You getting captured was the worst feeling Anna Marie had ever had. She knew deep down it was her fault. She saw you get knocked out and stolen away from her. She knew the group that took you too. A buncha “for the greater good” scientists who claimed they were “fixing” mutants. It ate her alive. She could practically imagine those bastards drooling at the thought of using you for their twisted experiments. She couldn’t wait to get her hands on them. And it didn’t help that it took weeks for the X-Men to track you down. She relentlessly paced around the mansion, it was like her whole world stopped while you were gone.

The news came one day. They had found you. It took everything in Anna Marie to not drop everything and make a beeline for your location. But no, she was patient as much as her frayed nerves would allow. The X-Men made a plan and in they went after you.

So there was the team in some underground laboratory deep in the southwestern desert in New Mexico. It was a vast space and the team fought hard. Especially Anna Marie, she was practically tearing through anyone in her path all in her effort to get to you. One very brief interrogation later (that involved her threatening some poor intern) and they knew where you were being held in a laboratory on the lower levels.

Anna Marie busts down the door to see you strapped to a table. Covered in all sorts of wires and tubes with god only knows what being pumped into you.