"I'm surprised to see you up so early."

"Huh, oh, ya." Nanny kept her back to Rogue, seeming a bit preoccupied with something. "You can only sleep for so long. And it's hard to get a good night's sleep when you ache all over."

"Mmmm, I can understand that." Rogue was cleaning up a bit; putting away dishes, bowls, papers, wiping off the counters and Nanny, with her back still to Rogue, seemed to be fiddling with something. Rogue left the room for a minute and she stopped just before the door way on her way back in. Nanny was shaking her hand furiously. There was something stuck to it- she tried prying it off and shaking it off, but nothing was working.

"What ya got there kid?"

"Oh nothing," she almost shouted. She turned her head quickly to face Wolverine and tried to cover the spoon with her sweater sleeve. She tried to act normal, pretend nothing was going on, but when she opened the fridge door, it clinked against the handle.

"Nothing doesn't make that kind of a noise."

Rogue walked in again ready to split her sides with laughter, while Wolverine starred at Nanny like she had completely lost her marbles.

"It's my bracelet."

"You never have been very good at lying, and you still aren't."

'Except for yesterday when y'all bought my story,' Nanny whispered under her breath.

"Here, let me see your wrist."

"No really, it's ok."

"Let me see your wrist." Wolverine stood up and went to grab her wrist.

"No, I'm ok!" Nanny pulled her wrist away and Wolverine found that his feet seemed to be glued to the floor; he couldn't move. Nanny backed up a bit and Rogue left, giggling under her breathe. Nanny walked over to the sink, hoping that if she washed her wrist, the spoon might come off. Wolverine reluctantly sat down. It was obvious that Nanny had no idea about what was going on.

"So you feeling better?" Storm asked as she came in to get some coffee. The spoon fell into the sink and Nanny stared at it, confused.

"Nanny?"

"Huh? Oh, ya, sorry. I'm doing a lot better. Definitely not as sore as yesterday." She continued to stare at the spoon, and then she checked her wrist again.

"That's good. Say, is that your cereal?"

"Oh ya."

"Ya know, I get so tired of cleaning up after these kids!" Storm smiled slightly and poured sweetener into her coffee and a bit of half & half. She leaned against the counter and sipped carefully at her coffee. Nanny poured the milk into her bowl and pulled out a different spoon.

Several things continued throughout the day that had Nanny baffled. She found paperclips and staples would follow her hand across the table and some would stick to her hands. Sometimes the computer screens in the library would start changing colors- the image would stretch to one direction or the other. If she used her finger to follow a sentence on the screen, it would black out. When the last school bell startled Nanny and she jumped slightly, several drawers in the art room shot open; one came open so much that it fell to the floor. Good thing nothing was in that drawer. Nanny left the drawers open and went to get some liquid Tylenol from her bedroom.

…

'Nanny, could I see you in my office please?'

Nanny headed down the stairs and towards the Professor's office.

Rogue was outside with Wolverine, Cyclops, and Nightcrawler; they were teaching Nightcrawler how to play basketball. Rogue started laughing, a first quietly, and then it grew louder and louder.

"What's so funny?"

"Hahaha, she literally put you in your place! Hahahaha, and her wrist … Wolverine, do you know what was on her wrist?"

"Oh that. No. Do you know what was on her wrist?" He made a shot and Nightcrawler bamfed up and caught the ball before it could go through the basket. Cyclops tried to explain to him the rules once more while Rogue tried explaining what happened with Nanny.

"It was a spoon! She tried shaking it off, prying it off. Hahaha, I thought she was gonna try cutting it off too, but then you walked in."

Wolverine sighed. "She really has no idea then?"

"None! That's what the Professor is going to try to explain to her."

"She's in his office now?" Cyclops asked. He stopped his short lesson to listen. Rogue nodded and they left the basketball to roll off into the bushes.

…

"Nanny, you do remember what happened with Magneto, don't you? What really happened?"

She didn't answer.

"Do you know how you got out, away, and into the ally?"

"No, that's something I don't remember."

"Nanny, I don't know how else to tell you. You see, this is a very interesting case indeed. Nanny, you are a mutant."

"What? How! It's too late. I would have known by now." A small crowd had gathered outside the door. Nightcrawler, Wolverine, Cyclops, and Rogue listened intently.

