Scott peered worriedly at Kurt. He'd fallen ill last night and no one could figure out what was wrong with him. Dr. McCoy had quarantined him in the lab until he decided whether or not it was contagious. Scott laid his head on the glass as he watched his dearest friend murmur fitfully on the bed, too tired to even toss and turn. Hank said that the blood tests he was doing should reveal what was wrong with Kurt. Scott hoped so. He didn't know what they'd do without Kurt and his constant cheerfulness. He didn't know what he'd do if anything happened to Kurt. No one riled his protective instincts like the younger boy did.
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As soon as he got the test results Hank contacted the Professor. "I have Kurt's test results—" He hesitated before continuing, "Professor, how much can you tell me of the experiments done to Kurt when he was a baby?"
The Professor frowned, troubled, "Not much I'm afraid, Mystique wasn't very knowledgeable about the actual experiments, do I take it his illness is a result of those experiments?"
"That is my conjecture, there are certain anomalies in his blood stream that point to genetic manipulation of some sort. Unfortunately I'm at a loss done to him. And without the knowledge of exactly what was done I'm afraid my chances of discovering a cure are slim."
The professor pressed his fingertips together, "How dangerous is this illness?"
Dr. McCoy sighed, "Very I'm afraid. He's already very weak and if his fever rises much more he could cook inside his own body."
Xavier closed his eyes, "Come in children." The door opened and the X-men crept into the room, their faces clearly showing their distress. The professor fixed them with a reproving stare. "Listening at keyholes is a bad habit."
Scott stood stiffly, "We're worried about Kurt." More than worried, actually panicked would be a good word for how Scott was feeling. But couldn't say that out loud, he was the leader and had to seem indefatigable.
Rouge scowled fiercely, "When I get my hands on Magneto I'll rip into neat little pieces."
"And then you'll be killing Kurt." Jean pointed out, Magneto's the only one who knows what's wrong with Kurt." She sighed, "But no one knows where he is."
Scott got a thoughtful expression on his face, "I can think of someone who might."
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Pietro walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Todd, bouncing along, looked at him oddly. "Hey you alright yo? This is the first time I've seen you walk anywhere."
"I'm just tired."
"Didn't you sleep good last night?"
"That's what's so weird, I slept way more than normal."
"Maybe ye're getting sick."
Pietro shook his white head, "No, I don't get sick."
"Why not?"
"Accelerated metabolism, I get better almost instantly."
"Neat."