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Summery: After a serious battle with a new enemy, Kitty is injured badly. Kitty doesn't remember anything, who she is, who the X-men are, nada! Our darling Angel (Warren for those who don't know) helps her get her memories back and maybe something more.  Add two years to everyone's age. (Kitty's 17, Rogue's 18 etc. etc.)


Dedication: To all the courageous people writing Witty (Logan/Kitty), Kimy (Remy/Kitty), and Kyro (St. John/Kitty)! You all are pioneers and I'm very grateful to you! To mention a few: Dark Jaded Rose (Witty), Valley-Gurl101 (Kyro), Echo Destynee (Kimy) and somekindafreaky (Kimy). Ya'll rock!

Also go to www.wolverineandkitty.com

"Mr. Warren, you really are an Angel. Thank-you, thank you, thank you!" Kitty squealed.

"You're welcome, Kitty. How are your injuries?" Warren asked.

"They're getting better. I can now remember everyone's name and when Roguey brought my stuffed dragon, I knew it was Lockheed! That's good, right?" Kitty sat up in her hospital bed. Warren set the gift he had brought on the bedside table. Kitty smiled cheerfully at him.

"That's very good. Can you remember anything else? Without anyone telling you?" Warren closed his white wings and sat down in the conveniently placed chair, his jacket folded in his lap.

"Yeah! Scott's brother is Alex; Mr. Logan's favorite soap opera is "Days of Our Lives". Roguey loves Scott and Ragin' loves Roguey. But that's all." Kitty sighed and leaned back against her pillows, smoothing her 'Kurt blue' nightgown.

"Who's Ragin'" Warren raised his eyebrows in question. Kitty brightened immediately, eager to tell about a good friend. (Not like that folks! Not gossip)

"Remy LeBeau AKA Gambit AKA Ragin' Cajun. For me at least."  Kitty wrapped her blanket around her more tightly, grinning as she thought of Remy's red on black eyes and adorable accent.

                The two sank into companionable silence. Kitty traced the flora pattern on the tattered blanket, wondering if it held any memories. Warren watched her thoughtfully, blue eyes following the pattern her hand traced. Suddenly he reached towards the table and handed Kitty her gift. Kitty giggled softly and carefully opened the metallic pink wrapping paper, making sure she didn't rip it so she could have Rogue put it away for safekeeping. She laughed as she pulled the bag of dark chocolate chips from the paper and beamed up at him.

"Like it, Kitty?" Warren returned her brilliant grin. 

"I love it, Mr. Warren!" Kitty hugged the bag to her torso.

Warren took the wrapping paper and folded it just as carefully as Kitty had removed it. Once again they were both silent, Kitty setting her chocolate next to Lockheed. Warren leaned back in his chair, stretching with his eyes closed.

"Hello guys." Jean came in and sat on the foot of Kitty's bed.

"Oh, hello. Finally get a break?" Warren asked, slightly concerned. Kitty flashed a happy smile at her.

                "Yeah, Kitty how you feeling?" Jean reached over and plucked the wrapping paper from Warrens hands.

                "Really good. Mr. Hank's a good doctor, huh?" Kitty giggled.

                "Yep." Jean agreed.

                "The best in the biz." Warren chuckled.

                "Hey yah three." Rogue walked into the Medlab and sat next to Jean on Kitty's bed.

                "Hi!" Kitty said exuberantly.

                "A nickel says those headphones are blaring your music instead of Evan's." Jean eyed the black headphones warily.

                "Finally get away from Gambit?" Warren asked.

                "Yeah an' Ah now yah owe a dime." Rogue scowled teasingly at Jean.

                "Comes with the powers. I know when to bet!" Jean said confidently.

"Bad girl now? Who would of guessed?" Warren laughed softly as Jean blushed brightly.

"Not me! Not me!" Rogue snickered behind her hand.

"Funny, real funny. You got a girlfriend, Warren?" Jean swatted Warren playfully on the arm.

