When Callisto woke up, her vision was cloudy and swirling in and out of color. Groaning, she shut her eyes tightly before she tried again.

"Take it easy. We had to really dig in deep to get that bullet out." Looking up, she saw Kurt looking down at her worriedly. Growling, she tried to sit up, but her thigh started to burn and she was forced to lay back down.

"Yeah, I wouldn't advise doing that again." Kurt said. "Not only because it will hurt you, but because the others didn't even want to let me help heal you. Logan's going to have to gnaw on a photo of you to stop himself from killing you."

"It was a mistake healing me." Callisto growled softly. "I must bring you in dead or alive, and I mean to carry my mission out!"

"You can try." Kurt said. "But you'll fail. Are you hungry?" Kurt held out a bowl, swirling the contents gently.

"Why are you helping me?" Callisto asked, narrowing her eye dangerously. Kurt shrugged, holding out a spoonful of food to her.

"Because you knew my father." He said seriously. "I want you to tell me about him, and I want the truth too, not lies." Callisto looked Kurt over, before she slowly leaned forward and accepted the spoonful of food.

"Your father did not join willingly." She said.

"I know. The Gestapo slaughtered the tribe of Romani he was living with." Kurt said.

"He always resented that." Callisto said softly. "I don't blame him."

"In my world, you were the leader of a group of mutants called Morlocks." Kurt said gently. "Did you have a group like that?" Callisto looked up sharply, looking at Kurt with an eye that sparkled with hidden pain. Slowly, she looked down and nodded.

"Yes, I led a group of mutants called the Morlocks." She said.

"They were killed weren't they?" he asked gently. Slowly, Callisto nodded.

"We fought the Gestapo as hard as we could, but Hauptmann Englande...He beat us. He said that if I became a soldier for the Reich, perhaps a bodyguard to someone like a Reichminister, he would spare my people." Callisto said. "I agreed, and while I was taken away to train, he slaughtered my people..."

"That must have been hard on you." Kurt whispered.

"I kept it inside most of the time." Callisto said, her eye sparkling slightly. "In this world with the Reich, showing your emotions is a sign of weakness to them, so I kept everything inside."

"Even your humanity." Kurt added. Callisto looked at him for a moment, and then she slowly nodded.

"Yes, even my humanity." She agreed. "Your father never hid anything in. I know that he let it out with the J... Your mother Shadowcat at night." She corrected.

"Callisto, you don't have anything left if you go back do you?" Kurt asked.

"A meeting with the gas chambers perhaps." Callisto shrugged.

"That won't be happening." Kurt said, smiling at her. Drawing a knife, he cut the bonds on her hands and ankles. "I think that you could be a great help to us."

"How?"

"You can help us attack Moira to get to her portal machine." Kurt said. "So that I can get home." Sighing, Callisto shook her head.

"You will need a lot more than my help to get to it." She said. "It's heavily guarded and besides, when those soldiers get back and report what has happened, Moira will be going insane to try and get you."

"I have to get home, Callisto." Kurt said. "Please?" Slowly, Callisto closed her eye and she shook her head a bit, thinking it over.

"Give me until the morning." She said. "I'll give you your answer then."

"All right." Kurt nodded, standing up. "But for your own good, you better just stay there and don't make any moves that look suspicious, SheCat is ready to stab you any second now." Callisto laughed softly, nodding.

"I shall keep that in mind."