A/N Hey, sorry for taking so long, but I really couldn't think of where to go, so I hope this chapters long enough for you. Oh yeah, last chapter, Logan wasn't mad at Jamie, he was worried about him, and got mad when he found out that the new recruits were using Jamie to have an unchaperoned party type thing, sorry if that was confusing.

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Jamie was here again. He didn't know where here was, but he knew it was bad. But how can something so peaceful be so bad? Jamie thought to himself. It's so nice here, there's nothing to do, nobody here, it's great. But he couldn't help thinking that there was a reason he shouldn't like it here, but he was to care-free to notice.

---A few hours later---

"Jamie, are you awake?"

"Yeah, like, can you hear us?"

"Leave him alone Kitty, he should sleep a little longer," snapped Rogue, and Jamie opened his eyes.

In the room all the older X-men and adults, with the exception of Beast were crowded inside his hospital room, but the new recruits were not there.

"Hey...guys...what are you doing here?" Jamie asked slowly, trying to work off the anesthesia. "Where's Bobby and all them?"

"Seems they had some more important things to do," Logan said gruffly. Jamie didn't really understand what he meant, but he ignored it for the present time.

"How do you feel Jamie," The Professor asked.

"Tired," Jamie said, not really being able to describe how he felt.

"Well, that's usually expected after surgery, how does your arm feel?" The professor asked again.

"Better," Jamie said, trying to move his arm, even though it was in a cast. He was feeling a little more clear-headed, and decided to ask again, "Where are the others?"

Logan answered, choosing his words carefully so as not to upset the boy. "They were...acting up, and so I gave them some work around the mansion to do."

"Oh," Jamie said, he was disappointed, he wanted them there when he woke up.

"But we have some good news," Jean said, "You get to go home once they put the IV back in, which will only take a few hours."

"Yeah, so like, by dinner tonight, you'll be home again!" Kitty said.

"It'll be good to have you back kid," Scott told him, putting a hand on his shoulder, "Bobby just can't make as much noise as you can, it's to quiet around the house. I think we're all going crazy by the silence."

---The Drive home---

Jamie was driving home with Logan in the X-van, a pick line in one arm and a scar on the other. The older X-men had driven home in Scott's car, and the Professor and Ororo had somewhere else to go, so it was just him and Wolverine. Not that Jamie minded that much, he looked up to the older mutant, but he wanted to talk to someone his own age, not one he could be his great-grandfather.

"What did the others do?" Jamie asked Logan.

"What others?"

"Bobby and Jubilee and all them," Jamie said.

"I told you, they were acting up, and got extra chores to do," Logan told him.

"What did they do?" Jamie asked.

Logan sighed, and was silent for a few minutes. Just as Jamie was about to give up on it, Logan answered. "Kid, I didn't want to have to tell you this but the others...well, the others were saying some things that I didn't approve of."

Jamie was confused. "Like what?"

"At breakfast yesterday morning, they were making some rather nasty comments..." he trailed off, not knowing where to go next.

"About me," Jamie said, understanding what Logan was trying to tell him.

"Yeah," Logan admitted.

"But, why?" Jamie asked.

"Because, sometimes in life, you meet people who think they can do everything by themselves, people who don't think they need help. When you were there, you seemed like an annoyance, someone who just got in the way. And to them, that was okay, because then anything that went wrong could be blamed on you. But since you were gone, they've realized that they can't do everything by themselves, and that you're a key member of their team." He gave a slight laugh, "And they don't like admitting that."

Jamie was silent; he didn't really know what to say. He always knew the other recruits hated him, he just couldn't believe that what Wolverine was telling him was true.

"Really?" He asked Logan.

"Yeah kid, just don't tell them I told you," Logan said as they pulled into the driveway.

---At the Mansion---

Meanwhile, at the mansion, the other new recruits were working off their punishment from Logan. Between the nine of them, they were able to do all the dishes from breakfast, the weekly laundry, and clean the main rooms of the mansion.

"I can't believe I'm stuck doing this too" Tabitha said, dusting some of the tables off. "I wasn't even in the room when you all got busted."

"Yeah, but you're one of the reasons we got busted," Ray snapped, his notoriously short temper beginning to strain as he swept the floor.

"Not my fault Wolvie has super hearing and heard every word we said."

"Listen I think it was everybody's fault, now will one of you help me clean this mess?" Amara said. Now when Amara says 'will you help me' she means 'clean this up for me'. Of course no one volunteered.

