A/N: This is part 2 of Olivia's recruitment into the X-men. And again I'd like the thank MysteryAgain for agree to be my beta. And again I need X-men people so please help a struggling writer out.
Iamgoku: thanks for the review, yes the first chapters were a little rushed, and I'll work on that on being a little more descriptive. =)
Exactly an hour later, Mr. Beaumont pulled out of the garage in a silver Jetta and made his way to his business meeting. Minutes later, Adam and Professor Xavier found themselves in the Beaumont living room. Professor Xavier sat in his Wheelchair lost in thought. He seemed almost puzzled. Adam, on the other hand, walked casually around, looking at family pictures and an impressive set of glass unicorns.
"How do you like your coffee?" asked Mrs. Beaumont from the kitchen.
"I'll take it black, thank you," Xavier said, coming back to reality.
"Three cream, three sugar," Adam said as he began to poke and prod the figurines.
"Here you go, coffee black." Mrs. Beaumont handed Xavier a cup of steaming coffee. "And for you." She handed Adam a glass of milk.
"Um, I asked for-" Adam was cut off by a stern look from the Professor. "Thank you."
Mrs. Beaumont took a seat across from the Professor. She put her coffee down on the center table. "So you told me you were like Olivia. Can you do the same things she can?"
"Coming across a mutant with the same powers is rare." Xavier took a sip of his coffee. "Our abilities are different for each person who has them, For example, I'm a telepath, and Adam Thomson here can control electricity, but some mutations aren't as easy to control. Your daughter Olivia, for example, has the ability to teleport via jumping through other dimensions."
"What?" Mrs. Beaumont asked, confused. This was all above her head.
"Like she's here, then poof, she's across town, like Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz," Adam said lamely.
Mrs. Beaumont nodded. "Oh." She somewhat understood Adam's explanation. "So can you help me find my daughter?"
Adam gave Mrs. Beaumont a curious look. "She's not here?"
Mrs. Beaumont shook her head. "No, her powers. She disappears from time to time, but she's never been gone this long."
"How long is her usual outing?" Xavier asked, intrigued.
"Minutes, hours at most," Mrs. Beaumont said.
Professor Xavier nodded. "And how long has this lasted?"
"Just about two weeks," Mrs. Beaumont said nervously.
"I see." Professor Xavier paused for a moment, going over current events. "Mrs. Beaumont, is it all possible that I can see your daughter's room? I believe I can help you find your daughter."
Mrs. Beaumont nodded. "Yes, anything if it means you are bringing my little girl home."
"Very well." Xavier looked over to Adam and then the stairs. "Adam, if you will?"
Adam looked shocked. He turned from Xavier to the stairs then back to the Xavier. "You're joking, right? Those are the highest, steepest stairs I have ever seen."
"Adam," Xavier began.
"Yeah, yeah I got you," Adam grunted. "It's going to be a long day."
Minutes later, Adam, Mrs. Beaumont, and Xavier were in Olivia's room. Xavier was parked in front of Olivia's full body mirror. His eyes were shut and his right hand was on his forehead as he attempted to make contact.
Adam let Xavier do his thing, and he looked around the room lazily. There was nothing unusual about Olivia's room. She had a full sized bed with cheetah printed sheets in the far corner and a light stand next to it. A giant dresser was on the opposite wall and a stereo and a small TV were on top of a smaller bookshelf. As for the clothes, there were clothes everywhere. "I take it Olivia was kind of a slob," Adam said without a second thought.
"Excuse me?" Mrs. Beaumont asked, insulted.
"Um, what I meant to say was..." Adam looked around the room in panic, "I like the curtains?"
"Right," Mrs. Beaumont said, not entertained a bit by Adams antics.
Suddenly Xavier put his right hand down, indicating he was out of his trance.
"Did you find anything?" Mrs. Beaumont asked hopefully.
Professor Xavier looked a little saddened before starting, "I believe your daughter is stuck between planes of existence."
"What do you mean by that?" Mrs. Beaumont asked, shocked.
