Author's Note: Hey guys! I'm very sorry about the very, very long update. I've just been uber busy with moving into the dorms, college starting, getting supplies and books... Yeah. I've been busy. But! Here is the newest chapter and I hope you guys like it. I kind of had trouble with this one because my muse seems to keep disappearing and reappearing on me - I need to keep that thing in one place. Anyway, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own no X-Men, no mutants, no blah blah blah. If I did I would keep 'em to myself :P

In the last chapter:

"I see," Storm said was a warm smile from her seat behind the large desk, "I'll have a room prepared for you,"

"But that's not all of it…" the young woman took off her bag from her shoulders and set it down on the ground. She rolled her shoulders back a few times, trying to get the kinks out and loosen her muscles there. She looked at Storm and glanced at Logan from the corner of her eye. "My name's Ailey Fallyn and um…"

"Yes?" Storm asked when Ailey didn't continue and just let her words drift off.

"And… Professor Xavier sent me here,"

Chapter Two: Time Heals All, Part II

"You were sent by the professor?"

Storm had sent Bobby, Rogue and the others – besides Logan who had insisted on staying in the room – so that she could speak to Ailey a bit more privately. The last thing she needed was to have all the students in the school thinking up odd things about anything right now.

She paced back and forth in front of the large window, one hand on her hip and the other hand massaging her temples to try and keep herself calm as she started to over think the current situation. Storm would glance at Ailey every now and then, trying to convince herself that there would, should, and will be a good reason and explanation of what the redhead had just told her.

Logan stayed by the door he had come in, far away from where Ailey was sitting near the desk. He kept his eyes focused on her and secretly wishing that he were able to read others' minds. He found it completely bizarre that, even if she were actually sent by the professor, she would only show up now; almost a full year after Professor had died.

Ailey continued to sit quietly on the chair that had been offered to her by Storm, still pacing back and forth. Ailey didn't want to start speaking again until Storm seemed a little bit calmer and until Logan stopped staring at her like she was some sort of criminal. She fiddled with the belts of her trench coat that she still kept on despite the warm temperature inside the school building.

"When did he tell you to come here?" Storm asked suddenly, causing everyone's attention to snap towards her.

Ailey started to search her memory for the last time she had spoken to the professor. She leaned back slightly in her seat and began to tap her finger on her chin in thought. "Hm… It was more than a year ago I think – yes! It was! He told me that I needed to be here right on this date and that I would know what to do when I got here," Ailey shrugged her shoulders at Storm when it looked like the other woman was about to ask what the reason would be. "He also told me that I wouldn't have to worry about anything, because you guys were good people,"

"Well, that seems like the professor to not tell you everything," Storm mumbled to herself but she still smiled inwardly at the professor always wanting his students to figure things out on their own no matter how hard that would be. She sighed and went back to her desk and opened up one of the lower drawers. She pulled out a small map that told her which rooms were being in use. "Logan, could you take Ailey to her room? It's right across from yours,"

Storm didn't have to look up to see Logan's annoyed glare focused at her. She put the map back into the drawer and closed it lightly before looking up at Ailey with a small smile. "Well, I hope you'll find it nice here but…"

"But?" Ailey asked as she stood from her seat, dragging her bag up with her and cradling it like a child in her arms.

"I'm just curious, what are your abilities?"

Ailey smiled happily and started to look around the room for something to use as a demonstration. When she couldn't find anything useful a small frown appeared on her face as she turned back to storm. "You have to promise not to touch anything, okay?"

Storm stared at the girl in confusion and turned to Logan who just shrugged his shoulders at her. "Okay, I promise not to touch anything in my office," Storm joked a little, chuckling a bit before she stopped to watch what Ailey was going to do.

Ailey shut her eyes and knitted her brows together. The light in the room started to flicker on and off rapidly. Then Storm and Logan saw people coming in and out of the room, standing in the room, or just passing by and they all looked slightly translucent. Once the rapid blurs of people and lights looked like it was coming to a stop, the two watching waited patiently for what would happen next.

Then they saw the professor sitting in that oh-so familiar wheelchair, gazing out the window. Both Storm and Logan gasped loudly and froze to their spots, unsure of what to do. Ailey blinked her eyes opened and glanced around the room.

"What did you do?" Storm asked in wonderment, her disbelieving eyes still staring at the professor sitting by the window.