"Come on" Bobby said "We need to get this done, or Logan will really kill us. You heard what he said."

"Yeah, listen to the runt" a scary yet quite familiar voice said.

All the New recruits scampered to finish their chores. It was ...Logan! Mr. "if you don't finish your probation you have extra danger room sessions with me." None of them wanted to be caught not doing their chores.

Bobby was the first one brave enough to speak. "Where's Jamie?"

"I'm right here." Jamie said softly.

The other recruits stared at him for a few seconds. He had lost a lot of weight, he hadn't been eating much, and was throwing up a lot, and he was still really pale. He looked up at the older mutants cautiously, not sure if they were going to attack him or something.

"How you doing Jamie?" Roberto asked him, getting one of the bags from Logan that he brought from the hospital.

"I'm okay," Jamie said, "but I'm really tired. Can I go to my room now?" He asked Logan. "I want to sleep in my own bed. I can't tell you how much I missed sleeping in my bed."

"Sure, kid," Logan said. "Jut don't trip on the stairs again or something."

Jamie nodded and headed up the stairs to his room. The other recruits stared after him.

"What are you twerps looking at?" Logan asked. "You still have work to do."

"How come Jamie's parents didn't come down here?" Bobby blurted out, ignoring Logan's order to get back to work.

"Yeah, my parents would have come over if I was sick," Sam said.

Logan sighed, he wasn't sure if Jamie wanted the other kids to know about his family, but then he decided it didn't matter. Almost every mutant's family was messed up somehow.

"He doesn't have parents, at least, ones that we know of, he was in a foster home when he discovered his powers," Logan told them.

The recruits nodded, and went back to work, if they stalled any longer, Logan might get angry, and they weren't in the mood for a danger room session.

---In Jamie's Room---

Jamie was lying in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He couldn't believe how happy he was to be home. Well, not home, but the place he had called home for the past year, back with the people he called his family.

Speaking of family, outside his door, Roberto and Bobby were debating whether they wanted to go inside and talk to Jamie. Neither of them really wanted to, but they felt it was the right thing to do. Actually, Roberto thought it was the right thing to do, and dragged Bobby along with him.

"I don't know if we should bug him," Bobby said, racking his brain for an excuse to avoid talking to Jamie. "He sounded tired, and if he's asleep, I don't want to wake him up."

"He'll want to talk to us," Roberto said. "He hasn't seen anybody around his age in a few weeks; he's probably bored out of his skull."

"Okay," Bobby gave in, "but if we wake him up and Logan wants to kill us, I'm blaming you."

They went inside the room, trying to be quiet, in case Jamie was asleep. He wasn't, and he stared at them curiously as they sat down on his bed.

"What are you guys doing here?" He asked them.

"We just wanted to see how you were doing," Roberto told him. He nudged Bobby.

"Uh, yeah, and I wanted to tell you that I don't think you're a bad team member or whatever else Wolverine told you I said," Bobby said, as bluntly as he could. He didn't understand why he had to be up here instead of Tabitha or Ray, but he wasn't going to mess with Roberto, the only mutant whose powers could stop his own.

"Really?" Jamie asked as happy as he could, which wasn't that energetic, since he still was kind of tired.

"Sure you a great member of the team .We need you on missions and simulators and everything." Roberto said nudging Bobby to say something.

"Yeah and besides that you're a....ummm..." He trailed off.

"A terrific person" Roberto finished.

"Yeah," Bobby agreed quickly. By now, Jamie knew that Bobby was lying, he might be drugged up, but he was smart enough to know that Roberto was making Bobby apologize.

"So, how was your last week in the hospital?" Roberto asked.

"It was okay I guess, but I didn't like the food," Jamie said, and they all laughed. "I didn't like how the doctors knew I was a mutant though."

"Well, Jamie," Bobby said, "they prick you with a needle and a multiple pops out, I think it's kind of obvious that they would have to know."

"Yeah, but, even though it's a hospital that anyone could go to, I was the only kid on the floor with my own room. And when they did try to put me with another kid, the parents freaked out, saying they didn't want their son in the same room as a 'freak.'" Jamie was upset, and Bobby and Roberto knew it. He didn't go to school, and didn't hear the verbal abuse the others put up with every day. He wasn't used to it.

