Femme Fatale

Summary: After X1 through whenever. Kris is the younger sister of Iceman. She comes to the Institute after learning of her mutant abilities and getting into a huge amount of trouble. There she meets Pyro, things really get interesting.

Disclaimer: I own nothing... But I sure wish I did!

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Black Amber- Thank you so much! I'm glad that you love Kris and think that she's awesome. I tried to make her as realistic as possible. I don't have any brother's, just a sister, so I wanted more then anything to make her interaction with Bobby as real as possible. As for lighthearted, some parts will be, others won't. I can't say for sure whether, collectively, it will be lighthearted, but I hope you continue to like it even if it isn't.

Many, many thanks to icydragon14 and Blue Phoenix 217!

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A young boy, only about 10 years old or so, sat on a stiff-backed chair and rocked back and forth. He held his knees to his chest, attempting to keep out the cold of the large, white hospital room that he was sitting in. Through the hair hanging in his face, he stared at one of the beds. His face was tear streaked, but he didn't bother to wipe the new tears away. The boy's glazed over eyes watched the bed, hoping and praying for the smallest movement.

Doctors and nurses walked in and out, showering the boy with looks of pity that he didn't want nor need, "John?" One of the doctors, a younger woman with brown hair and brown eyes, asked.

"What?" John asked back as he sniffled.

The doctor, Dr. Hayes, smiled, "I have some good news for you." John perked up, "Your mother is going to be fine. She's out of surgery and resting at the moment, but if you want to see her then you should be able to in a few hours."

John gulped, "What about the baby?" He asked, boring holes into Dr. Hayes with his eyes, "Is it okay?"

"Yes, she is."

"She?" John asked, "It's a girl?" Dr. Hayes nodded with a smile on her face, "Can I see her? I want to see her!"

Dr. Hayes sighed, "Not now, John." John, upon hearing this, went frantic. He tried to run away from her and bit whomever tried to keep him down, "John, John! Calm down, please." John shook his head, how could they tell him to calm down? His mother had taken a huge blow in the car crash that only he had walked away from unscathed, he wasn't allowed to see his newborn baby sister, and the only man who had ever been a father to him was lying in the hospital bed after being both shot and in the massive car crash that had almost claimed his mother. The car crash had actually been caused by him getting shot in the shoulder and losing control over the car; needless to say, he was the worst off.

"John..." A weak voice whispered.

John immediately stopped everything and looked at the bed, "Evan?" He walked up to the bed, hoping to hear Evan speak again, "Evan? Evan?" John thought for a moment, "Dad?"

A strained laugh hit John's ears, "Dad?" He asked, "You have no idea how long I've wanted you to call me that." John laughed as tears began falling down his face again, "Now... what was all that commotion about?"

"They won't let me see the baby." John replied, "They say that she's okay, but that I can't see her. I really want to."

"Her?" Evan asked. John nodded and a smile graced Evan's lips, "My girl. I have a little girl. Just what I wanted." John nodded, "I didn't need a boy. I have the best son I could have asked for." Evan raised his hand and placed it on John's back. Tears flooded down John's face; he didn't deserve for Evan to call him 'the best son'.

"No I'm not." John said through his tears.

Evan nodded, "Yes, John, you are. You're all I could have asked for in a son." John swallowed hard, "I love you, son."

"I love you, too, dad." John replied as he leaned over and hugged Evan as best he could.

"What about your mother?" Evan asked with worry in his voice. John looked into Evan's eyes, "Is she okay?"

"She's fine, Mr. Palmer." Dr. Hayes said quickly, "Your fiancée has several broken bones, she was jarred around quite a bit, and there was slight internal bleeding, but everything was fixable and she is resting at the moment."

Evan sighed, "Thank God." He mumbled, "Were you hurt John?" John shook his head no. Evan breathed deeply, heavily relieved. Looking at the ceiling, Evan mumbled to himself, "John's fine, the baby is fine, Roxanne is fine..." A coughing fit took him over, effectively cutting him over.

"Dad?" John asked, clearly worried, "Dad? Are you okay?"

After the coughing subsided, Evan cleared his throat and took several deep breaths to calm himself down, "I'm fine." He said, "Fine..." John furrowed his eyebrows, not really believing Evan's claims, but not about to call him a liar, "What should we call the baby?"

"Mom wanted you to pick." John replied.

Evan turned his head, "Really?" He asked causing John to nod, "I thought she was joking." John shook his head no, "I wonder... I always have loved 'Cadence'."

"Then that's it." John replied, "She's Cadence."

"You and your mother can pick out her middle name, if you want." Evan said, holding on to John's arm. John smiled and nodded, but he stopped smiling when Evan's grip became exceptionally tight. Gurgling reached John's ears and a loud and long beep emitted from the machine that Evan was hooked up to.

"Dad?"

"He coding!" Someone shouted as John was pulled out of the way. The frantic doctors moved as fast as they could, bringing machines into the room. John was pulled out of the room and he began kicking. He didn't care who he had to kick, he needed to get back to Evan.

