It seemed that Logan had abondoned trying to befriend his daughter. Two weeks had passed since the night Sophie and Havok had returned to the school late at night. Earlier this afternoon, Professor X had requested for Sophie and Wolverine to go to this office for a private meeting. Professor X didn't explain why he wanted to see Sophie and Logan. So now the father and his daughter were in Professor X's office, each waiting for the answer why they were there. Sophie stared up at the celing, waiting for Professor X to enter his office and start this meeting.
When Professor X entered his office, he motioned for Logan and Sophie to sit down. Sophie fiddled with the ends of her hair, doing her best to avoid Logan's gaze. They still had not talked to each other since he had caught her sneaking back into the school with Havok. Needless to say, the air between them was still awkward.
Professor X wheeled himself to behind his desk, when he did so he folded his hands together in a business way. His expression was monotone. She felt him staring at the two of them. She was beginning to wonder if she was in some kind of trouble.
"Professor?" Logan said, crossing his arms and sneaking a quick glance at his daughter before he asked, "What's this about?"
Professor X's gaze turned straight to Sophie.
"It seems that this morning your mother Sophie, has broken out of prison," Professor X announced to the small family.
Sophie didn't utter a word. Logan had expected a loud-mouthed reaction from her. But instead she was silent. Logan turned in his seat to look at his daughter. Sophie's blue eyes were distant, the corner of her mouth open. She didn't respond to the question Professor X asked her.
Logan waved his hand in front of Sophie's face and then nudged her on her shoulder.
"Hey Kid, the Professor asked you a question," Logan said.
Her father's voice seemed to pull Sophie back into the moment because she said,
"Sorry Professor, what did you say?"
"I asked if your mother has made any attempt to contact you," Professor X repeated.
Sophie shooked her head.
"I haven't talked to my mom since she was arrested," Sophie replied.
Professor X nodded in acknowledgement.
Sophie asked the Professor, "Is S.H.I.E.L.D. going to track down my mom again like they did the first time?"
"Its. . . possible," Professor X replied. "To be honest Sophie, I don't know. Do you think Josslyn Glass will try to find you?"
Sophie shrugged. "She has no clue where I am. We were on the other side of the country when she was arrested."
Professor X said,
"You can go now, Sophie."
Sophie stood up and so did Logan. However, the Professor told Logan to sit back down again for a few more words.
" 'Bye," Sophie said to Professor X as she opened the door to go. Before she left, Professor X said to her,
"I suggest not to go sneaking off campus again at night with Mr. Alex Summers anymore, Sophie."
"All right," Sophie laughed as she closed the door behind her.
When Sophie left Logan asked Professor X,
"What's on your mind?"
"I've been watching your daughter's schoolwork, Logan," Professor X began.
"And?" Logan raised his hand for Professor X to continue.
"She's very intelligent."
Logan grinned. So, his daughter is a smarty-pants. Great.
"You know if she was smarter she would stay away from that Summers kid."
Professor X raised his eyebrows.
"You have a problem with Sophie and Alex's relationship, any yet you do not intervene. Interesting."
Logan shrugged. "I can't control her life. I don't have the right to. She does whatever seems right for her. And I can't stop her."
Logan didn't want to talk about his daughter's relationship anymore so he redirected the conversation back over to Sophie's brains. "So what's this about Sophie?"
"As I said before Logan, Sophie is very smart. Jean was telling me earlier today of how Sophie helped her re-wire her computer in the infirmary."
"Makes sense, Professor. She grew up with a con artist that used computers. Good for her. Now cut to the chase."
"I would like your permission for me to train Sophie for her to become an X-Men."
Logan sat up a little straighter, now fully paying attention.
"You have it, Xavier."
"Thank you, Logan."
Logan walked out of Professor X's office to go find his daughter to tell her the news. On his way, he thought about his decison of letting Sophie train with the X-Men. In the short time he had spent with his daughter, he knew that she shared no morals of the Brotherhood. She seemed the type of person to fight for what was right. As for combat situations, she had handled herself pretty well back in that bar when Marcus had made a grab at her. But Marcus was a human, not a mutant. That was a major difference. Sophie was his daughter, what if his decision back fired on him? What if Sophie got hurt or even died on one of the missions if or when she became an X-Man? He would never forgive himself. . .
He found Sophie sitting in the kitchen by herself, doing homework of some kind. Logan looked over her shoulder to see that it was physics. For once, Havok wasn't glued to her. Good. He liked it this way. Logan sat down beside Sophie.
"Professor X is wondering if you want to train to become an X-Man," Logan said, cutting to the chase right away.
Sophie looked up from her homework. Her face lit up with excitement.
"Yes!" Sophie replied. "Starting when?"
"Monday," Logan said, he was suprised that she hadn't thought about it for a second.
Today was Friday. "Well that's all I had to tell you."
Logan got up and started to walk away. He heard Sophie say,
"Thanks. . . Dad."
"No problem, Sophie."
Logan let himself grin a little to himself.
