Old Friends
"Storm!" Logan called walking in through the front doors in the early morning.
"Quiet down!" Her white hair popped out from above him on the balcony and she rushed down the stairs. "All the students are asleep!"
"What are you doing up?" He asked a Gambit looked around smiling.
"Waiting for the Jet to get back." She motioned to the lawn. "Xavier, Scott and Jean have it and I've been waiting for them to get back."
"That's why I haven't seen them in a while." He said to himself, "Anyway have you seen Antalya?"
"No," she looked at their faces, "I thought you had her."
"Well that sucks." Gambit said sighing. "I'm Remy by the way."
"Storm." They shook hands and Logan began to pace. "Why are you so fidgety about it? She's sixteen years old she'll be fine."
"That's not it. "Gambit whispered in her ear, "They think that he's her father."
"Oh," She blinked at Logan and looked around. "The Professor should be back soon. Ask him."
"Speak of the devil." Gambit muttered as a jet silently landed on the lawn. The trio walked out as the ramp lowered and a bald man in a wheelchair rolled down followed by a man with a pair of red tinted sunglasses on and a woman with red hair.
"Logan," The elderly man said with a smile, "You seem troubled."
"I am." He admitted looking at the others. "Hey guys."
"Hey Logan." Scott Summers aka Cyclops nodded and walked inside. Jean Grey smiled and followed him closely.
"What is it Logan? "He asked rolling himself into the school.
"I need help finding someone." He said keeping pace as Gambit trailed behind.
"Antalya Silverfox." He stated and Logan sighed, "Why she's at the swimming pool."
"What?" Logan stopped and Xavier turned around and smiled at him.
"She's swimming." He stated and he took off down the hall, "Come Remy, let's get you a place to stay for the night."