Part II

Ororo Munroe was the first person to wake up. She moaned softly, quickly moving her hand to her head, which was pounding very loudly. She slowly opened her eyes, but hissed as the bright medical light shone in her face.

"Where am I?" she asked, her voice husky and dry. She tried to lean up on her elbows when someone's strong hands pushed her back down. Ororo squinted and looked up at the person who was standing above her. "What happened?"

Beast smiled at her and pulled one of the chairs closer to sit next to her bed. "I'm not really sure myself, but Jean and the Professor seem to think that it was something like a time rip. The sudden weather change is probably what affected you. We also think that was why you passed out was, it was unnatural."

Storm nodded, her eyes still closed. "That seems right. I did not understand what was going on at the time but now that you mention it, something was definitely wrong with that sudden weather change."

Beast shifted in his seat. "There was something else that happened."

Ororo opened her eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Someone actually came out of that time rip. We're not sure who she is but she has the X-men symbol on her coat," Beast stood up and scratched his head. He was silent for a few seconds before continuing. His hands switched position and moved to hold his chin while he thought. "I think that she came from another dimension. She seems very familiar to me but I can't place it. It also makes sense once you think about it."

"Yes, since Jean and the Professor think that there was a time rip that would make perfect sense. Is she awake?" Ororo asked swinging her legs over the side of her bed.

Beast shook his head. "Now, now Ororo. You need your rest. I'm sure that the others and I will be able to handle her on our own."

"Yes, but I just want you to be careful. We have seen weirder things come out of time rips and we do not need another menace running around New York trying to take over the world yet again," she responded casually, lying back down on the infirmary bed.

Beast chuckled. "Yes you are right about that one. I'll let you rest before telling the others that you have woken up. I'll be back to check on you later."

"Thank you Henry," Ororo whispered before falling into another deep sleep. Hank smiled and closed the door quietly behind him. His head snapped in the opposite direction when he heard a scream coming from down the hall. It was coming from that room.

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"Ah!" the girl screamed, her upper body rising out of the bed. Her face was covered in a cold sweat, her breathing irregular. It sounded like no matter how hard she tried she couldn't fill her lungs with the much-needed oxygen.

Logan was already sitting at her bedside. They were taking shifts watching the girl to make sure that when she woke up someone was there. It happened to be his shift when she screamed, sending him flying back in his chair.

"Hey, it's all right!" he said, getting up from the floor. He stood, lightly touching her shoulder. She flinched when he reached out. Her eyes quickly moved to take in the sight of Logan. She hadn't even noticed that he was standing there until he touched her. She began shaking, her eyes moving around the room to take in her surroundings.

Logan's hand hovered over her shoulder, his other hand hovering at the small of her back. He was unsure of what to do. He watched her gray eyes moving from object to object trying to make out where she was. Logan tried to say something else but her shaky voice stopped him. "Where am I?"

"You're in the infirmary," he responded but he shook his head when he realized that she wouldn't know where that was. "You're at the Xavier Mansion." He hadn't noticed that his voice actually sounded gentle. He didn't think that was possible anymore.

Her head turned to stare at him. Apparently she knew something about Xavier. With her cloak gone, the girl was only clad in a simple tank top and bottoms. Logan wasn't sure if she was shaking because she was cold or if it was because she was scared. "Um- are you cold? Uh here, let me get you a blanket," he said trying to divert his attention to something else besides the woman in the bed.

"Lo-Logan?" she asked, her voice now becoming steady. He spun around when he heard his name on her lips. He saw recognition in her eyes and she began to slow her breathing. He nodded his head moving back to her with blanket in hand.

She reached out to take it when Hank burst through the door. He saw the girl scream, brining her legs up to her chest and scooting closer to the headboard of the bed. She was again breathing heavily. "I'm sorry my dear. I didn't mean to scare you. My name is Henry McCoy but you can call me-"

"Beast?" the girl asked.

"Why yes, how did you know?" he asked moving closer to the bed.

"I didn't know what you looked like but I knew you're name was Henry McCoy. My mother was very fond of you. She used to tell me stories all the time about the adventures you had with the X-Men because I was too young to remember you," she spoke. As the seconds passed, the girl began to feel more comfortable around these two people.

"Who's your mother?" Beast asked before Logan could get the words out. He smirked. If Hank hadn't beaten him to the punch he would've asked her first.

"Sage."