ME: Oh, don't worry about Jaeger, she makes plenty of appearances. I only left her out a bit because I don't want the story to seem to focused around her. I need to include my other characters, but I'm glad you like her so much. In fact, she joins the X-men this chapter. Wow, one of my OC's has a fan. I'm flattered, really.

Jaeger: * Bows dramatically as roses are tossed at her feet. * You like me, you really like me!

ME: Oh yes, we adore you. ~Drama Queen.~ * Rolls eyes. * (Agent-G): No, I haven't stopped reading, I've just been really busy, my teachers have been piling on the homework load and everything's just a mess! I've been trying to balance reading ya'll's fics and writing my own. Plus all that school crap. I don't have time to write a decent review, and I've still gotta catch up with some of your writing, I'm afraid I'm a bit behind. But I love it, don't think I stopped because I haven't. You'll hear from me soon though, promise.

Jaeger: Yes, yes, me too! Vincent's my hero! Go Vincent!!!

ME: But seriously? They're discontinuing Angel? NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Sorry, I'm a very misinformed person. But I heard a rumor they're bringing Connor back. I repeat, NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Sure, they kill off Fred, and bring back Connor, the guy no one even likes! Who writes this crap? No wonder they're canceling the show! (Except that puppet thing, that was great! My sides still hurt from laughing so hard!)

PS: I don't know what to do about the thing with Shadow Cat as far as doing more or none at all. One person says "Yay" while the other says "Nay."

Jaeger: I say shut up and start the story already, you're drivin' me nuts!

Ch. 6: Jasper

~*~

Celeste

Life at the Institute is pretty good. I've already met all the students and I think we get along pretty well. I've been here a whole week and now most of the students have left for Christmas Holiday and now I'm left with Charles, Hank, Logan, Scott, Rogue, and Lonna. I do a whole lot of work in the lab with Hank, and I help Charles keep up with all his paper work. My hands have been full with healing the kids after session after session in the Danger Room. But they're all gone now so it's really quiet, and it seems kinda... I dunno. Different. Nothing's blowing up, no one's screaming.

I like it.

"Hey! Scott just sucker-punched me!"

"I did not!" Scott objected.

"Did too," Lonna argued. "You shot my little person's brains out!"

Ok, it's not that quiet. Halo tends to do that people, or so I've heard.

"Your just jealous because Scott's better than you," Rogue pointed out.

"Hey, you can't talk, you're not playing!"

"She's right ya' know," Scott said.

"Yeah."

I have to admit, there's nothing more amusing than watching Lonna getting her butt kicked in video games. Whether it's Halo, Fusion Frenzy, James Bond, or God knows what, you always end up laughing.

~*~

Jaeger

"You really think the X-men'll trust you?" Lance yelled at me from the porch as I walked down the drive. "I tired that once. They'll blame all their problems on you! You'll never make it!"

Blah, blah, blah. Shut up Lance. The X-men are my friends, so it'll be different for me. You just had Kitty, but I have the whole crew, so HA!

He slammed the door shut. I just kept walking.

Tabitha tried to blow me up when I told her I was going. She almost succeeded. "You'll never fit in with the geek-squad!" she said. Then when that was over Pietro gave me a hard time. He kept taking things out of my bag real fast, and then while I went to get them he'd get something else. He told me I was off the team for good. I don't care! Why do think I'm leaving in the first place dumb ass!?! God! They're all such...

But now, I'm gonna join the X-men! Yay! Yippee! Yeehaw! Yahoo!

Hey, I got here faster than I expected. I guess time flies when you're lost in thought. Is that why math class seems so short? Or is that just because I talk to Kurt almost the whole time? No, that's why my grade's slipping, it's short because I think too much.

I wonder how I plan on getting past those gates? I reached out and touched them. I could blow off the lock, but too many people would think I was breaking in and I'd get arrested. Not exactly on top of my list of things to do.

I glanced around and saw some little monitor thing people use to talk through. Spiffy. I pushed my finger on the little button and made a static sound. "Crsh. Evan, Kurt? Crsh. I'm here to join the team over. Crsh. Crsh."

I waited. No answer. "Crsh. If you're ignoring me I'll crsh crsh you from here to Timbuktu. Crsh. Crsh."

Nope. Nothing. "No, seriously, this not funny! Lemme in you crsh crsh!"

I saw a little button that looked like it might be a doorbell. I rapid- fired. Then-

"Hello? Do you need something?"

Ahh. I got someone's attention. But it doesn't sound like anyone I know. Hm, odd.

