“Jean,” He called out as she began to stand from his chair and moved closer to the bed. “Jean!” He then yelled as he now kneeled beside the bed looking into Ororo fearful eyes.

“What, what’s wrong?” Jean asked as she rushed into the room.

“She’s awake.” Logan said never looking away from Ororo, with her staring back.

“What?” Jean said as she moved to the bed. “Oh God, Roro?” Jean spoke with a smile on her lip and tears forming in her eyes
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The room was now filled with once sleeping bodies that all stood around anxiously waiting to see if Ororo was ok.

“Ok sweetie I’m going to pull out the tube now, so just relax.” Jean coaxed as she slowly began pulling on the tubing. Ororo began to cough viciously her throat dry and sore. “Here try to drink some of this.” Jean held a glass of water to Ororo’s lips as she slowly sipped at the water before turning way coughing again.

“That’s enough, let her breath.” Logan spoke up as he remained at her bedside. She looked at him with a frown before letting her eyes moved about the room, taking in each face. She then turned back to Logan who had been the first she saw.

“Wh…” She tried to speak and was greet with a hoarse voice that caused her to pause. “Where am I?”

“Home.” Rogue spoke out before Logan could and confused eyes fell on her.

“Home?” Ororo repeated. “And who are you?”

“Wait you don’t remember me?” Rogue asked in a tone that sounded as if she were about to cry, Ororo simply shook her head no.

“Ororo?” Jean called her but she didn’t respond but continued looking at the strange girl talking with her. Jean reached on and touched her shoulder gaining her attention. “Do you remember anyone here?”

“No.”

“Do you remember your name, what year it is?” Jean went on questioning her.

“No.”

“Oh dear,” Hank said what was pretty much a consensus in everyone’s mind.
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9:20am

After running a few tests on Ororo and then reluctantly leaving her to get some rest, most of the X-Men gathered in the Professor’s office to discuss the problem.

“What do we do?” Jean asked as she leaned forward, and buried her face in her hands as she rested her elbows atop the table. Scott stood behind her, rubbing her shoulders.

“I do not know that there is anything to be done, and we won’t know how severe this is until we get those test results and run more.” Hank stated from his seat across from Jean.

“Maybe there aint nothing ta be done, she’s alive and she’s awake, and aint that what we’ve been praying for weeks? Now she’s back and not tha way ya remember ya wanna start fuckin wit her head, think that’s been done already.” Rogue spoke out angrily.

“That’s not what I mean Rogue.” Jean defended.

“Yeah it is it’s exactly what ya meant, probably already plottin some mind probe. Give her time, afta all she’s been through it’s not surprising she can’t remember anything, just give her time, ah’m willing to wait.”

“Rogue is correct, Ororo has been through an ordeal that no one really expected her to live through…” The Professor spoke.

“No one except Logan.” Bobby threw in and the Professor nodded his head.

“Yes, except Logan. She does need time and we must give it to her, reacquaint ourselves to her and her to her life here.”
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9:55am

She had awaken and now lay in the dark and empty lab room filled with equipment as she stared up at the ceiling not looking at anything in particular. Just laying trying to remember what happened to her, anything about herself her surroundings and those in it.

“You know,” She spoke through a heavy sigh. “I don’t recall much but I do know that staring is rude.” She said as she turned to a dark corner. After a few seconds a figure emerged.

“Sorry, wasn’t tryin ta be rude darlin, just…”

“Sitting in a dark corner watching me.” He chuckled at her.

“Yeah,” He said as he took his resident seat at her beside. They sat in a long silence before Ororo spoke again.

“Who are you?”

“My name’s Logan,”

“Logan…Logan what?”

“Ah, I don’t know.” He answered honestly and peaked her interest and she then gave him her total attention. “Much like you I don’t remember much about my past.”

“Were you in an accident like me?” She asked.

“Naw jus had some fucked up scientist and his group fuck me over. They did some things ta me, I lost my memories.”

“What kind of things?”

SNIKT!

She stared at the blades for a moment before looking back up into gray eyes. “Now, why doesn’t that scare me?” She inquired.

“Don’t know guess somewhere in that head of yers ya know me and know I would never hurt ya.”

“Actually,” Hank spoke as he entered the room and both Logan and Ororo turned to where he stood. “It’s because the part of your brain that exhibits your fear, doesn’t seem to be working.”

“What does that mean, she can’t sense fear anymore?” Logan asked.

“Exactly.”
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Eight Weeks
12:45pm

“So you’re finally getting out of here and back into your very own room, how does that make you feel?” Jean asked excitedly as she, Hank, The Professor, and Logan all stood in the med lab as Ororo packed up some personal items, Rogue and Logan had brought her.

