Disclaimer: See chapter one

A/N: Well as you can see, still have no idea what to name this thing, but I thought I would get another chapter out to you. If you anyone has an idea, please send them my way. Also, sorry if this seems stupid to anyone. This is my first fic and I am trying to make it at least a little interesting.

 At Frankie's Place

"Make yourself at home. I'm going to grab a shower and change real quick," Frankie said after showing Jubilee around the apartment.

"Ok. You mind if I make somethng for us to eat? I'm willing to bet after that little display earlier you're in need of some food."

"Now that you mention it, I am a little hungry. Usually I don't eat till late afternoon. How did you know?"

Jubilee lifted one of her hands and let off a very small paf. "Cause it seems we have more in common than we thought. Go take your shower and we can talk after."

About an hour later, after Frankie's shower and they had lunch, they sat down in the living room to talk about everything.

"So, what powers do you have, J, other than the pafs that is?" Frankie asked to get the conversation started.

"I also have slight telepathy and I can't be detected by other telepaths or by technological means unless I want to."

"Wow, that's pretty impressive. I just don't understand what's happening to me. Don't mutations usually manifest during adolesence? I'm almost 30. Why is all of this happening now?"

"Sometimes, if a person is under extreme stress, they will manifest latent mutant powers. Any thing life shattering happen recently?"

"No, as a matter of fact, things were finally going right for a change. I've finally been accepted by the other SWAT members, got settled in to this place, and hopefully after last night, found someone I could enjoy spending some time with."

Blushing a bit at the last statement, "Well, it might just be that you pick up on the powers of other mutants around you. You said your hands never glowed like that before. That's the first sign I had that I was a mutant. When did the empathy and stealth start?"

"Not really sure, to tell the truth. Not that long ago, maybe within the last few years. But what you were saying about picking up on other's powers. Not sure that is what is happening. I've been around other mutants before and nothing happened."

"Could just be you're a late bloomer. Either that, or you were under stress at that time, and you are finally at the ending stages of your manifestation. Although you seem to have manifested in the opposite way I did. I got my pafs first, then the other two powers showed up. I know someone that may have some answers for you, but he's in New York. Not sure how much help he could be anyway."

Just then, the phone started ringing. "Wonder who that could be. I'm supposed to be off-duty today," Frankie said as she got up to answer it.

"Hello."

"Is this Francis Johnson?"

"Yes. Is this Captain Jones? Is something wrong?"

"I need to see you immediately in my office. Seems one of your teammates saw you using mutant abilities at a cafe downtown this morning. You know mutants are not allowed on the police force, let alone on a SWAT team."

"Sir, I'll be there as soon as I can. Is the person sure it was me they saw?"

"Yes, he was quite certain it was you. You hadn't even changed out of uniform yet."

"I was at the cafe this morning, sir, but nothing out of the ordinary happened while I was there," Frankie said, while starting to get a little aggrivated. Her hands were beginning to glow slightly, letting Jubilee know that this call wasn't exactly a good one.

"Well, we need to get to the bottom of this. We need you to come down here and submit to a blood test to prove you are not the person this officer claims he saw. If you test negative for the X-factor gene, then you have nothing to worry about. After all, you did need to take that test when you signed up for the force, right?"

"Well sir, since I am former military, I was exempt from that test. Personnel should have received my medical file from the Air Force a while ago."

"No matter. Just get down here ASAP and take the test. That is all," the captain said as he hung up, not letting Frankie try to argue about it anymore.

"I take it someone saw you this morning," Jubilee commented as Frankie hung up the receiver. "Sorry, couldn't help but know that wasn't good news you were receiving. What did they say?"

"Oh, just that I have to go down to the station for a blood test to prove I am not a mutant, and we both know how well that will go over. Plus, with my hands glowing everytime I get a little upset lately, they won't have to do that test. This is just like what happened in the Air Force. As soon as I got used to the lifestyle, something happened that I couldn't control to take all that away. Is it my fault I was born like this? All I want to do is help people in some kind of official way, and everytime I try, something happens and I have lose the opportunity."

"Well, there are ways you can still help. I do have one suggestion though. When you go to headquarters, don't let them do the test. Just tell them you are resigning from the force because you feel that there is no trust on your team. That at the first opportunity, they found a way to try to force you out. That way, you won't be officially branded a mutant."

"So you are saying, hide what I am? Aren't you the one that forced me to believe this about myself?"

"Yes, but the last thing you want is the government to have a file with your abilities. Just leave quietly, and let them assume whatever they want."

"Now you sound like my lawyer when I was being discharged for being gay. He basically had me lying about myself when it was all said and done. Took everything in me not to just stay in and lie about my very nature. But what kind of life would that be? Now, I can date who I want, I just can't get the little bit upset in public, or I may blow something up. What kind of life is that?"

"I told you I know someone that may have some answers to your questions, right? Well, he can also help you get a handle on your powers. I'll go with you and help you learn. Believe it or not, life is not over for you. I have faith that you can and will be able to help people in the way you really want. You just have to do it in a slightly different way."

"Ok, let me get tie up my loose ends here, then I will go with ya to see this friend of yours that you think can help me. I'm not saying I will stay there long, but I will at least give it a try."

"Well, that's all I can ask of ya."