To Touch Is To Heal
by: QuasiAngel

Disclaimer: Evo belong to Marvel, Trading Spaces belongs to TLC... I'm just using them in an evil plot to make animated character and television personalities do what I please... -and I'm not making any money off of it, so HA!

Note: I hope no one else wrote a story like this. I've had the idea for awhile, but just started writing it down (I'm a procrastinator and college student, go figure). Now, this is not for Kitty/Lance fans, but bare with me. Hopefully it'll be a good story... There may be some OOC moments, btw.

Chapter 1- (I can't believe you'd show up here.)



The wind blew hard against the old boarding house, rattling the windows and slamming the broken shutters against the sides of the mansion. The rain pounded down on to the leaky roof, sending drop after drop of water into the attic. It didn't phase the five individuals that occupied this dwelling. It was just another rainy day in the Brotherhood House.

All was normal in the home. Todd was busy building a castle with some miss matched playing cards. Pietro was cleaning gum off of his favorite sweater, put there by Tabitha. She was too busy listening to her male-bashing girl metal to hear his complaints. The larger of the group, Fred, was watching The Learning Channel. And finally, Lance was slouched on the couch, looking at a used car magazine.

Paige is so hot you guys! Fred exclaimed.

Lance looked up from his magazine, glanced at the television, then back down, Eh, I've seen better.

No way man! She's so hot! She's gotta be-

Who's hot? Pietro asked, looking up from his cleaning.

Paige Davis from Trading Spaces, Fred answered, proudly.

Man, she's too skinny! Genevieve, now she's hot! She's got that ass man, Pietro answered.

He's gott'cha there, yo. Gen is hotter than Paige. Paige is too- too- perky, the Toad chirped in, Amy Wynn is kinda hot too, man.

The carpenter chick? No way! She's a butch! the Quicksilver added.

Finally slipping her headphones off, Tabby chimed in, Doug is kinda hot.

Who invited you into this conversation? And- and Doug is gay anyway! Pietro bit back, still mad at what she did earlier that day.

So what if he's gay. I can change that! she said with a smirk.

Lance stayed quiet through out the argument. He knew better than to get in the way of Fred's taste in women, Pietro's self-proclaimed infinite wisdom, Tabby's self righteousness, or Todd's better judgment. He was the unofficial leader now. He should be breaking up their stupid fight, but he had better things to do. Ok, maybe not. He just sat there, staring at a black and white ad, not really paying attention to the contents of the page, but other things. Mainly life, his life, and the lives of the people around him. He always wondered what brought them together- them meaning the Brotherhood. At first he though it was Mystique or Magneto, but soon doubted that theory. Both of the misguided adults had left and they are still here- together. Maybe it was the fact that it beats living in an orphanage, but atleast you get a good meal and a hot shower every morning. No. He knew it was the need for each other that kept them at this house. He once left his biological family and foster families to join this one. It seemed like these four individuals were running through his blood. Not the individuals that he once called mom and dad just a few years ago, but the ones he calls brothers and sister now. Something bothered him still. He was missing a something. It only dawned on his now what it was. His-.

Who the hell could that be, yo? I sure as hell wouldn't be caught dead in weather like this, Toad said, breaking Lance from his thoughts.

I ain't gettin' it! Pietro yelled, getting back to his cleaning, You get it Tabs.

No way! You get it Fred. Fred?

The group looked over to their friend. His mouth was hanging open, watching Paige Davis jumping on a trampoline.

I'll get it. A man can't get any help around here! Lance finally yelled, tossing his magazine to the floor and hopping over the arm of the couch.

The door bell rang again.

What the hell? Hold on a minute! grabbed the handle and yanked it open and gasped at what he saw,

Ah'm sorry to bother you sir, but Ah need help. Something happened to me and Ah don't know where Ah am. Ah'm cold and Ah was wondering if- she stopped her requests when she realized the man that was standing in the doorway was like stone, his mouth hanging wide open, Sir, are you okay? she asked, shivering in the cold wet night.

Yo man, who is iii- Todd stopped dead in his tracks, What the hell are you doin' here? We don't want any!

The rest of the group joined their teammates, with Pietro being the second to speak.

So, the X-Geeks kick you out, huh? I can't believe you'd show up here, of all places. And looking like a drowned rat to boot! he stated with amusement in his voice, commenting on the fact that her make-up had ran down her face and her hair was damp against her cheeks.

Tabby laughed, I knew you'd be the next to leave. I knew it! Freddy, you owe me twenty bucks! she turned to him and giggled, holding out her hand for the incoming cash.

Aw man! he placed a $20 in Tabitha's hand,

the girl in the doorway crocked an eyebrow, Yah'll know me?

Pietro leaned forward, No Rogue, you just lived with us for awhile, you go to school with us, and now you're an X-men and you fight against us. You got half of us in that little head of yours, too! he said, pointing to her forehead.

She grabbed her head, Lived with ya'll? School? X-men? In my head? What are ya talking about? I never seen ya'll before! How do you know me? And- and- and-

Calm down, man, Todd said, stepping out onto the porch, Are you saying- he was interrupted.

That you don't know who we are? Lance asked, stepping on the porch with Todd and the girl, grabbing her shoulder.

Ah'm sorry, she replied.

To be continued-