"I can control time; I just went back a bit," Ailey explained calmly. "I only went backwards in time in this room only though, I'm not really strong enough to control time all over the world," Ailey took a few steps away from where the professor, her hands clutching onto her bag tightly. "When I do go back or forward in time, the other people that are in the immediate area do not see or hear us but if we touch something they will see us then and that might change time… So don't touch anything!"

Professor Xavier turned his head behind him, and it looked like he was staring at Storm, Logan, and Ailey. His eyes stopped on Ailey and he smiled. "Hello there," he said to her, his voice sounding far away and very distant.

"Except for psychics, they can see and hear us clearly," Ailey muttered, smiling sheepishly at the professor. "We have to go now professor, I'm too tired to hold on," Ailey said sadly.

"That's alright, you go rest up," Professor Xavier said with a smile.

Suddenly Logan lunged forward and it looked like he was going toward the professor. "Wait!" he shouted in desperation. However, he was halted when Ailey stepped into his path and the professor disappeared. Everything in the room looked just like it had been a few minutes ago, the professor no longer there. Logan pushed away from Ailey angrily and began to shout at her, "Go back! I need to talk to him!"

"Logan!" Storm shouted, walking around the desk to glare at her friend in disapproval. "You can ask her to do what she did after she's gotten some rest! It's very late, you should show her to her room now,"

Logan growled low in his throat and turned around toward the door he had gone through. He started to walk but stopped when he didn't hear any footsteps following him. "You coming or not?" his words furious, like venom dripped from each word.

Ailey quickly caught up to Logan when he started to walk again and the two were out the door. She stayed silent as she walked behind him, taking note of her small height compared to his. She fidgeted a bit as they continued to walk in silence, though Logan's heavy steps clearly stated his anger.

"There's your room," he said blankly before turning toward the room and opening the door for her. Ailey walked in quickly and took in her surroundings. She smiled excitedly when she saw the large bed in the centre; completely ignore the lovely furniture, large desk to the side and large closet. She stepped further into the room, throwing her bag to the ground beside the bed.

"Goodnight Jean,"

Before Logan stepped away from the door he stopped dead in his tracks, quickly realizing what he had just said. He turned his head to the side and stared at Ailey from the corner of his eye. She looked at him with a curious but still confused stare, head tilted slightly to the side. "You just called me 'Jean'," she told him, "Who's 'Jean'?"

"I didn't call you 'Jean'," he lied, turning around to fully face Ailey.

"Yes, you did! I can go back and prove you wrong, you know," Ailey challenged. One hand went over her hip while the other just stayed still by her side. Her strange mix of blue eyes glared angrily at Logan who still looked like he was still trying to deny what he had just said.

"Just go to sleep," Logan said and quickly rushed over to his bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Ailey frowned and shut the door that Logan left open. She turned to the bed and dashed toward it, falling onto it with her face buried into the sheets. She rolled over onto her back and stared at the ceiling, sighing happily that she was now able to sleep in a comfortable – and clean – bed now.

Meanwhile, Logan also lay down on the bed with his eyes staring up at the ceiling. He couldn't help but be reminded of Jean when he stared at Ailey, though he pictured a somewhat younger version of Jean when he first saw Ailey. However, he did know that he should spend as little time as possible around Ailey. That he just made up right that moment as he lay there thinking. The girl reminded him of her too much… So much that he almost wished that it really was her and he knew that he wasn't the only one who was reminded of the other redhead when they looked at Ailey.

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"Did you guys get a look at the new girl?"

"I heard that she might be related to Doctor Grey!"

"What? No way! Wouldn't Doctor Grey have talked about her, even a little?"

Rogue shook her head as the gossip continued to be whispered behind her. She sat beside Bobby, their chairs having a slight gap between them since they were in one of the classrooms waiting for their teacher to come in.

Class hadn't started just yet and already she could have sworn she's already heard every rumour there was about the new girl. Bobby had told her about the girl when he had seen her, but only told her that she looked like the late Jean Grey just a little. Not so much to be considered a younger sibling to her. Bobby had also told her that the girl looked almost the same age at the majority of the teenagers in the school, so that would be a little odd age difference between the two if they were siblings. However, it wasn't that unheard of.

Just then the girl that was the topic with everyone's conversation walked into the room with Storm walking a little behind her. Everyone began silent quickly and turned around in their seats so that they were all facing the front. Storm smiled at them and placed a comforting arm around the new girl's shoulders.