"Yes, I'm here to-" I looked around to make sure no one was listening in. "Join the X-men," I whispered dramatically.

"Uh, ok. What did you say your name was?"

"I didn't. But it's Jaeger. Can I come in now?"

There was a pause. "Scott says yes."

The gates opened and I strolled on in.

~*~

Lonna

I didn't really know what to expect. Scott says, "Jaeger? It's about time." And Rogue says, "Ok, cool." Then Ms. Nolan says, "I don't think I've heard of her, have we met?"

Scott waited by the door, and I snuck off to Mr. McCoy's lab. I like Mr. McCoy, he's cool. Plus, he shows me how to make stuff blow up, and I like that. Maybe I should become a professional archaist when I grow up.

He wasn't really doing anything, just looking through a book and munching on an apple.

"Mr. McCoy," I said quietly.

He turned to face me. "Oh, Lonna! What is it?"

I shrugged. My eyes darted around the room, looking for something to play around with. "Who's Jaeger?"

"Jaeger? Why do you ask?"

"She's here."

He looked pleased. "Is she now? It's about time, I thought for a minute she'd never come around!"

Not helping. "But who is she?" I pressed.

"A friend," he said bluntly. "Let's go and greet her. What say you?"

I gave an exasperated sigh and followed him out of the lab. I was always a bit edgy about meeting new people. When I first got to the Institute I had a hell of a time trying to remember who's who and what's what around here. To be honest, I liked it better when it was just me, Scott and, Rogue. But most of my better friends like Rahne, Van, and Jamie left, which is a real shame. But I get along with the rest of the masses too. (Except Logan, he scares the crap outa me!)

Again, I didn't know what to expect. But her name made her sound, oh, I dunno, tall, preppy, speed-demon. On the track team with six boyfriends at a time. Not that I'm making assumptions, but...

Well, what I saw didn't fit my description at all. She was pretty, medium height, long, wavy blond hair pulled in a ponytail. She was pretty relaxed, looked a little bored even. I noticed that Mr. McCoy left my side to go and greet her, so I followed.

He shook her hand. "Well, it's about time, what took you so long?"

She shrugged. "I dunno. Slow on the uptake I guess."

I wonder what her power is. If it's anything like mine then it won't matter, I can't use it. Ok, see, as it turns out, I am a mutant. I make some funky shield thing pop up. It's actually pretty cool, except I always use it at the wrong time. For example: Jamie and I got in a Throw-Pillows- And-Other-Harmless-Objects-At-Each-Other War. He was winning due to the fact I was greatly out numbered. Then, all of a sudden, my shield thing started and I couldn't turn it off! See, it's like having a big bubble around you. So when it was time for everyone to go home for the holidays, I couldn't say goodbye because the bubble wouldn't let me out the door. So everyone leaves and I'm still stuck in a war zone! It stayed on for another hour before turning off. (I couldn't get into the bathroom and I really had to pee!) Then, later Scott took me to the Danger Room for the first time. Some razor thing flew at my head. I tried to make it work, the shield thing, but it didn't! Thank God for Scott though, he blew it up with his eyes! It almost sliced off my head! I owe him my life!

I haven't gone within five feet of the Danger Room since. Can you blame me?

I found myself looking out the window, watching the snow fall while Scott showed Jaeger where her room was.

"Hey Rogue. Wanna have a snowball fight?"

"No."

Man, it's so boring without someone like Rahne, Van, or Jamie to play with.

~*~

Jaeger

Man, it's so boring without someone like Evan, Kurt, of Bobby to mess around with. This place is practically empty! There's nothing to do, no one to talk to!

But at least I got to take a nice, warm shower. At the boarding house the water's either cold as ice or it's dirtier than you are! What kinda shower is that? But here... heh, heh, heh. I burned myself it was so hot! I didn't wanna get out, but I had to 'cause I was getting really hungry. I still am hungry which is why I'm sitting in the kitchen eating an apple.

I felt something bump my leg. Awww! They got cats! It was a little black kitten. It stared at me with big, curious eyes. I bent down and stroked it.

I'm not sure why, but I feel like using the phone. I guess I could call Leena. Or Mom. Or maybe...

I could try calling Dad. (A/N: do you remember Jaeger saying she had her dad's number just never called him. I think it's somewhere in ch. 1.) If he even lives in the same place anymore, which I doubt. But at least it's something to do.

I ran upstairs and went through my stuff, searching for what might make life great or awful.

Aha! I found it!

I bolted back downstairs and held the phone to my ear. I gently pressed the buttons.

281...

I crossed my fingers.

389...

Please be there.

4657...

I heard a ring. One... two... three...

