Back at the manor a year later, Tinkerbell had locked herself in her room and had gotten sick from the grief, but no one knew because no one wanted to bother her. Finally Prof. X detected it and sent Peter Rasputin, a.k.a Colossus, in to take her
to the infirmary. Peter broke open the door, picked up the weak Tinkerbell, and carried her to the Professor and Storm. They laid her down in a bed and Peter sat next to her. The professor asked Peter to stay and keep watch over Tinkerbell until
she woke up and he agreed. Scott came into the room, and although still depressed, he wanted to try to make a connection with Tinkerbell, feeling she was the only way he could stay connected with Jean now that she was gone. Scott told Peter he
could take a break and that he would watch over Tink, and Peter agreed after a little bit. Peter went to get some food, but he felt like Tinkerbell and he had made a connection. He had felt all of her emotions flow through him and he didn't know
how she had done it, but he had a feeling that she had done it because she trusted him. Scott softly said Tinkerbell's real name, trying to wake her up, but not frighten her. "Katharine, Katharine, wake up, it's me, Scott." After a second, she started
to stir and slowly opened her eyes. She knew that Jean had loved him, so she decided she would talk to him and answer his questions, because she could sense that he had a lot. "Katharine, can I ask you a few things?" He asked. "Go ahead,
shoot," she replied. Her long brown hair fell over her shoulder; it had a tint of red in it, just like Jean's. "Katharine, how did Jean know your whole name, and why do you two have the same last name?" "I thought a lot of you might like to know
that. You see, Jean was my mom..." "Your mom, I didn't know Jean had a kid," Scott interrupted. "She didn't. She was my adoptive mom. She was best friends with my mom and dad, and she was my godmother. When the professor finally
decided it was time to tell my parents I was a mutant, he told Jean to tell my parents, because they were close, and she did. They were in denial at first, but it did explain why only Jean knew what I wanted and was thinking when I made the tinkling
bell noise, which is how I got the nickname Tinkerbell. I would only communicate with Jean, and telepathically, because I knew she was the only one who would understand. Because of that, I didn't talk until I was about eight. Jean told me it was
time to tell my parents then, and that was when they first heard me speak. I showed them my fairy wings, that I could hide, and demonstrated my telepathic, telekinetic, and astroprojection abilities for them. They were shocked at first, but they still
loved me, and they were happy to have Jean there to help with me. They sent me here to go to school, and to learn how to control my powers from the professor. When I was about eleven, my parents were killed by Sabertooth. My sister
Kimberly wanted to take care of me, but she had moved to Los Angeles and couldn't really care of me because she wasn't a mutant, and her and her boyfriend, Tommy, wouldn't be able to handle it. So, Jean adopted me and we lived here. After
my parents died I stopped talking again, and would only communicate telepathically with Jean and the professor. And now that Jean is gone, I suppose I should start talking, because that's what she always wanted me to do, and I want to honor
that." Scott sat there for a second trying to take all that in. He couldn't believe his ears. If this girl was telling the truth about her abilities, it's possible she could be the most powerful mutant ever, and his last connection with Jean. He couldn't believe
all that power was in this one teenager.
At eighteen years old, Katharine was 5'9" and 125 pounds. She worked out a lot and did gymnastics, a passion she picked up from her sister, Kim. She was in excellent shape, but she wasn't very social. She had long brown hair with a slight
red tint and bright blue eyes, like her dad's. She resembled Jean, but no one knew why, only three people had that knowledge, Kat's birth mom's real parents, and the professor.