"I thought you might have been one, but I do have to admit that your powers late arrival was confusing. But, you do have them. And I believe control over them is directly related to emotion. How were you feeling- what were thoughts when you pulled that spoon out of the draw?"

"You think I did that? No. It had to be someone else. A prank, glue."

"Answer my question."

"Huh. I ah ….." 'This is ridiculous! There's no way.' Nanny thought back for a few moments. "I was thinking about what happened, and trying to remember a dream I had. Oh, and I had a bad head ache."

"Nanny, your powers are very similar to Magneto's. You can control metals that have magnetic fields and you can control magnetic fields themselves. That is why the spoon attached itself to you. Your thoughts were concentrated on recent stress factors when you pulled the spoon out. It's only because it stressed you more to find the spoon attached to you that it wouldn't come off."

"I don't understand. It can't be! HOW?"

"I will work with you. It's going to be all right." He chuckled softly.

"Well ya- I mean, it's just, huh." She took a long pause trying to gather her thoughts. "I don't understand! I don't understand."

"Calm down. Remember, it's your emotions that control it. It will take a while to get used to, but what you need to work on now is meditating, calming your thoughts and feelings. You might even find a few other items stuck to yourself for the next few weeks, until it's more under control. Remember, we're here for you."

"I know."

As soon as Nanny stood up and headed for the door, the others dispersed. She headed outside to the soccer field and tapped a soccer ball around for a little bit. She sat down and starred over the small lake yonder.

"Mmmm. Hahaha, I don't think my life has ever been this hectic. There's too much to think about!" She closed her eyes and cool breeze softly danced with the blades of grass and tugged at her hair. The sun caressed her face.

"It is good to be back."

…

That night Jean, Cyclops, Storm and herself were watching a Law & Order: SVU marathon. They had eaten their dinner out in the TV room, and during commercials, Nanny would stare, unnoticeably, at a piece of silverware. Sometimes it would wiggle, but it wouldn't levitate like she was trying to make it. No one else noticed because of the noise from the commercials.

'How come I make spoons attach themselves to me and drawers fly open when I'm not even trying and I can't even levitate a fork when I am trying!'

The fork spun slightly in the bowl and everyone just thought someone accidentally shook the table. Nanny decided to stop. She could accidentally end up making it fly across the room which was dangerous as it was now a fork, and not a spoon.

She headed up to her room after the marathon was over, barely able to keep her eyes open.

'Nanny, we should start right away with your training.'

'Now!'

'No, tomorrow. How does 7 sound?'

' … mmm, just perfect …' she sneered.

'Good. I'll see you then.'

Nanny slammed her door shut and set her alarm clock, groaned, and fell into bed.

…..

"We'll work in the danger after you are more used to your powers and capabilities. For now, the out doors will do just fine. I've brought some spoons, since those seem to be your favorites." The Professor smiled. "Concentrate and levitate the spoon."

Nanny was sitting down and from the back it looked more like she was meditating. She stared at the spoon for minutes. It would twitch slightly and then sit still for several more minutes. She stopped, closed her eyes, and began thinking of everything she hated; if her powers were related to her emotions, maybe this would get it to work. As her mind scanned over events that had made her mad, and sad, ready to kill someone, each spoon began to lift itself slowly off the ground, gaining speed with each second.

"Nanny?" She didn't pay attention.

"Nanny, stop!"

Nanny opened her eyes and all of the spoons were flying out of control. She couldn't even get them to stop, to fall, to land. The Professor took over her mind, and landed the spoons carefully.

"What were you doing Nanny?"

"You said my powers are controlled by my emotions, so, I thought back on things that made me really angry."

The Professor sighed, closed his eyes, and put his hand to his head. "Nanny, if you were a person incapable of feelings, of emotions, you could still manipulate magnetic fields, magnets, and metals. Your emotions will only enhance your powers over them, but at the same time, make it harder and harder to control. Thus you will need to meditate to control these rash emotions. But I don't mean that you need to become cold hearted. You will simply need to learn to control the extreme emotions. Learn to navigate your powers even when you are angry. Your emotions will tend to only make your powers harder to control."

"So how do I get the spoon to move without getting mad at it, wanting to kill it?"

"It has to become a reaction like breathing, or blinking. Something that takes little thought. Calm yourself and take authority of your powers."

They practiced a few more hours until it was time for the Professor's physics class. She was able to levitate the spoon a quarter of an inch off the ground, and she was able to make it point north, but that's all she had accomplished.