Authors note: here's the translation from chapter 3: Gemma: Oh you, I'm not your dear, and don't start on me with your French charm, I know all the lines and they don't work on me

REMY: YOU KNOW FRENCH!
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As soon as the x men and Gemma were through the door xavier's voice sounded in their heads

*X-men bring miss…Gemma, and come to the office*

"Ah is it just me or did some guy just speak in our heads?" Gemma asked nervously

" Xavier's a telepath, you'll get used to it" bobby grinned

" I think it took us all by surprise the first time" storm smiled.

"Hell yes sugah" rogue laughed

"Gambit agree wit dat"

"I agree with tha Cajun dahlin"

Gemma laughed as they all rushed to put in their two cents in various accents and sayings, they looked at her and she looked back, they realized and laughed too, the undercurrent of fear from earlier in the evening was still there in gem's blood... But it was buried deep enough to wait till later, till she was in private. She would not let herself get upset again in front of these people who might one day become friends, and/or teammates but for now were still strangers.

"This way" storm motioned, leading them to a room further back in the house, she pushed open a door, opening it on to an office.

Sitting with their back to them was an old, bald man in a wheel chair, he had a cat on his knee and was stroking it "good evening x men, tell me what happened, hello Gemma"

"I'm never gonna get used to that

"Yes you will, now please tell me what happened."

"Wouldn't it be easier for you to read my mind?"

"If you wish"

"Try it" Gemma said, now that she knew he was doing it, she felt a slight brush to her consciousness, like someone was in her head with her, she tensed, trying to push it away, Xavier tensed in her chair, the others looked at her and him.

"woah" bobby said softly, watching the two of them
Xavier relaxed first. "I can't read you when you resist, you really have a remarkably strong will …Gemma"

"I'm sorry, I panicked, please feel free to try again, I won't fight back this time"

This time xavier just concentrated for a few moments before speaking

"I'm sorry for what happened Gemma, humans fear what they do not understand we try and change that, I think you might be a little too old for the actually school, so if you do not wish to you country and you wish to stay here, you can join the x men after some training." He offered

"I don't want to go back, I don't want my parent's to know, can you help me with that?"

"There was a plane crash today, it's not been on the news yet but we can coincide with the news report and tell your parents, are you sure you want that"

"They'd rather think I was dead than know their 'precious angel' was a mutant" Gemma spat bitterly.

"As you wish, drake, could you show Gemma the guest room, when she's settled in if she still wishes to stay she can have the room next to yours, you can explain how the rooms work here."

" Ok professor, Gemma?" Bobby hesitated by the door, waiting for her; she smiled and walked over quickly.

"So how do the rooms work here?" Gemma asked

"Well it's pretty cool, you get funds to decorate them and furnish them how you want, within reason, some of us x men are quiete the interior decorators, storm asked for the attic and it's practically unfurnished just a futon bed on a platform under the skylight, a little desk and chair, and the rest is all filled with plants its like a forest"

"Sounds cool,"

"Yeah, we're all pretty different, the guestrooms pretty simple, but if you stay, it's a real test to your creativity, of course this is just for the x men, the normal students of Xavier's school for the gifted, sleep in dorms."

Gemma laughed, "good old university dorms, the same the world over"

"Yup" bobby agreed, laughing, he pinched his nose and added "smelly"