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Jamie woke up with a start when she felt a familiar furry hand stroke her forehead. Slowly she opened her eyes and saw Hank standing over her.
"You gave everyone quite a scare," He said smoothing her hair. "If you would have waited any longer your appendix would have burst."
She looked down and saw a small bandage on her abdomen.
"You must have been delerious with fever," Said Hank quietly. "Because appearently you had taken one of Mister Logan's motor bikes out for a joy ride."
She looked around for a bit then settled back down.
"Why didn't you tell anybody?" Asked Hank.
"Didn't want anyone to worry." She replied in a groggy voice.
"But you could have died." Said a familiar voice.
She looked up and saw Storm with her arms crossed in front of her.
"How did you manage to hide the pain?" Asked the white haired teacher.
"Chronic flare-ups made me used to the pain." She grabbed for some water. "Women have a higher thresh hold for pain than men, it was easier than you think to hide."
"Next time," Said Storm firmly. "Tell us when you're in trouble, don't try to hide it. Now get some rest you still have a graduation ceremony."
Jamie smiled and nodded and watched as Storm left. Hank went over and stooped to her level.
"Be glad that I didn't tell her that it was John Allerdyce who brought you here." He whispered in her ear.
"Why didn't you?" She asked.
"Because I know what it's like to love someone like yourself." He said straightening up. "Besides why would anyohe want to turn in a hero?"
"You are full of surprises Beast." She replied.
"More than you think." He said looking at one of his computers.
A picture of DNA was forming on the screen.
John was pacing back and forth when his phone went off.
"What's up?" He asked.
"She's fine," Replied Hank. "The nausea was caused by an inflammed appendix, luckily for her we removed it in time, rest easy boy your secret's safe with me."
"Thanks furball," Said John relieved. "You have no idea what she means to me."
Hank looked down at an old photo.
"No, boy," Replied Hank. "I think I do."