In her room in the Institute, Kris sat up, breathing heavily, "Holy shit." She mumbled, wondering where a dream like that had come from.

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Kris had been unable to get back to sleep after her dream. She couldn't think of sleeping, or anything else other then what she had seen in her dream, the rest of the night. That boy, his name was John. He hadn't looked much like the John that she knew, but it was possible that it was him, wasn't it?

All she could do was ask him. For the past several hours, she had been looking for him, but he seemed to have disappeared. She had asked what seemed like every student in the Institute if they had seen him and they all said that they hadn't, and it was the same for the teachers. After a while, Kris found her search was going nowhere, so she found a spot under a tree on the grounds and sat down, "This is even worse then trying to find Bobby and Ronnie after they broke grandma's Italian vase."

"They did what?" A voice asked, causing Kris to look around. She smiled as she looked up in the tree and saw John. He jumped down, "And you know that talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity, don't you?"

Kris chuckled, "They broke our grandmother's favorite vase that she got on a trip to Italy and yes, I know that rather well. I'm not really all that fussed about it because I know that I passed the first sign a long time ago." John chuckled, "And I've been looking for you. You are intensely hard to find when you want to be."

"Really?"

Kris nodded, "Yeah. Kind of... In the big way."

John chuckled again, "And why, do tell, were you looking for me?"

Sighing, Kris thought of how to ask, "I... Well... Um..." John raised his eyebrows, "This is going to sound really weird, but do you happen to remember having a dream last night?"

"I might have had a dream." John replied, "Why? Do you want to know if it was about you?" He raised his eyebrows suggestively for a few seconds and caused Kris to scoff, "What?"

"You are a total pig sometimes, you know." Kris replied.

"I don't like to think so."

Kris shook her head, "Whatever." She said, "No I was not wondering if I was any part of it. Actually, I was wondering if it had anything to do with a guy named Evan in a hospital." John's eyes widened and Kris could hear his breath catching in his throat, "It did, didn't it?"

John took a couple of shuttering breaths, "Kris... How in hell did you know about Evan? Better yet, how did you know that I had that dream last night?"

"I had the same dream." Kris said, John's face slapped with a disbelieving expression.

"You mean you got into my head." John replied, clearly pissed off, "Kris, that's an invasion of privacy and that event, in particular, is none of anyone's business." Kris gaped, she had never seen John this angry, "How did you think that you..."

Kris, after being so shocked that she couldn't speak, finally found herself able to speak in her own defense, "John, I swear, if I did get into your head then it was a complete accident. I can't really control what I can do yet and I'm sorry. I really didn't..."

"Even if you didn't Kris..." John said, "You know what... Just forget altogether about anything that you saw and we'll be good." With that, John walked off as fast as he could.

Kris found herself unable to move, "John!" She called as she watched his retreating back, "John!" He didn't stop or look back, causing Kris to wonder. She didn't want to push him, but she wanted to know why he had become so angry. What had happened to cause Evan to flat line? Did he even make it? What about the little sister or mother that were mentioned? "All of these questions are going to make him hate you for the rest of your life, Kris."

"You talk to yourself?" A voice asked.

"Hi Alex." Kris replied, not even having to look back to see who was talking to her, "Are you leaving? I saw you packing a couple of hours ago." She turned to look at him when he said this, "Lorna's not with you?"

"No." Alex replied, "She's been kidnapped by Jeanie and Rory, that's Dr. Grey and Ms. Munroe to you. They want to get any and all information on our relationship that they can before we leave."

Kris chuckled, "Of course they do, they're women. It's encoded in our DNA or something. We have to know what's what about everything."

"Yeah, I've kind of noticed." Alex replied, "We're heading back home so I guess this is goodbye."

Kris nodded, "For now, at least." She said, "I fully expect both of you to come back and visit." Alex tried to protest, "Alex, you and Lorna helped me and brought me to the one place that could tell me that I wasn't going crazy." Alex raised his eyebrows. Kris sighed, of course he wouldn't have known about her symptoms, "When I was first getting my power, I got these really bad headaches and I thought I was hearing voices. My parents took me to about 20 million doctors, but none of them found anything wrong and most of them thought that I was either crazy or looking for attention."

"Really?" Alex asked.

"Yeah." Kris replied, "I was even starting to believe them."

Alex sighed, "You know, we're in the same boat." Kris crossed her arms across her chest, "When I was young, I had horrible cramps in my arms. No doctor found anything and my foster parents and I were getting desperate. Then, what do you know, Professor X showed up."

"We're more alike then Cyclopes... I mean, Mr. Summers, thought."

For a moment, Alex looked like his head was going to pop. His face turned red as his stared to laugh, "Mr. Summers makes him sound so old. I love it!" Kris laughed but Alex moved on quickly, "He thinks we're alike?"

"Yeah." Kris replied, "He thought it the first day that I was here. I accidentally let it slip into my head."

"Accidentally?"

"I'm working on it!" Kris exclaimed.

Nodding, Alex replied, "I know you are. It's going to be a lot of work, but sooner or later, you'll get it."

