"And I come back for the fun. What timing I have!" Rachel knew the Marauders themselves had no distinct want for Summers or Grey kids. Their boss, however, would.

She put her hand on Sara's shoulder. "You're definitely not helpless, and you just got some amazing back-up to fly in. Let me talk to Cyclops. See what I can do to help shorten the prison sentence."

Rachel hadn't called Cyclops 'Dad' in a very long time. Even by her own reckoning.