Tracy followed Logan through the massive house quickly; despite his size he took large steps and his stride was quick so she had to pace to keep up with him. They entered a large room through an archway and she was at first shocked at the bright blue color of the place before her eyes became accustomed to it. Logan went over to the fridge and opened it up. Tracy looked past him at all the interesting foods in there. The hairy man pulled out a flat packet that said 'albacore' on the top and a jar that said 'mayonnaise' on it. He went through several other drawers in the enormous kitchen and pulled out different utensils. When he reached up into a cabinet but struggled to reach whatever he was tryingto get Tracy leapt up onto the counter and grabbed the plate since he couldn't. A squeal of surprise made Tracy jump and tumble off the counter.

They turned towards the archway they had entered through and saw a young girl standing in it, with curly, light brown hair that bobbed at her shoulders, large brown eyes that shined with innocence and a skinny but tall body. Her mouth was curved into an 'O' shape which gave evidence that she was the one that squealed. Tracy took a deep breath of air and recorded the girl's scent. She smelled like the outdoors, fresh cut grass, light summer wind and there was a faint smell of muskiness. Tracy assumed she had spent some time with a man recently. The time spent together probably wasn't intimate considering the muskiness wasn't very strong and it was probably just a hug they had shared.

"Who are you?" The girl's voice was soft and held the taint of surprise. Tracy hushed Logan's answer with a hand to his mouth; she didn't need somebody to answer for her anymore.

"My name is Tracy, what's your name?" Proud that she had formed her answer without a mistake she smiled broadly, her sharp teeth glistened in the light of the kitchen making the girl in the archway gasp.

"Kitty. Um, why were you standing on the counter?" Her voice wasn't as timid as before as she gained more courage.

"Logan couldn't reach the plate and I decided I would help him." Kitty smiled at Tracy's answer.

"I knew you'd be too short to reach something eventually Logan!" Kitty's sentence was directed at Logan and she could hear him growl next to her.

"Yeah well, tha information doesn't leave this room, got it girls?" His voice was low and menacing but they both knew he was joking around with them. Logan quickly made the sandwich for Tracy and handed it to her. "Now eat quickly or else you'll be late ta yer first meeting." Tracy ate the sandwich in three bites surprising both Kitty and Logan but they didn't say anything. They walked together as a small group to the parlor where everybody was already gathered. Scott sent Logan a reproving glare because they were a few minutes late but the shorter man just shrugged it off and kept on walking. They sat in separate seats on various pieces of furniture as the Professor wheeled to the center of the room.

"Everybody, I would like you to meet Tracy, our resident tiger." Tracy blushed at the attention the Professor had turned towards her, with his hands arched out to present her to the room. She stood up so everyone could see who he was referring to. "Tracy is a very special person. Her body was formed with more tiger than human so her vocal cords cannot form words, making it so she cannot speak. She has telepathy that has only recently been discovered. If you will?"

"Uh, hi." Tracy was not sure how to greet the gathered people so she guessed a hello would suffice. They muttered greetings of their own before hushing. She could feel the eyes on her as people inspected her abnormal body.

"Jean, I would like you to run the remainder of the tests on Tracy and then report to me with the results if you will?" the Professor suggested.

Jean nodded and led Tracy out of the room and back down to the medical lab. Once there Jean went over the tests swiftly, not enjoying her presence obviously. Halfway through the tests Logan came down to the medical lab and stood beside her.

"How's it goin' Stripes?" He asked, using a new nick name he had formed just for her.

"Fine I guess, it's not like I want to have tests run on me." Logan smirked at her answer.

"Yeah, I know tha feelin'." They sat together in companionable silence until Jean finished all the tests.

"Alright, I'm done with you, so you may leave." Tracy stood up and left the room with Logan without further ado. Logan led Tracy back to her room where she sat on her bed. Laying down she relaxed her muscles. Time had passed quickly since she had been brought to the Xavier Institute, and she had gotten so used to being around people like her that she had forgotten to do her daily exercise. Walking to the center of her room she started stretching, she could feel her back crack when she bent over backwards and she made a note to not forget her stretches ever again. For the next half hour she stretched her flexibility to its very ends.

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Jubilation Lee Creed smiled at her husband Taris. He was so curious about the new girl that was half tiger. He was currently asking Logan all he could about Tracy, wondering who her parents were, why she was here, how come she couldn't speak, any question he could think of. In the several years they had been married Taris had matured but his curiosity was something that could not be quenched.

"So she's half tiger huh? Who's her parents?" The Professor sighed at Taris's everlasting questions.

"We do not know who her parents are. In fact we have yet to ask her the more personal questions pertaining to family and friends." The Professor stared hard into Taris's blue eyes, seriousness was etched into his face. "I want you to help her become more accustomed to being part tiger. Help her Taris, but don't make her feel helpless."

"You got it Professor!" His enthusiasm made the Professor smile and Jubilee rolled her eyes.

"Now c'mon Taris, I want to finish settling into our room." Jubilee smiled at her husband and grabbed his arm to pull him away because she could see the fresh, new questions developing in his eyes. "Questions later." With that she pulled him out of the room and into the hall. Now that he was away from the Professor he stopped trying to pull away and walked next to her. Glancing at her husband she saw a goofy grin on his face.

"What's with the grin?" She asked, tilting her head to the side in question.

"Just remembering the first time I met you, bold, brass and goofy to the max." They chuckled at the fond memory.

"Yeah, Scott was covered in feathers wasn't he?" She asked trying to recall the details of the distant memory.

"Yep, and Hank was so mad!" Taris laughed and smiled at his wife. "And me and you got cleaning duty for the next couple weeks."

"Though I don't recall us doing much cleaning, we were too busy ogling at each other." They shared a knowing smile as they reached their room.

"How 'bout we do some 'ogling' of a different nature?" Taris's suggestion was not lost on Jubilee as he wiggled his eyebrow's suggestively. Jubilee blushed at her husband's forwardness before smiling slyly.

"Why not?" Entering the room they got to know each other in a more intimate manner.