"As I mentioned earlier, your daughter can teleport, or jump great distances via her ability to phase from our dimension to another," Xavier sighed. "It seems she's between here and there."
Mrs. Beaumont was grief struck. "Are you going to bring her back?"
"Mrs. Beaumont, I'm going to try," Xavier said confidently. "Now Mrs. Beaumont, if you will." Xavier waved her to the door.
She looked fearful, but she nodded and exited the room, closing the door behind her.
"Adam, I need you." Xavier repositioned himself a few feet away from the mirror.
"All right, what's the plan, Professor?" Adam asked the Professor.
Xavier's expression grew slightly grave. "Were going to yank her back to this reality."
Adam blinked a few times. "Oh, is that all? We're just going to yank her back, huh?"
Xavier sighed. "There's more to it; I'm going to contact her via my telepathy, and all the while help you create a trans-dimensional projection from her last jump point." Xavier pointed to the mirror.
"Professor, I'm going to be honest with you. I didn't understand a word you just said, " Adam admitted. "But if you need juice, I got you," Adam said, positioning himself in front of the mirror.
"Shall we begin?" he said with a hint of concern.
Adam gave Xavier a mock salute.
Xavier pushed down on the brakes on his wheelchair, securing himself into place. "Very well." Xavier put both hands on his forehead, simultaneously instructing Adam and trying to make contact with Olivia.
Adam could feel Xavier's presence, guiding him, instructing him. Adam raised his hands, and they sparked alive with green energy. His eyes also erupted with energy. Slowly, the energy began to change from his signature green to red. Adam then blasted the mirror. The wooden frame started to smoke and burn.
"That's it, Adam," Xavier reassured him.
The mirror started to alter. Xavier and Adam could no longer be seen. In their place was a young girl in pink top and sweatpants. The girl began banging on the mirror, her impacts causing small ripples.
"Uh, Professor?" Adam said hesitantly.
"Don't worry, you're altering the phase shift frequency," Xavier said through strained breaths. "Yes, we're here Olivia, we're going to bring you back."
Adam started to feel a pull from the mirror. He leaned back, straining to keep his balance.
The mirror's pull became stronger. Books, clothes, and paper flew across the room to the mirror. "Hey!" Adam said through gritted teeth as a thick book hit him in the back of the head.
"Adam, you must keep focus. Don't-"
Crash
Xavier fell to the floor as his wheelchair got caught up in the vortex.
"Professor!" Adam turned around in time to dodge the Professor's wheelchair.
"Adam the portal, don't falter," Xavier said, grabbing hold of Olivia's bed frame.
Olivia's reflection started to fade. "Right." Adam got up and charged the mirror again.
Olivia came back into view, and as she reached for the mirror, her fingers crossed over.
"Adam, now."
Adam reached for the mirror, grabbing Olivia's hand and pulling it with all his might. He was losing footing, so he put his right foot against the wooden frame of the mirror, followed by the left. Slowly, Olivia was being pulled out of the mirror. Once her upper body was out, her arms wrapped around Adam's neck for more leverage.
"Almost out," Olivia whispered to Adam.
Adam nodded and gave one final tug. They fell to the floor in a heap. The vortex died down in moments completely.
Xavier sighed, "We did it."
"Hi, I'm Adam," Adam said in between breaths.
The door to Olivia's room opened. Mrs. Beaumont stood at the door, eyes welling up with tears. "Olivia," her mother said in between sobs.
"MOM!" Olivia shouted. She trampled over Adam and embraced her mother in a hug.
Adam dragged himself over to his mentor. He would have stood but his legs felt like jelly. "What now, Professor?"
"Now, we give them their moment," Xavier said with a smile. "Then we talk about Olivia's future."
"Hey, I just realized, you lost your wheelchair," Adam broke out into a fit of laughter.
"It seems I have," Xavier confirmed, shooting Adam a disapproving look.
"I'm sorry," Adam said, but he continued laughing.
"If you don't stop laughing, you'll spend the rest of your life under the belief your a 13 year old girl.
Adam's laughter stopped instantly. "You'd do that?"
"Most definitely," Xavier said with a sinister smile.