A/n: for those that have never read a Rita Mae Brown & Sneaky Pie Brown (don't own) book anything like "this" is said by the animals, but the humans cannot understand what they are saying, they just hear animal sounds (I've never done this before so it may end up a disaster) but other animals can. Also I think this is going to be one of the first multi chapter story shipping these two so I hope everyone enjoys it.

Telepathy key

'Charles'

'Kathy'

'Jean'

'Rebekah to animals/Wolverine or Charles'

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Thunder and Psychics

It was early in the Xavier institute and the cat, Mrs. Murphy was sitting on the window sill watching the sun rise over the horizon.

Bleu was content sitting on the desk watching Charles Xavier going over a student's report with a red pen... Bleu was a good mouser, but he also liked to stay with Charles.

Charles sighed as he looked at the pictures on his desk; there was several of him and Kathy, his only child. Then there was another, it was Ororo 'Storm' Munroe, their relationship was blooming and Kathy couldn't have been happier with the situation. He had feared her reaction to the whole issue as he thought she might fear he was trying to replace her mother, Megan. Instead she had been happy for him and voiced her adamant approval of the relationship.

Looking back he had been surprised at his own fear about telling her; Storm had been a second mother to Kathy. She had stepped in when Kathy really needed a mother figure and it was only by luck that Kathy was so willing to accept Storm as that figure in her life.

"Bleu... why am I so worried about this?" he wondered "and why I am so distracted sometimes"

"Because you're in love" Bleu said pawing at the air, but it came out to Charles as just meowing

Charles chuckled "Sometimes I wonder if you understand me"

"I do, you just don't get it"

"Bleu... breakfast is ready!" Mrs. Murphy called from the door

Bleu jumped from the desk and ran out the door following Mrs. Murphy

Charles sighed; it had been months since he and Storm faced the facts that there was more between them than what was expected between friends that had known each other as long as they have.

He sighed softly, he had a plan in mind, but for some reason he had questions that remained unanswered, what did Megan think of his new relationship? Would she approve of his remarrying?

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Storm sighed as she entered the kitchen. Bleu and Mrs. Murphy were in there eating, and Jean was also present waiting for the cats to finish their food so she could pick up their food bowls. Both women greeted each other and Storm went to make herself a cup of tea.

Mrs. Murphy finished her food and went to cleaning her face, Bleu had also finished so Jean lifted the bowls and put them where they could be washed and reused for the cats' dinner. Mrs. Murphy soon walked over and rubbed herself against Storm's leg.

"Good morning Mrs. Murphy" Storm smiled to the feline

"Good morning"

"Brown nosier" Bleu muttered

"Look whose talking Mr. I-get-to-ride-in-the-professor's-lap" Murphy replied to her housemate, who was watching Jean refill their water bowl.

"You do know if you tried that I don't think he'd mind" Bleu replied then went for the newly refilled water bowl, the first time his nose touched the water, he pulled back due to the fact that it was colder than he had expected.

"I hate winter, the water is always so cold!" he muttered then went to drinking the water.

The water bowl, unlike the food bowls was big enough that both cats could drink at the same time if they wanted to, not that they drank at the same time that often but it was a good that they could if they wanted to or needed to.

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Charles was going through his mail when he noticed a letter from the neurologist that had cared for him after the accident that cost him the ability to walk. There was a new procedure that held promise for him.

Blue eyes grew wide, could this really be a sign, he had always believed in those types of things but hearing that Dr. Anne Possible of Middleton, Colorado had found something that might at least return feeling to his legs was a surprise to him. Then there was the question of would he be able to relearn to walk? Was it really worth the trouble and time it would take, could he handle it?

He called Dr. Stanton to get his opinion on the situation

"Doctor I have been in this chair for almost ten years, do you really think it possible for me to walk again?" Charles asked frankly

"I may be overly optimistic here; Charles but there is a chance for you to return to what you were before you were injured. Weren't you telling me that in a way you wanted out of that chair?"

"That was years ago, I really don't know if it is plausible anymore"

"How about I get you in touch with Dr. Possible, see what she thinks about your particular case and see if the amount of time might be a factor in recovery" Stanton replied "I could sent her some information about your case and see if she agrees or disagrees with me"

Charles agreed to this idea and was soon told he would get a call from the Colorado neurosurgeon about the issue.

Hours passed and Bleu had returned to the office to check on Charles and spend some time with his favorite person.

Just as Bleu began to dose off the phone rang.

"Xavier Institute"

"May I speak to Charles Xavier?" a woman asked

"This is he, to whom am I speaking to?"

"This is Dr. Anne Possible; I was told you were expecting my call"

To Be Continued...