Author's Note: My first X-Men Evolution fic. I am hoping that my current obsession with goes away before I go back to college in the Fall. Anyway, first fic with this series. Please be kind. I watched it when I was younger, and am currently watching it again. I only just started season three. So if I got something wrong, either tell me or I'll edit as I see fit.

Disclaimer: I own nothing…kthxbai

Summary: An early morning conversation between Kitty and Logan.

Update!: I've decided to turn this into a series. I am currently stuck on The Test Case at the moment, so this is just to keep my brain alive. As for Happy Birthday Rogue! That is most definately on the back burner due to how cracky it is.

Kitty yawned loudly as she stared at her laptop screen. She was currently sitting in the kitchen, very early one July morning between her freshman and sophomore year of college. She was taking a Western Civilization class over the summer, but her real excuse for staying up had to do with Lance. Miraculously enough, the military was willing to allow mutants in due to recent petitions (however, the one condition was that they were to be in noncombat positions so the temptation to use their powers would lessen). As a member of S.H.E.I.L.D, Lance was naturally one of the handful of mutants recruited as a test case. He had enlisted during her freshman year of college, and was to be deployed later that month, to Guam of all places, with the Air Force. She was currently experimenting, seeing if she could deal with staying up all night and being awake for all of the next day so she could get away with talking with him at night. She had a chip halfway in her mouth when she heard an all too familiar voice.

"Half-Pint." Logan greeted. She sighed, feeling like she was in high school again. Logan was dressed in his uniform, minus the mask, a cup of Pre-Danger Room coffee pressed to his lips. Kitty smiled ruefully at the older man. Usually, the X-Men of her generation and afterward made it a special point to not be awake before five in the morning. This was the first time in the little over five years she had been at the Institute that she had willing been awake before five. The coffee explained everything. She hid her smirk. "Joining us for a Danger Room session?" he asked. Kitty detected the Logan-esque teasing in his voice.

"Nope. Studying." She told him. " 'Sides. The Professor told me that as long as I'm still doing classes, online or no, my Danger Room sessions are cut in half." She told him smirking. Logan growled into his coffee. That was a rule Professor Xavier had set out once some of the students had started slowly going to college. (Even the ones that settled for going to Bayville Community College, such as Kurt and Evan). His reasoning was that while training was good, a college workload was different from a high school workload. Especially with some of the degrees the older mutants were trying to get. They still did work in the danger room, generally on weekends though, and Logan made it a special point to make those sessions last as long as possible.

"See that English degree is workin' out for ya." Logan said dryly, noting the significant lack of 'like's or 'totally's that found their way into Kitty's speech. Kitty smiled sweetly. " 'S been good to have ya this summer Half-Pint." He added. Kitty nodded in agreement. She had spent the summer before her freshman year of college back in Chicago, mainly to catch up with relatives and to spend awhile with her parents before she went to college. For all intensive purposes however, with the exception of holiday breaks, she spent most free weekends and breaks she had at the Institute.

"Good to be back." She told him as she looked at her computer, making it a special point to make sure that her current paper for her class was up, rather then Facebook…just in case. Logan had caught her with incriminating pictures of a certain Earthquake maker before, but that's a tale for another time (in her defense though, she had been over the age of consent, and so had he). Speaking of, she could feel his eyes on her screen.

"He can't really be on right now can he…?" Logan growled in annoyance. Kitty smiled sweetly, knowing whom Logan was thinking of.

"He's still asleep. Its four there. He doesn't work 'till six I think…" Kitty said thoughtfully. Lance always pulled crazy hours. There had been one point she had texted him in the middle of the night and he had texted her saying he was just going into work. Ahh, the joys of dating the military.

"Well, hope he's not doin' anything stupid." Logan muttered. Kitty smirked. Even though the Brotherhood had started working for S.H.E.I.L.D, good old Logan was still wary of the Brotherhood.

"He said there were a few times back when he did Basic when he wanted to." Kitty told Logan. "He didn't though."

"Good." Logan said curtly. "Anyway. Nice chattin' Half-Pint. Gotta go." He told her. Kitty looked at the time and smirked. Danger Room time, and she thanked her lucky stars that she didn't have to go down there, at least for now.

"Have fun." She told him as she started back on her paper.

"Always do." Logan told her, smirking.

Author's Note: That came out a little forced, but I liked it. I did really well with the detail and I usually don't do that well with details. I'm more of a dialogue type of girl. Logan seems a smidge out of character, but as a whole, this was supposed to be a funny fic. I might just do something with the Lance being in the military idea, but that'll be after I finish off the X-Men Evolution series. Anyway, comments are appreciated. Especially since this is my first fic for X-Men Evolution. :)