April 9th

"I hope this is worth it" grumbled Peter as he shuffled into the sub-floor meeting room, his eyes aching each time he blinked. He stood behind Kitty as the other members of the group filed in and either sat down at the table or found a space around the edge.
"Apologies for the early wake up call, but we appear to have some essential information that we have managed to extract from the Eden's system" Charles began, clocking Logan's entrance as he silently hid himself at the back.
"It appears to be that our new arrival is more complicated that we first thought…" Hank stated, as he stood up from his seat. "Since 2010, Mallory has been the programme's constant control subject throughout their experiments. They've practically based their research on her powers and abilities, and their results are…astounding."
"So why did they allow her to be discharged?" questioned Kitty curiously.
"That's the issue, no one knows why…there's no discharge papers or request files. But all the staff that work there…have no memory of her existence…" Charles answered.
"Then how did you find the information?" asked Scott, when he heard a sharp cough behind him. He turned around and noticed Peter smile and lift up his hand in the air.
"Turns out Master Maximoff is quite the tech wit" Hank acknowledged. "There were thousands of files recovered on her. Going into extreme detail about her powers and her capabilities."
"Although, we've yet to discover what she has been limited to…" sighed Charles. "Unfortunately, this is how they created the drug Xylex…to cause her to limit her abilities."
"Xylex?" asked Rogue, looking towards Jean.
"It creates blocks in your mind, literally forcing your powers into a subconscious state…in the hopes of possibly eradicating it completely." Jean exhaled sadly, looking down at the floor.
"Has it eradicated it?" questioned Bobby.
"No it hasn't" Storm answered, standing up from her chair. She looked down at the interactive table in front of her, placed her finger down on it and swiped up. A CCTV video began running of the Training Room, showing Mallory flying and fighting in the simulations provided. As well as using what looked like electricity through her arms, lighting up her flight path as she flew around.

"She went through every level of the simulations without a scratch. As you can see, she has electrical manipulation stronger than I've ever seen. She's also showing signs of Telekinesis, as well as flawless hand to hand combat skills."
"I'd hate to see what she's being blocked from" huffed Peter.
"I don't know if this is relative Professor, but I saw her in the Library last week…she's reading up on a particular subject that I think is very unusual." Jean started, remembering her altercation previously.
Charles turned to stare at Jean for a moment, and she knew that he was able to see through her exactly what Mallory had read. He then sighed and nodded to Jean in thanks, before biting the inside of his lip.
"Can we address the massive elephant in the room now?" asked Scott, turning to face Logan who glared back at him.
"Scott don't…" started Jean, but Scott stood up and ignored her as the rest of the room fell silent.
"You've been back almost a month and you've not said a single word to her…we've all seen you turn on your heels and run away every time you see her. Does any of what we've said not kill you inside?!" Scott snapped. "You're most things Logan, but I never had you for a coward…"
"Shut your damn mouth, Scott. You have no idea what I'm dealing with through all this...this is none of your business" Logan snarled back, taking a step forward in retaliation.

"What you're dealing with?" laughed Scott, clenching his jaw in anger. "She was tormented, abused as a child and her mother died and all you can think of is yourself. Well she told Jean what you did…that you just left her-"
Scott pulled out the photograph that Jean had found and threw it down on the table so everyone, including Logan could see.
"All this is happening to her, and all she can think about is why her father left…" Scott sighed, before storming out of the room.
Next to leave was Rogue, as seeing the picture reignited her irritancy towards the situation, and Bobby followed close behind along with Kitty and Peter.
One by one, the rest of the team left in silence – until only Logan and Charles remained.
"…I left?" Logan asked quietly, looking up to Charles guiltily. Hearing those words from Scott caused Logan's heart to sink, as he knew what it was like to lose his family so young.
"Apparently so…" sighed Charles. "Not long after this picture was taken…"
Logan stepped forward to look at the photograph, and felt a lump form in his throat. He had never known himself to look that happy, and seeing the little girl smiling pulled at his chest in guilt once again.
"But that's not me, I can't just enter her life after she has all these memories of me that I don't have. I don't want to force some relationship that I don't feel." Logan uttered, feeling a war begin in his mind as he struggled to look away from the image.
"We have an option…if that were ever to change…" Charles began, as Logan's forehead creased with confusion.
"Logan, I'm going to be performing Mnemokinesis on Mallory within the next few weeks as I need to discover what Eden have suppressed, which will also enable me to enter her memories and extract them…or…I could perform it also on you…"
"What do you mean, plant those memories in my head because that's not the same Charles, it's not me…" Logan began, as Charles shook his head.
"No, I am able to provide your mind with the ability to re-live your new timeline. Placing yourself in the shell of who you were. But there is a possibility that you may lose all of your memories from this timeline." Charles stated, as he saw Logan place his head into his hands.
"I can't…do that" Logan sighed, aware of everything he would lose, his entire history, his life and who he was.
"I completely understand…but unfortunately I also agree partly with Scott. She needs to meet you, even if it provides some form of closure, it may help her move on – if you're not ready to accept it. This is no fault of hers…she deserves to know what happened to you." Charles reasoned, before leaving the room.

After a few minutes alone, Logan picked up the picture and exhaled deeply as he hated to admit that Charles was right.