"No. I thought you and Scott were together. Now you're interested in me?" Warren teased.

"Oh Gawd!" Rogue chortled loudly. Kitty giggled and watched on with amusement.

"I was just curious!" Jean blushed again.

"Riiight!" Rogue smirked at her.

"What about you guys? All happy in X-Ville?" Warren looked curious.

"Amara an' Bobby, Jubilation's flirtin'." Rogue listed.

"Rahne and Sam, Ororo's single." Jean added

"Wanda an' Todd, Tabby an' Kurt. Johnny, Piotr, Pietro, and Evan are all single." Rogue nodded her head.

"And finally Amanda and Lance." Jean finished.

"Amanda and Lance? Didn't see that coming." Warren said absently.

"They are so cute together!" Rogue squeaked happily.

                "What about you, Kitty?" Warren asked the bedridden girl.

"Me? Nope, no one for me! Pietro flirts with me and so does Ragin' but I think they do that to make me feel better." Kitty smiled softly at the thought.
                "Out you three. Kitty needs her rest." Hank admonished.

"Night, Kitty!" Jean called as she went into the hallway.

"Sleep tight!" Rogue waved and followed Jean.

"This is where I say 'Don't let the bedbugs bite'. Sweet dreams." Warren mused before following the other two.

"She's getting better. Bye guys." Jean whispered and hurried off.

"She's tough. An' stubborn. She'll ge' her memories back. …Right?" Rogue blinked back tears and went to her room.

                "…" Warren stared at the closed Medlab door for a moment and walked towards Charles' office.

Flashback

                "My name's Warren Worthington, Kathryn." Warren sat down in front of the scared Kitty.

                "D-do I know you?" She asked, her blue eyes searching his for answers.

                "Yes and no. We have met, but we didn't really talk that much." Warren replied.

                "Oh."

                "…Do you remember anything?"

                "Light. Lots of bright light and a sound…a bell!"

                "About your friends?"
                "…No…"

                "About yourself?"

                "…Kitty. Not Kathryn."

                "Well that's one thing you remember."

                "One thing…"

                "You'll remember more. Trust me."
                "What can you tell me about myself and my…friends?"

                "Your full name is Kathryn Anna Pryde, your parents are Carmen and Terri Pryde. You are seventeen, in college, and go by the codename Shadowcat. Your best female friends are Tabitha, Ororo, and Rogue and your best male friends are Kurt, Logan, and Jamie."

                "Who's P-Piet-Pietro?" Kitty sounded the name out, eyes closed in concentration.

                "The one who tricked you into the trap."

                "He didn't mean to! He…was being controlled…by…"

                "By who, Kitty, who?"
                "…I can't remember!" Kitty yelled and Warren bit his lip.
                It was habit he had acquired recently from Rogue and he had been trying to stop. He watched as Kitty buried her face into her arms, before reaching out to touch her shoulder. He pulled back when Kitty looked up. She studied him and her fragmented memories tried to tell her something, anything about the twenty something man in front of her. Warren shrugged nonchalantly, straightening his navy shirt. He looked into her eyes and smiled broadly. Kitty leaned back in surprise.

                "Well, Kitty, it's about time for us to get to the Institute. It's a bit of a mess because of Kitin's attack, but it's home." Warren offered his hand and Kitty immediately took it and stood up.
                "I'm getting out of here?"
                "Yes. You want to leave, right?"

                "They don't like me here."
                "Don't like me here either, but being rich softens their attitudes."

Warren placed Logan's jacket around Kitty's shoulders and led her through the mazelike hospital out to his jet black Porsche.  He shut the car door after she was in and got in the driver's seat. Kitty fumbled with the belt buckle, but was soon secured in and Warren put his black sunglasses on.

"Let's ride, Pryde." And like a bullet they were off to the Institute.

It may seem like it's going slow but remember, Kitty lost her memory and Warren barely knows her. Ya'll know the drill, read and review, please!