They came back a week later. Covered in dirt, scratches, and bruises. Though they only known the girl for a week, somehow she had managed to wind herself into each other their hearts. Storm met them at the door with a smile, following her down a hall passing several mutants, they stopped in and large living space. On the rug was the curly blond cutie, and next to her was a young boy with brown hair that stuck up in every direction.
"Sapphire," Storm cooed calling the attention of the two. She turned and smiled at the disheveled looking team before her. Before any could protest she muttered something unintelligible under her breath. Each of the teammates felt a warm sensation blow across their skin healing the damaged areas.
"Hey," Clint spoke first, smiling she hugged them. Going down the line she hugged each and everyone of them until Steve flung her on top of his shoulders.
It was arranged that she would stay here until more information was found about the girl. She didn't mind, she got to hang with her orphaned best friend, Peter. She called them one night before their mission, when she talked to Natasha, she admitted to the redhead that she thought he was cute. Natasha almost didn't hear her over the giggling that kept replacing her words.
But she did become fond of another man in the house. He was tall and had funny shaped hair. She found him drink beer late one night when she couldn't sleep.
She walked down to the kitchen, leaving Pixie in her room. She pulled herself up onto the stool when she noticed him. His lips were inches from the bottle and his eyes were looking down at her.
"What are you doing up kid?" She looked at the man in amazement. She thought his hair was funny but didn't say anything. Instead she wondered what he could do. She learned that everyone here was different. She felt safe and perfectly placed in the house.
"I can't sleep she confessed," she wouldn't admit that it was her roommate's snoring that awoken hear.
"She snores doesn't she," He stated notably. The girl let a small 'yeah' escape her lips. Maybe she would admit she thought.
"What's your name kid?"
"Sapphire, and you?"
"Logan, Codename: wolverine" he smiled to himself.
"I want a codename." She whined.
"Gotta earn it kid," He placed his beer on the counter and picked her up. He walked her back to the bedroom and placed her on her bed making sure to avoid the wolf sleeping wolf.
"You can do spells or some shit right?" She nodded at his question. "Then make a spell to shut her up." She laughed and laid down when he walked out of the room. She didn't know if she could create spells. The other spells she used, she found in a book her mother gave her.
Thinking for a few moments she sat up, "Stop snoring, stop snoring, don't start again until the morning," She felt the words were silly but moments later the snores were silenced.
She found the man in the morning, "It worked," He rubbed his eyes and looked down at the girl. He noticed how hollow her cheeks were but didn't say anything about it, "Really?"
"Yeah," she jogged beside him to keep up to his long pace.
"You should try it on my roommate," she laughed and then headed to breakfast.
"Hey," she looked at Natasha who was in front of her smiling.
"I want a codename," Natasha knitted her eyebrows together.
"What?"
"A codename, like Logan. He's called wolverine." She pointed to the tall man that entered the room. Steve froze and looked at the man, "James? James Howlett?" Steve sounded astonished at the name he spoken.
"I haven't heard that name in awhile," Logan looked at the man in front of him. "Hi Steve," He grasped the soldiers hand.
"Sapphire, you wanna play with us?" Kitty Pryde and Alison Blaire walked up to the girl who was be herself by Tony. She wiggled out of his grip and followed the girls down the hall.
But soon the laughter was turned into screams as men broke in through windows and doors. The girls ran back towards the group of adults but each were shot with tranquilizer darts knocking them unconscious.
Steve fought through several oversized men, but by the time he could reach the girls, they were gone.
