Near the Canadian border, Bill's Wolverine senses caught movement. He stopped the truck, shielding Clara and Lily as figures emerged—Cyclops, Storm, Beast. The X-Men.Cyclops spoke. "We've tracked Sentinel activity. You're mutants?""My daughter is," Bill said, wary. "I've got… something else. Memories of this world's dangers—Magneto, Apocalypse, the Phoenix. We need help."Storm nodded. "You're a father protecting his own. We know that fight."Beast smiled at Lily. "Your fire's a gift. We'll guide you."Bill relaxed slightly. "You've faced these threats?""More than you know," Cyclops said. "Come with us."