Author Notes-Ok, I've noticed that my writing hasn't been very descriptive it's been mainly dialogue (which actually wasn't that good). Anyway, basically the chapters so far were really are only 'fill in' chapters and the real stuff will happen very soon. Let me know what you think… no seriously tell me. Also sorry this chapter is so short, I've been really busy lately.

It was a crisp, cold day and the only movement was coming from a black Ford. It was driving through the large gates at the front of the school. The driver of the car pulled to a stop at the bottom of the building. He sat there for a few minutes with his head lying on the wheel. He hadn't slept well, after the phone call he got from Storm. Once he had composed himself enough to think reasonably he ran his hands through his blue fur, smoothing it down at the back.

Once inside the doors he was met by the laughter and smiles of the early risers. They all nodded to him as he passed and ascended the stairs to reach Storm's office. For once the corridors were empty as it was still too early for most of the students, 8:30. Once he pasted all empty classrooms he was eventually met with the Strom's open door.

Storm was too busy filing away the pupil reports and number coding the files that she didn't hear Hank come in. He moved silently to sit in one of the leather chairs opposite the desk and wait for her to finish, when she suddenly turned around to face him. She jumped backwards in shock and began to breath slightly heavier but she moved forward again after a moment to give him a hug.

"Thanks for coming down so fast, I really appreciate it," she said with the relief evident in her voice. Once released from their hug they sat down, Storm behind her desk and Hank in front of it. She spend the next ten minutes relating the events of the past few days, including the 'visit' from the intruders and Logan little outburst.

"Do you think Mr Worthington is the person how sent in soldiers," Storm asked once Hank had time to absorb the information, "I thought that with your contacts and business associates you might have hear something?"

"Well there have been… rumours the cure but I didn't think anything of it. I mean gossip is gossip…. Why would he send people here to get Alex if he didn't really need her for something? Whatever he may need Alex for we need to know," stated Hank, as he looked Storm straight in the eye.

"I agree but how do we find out?… Anyway," she said after a moment of thought, " all the other things aside, I thought he would want to make things right with his son."

"Well… we could get Warren to call his father…. And I don't know; get him to find out the information we need. You know, ask a few questions," replied Hank with a slight glint in his eye.

"Well that is a good idea and Warren would be up for it, but a have to say I'm a little shocked that a government official such as yourself, would come up with such a sneaky idea," cried Storm in mock horror," Although it is brilliant."

"Thank you, thank you very much… So what are you going to do with the more pressing matter- Logan? It while be almost impossible to keep them out of each others way, I mean they do live in the stay house," sighed Hank.

"Well… I did talk to him and sent him away to cool off. I think he will apologise, I mean he knows he's in the wrong. I think he is just missing Jean, that's all."

"I hope your right Storm, Alex is going to need all the help she can get…."

After they finalised the plan Hank and Storm split up, to find their charge. Storm was going to spend the day with Alex - test her skills and strength in the training room. Hank was going to talk to Warren and explain what was going on- see if he was up for visiting his father. The only problem was they couldn't let Alex find out….