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A/N: Many thanks to the people that have sent me their reviews! I know I'm still not getting very descriptive, but I promise I'm trying to work on it. Just don't want lots of descriptions to get in the way of the story.



Chapter Four

Ty leaned back in the booth, considering the people around her and what they had told her about their team, the school, and their mission. This computer of theirs, Cerebro, had found her and their boss had decided they should come to meet her. Professor Xavier was his name. The red head was a doctor, and one of the few mutants that had 'come out' on a national level.

Still, with all that, what impressed her most was that they all meant what they said. She couldn't sense so much as a white lie in the way they carried themselves. She couldn't smell any stress, and they all met her eyes easily. Well, she assumed that Scott was meeting her eyes. It was hard to tell around his shades.

"Only one thing bothers me, though," she tried hard to hold back her grin. "Cyclops? Wolverine? Gambit? Red's the only one here with a normal name."

"We've got names!" Scott protested. "Those are just our codenames."

"Codenames, huh? Who picks your names?" Ty giggled.

"Dere be no problem namin' you, cher," Remy grinned. "You be mon Dêfi." Ty looked at him expectantly, waiting for the explanation. "Dare, mon ami," the red-eyed mutant smiled. "For daring anyone to hurt what's yours."

Ty considered it for a little while, then smiled. "I like it."

"So does that mean" Jean's question trailed off as she lifted a perfectly manicured hand to push her hair out of her face.

"Yeah, I'll go with you. Check it out, anyway," Ty nodded. She looked toward the man sitting next to her, who had remained silent throughout most of the morning. He simply nodded his approval and kept on shoveling eggs and bacon into his mouth. Suddenly he noticed her scrutiny and stopped eating long enough to pass her a piece of bacon. She chuckled and took it from him.

"Well that's a first," Jean laughed. "I've never seen Logan willingly share his food."

"Gave m' last piece of jerky t' Marie once," he mumbled around his full mouth.

"You're all heart," Scott said mockingly.

"Prick."

"Enough, boys," Jean interrupted before they could really get started.

Ty laughed at them both, her grin matching Remy's wide smile. She'd have to go back to the house, of course, and make sure Andrew knew what was going on, but she knew he'd take care of the pack. He had always been the one she trusted, and nothing would change that now. He'd watch over them and the house, making sure that it was there when she needed it again. With another smile, Ty lifted the bill for their meal from Scott's fingers and went to pay.

"I've got to go back to the house and get things straightened out before I go anywhere," Ty said as she came back to the table. "Y'all are more than welcome to come if you want, then we can head to..." She stopped, realizing for the first time that they hadn't mentioned where this school was. "Where will we be headed for?"

"Westchester, New York," Scott smiled proudly.

"New York?" Ty blinked. "How are we getting there?"

"We brought our own transportation," Jean explained. "We have a... private jet."

Logan's head lifted curiously as he caught a quick scent of fear from Ty. "I don't fly," she snorted. "I'll drive, thanks. I'd want to take my car anyway."

"Me and Gumbo can ride with her," Logan offered. "Make sure she doesn't get lost."

"Alright," Scott nodded. "We'll go with you to get your things - anything you want to take can go on the Blackbird. Then Jean and I will fly back and make sure things are ready for you." He fidgeted a little before asking, "You're going to bring the car you were in last night?"

"Nah, I'll leave that one for Andrew," Ty smirked a little. "But I don't go anywhere without my baby."

"Your...?"

"You'll see," she assured him.