"Hey kid, its okay," Bobby said, slightly ruffling his hair. "That kid's the freak, we're the special ones. Those humans just don't know it yet."

"I thought Storm said we all were humans," a voice came through the door. Jamie looked up to see Jubilee walk into the room. "Remember, and then she gave us a twenty minute lecture on how we shouldn't think ourselves any better or less than everybody else."

"Oh, yeah," Bobby said. "But when they say things like that, they deserve to just be mentioned as the lowly humans they are."

Before Jubilee could respond, the Professor's voice came into their minds.

X-men and recruits, we have just gotten word that the Brotherhood and the Acolytes are trying to rob the Bayville Bank, I need all of you to go down their and try to stop them.

Bobby, Jubilee and Roberto got up immediately, and said a quick goodbye to Jamie.

"Why do those nerds need to rob a bank?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah, I thought Magneto was paying for everything now," Jubilee said.

"I'm not complaining," Roberto said, "this is our first real missions since Apocalypse, I was hoping for some action."

Jamie sat in his room, once again left out of a mission. He wouldn't even get to find out what was happening until everyone came home, unless the news had heard about it, and he could watch his friends on TV.

He hurried down the stairs, even though he was really tired, so he wouldn't miss any of it. On the way down, he almost knocked over Hank.

"What are you doing here Mr. McCoy? Why aren't you with the others?" Jamie asked him, walking with him down to the living room.

"I was going down to the lab, but since you're in such a hurry, I think I'd better keep an eye on you," Hank said. "And I didn't go with the others because you need someone to watch you."

"Oh," Jamie said. Geez, he was 12 years old, he didn't need a babysitter.

A few minutes of flipping channels and trying to find the right news station finally showed them a good view of the fight. But a few minutes into it, he realized that Hank had stopped moving, and was listening intently. He pressed mute on the TV, and Jamie could hear a crash, and a loud curse.

They weren't alone in the mansion.

Hank immediately turned off the TV, told Jamie to stay put, and ran out of the room. Jamie stood frozen with fear, not really sure what to do.

A few seconds passed, and he heard a horrible yell that was obviously Beast. Before he knew what happened, the door burst opened, and Mystique burst in, carrying a weapon that was probably used to knock out Hank.

She pointed the gun at Jamie.

"I guess Magneto's plan to clear the mansion didn't go as well as planned. No matter, only the rejects got left behind," Mystique said.

Jamie's face turned bright red; it was bad enough that his teammates called him that, but people he didn't even know? He did the only thing he was trained to do in situations like these: clap his hands, make multiples, and yell really loudly.

Clapping his hands hurt a lot, but it got about 20 multiples out of him. They were able to distract Mystique from the real Jamie, and if they got hit, they would disappear without any problem. Mystique was having a hard time trying to get rid of all the Jamie's on her, while trying to locate the real one.

There was Jamie's everywhere. All of them trying to get rid of the gun from Mystique, and avoid getting hit. Mystique was knocking out as many duplicates as she could, but she was losing energy quickly.

Jamie was hiding behind the couch, trying to think of a plan. When he felt that his army of Multiples were getting to weak, he sent out a couple more. But this was tiring after a while, and he started to feel weak.

His multiples finally got the gun away from Mystique, and Jamie got out from his hiding place behind the couch. Mystique's nose was bleeding, and it looked like one of her arms was broken, but Jamie couldn't really tell. Mystique was holding her tongue, trying to keep what shred of dignity she had left. With his multiples holding her, Jamie was able to get in a swift kick that Logan had taught him, knocking her out.

--Meanwhile, the other mutants we're coming back from their mission.--

"Man, I can't believe those jerks ran when they saw us coming," Ray said. "We had to suit up and fly all the way down their, and we only fought for a few minutes."

The others agreed with him, until Logan and Rahne stopped suddenly, sniffing the air. While Rahne looked confused, Logan's faced instantly transformed into a scowl.

"You might get some action yet," he told Ray, "I smell Mystique."

The others quickly followed him into the living room, where they came to just in time to see Jamie knocking Mystique out.

Logan quickly went to him, propping the boy up, because he looked like he was about to pass out.

Right before he actually did, he said, "Look guys... I saved the mansion.... I'm not a reject." And he collapsed in Logan's arms.

Sorry if I screwed up his history, but hey, this is Author's Universe, which means I can do whatever I want, don't bother flaming me on it, I won't read it anyway. Constructive Criticism I can handle flames I can't.

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