"Hopefully sooner." Kris replied, "Then maybe I won't screw up any more friendships that I might have had." Sighing, Kris sat back down against the tree that she had been sitting down next to before.

Alex gave her a look of confusion before he managed to say, "Beg pardon?"

Sighing deeply, Kris replied, "I accidentally got into a friend's dream and I asked him about it. Apparently it was really, really personal because he got pissed and walked off. Then you heard me talking to myself because I'm an idiot. I never should have brought it up. I should have just let what I saw go."

"You were curious." Alex said, "It's human nature."

Kris chuckled, "Human nature? Alex, you might not have noticed, but I'm not human. None of us here are."

"Mutants are still human, just a little different." Alex insisted.

"If you say so."

Alex nodded, "I do." Kris sighed, but she managed a small smirk, "There is that smile I was looking for. How about you go try to talk to this guy again, apologize your little ass off, and hope that he understands that it was an accident. And, even if he doesn't, don't worry about it. It's his loss, not yours."

"Thanks, Alex." Kris replied as she pushed her hair back behind her ears. Without thinking, Kris gave Alex a hug. He obviously was surprised and taken aback by her actions, but he returned the hug nonetheless.

When she released him, Alex asked, "What was that for?"

"I don't know." Kris replied, "Just another thank you." Alex nodded, "But I swear, if you don't come back and visit sometimes, I'm going to beat you into the ground." Alex raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "What? I may not look like it, but I can back myself up."

"Really?" Alex asked, "But you're so little."

"I have a fast metabolism!" Kris exclaimed, "I can't help it. I'm trying to gain weight."

Alex stood there for a second, "Now that is a sentence I never thought I would hear a girl your age say." Kris chuckled. It was true, most girls her age were obsessing over loosing weight. She, on the other hand, had to pack it on as much as possible or people would think that she was anorexic or something, "You'd better find that person that you want to apologize to."

Kris nodded, "Yeah." She said, "So, I'll see you when you come back to visit?" She had her eyebrows raised and he knew that there was no way that he was getting out of this.

"Absolutely." He replied.

Kris smiled, "Bye."

"Bye, Kris." He said. She ran off and Alex thought about his predicament, "First Lorna, then Kris?" He asked himself, "Jeez, only for a girl would you risk seeing Scott."

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John sat in the window of the bed room that he shared with Bobby. He hadn't meant to go off on Kris but the topic that she had brought up was exceptionally personal. No one knew about it. Not Bobby, Rogue, or even the Professor knew about that. Actually, no one knew anything about his past.

A knock came on the door and John looked back in the room, "Who is it?" He asked.

After a couple minutes of silence a voice finally said, "It's Kris... Can I come in?" John sighed. He didn't want to have to explain everything... But, then again, he did want to apologize for going off, "Please?"

"It's open." John said as he stepped back into his room. Kris entered and John couldn't help but notice that she seemed scared stiff, "What can I do for you?" He asked as he leaned against a wall, praying that he could just become a part of it.

"I wanted to apologize." Kris replied, "But I also want you to know that I didn't mean to get into your head. I'm really working hard on getting this all under control."

Sighing, John nodded, "I know. Trust me, when I found out what I could do I was a little freaked. But I thought that it was the coolest thing in the world and I wanted to do it whenever I could." Kris chuckled, "Trust me, you'll get it. As for the apology, it's really not necessary. I should be apologizing for going off like I did."

"No." Kris replied, "Whatever it was, it was personal. You had every right to be angry. I just wish that you would have listened to my explanation earlier." Kris walked up to John and sighed, "I don't mean to get into any of your business, but if you want to talk to someone about anything, then I'm here."

Sighing, John said, "Thanks."

"Your welcome." Kris replied. After several minutes of slightly uncomfortable silence, Kris finally managed to say, "That's all I wanted, so..."

John nodded, "Yeah." He said, hoping that he didn't sound to eager for her to go, "I guess I'll..."

"See you around." Kris finished.

"Right." John said, nodding. Kris smiled and turned to walk away. John couldn't help but stare at her as she exited the room, "Kris?" He called. Kris turned back into the room and John wondered why he had called her back. He hadn't intended to but the look on Kris' face was that of someone expecting something. Not really knowing what else to do, he walked up and said, "Thanks again."

Kris smiled, showing off her bright white new teeth. John didn't think that he had ever seen a more interesting or beautiful smile, "No problem." At that moment, John realized how close he had actually gotten to Kris. They weren't even six inches apart and, when he noticed this, his instincts took over. As quick as a flash, John leaned over the short distance and planted a kiss right on Kris' lips. She jumped slightly, not expecting a kiss.

A fact very that was very unknown by her brothers, parents, and practically everybody was that Kris had indeed kissed and been kissed in the past. However, John by far one of the best. He wasn't timid like one of the people that she had kissed, but he didn't try to swallow her head whole like another. John, finally realizing what was going on, pulled back, "I..."

"I should go." Kris said as she backed out of the room and walked away. John rolled his eyes and himself and banged his head on the wall. That could have gone better... But he had to admit, she was good.