Never Say Never
Chapter 1
Hi guys, this is the sequel to one of my other stories Never Let Me Go. I would recommend that you read that one before-hand. Hope you enjoy, feel free to leave a review!
(I don't own X-Men)
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Kitty and Bobby settled into married life quite quickly, not a lot changed, they were still teachers and X-Men but they now had permanent quarters further away from the students so they couldn't hear what… things they got up at night.
There were still nights when Kitty would wake up screaming, her arms and legs thrashing as she fought against the demons wreaking havoc in her head. Bobby would have to hold her down, whispering into her ear until she came back to him. Once she realised where she was she'd relax, arms curled around Bobby, as if he was her only tether between what was real and what wasn't.
She saw the Professor once a week to talk about her visions and each week it was like a tiny bit more of the weight on her shoulders was lifted.
"Bobby… no, stop" Kitty laughed as she sat at her desk, trying to mark the assignments her class of year 10s had handed in. Bobby was standing behind her, leaning over and pressing light kisses to the side of her neck as she tried to work.
"Bobby, I have to mark these" she tried again to no avail
"It's the weekend Kit" he groaned into her neck "Weekends are supposed to be for relaxing"
"I know the type of relaxing you want to do"
"You're not wrong" he said as reached around, undoing the first button of her shirt. Her small hands grabbed his, pulling them away
"Just give me 10 minutes okay? And then we can relax for an hour or so" she said and with a groan he mumbled fine before lying down on the bed behind them.
5 minutes' pass before she wrings her head in her hand with a groan "Can you stop doing that?"
"Doing what?"
"Distracting me"
"You can't even see me at the moment!" he whined
Turning around she bit her lip "Ugh I give up" she says before climbing onto the bed, straddling him
"I thought you wanted to finish those papers"
"I thought your idea was better" she said with a smirk "But if you're not up to it "she made a move to get off him.
He quickly flipped them over, extracting a loud squeal from Kitty which he quickly silenced with his mouth.
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Later they leave their room, blushing as they held hands while on the way down to the danger room for their training session.
"Look who left their room for once" Scott smirked from across the room
If possible Kitty blushed deeper, turning into Bobby to hide her face. Bobby on the other hand didn't mind.
"Leave them alone Scott they're still in the honeymoon phase" Jean said
"Yeah remember how bad the two of you were when you first got married?" Storm interjected.
Scott's smile quickly dropped after that, becoming rather interested in the walls.
The room signalled that the session was about to start, the room changing around them from blue walls to burning buildings and smoking debris. The group split up each going off in different directions, the session was designed to concentrate on each of their weaknesses.
Kitty glanced back towards Bobby before going east, him going north. She passed burning building after burning building, the acrid smell of smoke infiltrating her nose. A training robot came from her left, designed to test her hand to hand combat. She quickly kicked into its side, spinning so she was face to face with it. She saw that the plate across its chest was made of adamantium and swore under her breath, she wouldn't be able to use her powers on this one.
As it came flying towards her she braced her fists up, ready to dodge any incoming hits. The robot swung at her side, she spun out of the way just in time, landing a hit to its back. It stumbled slightly before going for her again, this time landing a well-placed hit to her leg, stumbling her momentarily.
She was beyond pissed now, that was definitely going to bruise. They circled each other now, each waiting for the other to make a move. It came for her first, going for her head, she swerved out of the way, going for its side, hoping to knock it down. It buckled forward and she saw her chance, twisting around and wrapping her arms around its neck, one hand smashing down on it, hoping to disable the robot.
It suddenly flew backwards, send them crashing into a wall, her head rebounding with a loud crack! She yelled out but didn't release her hold until it smashed her into the wall another two times, her back and head both throbbing as she slid to the floor. Her hair was wet, she realised as her vision went in and out of focus. Bringing a hand up she tentatively touched the back of her head, her hair matted. When she pulled it back her hand was covered in scarlet coloured fluid.
Her already smashing headache suddenly intensified, eliciting a scream from her as flashed in front of her eyes.
Blood is sticking to her hands, congealing on her skin. The sound of someone gasping for breath. She whispers how sorry she is, tears wetting her cheeks. Someone's pulling her away, she kicks and scream as she is dragged away.
She watches as the doctor makes the first slice with the adamantium blade, watching with fascination how her body tries to phase back into its natural state as she screams. Blood leaks onto the table she's strapped onto, a small sedative keeping her immobile but still conscious enough to see what they're doing. She hears him say something about bone marrow, the nurse bringing over a large needle. She passes out just as they begin to push it into her hip.
She's sitting now, Logan in front of her as she focuses on him and not on the pain radiating in her side. Drip. This has to work, she thinks to herself. She thought about praying but she stopped believing in God a long time ago. Drip. She can hear Bobby murmuring comforting words as he rummages through their practically empty first aid box in vain. Nothing in their can help her. Drip. Charles and Magneto are murmuring in the corridor, something's not right, she doesn't need to be able to see them to know that they're worried. Drip. Somebody must have left a tap on somewhere, she would ask them to turn it off but she's so weak, she just wants to sleep.
She's standing in front of a grave, dressed in black. She can hear the professor talking as she reaches out to place a flower on the grave. The scar John gave her stands out on her forearm.
She's pulled back to reality before she has the chance to see whose name is on the grave, Jean is kneeling in front of her, shining a light in her eyes. She can hear Bobby's voice yelling at Scott in the background.
"I told you to turn the simulator off a hundred times! That thing could have killed her!"
"You can't compromise the mission because of one person Robert, what if this was a real battle? You can't just drop everything to go to her!"
"She's my wife! I don't care if a nuclear bomb is about to hit, I'm not going to leave her to bleed out on the street!"
"Guys, enough. She's awake" Jean said sternly, helping Kitty sit up "We need to get you down to the med bay, you probably have a bad concussion"
Bobby's by her side in a second, helping her up onto her feet when she protests to being carried. They slowly make their way to the infirmary, helping her onto the bed where Hank comes around with a tray of instruments.
Kitty suddenly flashes back to that lab where she was trapped in and her stomach lurches, sending her retching over the side of the bed. Jean grabs a bucket while Bobby rubs her back. When she's finished, Hank cleans the back of her head up. She needs ten stitches and her hair is gummy with blood but that's not what is unsettling her the most.
"I-I had a vision" she stammers, sitting back on the bed.
"You mean like a memory? Is that why you passed out?" Bobby asks, squeezing her hand and he sat on the bed next to her.
"I… I don't know, some of the things I'd seen before but…" she pauses, her body fraught with tension
"What? What's wrong?"
"I saw something. A funeral I think. Bobby… It was from this timeline"
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DUN! DUN! DUN!
Someone's going to die, who could it possibly be?
So excited to be doing this sequel, please leave a review if you liked it!