When I woke up, I saw I was in the same white room I was in before. But I didn't see anyone in there with me this time. I looked down and saw that my hands and part of my arms were bandaged up. I was confused at first but then I remembered what had happened.

I got out of bed and started walking around in the room. I saw a lot of computers and different screens and everything I didn't notice before. I hear the creak of the door opening and when I turn around, I see Storm with a big smile on her face. She quickly runs over to me and gives me a hug.

When she hugged me, I suddenly remembered what it felt like to have a mom. Storm took care of me and I could talk to her about boys and all that stuff. After so many years, I had a mother figure. I had a father who cares and protects me. I had friends who accept me for who I am. I even have an older brother who likes to hang out and joke around with me. It seems like I have a family here.

She pulls away and gives me a gentle smile. "How are you feeling? You've been out for several days. Those boys you hang out with have been pretty worried. They've been sticking together since you got taken. I thought they couldn't stand each other?"

I get a big smile on my face. "Yea. Bobby and Pyro. They usually don't like each other but sometimes they'll get along. Do you know where everybody is?"

"Yea. Logan is in his room; Jean and Scott are in the training arena, and those boys, Bobby and Pyro are wandering the hallways."

"Am I allowed to leave?" I ask, remembering the last time I tried to leave and got caught by Scott.

"Yea, why wouldn't you be?"

"Last time, I ran into Scott. He wouldn't let me leave…" I trail off.

Storm starts to chuckle. "Don't worry. You can leave any time you want. It seems your ok and Logan came to save your life again."

She left after that and Left me to change into some clothes. I wanted to see my dad but I didn't want to disturb him if he's doing anything so I went to go find Bobby and Pyro first. On the way there, I run into Scott and Jean.

"Scout!" Scott runs over to me and swings me around in a hug. We both start laughing as he gently puts me down.

Jean comes behind him and gives me a gentle hug. "We're glad you're alright."

"So am I." I say with a smile. "Hey have either of you guys seen Pyro or Bobby?"

"Uh, yea actually. We passed them not to long ago. They asked how you were doing and then they said they were both going to the arcade." Scott answers.

"Thanks!" I give Jean another hug in which she returns and I give Scott a kiss on the cheek. I was about to walk away but he pulls my in for another hug and kisses me on the head. I smile at him when he pulls away. He smiles back and lets me go find the two boys I call my best friends.

I walk into the arcade, almost cautiously. I see them playing foosball and I make my way over to them. I don't even say a word when Bobby looks up and sees me. His eyes go wide as he jumps over the table, shoving Pyro out of his way. He was about to make a rude comment but he stops when he sees me.

I smile a little at the two and they come hurdling toward me. I get a little scared so I put a force field around me. They run into it and look at me confusingly. "Don't kill me. I'm still healing and I'm still a bit weak. After I'm strong enough then you guys can kill me if you want."

I drop the force field and they both chuckle. I get a hug from Pyro first and then I get one from Bobby. The hug from him lasted a bit longer than Pyro's but it felt good and not awkward like you'd think. We pull away and we both blush.

"You wanna play with us?" Pyro asks, not noticing our blush.

"Yea, sure!" I bounce over to the table as they quickly follow me. It was Pyro against me and Bobby. Of course we were winning, two against won but we didn't care. The three of us kept playing, cursing each other out. All the while Scott, Jean, and Storm watching the news.

After about an hour of playing, I started to get a little bored and wanted to play something else. But before I could say anything, I felt a presence watching me from the door. I look and see my dad with a bag over his shoulder, walking toward the door, his back toward me.

I tell the guys that I'll be right back and follow my dad. Right when he's about to open the door, I spoke up. "I hope you were going to at least say goodbye before you left me."

He turned around and saw my eyes filled with blue but a little bit of red, white, purple, and even some orange specks around the middle. Sadness. Anger. Fear. Hope. Confusion.

He sighed as he came to wrap his arms around my body. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him tight, not wanting him to go. He pulled away and told me, "I've got some business to take care of up North, Kid. I know you helped me remember my memories and everything but I need to try to find any kind of trace of my brother. You're Uncle Victor."

My blood turns cold as I remember what he did all those years ago. I nod my head in understanding but with tears flowing down my face, freely. But I couldn't help to tell my father, "I don't want you to go."

He looks at me for a minute and it looks like he's trying to think. He grabs his dog tags, pulls it over his head, and wraps it around my neck. He looks at me with trusting eyes. "I hope you keep them safe. I'll be back for these. I'll also be back for this." Just as he says the last part, he wraps me in a hug once more.

I hug my father back, trying to keep the tears from falling. He pulls away and nods his head at me. Just as he was about to open the door again I couldn't help myself. "Wait!" I grab his arm so he faces me. I grab my mother's necklace that was now deemed mine. I pull it over my head and try my best to wrap it around his neck because of how tall he is. His eyes only show confusion but I look back at him with trusting eyes. "I hope you keep this safe. I'm expecting you to return with it, both you and the necklace, safe and sound. Promise?"

"I Promise. I also promise that I will come back for you so then we can be a family again."

"Ok."

I watch my father walk out the door, leaving me behind. I stay by the window, watching him leave. I see him walk out the door outside, but then I see him stop. I start to feel hope, thinking he decided not to leave. But then I see him taking Scott's motorcycle with a smirk. I smile at my dad, knowing he will never change.

I go back inside with everybody else. As much as I wanted to have fun with Pyro and Bobby, I just went to Scott. I knew he would comfort me like a big brother and right now, that's all I wanted. I walk over to him and tap on his shoulder. He looks up, almost annoyed that I've distracted him from the news. But that was until he saw my tears and the color of my eyes. They were almost all blue. Even my tears were a certain kind of blue.

He pulls me onto his lap and starts to stroke my hair as I cry into his chest. Everyone starts to crowd me but I just lean into Scott, only wanting him at the moment and hoping he will help me. He gets the hint and tells everybody to give me some space and give me some time to calm down.

Once I stopped crying, Scott finally asked me the question I've been dreading. "Dad left! He left! I'm scared he's not coming back. What if he gets hurt? What if he died? What would I do?! What will happen?"

Scott just kept shushing me, rocking me back and forth, and stroking my hair. Storm kneeled in front of me, put both her hands on the sides of my face and made me look at her. "He'll come back. He loves you more than anything. Have faith in him. I seriously doubt that Logan would die and if something does happen to him, then you'll always have us. Don't forget that. It's not like how it used to be for you. This time you have people to help you through this. You're not alone anymore. You have a home and a family, now."

I look deep in her eyes and can tell she meant every word of it. I spread open my arms and she wraps me in a big hug, knowing how much I must be hurting. I try to remember the feeling of being with a family and having so many people caring for you. It's hard to remember but easy to cherish.

I give a hug to everyone and whisper a 'Thank you' in their ear. When I got to Bobby, our hug lasted longer like last time. It would've been even longer but Scott started 'coughing'. I had a small smirk on my face, knowing he will be like an older brother through and through. I knew that while my dad is gone, Scott will take over the protective role and always be there for me. As will everyone else.

Everyone was right. I knew my dad would come home. He had to. He wouldn't leave me. I know he will keep that promise he made to me. He's the strongest person I know. He doesn't give up once he set his mind to it. I'm starting to see myself more and more like my father every day. I can barely remember my mother but I know she will always be watching over me. So will my new family.