In another part of the building Ms. Connors was not very happy with the guards' report. "Just like the old saying goes, you want something done right," she stormed out of the room. "Do it yourself."

Scott was going through the file cabinet as Stitch just stood around. "This is useless. The only possible way to find anything about your family or even you won't be very likely. There must be hundreds of files here, maybe thousands and--" Scott paused for a second. "EX626," Stitch's head jerked over to him as Scott began to read from the many forms. "It says you were born here in Birmingham." Scott stared at the copy of what might have been Stitch's birth certificate. "Your real name is Antony Lawrence Watson." He stared at his sightless friend. "Antony does sound better than Stitch."

"And EX626," Antony chuckled.

"Too bad. I was hoping you'd grow to like that name," Ms. Connors came in and stared the two down. Antony knew this voice and didn't very much like her intrusion. "I see you finally got what you came for, sadly you won't have any memories of it." Ms Connors held up a small pistol gun aimed straight at Antony. AS her finger loaded the next bullet, Antony disappeared into thin air.

Scott woke up to a bright light shining in his eyes. "So much for Antony being your friend am I right?" Ms Connors jumped in front of him and jerked his head around. The bullet that was meant for Antony grazed Scott on his shoulder, and after that Ms Connors called in for backup to take Scott in for questioning. Scott tried to lift his hand to trigger his visor, but were tied down tight. "Yeah, you know here we take precautions. Ever since we kidnaped Antony and found out he was a mutant, that brought attention that the world could be full of the,." She circled him over and over, "did you really think you could make it in and out without any complications? How did you even find this place," Scott didn't talk. "You want to play it that way then, huh?" Ms Connors slapped him across the face.

Antony was almost out when he took the airvent as his exit, but one sound stopped him. He turned around and headed into the direction of the sound wave vibrations.

"I'll say it one more time, how did you find this place!"

Antony came crashing down, solid and iron, right in back of Ms. Connors. "I brought him here. And if you know what's good for ya, you'll let us and all the other children go. IMMEDIATELY!"

Ms. Connors stared up and down at him. "Please don't fight us. You know this is where you are supposed to be." All Antony did was just smile.

"You're wrong. I belong with the X-Men." Just then the wall came crashing in as Piotr made his own custom door, and Logan jumped in from behind him.

"Surrender now, if you know what's good for ya." Logan snarled. Ms. Connors raised her brow at the tiny looking man, but was more threatened by Piotr's large structure and white piercing eyes.