Gwyna blinked slowly into consciousness. Her head and body ached. She looked around and saw she was in her bed or at least, a bed with her bedclothes on it. It took a few minutes for the memories of the past couple days to flood back. Then she remembered why she had blacked out in the first place.

"She's awake!" Gambit exclaimed from the doorway. Rogue rushed to her bedside.

"How ya feelin', sugah?" she asked.

"Whole, but ridiculously sore."

Rogue laughed. "That's wonderful."

Gwyna was silent for a moment. "What happened?"

Rogue looked at her, pain written across her face. "Ah don't really know. When Ah got there ya had already passed out. Bobby was tryin' t' revive ya."

"He should have known it would happen if Professor X said you've a hidden power," Gambit added.

"How?"

"Two years ago, anti-mutant activity was at a high. Mutants were bein' sent t' concentration camps of a sort. Gambit, Bobby and Ah had just found refuge here when they brought her…

"For the last time, Cajun, leave meh alone!" Rogue yelled. She stalked down the stairs, just as Wolverine came inside. "Hello, Logan."

In his arms was the limp body of a blond haired girl. Both were dripping wet. Storm flew in behind them. As her feet touched the ground, the rain dispersed.

"Hurry Logan, to the medi-lab," Storm said. She and Wolverine headed into the elevator. Rogue hurried after them in another.

She waited outside the medi-lab until Wolverine came out.

"Is that her?" she asked. "The gal Professor X was talkin' 'bout?"

"Yeah."

"What happened?"

"Knocked herself out. Not quite sure how. I was fightin' the Blob and she started screamin' about us stoppin'. She got all fiery and passed out. Knocked me into a building. Blob and Mystique grabbed her and ran. Had a helluva time trackin' her. Ran into a lot of…obstacles. Storm showed up though and we found her. Conscious, but then she went and passed out again."

"And she will be fine," Storm said, coming out. "Jean says the power in her is incredible." She gave Rogue a pointed look.

"Right. Ah'll be leavin' now," the girl said.

"We had a lot of good times," Rogue said. Gwyna could tell where this was going. "But she sacrificed herself when we were fightin' Magneto not six months ago. She blew his whole dang meteor t' bits. Gal went out with a bang."

Gwyna grabbed Rogue's hand. "I'm sorry, if 'tis any consolation."

"Now you see why we have been so upset by Bobby's actions," Gambit said. Gwyna nodded.

"But I'd still like to know what exactly made me pass out," she replied.

"I believe I can help with that," came Professor Xavier's voice from the doorway. The three students looked at him.

"Wait, chère," Gambit called as they left Gwyna's room.

"What, Cajun?" Rogue asked, not as harshly as usual.

"Are you sure you saw nothin'?" he asked seriously.

Rogue looked at the floor. "Ah…Ah didn' want t' remember. But it was just like with Alison. It's like she's got that same fire inside. Ah know we haven't known the gal long, but…Ah don't want t' lose her." Tears threatened to pour down her face.

"It'll be okay, chère," Gambit whispered, pulling her into a tight hug.

Gwyna sat trembling in her bed. She eased herself out of it and pulled on her robe. She walked to the window and stared out at the snow. The rising sun gave it a pink tint.

I could melt that if I wanted to, she thought wryly.

"Get a grip, lass," she told herself. Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Hey," Bobby said.

Gwyna turned to face him. She was unsure whether she should be extremely mad at him or not. She'd never dealt with this kind of situation.

"I want to say sorry," he started. "And I want to start over." He extended his hand. "I'm Bobby Drake, or Iceman."

"Gwyna, just Gwyna," she said smiling. She shook his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"History is such a snore fest," Bobby complained.

Gwyna shook her head. "You just don't like it because you can never remember the dates and things."

"Well just 'cause you can remember everything," he started.

"You two are bickerin' like a married couple," Rogue interrupted. She sat down next to Gwyna. "Hope you studied for the test, Popsicle. You know Storm don't stand cheatin'."

"Who said anything about cheating?" he asked innocently. Gwyna grabbed his hand and turned it over.

"And these notes would be fer what, exactly?" she asked.

"I want no talking until the last test is turn in," Storm instructed. "When you are done you may read or sleep. No talking whatsoever."

Bobby let out a sigh. Gwyna and Rogue rolled their eyes. The two girls were what one could consider best friends. They had gotten to know each other very well. Both needed the other and both weren't sure how they had gotten on without the other. Rogue was Gwyna's first real friend her age and Rogue was trying hard not to think of Gwyna as Alison. They weren't all that similar in appearance or personality, but after seeing what Gwyna was capable of, Rogue sometimes smeared the two together.

Rogue shook her head. Gwyna most certainly was not Magma. She was her own person. She looked over at her new friend, whose head was bent over her test.

Oops, forgot about the test for a minute, she thought, and started on it.