Alex was jogging down the hall towards Storm's classroom. She had received a message from Storm, asking Alex to meet her after last class. As she rounded the final corner on her journey, she came face to face with the one person she had no interest in talking to-Logan. She stopped about a foot in front of him and raised a questioning eyebrow. He on the other hand just stood there with a bored expression on his face.

"Excuse me, please, I'm already late," stated Alex as she tried to move around him, but he moved to block her. He sighed quietly before speaking, "Look…I think I owe you an apology… what I did was wrong and, I guess I'm sorry."

Alex was frozen to the spot. Was he actually apologising? Storm must of up him up to this, but he did say it without anyone having to stand behind him and twist his arm. She shrugged slightly and decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"It's ok I forgive you, Logan, but I wouldn't forget," she said with only the smallest hint of emotion in her voice. She moved past him swiftly and began to jog around the corner. He just watched her go and couldn't help but feel the slightest bit of sadness at what she'd said. Was what she said accurate? Can you ever really forget, would he ever forget Jean?

Hank stood in front of his desk and watched as Warren tried to process the information he'd just received.

"So, what your trying to tell he is that there is something wrong with the 'cure' … and that my dad needs a strong mutate like Alex to try and reverse the effects … and that he was the one who sent those soldiers here!" Warren paused due to lack of breath and utter confusion.

"Yes, yes and we don't know for certain if he hired the soldiers," Hank answered as delicately as he could. He looked up from his hands to see Warren raise an eyebrow to him almost to say of course it wasn't dear old daddy. His whole body just seemed to slump over at this new revelation.

"Why have you told me all of this, there is nothing I can do… is there?" questioned Warren although he could already tell what the answer was thanks to the nervous look he was receiving.

"Well there is something you could do…" Hank started as he moved to put a hand on Warren's shoulder and guided him to sit in down of one of the chairs near his desk.

'I can't believe I doing this. I am actually going to go to see father for the first time since my escape… Certainly didn't think it would be like this. I honestly wasn't surprised he hasn't made contact by now; he always was a stubborn man. I just never thought he could be so stupid… or was he desperate?' Thoughts like this continued to plague his mind as he made the long drive to his father's house. He was barely paying attention to the road, but it didn't matter he would always be able to find the house. Even if he didn't it was exactly hard to find, it was what you would call conservative.

After an hour of relentless thought the house eventually came into view. He pulled up to the tall, metal security gates and stopped to relax his breathing before pushing the buzzer for entry. He looked up at the house he had grown up in and couldn't help thinking about how he had missed it, despite the bad memories. After all there were also good ones. A monotone voice came from the speak asking them to state their business and give their name.

Out of the corn of his eye Warren could see one of the guards moving in from a few yards away to inspect the unfamiliarly vehicle. He cleared his throat and spoke with a confidence he did not fell, " I'm here to speak with my father."

With a quick knock Alex poked her head into Storms office, "You wanted to see me?" asked Alex's head. Storm looked up from her computer and smiled while signalling for Alex to close the door behind her. During the next few minutes they exchanged the normal pleasantries until Alex couldn't bear the thick cloud of tension circulating around Storm. "Is something bothering you Storm?" the question caught her a little off guard she had been trying to avoid the topic until Alex was a little more at ease but now she felt she had no choice.

"Look Alex, I was just thinking that maybe we could… test your powers today, to see how your getting on," she tried not to sound nervous even though she knew this could be hard for Alex to deal with..

Alex sat there for a moment trying to process what had been asked of her. 'Go into the danger room… I haven't been in there since the accident… I have to get over this, so stop being weak and face the thing you've been running from these past years… You've learned to control your extra energy so you shouldn't be a danger to anyone.'

Storm watched on quietly as Alex went over what this simple task could entail. Storm knew this would be hard on her and that it may be a bit soon but she wanted Alex to move on and live the life she had been denying herself. If the truth be told Storm also wanted to ensure that Alex had full control over her powers so she wouldn't hurt herself or any other people.

Alex looked up to find Storms gaze on her. She knew what was going though her mind even without using her powers. She would show everyone what so many had failed to accomplish, "Ok Storm lets go do this."

Sorry for the long wait, hopefully the next chapter will be soon.