“Well not as happy as you seem to be,” Ororo mumbled as she stood over the bag with her back to the others. Logan chuckled a bit having heard the comment. Ororo looked back at him and threw a small smile she had forgotten he had mentioned his heightened senses.

“It will be good for you to get out of here, and hopefully when you’re in your own space you’ll start to recall thing, I’m sure you will so don’t worry.” Jean continued disregarding Ororo’s mumbled comment.

“I’m not worried, I’m fine, really Jean. Thank you and Hank for all your help. From what I’ve been told and the pictures I was in pretty bad shape, but you patched me up, so thank you.” Ororo said as she stood now holding her small bag of things.

“What pictures?” Jean inquired.

“The ones taken of me right after the accident, Logan…” At the mention of his name Jean snapped her head towards him.

“You showed her pictures?” She asked in a near hiss.

“Yeah, she wanted to see so I showed her, she had a right to see them.”

“I did ask so don’t get mad at him, it’s ok, it’s not like I remember any of it.” Ororo said as she walked towards the door where she paused and turned to Logan. “Logan would you be so kind to show me my room please?” He nodded and led her out of the lab. Jean rushed after them, but the Professor held up his hand stopping her.

“Jean, she will be fine, she just needs space.” Jean bowed her head a bit and nodded.

“I know I’m coddling her a bit…”

“Yes a bit,” The Professor agreed with a smile, which Jean matched with one of her own.

“It’s just that we nearly lost her…”

“I know Jean, I know.”
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12:58pm

“Here we are,”

“God, did you guys hate me or something, you put me way up here?” She spoke as she stared back down the narrow staircase that had led them up to the attic room.

“Yer choice darlin and for good reasons.” Logan stated as he pushed up the door. “It’s the largest bedroom in the house, yer very own loft.” She arched her brow as she stared into the vast airy room, which housed a bed, a couple of bureaus, a vanity area, and many plants.

“I take it back you’re all idiots to let me have this room.” She said with a giggle as Logan smiled at the comment, which He thought was the truth the moment he had entered the room.

“Well, I guess I’ll let you get settled in…”

“Don’t leave!” She quickly said grasping his arm firmly. “I…I was kind of hoping you’d show me around this place, from what I’ve seen of it I would no doubt get lost. And…I really want to get away from Jean, she beginning to work a nerve, with all the questions and the hugging.”

“So that’s what that mini shower earlier was all about, huh?” Ororo frowned at his question.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh Fuck!”
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1:13 pm

“Ororo,”
“Please call me ‘Ro’,” She asked as the Professor nodded in agreement and Logan beamed a little with pride that she wanted to use his pet name for her, one she had so often asked him not to use. “Or…rory…o, that’s just too hard to pronounce.”

“Very well, Ro,” The Professor said with a smile. “Logan has brought something to my attention, something I should have been aware of, We all know you do not know who you are, we should have guess that being the case that you would not know what you are either.”

“What I am, what do you mean, what I am.”

“Or…Ro, you are like everyone here and many others in the world, you are what we call Mutants,” He paused hoping it would cause some recollection in her mind but when she simply stared at him with a blank look he went about explaining the ‘X’ Gene and her powers to her.
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1:49pm

“So I can control the weather and my ‘Codename’,” She held up her fingers and mimicked quotation marks. “Is Storm? What’s yours ‘Wheels’?” Logan laughed outright to that comment recalling using the very name not so long ago. Ororo laughed as well but it quickly faded upon looking at The Professor’s unamused face. “I’m sorry Charlie, but this is just unreal, do you know how you sound?”

“Yes I imagine it sounds a bit crazy from your standpoint,”

“Yeah,”

“But I assure you it is the truth, which Logan can verify.” She looked to Logan for his comment and simply got a head nod.

“So I’m like a superhero or something, right?” She asked as a goofy smile crossed her face.

“Well I suppose one could look at it that way, we do use our abilities for good to help others. However, I must ask that you do not try to use yours, not until you’ve had some training first. You are one of the most powerful mutants in the world Ro, and with that comes great responsibility. Also you must take care and be more reserved than most for your powers are linked to your emotions.”

“So what you’re saying is that if I get pissed or someone gets on my nerves,” She looked to Logan as she made that comment. “Then the weather changes?”

“Yes.” She paused to let it all sink in.

“That is so freaking cool.” She said with another goofy smile, and neither Logan nor the Professor could help but to smile back at her merriment.
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