"Hello," I heard the emotionless voice of a guy on the answering machine. "This is the answering machine. No duh! We'll try to get back to you if you leave a message, but chances are we'll forget. So cross your fingers."

BEEEEP.

I sighed. The message machine. The voice sounded about my age, so I don't think it's Dad. I guess I'll just hang up-

"No!!!! Wait, I'm here!" It was the same voice on the machine, but he was panting like he'd been running a lot.

"Uh, hi," I said.

"Hi," he panted. "This is Jasper. Can I help you?"

Why not? "I'm looking for Mr. Hallett."

"That's my Dad."

What? "Alan Hallett. He's your dad?"

"Yeah."

Holy-! I have a brother!!! Or at least a half brother, I-I don't know what to say. "Can I talk to him?" I choked out.

"He's a bit busy right now, can I take a message?"

"What did you say you're name was?"

He sighed. "Jasper. Can I take a message or what?"

"No, I'll call back later."

"'K."

I hung up. I need to talk to the Professor. Now!

~

I tapped on the door. "Professor?"

"Yes?" he asked. "What is it? Come in."

I poked my head through the door. "Uh, see, I was uh..."

"You can tell me," he assured me. And for some weird reason, I did.

"I was trying to call Dad, see, 'cause I've never met him before, and-"

That's how the whole thing went. When I was done he nodded and told me he'd look into it. I'm guessing he's using that, what's it called? Cerebrum thing. Isn't that a part of your brain? Oh well, whatever floats your boat, man.

~

I was humming along to my Areosmith tunes when the Professor called me with his creepy mind thing. ~Jaeger,~ he said. No! He thought. ~I would like to see you in my office.~ (A/N: I don't know what he calls that place, sorry.)

~Uh, ok.~

When I got there he was looking on some screen thingy with a funny looking hat on. I stifled a laugh. "You wanted to see me-mph!- Sir?"

He removed his hat. He smiled at me. I think he knows I thought he was funny. "Jasper, the boy you spoke with earlier, is indeed your brother. Your twin brother."

"What!?!" Ok, brother maybe, but twin! Why didn't Mom tell me? How come he got to leave when I didn't?

"Your brother is a mutant as well," he continued. "I wanted to ask you if you'd like him to come."

I was still getting over the shock of having a twin. "Yeah," I sputtered. "Sure!"

He smiled again. "I'll call him." He turned to pick up a phone.

"Wait," I said. "Can I?"

His smiled widened. He passed the phone to me.

I dialed.

~

"Sure," he said happily. "I'll come!"

We had been formally introduced and had been talking for the past hour. Jasper's cool. He lives on a ranch in Texas, how cliché! "Great!"

"So what's your power?"

"Here's a hint," I said. "My codename's Panzer."

"Codenames? How cool are ya'll secret agents?" He didn't even let me answer. "Are you a cat? Panzer, panther. Makes sense to me!"

"No, I blow stuff up."

"Really? What's that got to do with panthers?"

"Nothing!" I laughed. "I didn't come up with it, I dunno what panzers are!" (A/N: A panzer is a tank in German.) "What's your power?"

He paused. "Well, see..."

"It's ok," I told him. "I want it to be a surprise."

"Would yah hurry up," Rogue snapped behind me. I jumped almost three feet in the air. "I need to use that so we can order pizza!"

"Uh, sorry," I apologized. "I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"But-"

I hung up on him and passed the phone to Rogue. "Sorry," I told her. "That was my brother."

She looked at me funny. "But I thought you didn't have-"

I took off. I wish Kurt and Evan were here, then I could tell them all about this! Can you believe I have a brother? Me and the Professor are gonna pick him up tomorrow! Yes!

Tomorrow, tomorrow,
I love ya', tomorrow!
You're only a day away!

_~*~_

ME: Well, that's that. Chapter six is complete! Jasper's gonna join the crew. Oh, just b/c he lives in Texas, doesn't mean he talks like Rogue. We Texans may be southerners, but we don't have Rogue-ish accents. I'm not being stereotypical, I've got nothing her voice.

Oh, please review for those who aren't, and tell me who your favorite characters are, that way I can add more or less depending on the demands of the masses.

(Agent-G): expect a review soon, I love your fic, it's awesome! Don't ever think otherwise or I'll decapitate you and feed your lifeless carcass to a herd of half-starved turkeys!!! Vincent rools!!!

Jaeger: I concur!

ME: What are you doing here? Go away!

Jaeger: you hate me! I'm so unloved!

Van: Don't worry Jag, I still love you.

Jaeger: Oh, piss off!