A/N: I am so very sorry about the delay in updating. The truth is, my X-Men muse ran away, then I hired a couple that didn't work out. But my original muse is back(we've mad up, thank god!) and I've updated!! Yay!! I'm hoping for at least one chap a month. Thanks for your patience, and my beautiful beta Svadifari for the betaing, and much needed kick in the a.

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Disclaimer: Yes, I understand that I don't own ANY of'em. Doesn't stop me from wishing I did, though!

Jubilation Lee was having fun taunting Jamie Madrox. She enjoyed the way the blush crept up his face as he stuttered to find an appropriate response to her latest taunt, and made her want to grab him and kiss him.

To Jamie, it seemed that all Jubilee did was get on his case. She was everywhere he was, doing the things he wanted to do before he could, and she did it all with that smirk that made him want to beat her senseless. So he went to Bobby, a.k.a. Iceman, the resident prankster, and together they had devised a plan to get back at Jubilee.

Now, Jamie, being a teenager, can be excused for not realizing that Jubilee's constant taunting was her way of getting his attention. But Bobby, who was an adult, and who had done the same thing to get the attention of one Lorna Doone, can not.

Which is why, when Professor X wheeled himself into the Rec Room, it was to a screaming match between Lorna and Bobby. Lorna was holding a mud covered Jubilee, who was uncharacteristically sober, and Bobby was hiding behind a few Jamie's, head occasionally popping up to scream something back at Lorna. Mind reader or not, Xavier thought with an inward chuckle, Bobby was sleeping on the couch tonight.

He waited patiently until there was a pause in the screaming. "Bobby, Jubilee, Jamie," he said gravely. "There is to be an emergency meeting for the senior X-Men in 20 minutes in my office. I would like to see you there. Lorna," he looked at her, "You are welcome to join us, but please be aware that this is a Code Blue."

They gasped. "Code Blue?" Jubilee asked, speaking quietly.

"Yes."

She nodded. "Okay, Professor. I'll just get cleaned up. Looks like this coat is a loss." A lone tear slid down her cheek. Avoiding looking at Jamie or Bobby, she left the room, followed by Lorna who seared the two men with a scathing glance. Once the women had left the room, he fixed Bobby and Jamie with a stern look. "I don't want to know," he said before either one of them could say anything. "I'm sure you have a very good reason for what happened to Jubilee's coat, which is the only thing she has left of her mother." At the matching guilty looks on their faces, he sighed and wheeled himself out of the room, leaving them to sort out their thoughts.

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"So he didn't tell you what it was about? Just that it was a Code Blue?" Kitty asked Bobby. "We haven't had a Code Blue since the Phoenix incident!"

"Jamie thinks it has something with the woman who showed up this afternoon to see Professor X," Bobby told her, trying to catch Lorna's eye.

"What woman?" Kitty demanded. "What woman, Bobby?" she repeated when he didn't answer immediately.

"Some Alyssa or something," he replied, distracted, still trying to get Lorna to look at him.

"Alyssa?" Kitty frowned, trying to figure out if she knew her. When her mind came up blank, she turned back to Bobby, who, failing to get Lorna to look at him, was staring balefully at the back of Jamie's head, putting all the blame on Multiple. "But Code Blue refers specifically to current or former X-Men! And I don't remember any Alyssa. Unless it's someone who wants to be an X-Man!"

"Kitty, mon chere, maybe we wait to see who it is, eh?" Remy told her from his place on the couch.

"But Remy…" she began, but was interrupted when Charles wheeled in, accompanied by Logan.

"X-Men," he greeted them. No one really paid attention. They were all staring at the woman, who had her head turned away and was looking at the professor. "I would like you all to meet an old friend, Angela Logan."

At the introduction, Angela turned. Kitty and Jean gasped. Bobby's mouth fell open and Remy, who'd been idly shuffling his cards, froze. "Hey guys," she said softly. "It's been a while, huh?"

The room erupted. And through the chaos, no one noticed when Remy slipped out, except, maybe Angela.

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"But where have you been?" Kitty demanded through her tears, much later. She'd been hugging Angela in wonder every few minutes. "It's been years!"

"In LA," Angela responded, her gaze on the toddler who was dancing to the music in his head. "So, is that my godchild? Because," she grinned, "he's doing what you always do."

"What?" Momentarily distracted by the mention of her son, Kitty beamed. "Yes, he's such a good boy. Aren't you, Brian?" she cooed, picking him up. "Come meet your Aunt Rogue." She hesitated, meeting Angela's eyes. "I mean, your Aunt Angela. She's your god mother."

Sober brown eyes met green ones as Brian studied Angela. Although he looked very much like Kitty, the black hair was most definitely Piotr's, as was the sober, serious expression on Brian's face.

"Hello, handsome," she murmured. Then, without warning, Brian leaned forward and touched one hand to her face. Kitty and Angela froze before leaping apart.

Clutching him close to her chest, Kitty ran her hand over him. "Brian, baby, are you okay?" she asked anxiously. Brian dodged her roaming hands and beamed. "She's pretty, mama."

"He's fine," Angela whispered it. "Kit, nothing happened."

Kitty's hand stilled. "But, how?" she asked. "I thought you said that you still couldn't control it."

"Ah-I can't," she shook her head weakly. "I don't understand."

What don't you understand? The voice echoed in her head. You can't control your powers. But I can.

"Carol!" Angela gasped. She looked at Kitty, who had gone pale at the name. She was clutching a squirming Brian tighter to her. "I need to see the Professor," she gasped. "He'll know what to do."

Jeez, I wasn't gonna knock mommy and her baby out, Carol grumbled. I figured by blocking your powers, there'd be one less person up here with me. It's getting crowded in here, you know.

You weren't? Angela asked, surprised.

Of course not. But run to your Professor, if you want. I don't mind. I wouldn't mind taking another look at Wolverine either. He is yummy.

Angela blanched and looked at Kitty, who was still staring at her in shock. "I'll talk to you later Kit," she said, and hurried out of the room.

And walked straight into the last person she wanted to see at the moment – Remy.