Storm and Logan landed the X-Jet outside the old church. They left the jet and looked around. There was no one in sight.

"These are the coordinates." Storm said with a hint of confusion in her voice.

"What's wrong?" Logan asked. His voice had no trace of emotion in it. He was only asking, not hoping for an answer.

"This is the church where Jean and I found Kurt." Said Storm. She looked at Logan for one second then turned away quickly, "I'm sorry." She said. Thinking about Jean was the last thing Logan wanted to do, and Storm had just mentioned her.

Logan made a noise somewhere between a grunt and a growl, then moved toward the church.

Storm looked up at the large church and reluctantly followed Logan inside.

"Hello?" She called. There was no response but the flapping of birds' wings.

"You sure we're in the right place?" Asked Logan.

"Yes. I made sure of it." Said Storm, "That mutant is around here somewhere. We just have to coax her out."

The wind whistled throughout the church and the wood creaked. If that mutant was in here, she was doing a good job of hiding.

"Hello?" Storm called again, "Is anyone here?"

Nothing.

"Maybe she moved to a different location." Said Logan.

"I don't think so." Said Storm, "Just…wait."

She took a few more steps forward, "Hello!" She called a little louder, "We're not here to hurt you!"

A strange ball of light suddenly flew at her. Logan grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her out of the way. He extended his adamantium claws and got ready to attack. Storm looked around. It had suddenly gotten very quiet.

"Logan, wait!" She hissed, "Don't do anything. And put those claws back in!"

"That bitch just attacked us, Storm! You really want me to wait and put my claws back in?"

"Yes! Do it!"

Logan turned to come back with a smart reply when another ball of light came from nowhere and hit him square on the back. He hit one of the pews in front of him and grunted…mostly from anger than pain.

Storm looked around and stood up. There! A shadow in the rafters! Close to the very place she had attacked Kurt when she and Jean had been there last.

"Logan!" She hissed, "Up there! In the rafters!"

Logan looked up and saw the shadow. He stood and turned around, claws still extended.

"Don't worry! We're not going to hurt you!" Storm said with a sidelong glance at Logan. She wished he'd put his claws back in.

"Yeah, right. We're not here to hurt you, you little---"

Storm interrupted him by putting a hand over his mouth.

"Please come down!"

"Tell your friend to put the weapons away!" The voice came from the rafters and was obviously female.

Storm looked at Logan, who had let out a derisive laugh at the order. He looked at her and rolled his eyes before retracting his claws.

"Will you come down now!"

The shadow could be seen moving, then jumping from the rafter. She landed on her feet, but stayed in the shadows. She was obviously watching them. Her eyes seemed to glow a yellowish- orange.

"Call me a bitch one more time and I'll kill you." She said. She was obviously talking to Logan.

"Yeah, I'd love to see that." Logan said with a small chuckle.

"Don't wish for something like that." Said the girl. She was obviously smiling, "You'll only feel stupid when I win."

Logan's claws came out again and he moved toward the girl in the shadows.

Storm stopped him by putting a hand on his shoulder, "We're only here to help. There's no need to be rude."

"There's no need for you to be here at all. Helping or not."

"Please…just come with us and we can help you."

"Help me? Help me what? I don't go anywhere with people I don't know. Especially mutants!"

"Then why'd you go with Magneto's goonies?" Asked Logan in a harsh tone. He was still mad that the girl had managed to hit him.

"I didn't go with them. Not voluntarily. They kidnapped me."

"Well we're not trying to kidnap you, sweetie." Said Storm.

The shadow moved slightly. Someone actually calling her "sweetie" had been a shock.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Storm. This is Logan. Don't worry, he's not as bad as he seems. What's your name?"

The girl hesitated, the spoke softly, "Talia Josephine. But my mom always called me T.J."

"Well, T.J., are you going to come with us? I promise you that if you want to leave at any time you can."

"Where would you take me if I went with you?"

"To a home. A place you could stay. A place for people like us. Mutants."

There was silence from the shadows. Finally, the girl moved into the light. She was just as Toad had described her: Like Kurt, except female.

Her skin was slightly lighter than Kurt's, and her hair was blue with white at the front. Her eyes seemed to tell her story. They were kind, but with anger, pain, and fear hidden inside. She looked at Storm with no emotion, then decided that the woman was telling the truth, and smiled.

Storm didn't notice any of this. What she first noticed when T.J. walked out of the shadows was the necklace around the girl's neck. It was a silver cross that was exactly like Kurt's.

Kurt's cross was used for praying. He always had it with him, even while he was sleeping. It always stayed within four feet of him. This girl had an identical cross. Storm began to wonder where this teenager had got the cross.

Then she thought about the strange resemblance between T.J. and Kurt. They certainly looked alike in a lot of ways. The eyes were definitely the same. She also seemed to have the same taste in hide-outs, Storm thought as she looked around the church. But the cross was weird. She remembered Kurt telling her that it was one of a kind, yet here was one that looked exactly like the one he had.

T.J. willingly followed the two mutants into the jet. They flew back toward the mansion. Storm looked back at their new friend. She certainly was beautiful. Not at all like Kurt, who looked like a demon.

T.J. sat in the back of the jet, looking out the window. She knew that all chances she had of finding her mother were shot now that she was with these mutants. She began to play with her necklace out of habit. When she was nervous, she often fiddled with it. The woman had looked at her as though she had been amazed. No one had quite treated her the way Storm had. Storm actually seemed nice.

"T.J.? Look out the window." Came Storm's voice, "That's the mansion."

T.J. turned to look out the window. The huge mansion loomed below them. She knew then that everything was different. Everything was going to change.