A/N: Finally, chapter 2! Ok people this takes place 3 days later!
Story Start:
Xavier's School for gifted youngsters 12:13 pm
3rd person:
It was past midnight at the school, so all was silent…that is all was silent EXCEPT for the third floor.
"Dean you're stepping on my SHOE!"
"Shut the hell up Sam! We'll get caught!" GruntPush
"OW, You fucking giant!"
SMACK"NO FUCKING CURSING!!"CRASH
And then there was silence.
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Earlier--
On a highway just outside of New York, a 67' Chevy Impala roared down the road, with the two Winchester brothers inside.
"So let me get this straight", Sam said turning to his brother, "This guy, you haven't seen in 2 years, calls us in the middle of the night, vaguely tells us he is having trouble, and we have to shag ass at three in the morning to head to Westchester, New York?"
"Yeah. Oh, wait, I mean, OHHH I'm sorry you didn't get enough sleep little SAMMY, shall I gently rest your head on my shoulder and sing you to sleep?" Dean replied snarkily.
"Dude, that's not what I'm saying. I just wanna know WHY we have to do this?" Sam replied back, with a heated glare.
"Because I'm the older brother and I say so" Dean shot back as they pulled into the woods about 3 minutes from the "Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters"
Quickly parking the car in the woods, the Winchester brothers got out of the Metallicar, and went to the trunk.
"So, we thinking this is a poltergeist?" Sam mumbled, grabbing a shotgun filled with rock salt.
"I'm pretty sure it is, but for now we should just check out the perimeter, and later tonight the interior." Dean said, also grabbing a shotgun.
Then they both slammed the trunk, and went to check out the area.
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Meanwhile, at the Institute--
Eyebrows furrowing, Xavier felt the presence of two young men at the school.
Quickly, he scanned the mind of the older man, and when he felt nothing threatening, he tried to check out the younger one….
Only to find, to his shock, that he could not even breach his foremind.
"Interesting," Xavier mumbled, before he quickly put the men to the back of his mind, so that he could focus on giving his lesson.
Marie had tried to keep her self-busy all day. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, the thing that Rogue said stuck in her mind "That thing inside you.."
"What thing?" Marie mumbled to herself, walking into the kitchen to get something to eat. She was surprised she was hungry at all, she had been puking all morning, and despite being worried for her, Logan had Gym to teach.
However, after puking for a while, she had suddenly felt better, and decided to get something to eat.
Marie was so distracted by her thoughts that she didn't notice the red haired woman sipping coffee.
Gasping in surprise, Marie clutched at her chest, and glared somewhat evilly at the laughing red head.
"Damn it Jean! You scared the living shit outta' me!" Marie rasped.
Jean just laughed harder, almost snorting the coffee she was drinking.
Finally calming down, Jean smiled at Marie, and she went to say a something to her-that is until she noticed Marie looking rather green and grasping at her stomach.
"Oh shit" Jean gasped, quickly grabbing the trashcan and setting it in the woman's hands. Quickly moving into doctor mode, Jean gently sat Marie down and rubbed her back soothingly, carefully keeping her hair out of the line of vomit.
As soon as Marie stopped retching, Jean gently laid her hand against the sick woman's forehead.
"You don't have a temperature.." Jean mumbled. Sighing to herself, she looked at the sickly woman next to her.
"Come on Marie, I think right now's a good time for your next check-up".
Marie could only mutely and follow the medic down to the mini-hospital in the basement level of the school.
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Marie couldn't believe it.
She had spent all night trying to wrap her mind around it.
Sighing to herself, Marie rolled over and smiled at her husband's sleeping face.
"God, I love you so much" She whispered almost inaudibly. "But how am I going to tell you-"
Marie suddenly sat up, tilting her head to the side as if to hear better. Brow furrowed, Marie slowly got out of bed, her floor length, white, nightgown swishing gently across her feet.
Slowly creeping into the hallway, Marie listened intently to the bickering going along in the hallway. She would have laughed….If they weren't intruding in HER home.
Growling, she ran out into the hallway, to face the intruders.
However, as she went to yell at the two men, she drew back and gasped out a breathy "Dad?".
She didn't hear the resounding "Mom" gasped through the hallway before she passed out in shock.