"Everyone," Storm started, looking about the room to make sure that everyone was paying attention, "This is Ailey Fallyn, she is a new student to our school so please be kind and remember that she doesn't know exactly everything about our school,"

Storm pointed over to an empty seat beside Bobby for Ailey to sit and waited until the girl had settled in her seat before starting the day's lesson.

Ailey smiled shyly at the students sitting around her when he stared at her for a moment before turning around to face Storm.

"Hi, remember me from yesterday?" Bobby whispered to Ailey, holding out his hand for a handshake. Ailey smiled and shook his hand, thankful that he wasn't like the others and didn't just stare at her. "This over here is my girlfriend, Rogue,"

Bobby leaned back enough so that the two girls could meet each other. Rogue stretched out her arm and the two girls shook hands. "Hi," Rogue said with as much warmth as she could, trying to hide her curiosity and shock at the girl's appearance. "Do you mind if I ask what yer age is?"

"Oh, uhm, I'm only nineteen," Ailey replied in a low whisper when she noticed Storm was looking around the room. "Storm insisted that I take classes even though I told her I would be fine," she giggled and turned away from Rogue, now facing the front just when Storm looked her way.

Just then the door to the classroom opened and there stood Logan at the doorway. Storm narrowed her eyes angrily at Logan at having stopped her during her sentence and interrupting her class. "What is it Logan?" she asked him.

"I need to speak with Ailey," he said, his eyes downcast and hands stuffed deep into his pockets.

"Logan…" came Storm's saddened voice. "I hope you're not thinking of anything stupid," She turned to Ailey and nodded at her, gesturing her to go on ahead and go with Logan to 'speak'.

Ailey exited the room quietly, noticing how some of the students started to whisper amongst themselves. She and Logan stood just outside of the now closed door in silence. Ailey shifted from one foot to the other nervously as she waited for Logan to say something to her since he was the one who called her out. When she was only met with silence for the next few minutes, Ailey looked up at him with impatient eyes. "What do you want?" she asked him finally, raising her voice just a little.

Logan stayed quiet, obviously avoiding eye contact with the young woman. He inhaled deeply, trying to form the words in his mind before saying them out loud. "You said that if you were to go back in time and do anything it would change things, is that right?" he said in a low voice, finally being able to speak but still not able to look at Ailey in the eyes.

"I'm not doing that!" she shouted suddenly, shouting loud enough to grab the attention of anyone near enough to hear. "I am not going to let you or anyone else use me just to change something in the past where the reason is most likely to be something selfish! And don't worry; no one heard that,"

Logan glanced into the classroom through the glass at the door and saw that Storm and everyone else were frozen still. He looked back at Ailey with a raised eyebrow. "Isn't freezing time changing things?"

"Not if it's in the present," Ailey answered quickly, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring angrily at Logan.

"I just want to know where I came from," Logan looked a bit distant now, his eyes looked like they were staring at Ailey but they were really staring to a faraway place. His voice was low and he sounded sad, and almost desperate. "That's all I want and will ever ask,"

Ailey pouted her lips in a slight frown, getting a strange feeling that this Logan fellow didn't usually act this way with others. She let out a dejected sigh, her eyes falling to the ground. "I don't know how to do that… not yet anyway,"

"What do you mean not yet?"

"Exactly what I mean: not yet," Ailey looked up Logan, a frown still marring her lips. "Sorry, maybe another time,"

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Storm, Logan, and one of the students, who was a major tech geek, were crowded around one computer with a very large monitor. Storm and Logan hovered behind the boy while he was set to work. The two adults had their eyes glued onto the monitor, reading everything there was that popped up on it. And so far, nothing they saw helped them find out what they wanted to know.

"Couldn't you just ask her who she is and where she's from?" the young boy asked as his quick fingers typed a mile a minute, "And I better be getting extra credit for this because I'm really missing out on my homework,"

"Shut it kid," Logan muttered.

"Hey!" the boy whined, "Who's doing who a favour here?"

Logan muttered again.

Storm sighed at both of the males' childishness but continued looking up at the monitor, not wanting to miss a thing. "Don't worry Jimmy, you'll be compensated for this,"

"Good," Jimmy mumbled just before slamming his finger on the return key.

Suddenly one large window popped up on the monitor and caused Storm and Logan to gasp, as they seemed to have found what they were searching for.

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