Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men they belong to Marvel. If I did own the X-men, Evolution would still be going strong and we'd have the answers to many unresolved issues, also I would be rich and would not have to resort to writing fan fiction.

Note: The italics are thoughts.

You Never Know

Sometimes We're Wrong Right??

Damn, I wish she weren't so perfect, or so young...

Lance looked around his apartment surprised at how normal it seemed even though he had just ruined his life the night before. Just because she was the only person who had ever actually cared about his existence it made sense that fate would rip them apart. He was four years older than the fifteen year old Pryde but he often forgot the age difference due to her maturity. That had been his first mistake. She was a minor and he had forgotten.

Of course her parents had decided to walk through the same section of the woods where he and Kitty were making love. Things had gotten a little bit crazy for the young mutants when her parents ran through the woods mistaking her cries for a call for help. When her father realized what was going on Lance was certain that he was a dead man. In a bittersweet moment the older man told Lance he would refrain from pressing charges on one condition. Lance had to admit the old guy knew how to play his cards.

That's why he was packing, getting ready to leave town. Statutory rape wouldn't look good on anyone's records, much less someone who had already been found guilty of several minor crimes. The real kicker was that Kitty's father wouldn't let him say goodbye to her. He had to leave her but he'd make sure she knew where he was going.

He knew better than to write after he'd gone, letters could be kept from her, he'd leave her a note explaining everything. And maybe, just maybe, she would wait for him. With that decided he threw his duffel bag over his shoulder, took one last look at his apartment to make sure he hadn't left anything important; and walked towards his forest green Wrangler.

Can Anyone Hear Me??

Three Months Later

I can't believe my parents are making me do this...

Kitty was crying as she walked towards the medical clinic. How could her Jewish parents make her do this?? She looked over at her mother who had come with her for legal reasons. Because Kitty was a minor, the abortion couldn't be performed without her mother's signature. As they walked up to the desk to get the paperwork Kitty began to reflect on whether she could ever forgive herself for killing a child. Her child,but not only hers; this was the baby of the man she would always love. As her mother handed her a pen to begin filling out the forms Kitty began to skim them. First and last name, middle initial, date of birth, reason for the termination, and then the box you had to check if you were positive you wanted to end the tiny life inside you. Just as Kitty had finished filling out the paperwork the secretary called out

"Pryde, Katherine"

Kitty and her mother rose and handed the secretary the forms. Fidgeting nervously as the lady looked over the paperwork, Kitty waited.

"Katherine, I'm sorry there's a problem with your paperwork you didn't check the box indicating you're sure about the abortion."

"I know, that's because I don't want to get an abortion," she said while staring at her feet. "I'm Jewish," she explained glaring at her mother.

How Long Has It Been ??

She's eighteen now...

Lance impatiently waited, as he listened to the phone ring on the other end. Finally after what seemed like ages Someone picked up.

"Hello," he heard his old friend answer.

" Hey, Speedy I'm back in town and I was wondering if you know where Kitty Pryde is ?"

"Oh, the one that you had a thing for right," Pietro asked looking at the girl across the room from him. "I'm pretty sure she's still living with her parents, she goes to the college though; so I'd be careful about when I decided to visit."

"Okay, thanks man, we should get together soon." Lance's voice expressed his relief that she was still in town.

Say What??

I'm not sure about this...

"Who was that," Kitty inquired, carefully examining the man who had just asked her to marry him a week ago.

"It was just an old friend, who's back in town for a bit. No one important," Pietro answered. "Have you considered my question, Kitty? I need an answer, but I'd wait for you forever."

High praise from a speed demon Kitty thought to herself glad that her suitor wasn't a telepath as her thoughts drifted back to the father of her child. "I've considered it and I'm still not sure about my answer. I have to get home to put Anna to bed, she can't sleep unless she knows I'm home"

"Think about it," he said before asking, "Do you have classes tomorrow ?"

"No, I don't have any classes; I have to go in to tutor though"

"Goodbye, I'll see you tomorrow," Pietro said as he leaned in to kiss Kitty goodnight.

Where Is She??

She's going to the college, so I just have to find out her schedule..

"Is this the Xavier University," Lance spoke into the phone.

"Yes, how may I help you," asked the feminine voice on the other end of the phone line.

"I need to know Kitty Pryde's schedule, I'm an old friend and I've been having trouble finding her."

"Hold please, I need to check."

Are You Serious??

They can't possibly mean ...

"Hey, Kitty have you heard the news," her friend Jenna asked as she slid into the chair next to Kitty. She didn't wait for Kitty to answer (being friends with the school gossip columnist had it's drawbacks), "Everyone's talking about how Lance Alvers is back in town!!! Can you believe it? after he picked up and left without telling anyone he was leaving he just came back!! How crazy is that?"

"Yeah, Jen it's crazy, I have to go okay can you tell Professor Xavier that my mom called and Anna's sick or something? Okay, thanks see you tomorrow." Kitty was running off school grounds before she finished speaking. Lance was back! How could he have left without so much as saying goodbye to her. After all when he had left he'd said he loved her. If she was lucky he still would. She ran as fast as she could phasing straight through the trees. She knew if he was really back, for a while at least he'd be staying at their place; the little tree house he had built for her after she told him she'd always wanted one. She had hung around there for weeks after he left needing to feel close to him. Wondering why he'd left her. She slowed down as she got closer to the Giant Oak tree. She reached for the rope ladder and began the climb up.