A/N: Two in a row! No Kurt in this one :( I promise he'll be in the next one though! I stayed up all night typing this! I'll try to get one out by tomorrow! No promises

We thank you for our earthly fathers,

Those to whom

You have entrusted the responsibility to provide loving protection of their families

And guidance of their children

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"Good afternoon, Professor," Andrea said, turning to face her superior. He sat at the same desk earlier in his wheelchair with his hands clasped together in front of his mouth; his fingers laced together and face etched in concentration. Underneath his intent gaze, she wasn't sure of what she should do. It was as though she couldn't think straight, much less concentrate. She realized she was blankly staring into space from the lack of concentration and it felt like her head was being jumbled about. She focused what was left of her attention onto the other figure in the room. The Professor blinked and his eyes seemed to clear, fading to the alive gray. Upon seeing this she realized she had gained back her train of thought for the moment.

'Was he in my head?' She inwardly asked.

The Professor made a motion towards a chair while he said," Andrea, have a seat."

Andrea nodded and solemnly strode over to the two chairs in front of his desk. She grabbed one by the back, pulled it behind her, and sat down in the chair, slightly slouching, her posture somewhat crooked.

"So what do you need me for, Professor?" Andrea stared across the desk, staring intently at the Professor.

"I wanted to discuss what happened earlier in the danger room."

When he mentioned the incident, she could immediately feel her face begin to flush and she obviously felt flustered. In a quiet tone, she asked," Do we have to talk about that?"

The Professor gave her a warm smile, mainly to comfort her," I just want to hear it from your point of view. Logan hardly told me anything. He just marched into here and complained about what happened in the danger room. When I asked about it, he just said that you didn't do anything. I tried to get more info but he refused to talk about it. He's a stubborn one."

"All I really did was stand there, so he is technically right."

"There has to be more to it though. One does not go onto a battlefield and stand stationary in front of a missile. What happened?"

"I don't really know." The words were spoken hesitantly with a pause in between each word. She looked up at the Professor with a confused glint in her eyes. He leaned forward a bit and asked her, like a patient father to start from the beginning. Andrea nodded.

"Well, it kind of was like a battlefield like you said before. Basically everything was on fire and what wasn't on fire was alive. I wasn't really sure of what to do, so I just attempted to hide behind a pile of burning rubble and basically watched everyone else, observing what they did for future references. For some reason, in my head, I just supposed that if I stood there nothing would hurt me. I stared at the helicopters that patrolled the grounds and observed how the others would take them down. Logan took down most of them, but some others would from time to time like Bobby and some metal guy."

"You must be talking about Colossus, Piotr. He has the ability to turn as hard as metal. Out of them all, I believe he is the physically strongest. "

"Yeah, that's him. So Bobby, him, and a few others took down four or five in total while Logan took down the rest. He wasn't much of a team player, Logan wasn't that is. So while I was watching them, I didn't realize this monstrous helicopter approach me from the front. I'm not sure how I missed it, but I did. I finally realized it was there when it shone these blinding lights into my face. It killed my eyes. So the helicopter took me by total surprise, and I went into this state of a mixture of fear and shock, so I stood there and stared at it. All of my muscles tensed up terribly, and I felt like I could hardly move and my throat closed up, which didn't help considering the fact that smoke was plaguing the air. Then the helicopter, which to me looked too big to be an actual helicopter, lit up this missile and I covered my face with my hands, pretending like that would protect me from the blow of the missile. Next thing I knew Kurt grabbed me and teleported me out of there. Then I threw up all over the floor. It was quite disgusting. And that's my story!" She ended with a happy note and looked toward the Professor who seemed to be pondering all of the information she had just poured out to him.

"So Kurt saved you?"

Andrea gave him a nod. A brief moment of silence passed while the Professor silently began to ponder on something Andrea was unaware of.

"If I'm correct, Andrea, you have the ability to fly."

"Yeah, that's just about right."

"At any point in that situation, did you consider flying?"

"Now that I think of it, no, no I didn't."

"Interesting, hmmm," He pulled out a piece of paper and seemed to rearrange all of the papers," Andrea, if I asked you to fly right now, could you?"

"Probably, I guess. I'm not too sure 'bout that."

"Try it. Before we do anything about control, we have to see if you can fly."

"Okay," Andrea said, sighing. She stood up and pushed the chair she had previously been in, along with the vacant one, away. She stood a couple feet from the Professor's desk and she closed her eyes, attempting to focus. She wasn't sure what to focus on, but she knew she just had to focus. After a minute, she decided to focus on the light airy feeling she felt when she had floated in the night sky. Then, she felt it. The feeling began at a minimum. It was such a light feeling, she could hardly tell it was there, but then it escalated to something much heavier. As she opened her eyes, she expected to be floating just a few centimeters from the ceiling, ready to hit it, but she was drastically disappointed when she realized her feet had reached barely above an inch off the ground. Her face flushed, as she fell and her backside collided firmly with the ground.

'I'm such a loser,' she inwardly scolded herself. Her face was glued to the ground, for she became too embarrassed to look up.

'He's probably restraining himself from burst out in laughter,' She sadly though and she could feel tears of embarrassment come to the corners of each of her eyes,' I'm such a baby.'

"Andrea, there is no need to feel so embarrassed. That was perfectly fine. Everyone needs to start somewhere."

Andrea looked up at the Professor and stared upon his face. She was fairly surprised. She'd expected to see him with an amused smirk or a playful glint in his eyes. What she saw totally deceived her earlier thoughts. He had that warm smile rested upon his features that not many could pull off and his eyes held a certain type of patience that resembled a father's. It made her smile back.

"Now, let's try this again, shall we?"

A wide grin spread across her face.

"Sure.

A/N: Yes! Two in a row baby! Don't I deserve a review for this one? :P :) ^_^ Attack of the smileys!