When they returned from the trip to the museum Jean headed straight for the medical wing. She was eager to finish her medical examination.

A motorcycle roared through the gates and up the path into the vast garage. Logan killed the engine and, easily climbing off the bike, walked out if the garage. He twirled a set of dog tags around in his hands. He stopped short of the front door and fastened the dog tags around his wrist. When he entered the mansion he was instantly met by Rogue.

"hey kid." he said, smiling at her.

"hey. I'm not a kid."

"you're younger than me so you are." he laughed. He looked up to see Bobby approaching. "Who's this?"

"This is Bobby, he's-" Rogue started

"Her boyfriend." Bobby finished. He extended a hand which Logan took. Ice vapours rose from their joined hands.

When Jean entered the lab she was surprised to find it completely empty. Rose had vanished. She was so surprised to find the room empty that she spent several minutes staring around the it, hoping Rose would appear.

Logan made is way to the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. As he approached the kitchen he was only half aware of the person walking out of the kitchen. As this wasn't an uncommon occurrence he didn't think much of it.

"hey Ro." he said, absently.

"hey Logan" she replied equally absently.

Storm was walking across the hallway when a loud banging on the front door made her jump. She strode to the front door and slowly opened it. The man from the night before stood in the doorway.

"hi. I need to you give this to Rose," he handed Storm a baby carrier. She peered into it at the sleeping baby. "oh and you'll need to give her this as well. Tell her that her car keys are in the front pocket and she'll need to re adjust the front seat." he gave her a rucksack and before Storm could say anything he turned on his heels and left.

A slightly stunned Storm closed the door and headed to the Professor's office, stopping to change the baby on the way.

Jean searched frantically for Rose. In the end she gave up and burst into the Professor's office.

"she's gone. I can't find her any-" she stopped when she saw Rose sitting on the top of a high backed chair. She had her feet against the back of the chair to keep balanced. For the first time Jean actually looked at her. Her hair was an odd sort of brownish red and fell just below her shoulders. Now her hair was dry it had an odd wavy quality. She was thin but well built. Even in the position Rose was sat in, Jean could tell she was tall. Possibly even taller than herself. Rose's eyes kept flickering between colours but always settling longest on a cat like yellow.

Jean realised she was being rude by staring and felt like she had to say something. Much to her displeasure the first the she said was "if you fall I will have no sympathy."

Rose grinned widely.

Logan stared blindly at his sandwich, trying desperately to figure out whether he had been seeing things. He'd not seen Rogan in a year or two. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't missed her. They'd travelled about together for a good number of fun filled years. They'd not ended on the best of terms so went their separate ways with the intention of meeting up again a few years down the line.

He'd got letters from her every now and then. Last time he heard from her had almost a year ago. He looked up when he heard footsteps approaching.

"the Professor would like to see you in his office." Jean said.

As they entered the office Logan was left with no doubt that it had been Rogan he had seen. He grinned at her "hey, Rogan. How's it going?"

She grinned back "pretty good considering I was telepathically bitch slapped." they grinned at each other for a moment. The moment was broken by Storm.

Storm entered the office, rucksack over her shoulder and baby carrier in her arms.

"I was asked to give him to you," she said looking fixedly at Rose "oh and you're car keys are in the front pocket if the bag and apparently you'll have to readjust the front seat."

Rose leapt off the chair and halfway across the room, landing gracefully in front of Storm. Jean was surprised by the gracefulness of the quick movement and was pleasantly surprised to find out she was right. Rose was, in fact, quite tall.

"hey sugar," Rose cooed picking up the baby. The now awake baby gurgled happily at the sight of her. Storm put the rucksack and baby carrier next to the chair Rose had been sat in. Rose sat cross legged in the chair with the baby perched in her lap. The baby yawed and began to slowly fall asleep.

"James. He's 6 months old." Rose said, looking up at Storm as she opened her mouth to speak.

"Rose, would you allow Jean to do some x-rays just to check for further injury." the Professor said.

"by all means. As long as someone doesn't mind keeping an eye on James for me. Rose said. A small smile still present on her face.

"I'll do it." said Storm, possibly a little too quickly.

When Storm had taken James, Jean and Rose went down to the medical wing. When they had gone the Professor turned to Logan. "We're having trouble finding anything out about Rose. What can you tell us about her?"

Logan shrugged. "I've known her about 10 or 11 years. We travelled about together until a year or two ago. This is the first time I've seen her since."

In the medical room Jean stared at the x-rays as they appeared on the screen in front of her. After a couple of minutes Rose sat up and peered over at Jean. "anything wrong?".

Jean opened and closed her mouth a couple of times.

"I was the first of two adamantium experiments. Logan being the second. The experiment done on me was just a small scale," she said, answering Jean's unasked questions. To illustrate the small scale of the experiment, Rose held up her hand, balled it into a fist, and with a small smile, a set of three metal claws burst out from between her knuckles. She retracted them. "I also have telekinetic and telepathic capabilities. As well as fast healing and a rare form of shape shifting."

"what form?"

"when I shift into another mutant I also get their powers while I'm in that form. Combined with the telepathy means that when I am not being someone else all humans and a selection of mutants see me how they want to see me rather then what I actually look like."

Jean was stunned. "that's really rare. I've only heard of four cases of that."

Rose grinned "yep. I'm one of those four."

"wow," Jean said again. "in all you seem pretty healthy. Though there is the possibility you may have a cold or flu."

"nothing I can't get over."

Jean smiled "come on. We'd better get back and let the others know its all good."