and try to patch things up. Forty-two years is a long time but could seem like a minute to you but for her it felt like a century."

"Get to the point," Victor grounded out.

"My point is that Evelyn wants answers that only you can give her and you know which questions I am talking about Victor. At least try to do something good for her."

"Me leaving is what was good for her."

"She doesn't think it was good because since she came to this school; all she ever talked or wondered about was you and only you. Even with her being engaged-."

Amber eyes went wide as Victors eyebrows went up, "She's getting married; the fuck who?"

"Langue Victor and to Hank whom proposed the night she brought you back out of your animalistic state," Xavier answered.

Victor looked horrified for a second before sitting up as he growled, "She's marring the blue fucking ape!"

"Yes and they have been dating for over two years and are very happy with each other, "the professor answered as he watched Victor sudden stand up.

The telepath watched as the feral growled and push his hair back over his head as he started to pace which Charles wasn't used to seeing the serial killer do. He watched Victor grumbled as he couldn't hear his muttered words but what he did hear what was in his head that made Charles mouth drop.

"Victor."

"What!" Victor hissed until he saw Charles face then realized what the telepath found out. The feral rushed forward grabbing him by his suit to drag Charles over the top of his desk into an angry snarling Victor's face.

"You say one word about this I will fucking gut you, do you hear me?" Victor hissed.

"But Victor this is a serious matter, she has to know!"

"You will not say a damn word! I kept this secret for forty-two years and I will not have it ruined by you! She will not know anything about this and you will tell no one either!" Victor yelled as he threw Charles back into his chair. "I'll fucking stay but if you mention anything I will paint this school red with your blood."

Victor stormed out as she slammed the door behind him making several pictures fall off the wall.