Well, it's been way too long, and I bet most of the few reviewers (lol) have forgotten or given up on this story, but here is the fourth chapter, lol. Please review.

-Ice Lynx

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Hank and the professor entered the med bay a few moments later to find all of the bloody tools, clothes, and water removed, though the smell was still there. Jean was sitting by the medical table, and she looked up as the men entered. Smiling at them weakly she got up and walked over.

"Kurt told you she was waking up, didn't he?" she said quietly. Xavier nodded.

"Is this true?" he asked. Jean sighed.

"Kind of, she had been stirring, but she hasn't opened her eyes yet," Jean said. "I wish Kurt hadn't gotten excited when she moved, he teleported off before I could say anything.

"I see, but do you think she will wake any time soon?" Xavier asked.

"She does seem to be getting stronger, I wouldn't doubt it." Jean said. "Do you think she'll stay here professor?" she asked.

"I hope she does until she if in full health again," Xavier said.

"I'm curious as to who she is," Hank said. The professor smiled then.

"Yes, you and the whole of the school," he said. It was true, about a day after the girl arrived rumors started all through the student population about the mutant who had been dumped at the gates and left for dead. The arrival of Tear, which had been noticed by a few, and the moodier Logan had sparked even more speculations, and Kurt was often seen followed by a small group of kids talking about it and trying to get answers out of him, which he never gave on the Professor's request.

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It turned out that the girl woke the next day; right after Hank had finished changing her bandages. Upon noticing her eyes lids slowly opening he immediately mentally called for the professor.

~~ Yes Hank? ~~ he asked.

~~ She's waking up, for real. ~~ Hank said, putting down the roll of bandages and walking over to take a better look.

~~ I'll be there immediately. ~~ Xavier said, and closed the link.

For a moment the girl's eyes were unfocused, and she slowly turned her head to look around while her fuzzy vision slowly became sharper. She seemed to be wondering where she was when she saw Hank. But to the man's mild surprise she did not seemed scared or shocked, she just looked at him with her silver eyes steadily, not showing much emotion at all.

"Hello," he said gently. "How are you feeling?" The girl looked at him, as if not hearing him, and he wondered if she had when the doors slid open and the professor, followed by Storm and Jean wheeled in. He smiled warmly at the girl when she looked at him.

"Welcome," he said. The girl did not answer, instead she kept her steady gaze on him. This slightly put off the mutants in the room, but then she spoke, her voice slow and clear.

"Where am I?" she asked. She had traces of an English accent but with her slow speaking it would not be confirmed at the moment. Xavier smiled.

"You are at my school for mutants," he replied. "My name is Charles Xavier, you're safe here. What is your name?" The girl's eyes narrowed at this question and she seemed to think for a while. Then she remembered.

"Randy," she said. Xavier smiled again.

"Do you know what happened to you Randy?" he asked. Once again Hanna seemed to have to think for a while, and then she shuddered.

"Yes," she said so quietly Xavier barely heard her. Recognizing her unsettlement Xavier did not press further into the issue, instead he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"You are safe here, now try and get some rest," he said. Then he turned and looked at Jean, Ororo, and Hank. Beckoning for them to follow him outside he waited until the door slid shut and turned to them.

"I don't think she's ready to talk about what happened to her yet, so please don't press her. And Jean, will you kindly go talk to Kurt and the other children and tell them to stay away from the med-bay so Randy can get some rest? Hank, I would like to see you in my office, and if you wouldn't mind Ororo, could you stay with her?" he said. The white haired woman nodded.

"It's no problem. My last class just ended." She said. Xavier smiled at her and wheeled away, followed by Hank and Jean. Ororo walked back in, only to find Randy in a rather short conversation with Kurt, who was looking very curious that the girl had finally woken up.

"Then vot?" he asked quietly. Randy looked at him slowly and frowned.

"Then I blacked out just as we pulled up to the school," she said. Kurt looked upset and looked at Ororo.

"She vos attacked in ze city," he said grimly. Ororo clapped a hand over her mouth.

"You weren't asking her about that were you?" she exclaimed. "Randy needs her rest, Kurt Wagner," she finished severely.

"No, it's alright." Randy said, looking a bit upset all the same.

"I vos just curious," Kurt said, looking downcast. He looked at Randy. "I am sorry," he said sincerely. Then he teleported away, though it didn't seem to surprise Randy much at all.

"It was more startling when he teleported inside," she said, looking at the bemused expression on Ororo's face. The white haired woman smiled.

"Can I get you anything? Are you hungry?" she asked.

"What are my wounds?" Randy asked. Ororo tried to smile, though it was obviously forced and had a grimness in it that wasn't of much comfort to the teen.

"They're healing," Ororo said, and then she changed the subject.

"Do you have any friends or family that we can contact? I'm sure they would like to know about your attack, you've been out for a week." She said.

"No, I live alone in Manhattan. I don't have any friends either." She answered. "I, I can't really feel my legs." She said unsurely. Ororo smiled again and picked up one of the girl's clawed hands.

"You'll feel them in no time," she said, praying it was true.

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"Hey dude, yeh look like you've seen a ghost. What's up?" Kead looked down at Tear, who had just woken up from a small nap in the corner of a small cafe. The teen was breathing hard and looked a little pale, and looked around to make sure no one else the boys knew was in the restaurant.

"I had a dream 'bout her," he said in a low voice. "She's alive, I-" he was cut short as Kead punched him hard in the gut. "Ah!" the younger gangster cried, falling over and clutching his stomach.

"Shut the fuck up," Kead hissed. "I told yeh, don't talk about that bitch ever again! I don't give a fuck what happened to her or any other mutie we've jumped!" Tear groaned and slowly got up.

"Sorry dude," he said. Kead glared at him.

"Hey! Why you fighting this time?" Kead turned around to see Jale coming in, an eyebrow raised and looking interested.

"Nothin'," Kead said. Tear got up and dropped his hands from his stomach, trying to grin.

"Not fighting," he lied. "I dared him teh hit me."

"Really?" Jale answered skeptically. Then he shrugged. "Whatever, it's your own problem." Kead glared at Tear.

"There is no problem, man, the problem's over." He said. Tear looked at the floor.

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Well, it took forever to post this, but anyway, um, whatever. I think this story is gonna wrap up within the next few chapters *shrugs. Yeah. Um, yep, so that's it. I really have nothing else to say besides please review.

-Ice Lynx