This is a work of fiction:

All characters seen in the story are either purely fan-made or from the X man's movies/ Marvel comics.
I only own my own OC characters. Thanks again to my Beta: lizzieBdarcy! You're the best!

Not the best chapter I've written so far, next chapter will be better. Things are going to pick up now, and a lot of things will be explained in the next few chapters!

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I've been wrong on more occasions
than I'd like to recognize
but there's room in our vocation
if we read between the lines


Chapter 7: The foundation


It had surprised her how easy and quickly the introductions were made. They were all so young, so genuine, and so enthusiastic. Katie was getting overwhelmed with all the people around her; it was hard to remember everyone's name. They were all nice and friendly towards her.

But still, it wasn't what she'd expected or was used to.

She'd been alone for a very long time and she wasn't used to being around so many people that wanted to talk to her. She listened half-heartedly to all of the excited chatter, just managing coherent replies when they spoke to her or asked questions.

However, Raven hadn't left her side and when the group had moved back to sitting area, she'd taken Katie by the wrist and led her around the room.

"So, kitchen is there" she waved her hand, "Everything you need is in there " Releasing Katie she stretched her upper half over the counter."And if you need anything else just ask for it, the agents will get it for you."

"Thanks Raven" she said, letting her eyes roam over the room.

The boy that had introduced himself as Sean was standing in front of a dresser placed against the wall. Atop it was an old record player. The red haired kid was looking through some LP's that were lying next to it. He looked over his shoulder to the blonde sitting on the couch.

"Alex" He called, "Rock or soul?" he held up two records and Alex pointed to the rock record without a second thought. "Rock of course" he scoffed, as if playing the soul album wasn't even an option.

Raven shook her head."Ah man, not rock again" she grinned at Katie, "if you let those two choose the music you'll be head banging for the rest of the day."

Sean pouted and waved the rock record towards Raven. "You just can't handle my good taste."

"Good taste?" Raven rolled her eyes, "I've seen you eat Sean, you don't have taste."

The group laughed and Sean laughed with them, even though the sound that came from his lips was strangled. Katie looked at the group with a soft smile, even though the group hadn't been together for long it they acted like friends. Like family.

Katie slipped around Raven into the small open kitchen. " Do you have tea?, I really could use a hot cup." Raven nodded and opened a cabinet to get out the kettle and a canister full of tea bags. "Here you go" she placed them on the kitchen counter, "need anything else?"

"No thank you" Picking up the kettle, she headed over to the sink to fill it with water. Their new guest thus occupied, Raven returned to the group on the couch, dropping down next to Alex and joining in their conversation.

Katie listened to them talk and laugh while she placed the iron kettle on the stove; she turned on the gas and took a match from the box that was next to the gas stove. With a flick of her hand she stroked the match and lit up the burner. She turned and looked to the group that was in a heated discussion about music.

Smiling at their antics, she wondered what their mutations might be, it had yet to come up in conversation. Her eyes slowly roamed from the group to the huge window behind them, the garden was dark, and a lone statue was standing in the middle of it. She was pulled from her thoughts when the kettle began to whistle, slipping her hand into the long sleeve of the sweater to pick it up she poured herself a cup and took a seat at one of the three bar stools against the kitchen counter.

Wrapping her hands around the mug she took in a deep breath and let the fragrant steam ease the last of the tension in her body. Chin propped up in her hand, she watched the friends chat while soft tunes of a slow rock song came from the record. Recognising it, she softly started humming along. Content to be an observer, she snagged a spoon and dunked it in her cup, absentmindedly stirring it around. Mesmerized by the swirling liquid,she went to take a sip but was startled out of her reverie by Raven's excited shout

"We should have code names! We're government agents now; we should have secret code names. I want to be called Mystique!" Raven announced proudly.

Sean's eyes went wide and he shook his head, a sarcastic grin crossing over his lips. "Damn, I wanted to be called Mystique!" The group laughed and Raven skin shivered before she turned into Sean, and moved her head from side to side like a snake.

Katie grinned.

"Well tough. I called it and I'm way more mystique than you." 'Sean' voice little more than a womanly purr.

Katie snickered and returned to her tea.

When she looked up again, she saw the man called Darwin had stuck his head in the aquarium that was on the dresser next to the record. Gills formed in his neck and she raised one of her eyebrows, impressed. Darwin pulled back and wiped a hand over his wet face, he shook his head, making little droplets fly

"What about you?" He pointed in Sean's direction; Sean leaned forward in his chair and clasped his hands in front of him.

"I'm going to be…." he stopped for a few seconds and Katie could almost see the wheels turning in his head. "Banshee!" he suddenly called out The young man with glasses raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Why do you want to be named after a wailing spirit?"

Sean got up from the chair, a cocky grin on his lips.

"You might want to cover your ears."

A bit unsure for a moment, they all exchanged glances doing as he suggested. Katie looked at each one of them before she followed their example, releasing the warm cup and covering her own ears.

After making certain that everyone had their ears plugged, he took in a deep breath, filling his lungs with air. He held his breath a second longer, then sent a high pitched whistle forward that completely shattered the window.

Katie shot up from her bar stool, mouth dropping and her expression mirroring everyone else's. Remnants of glass were still hanging in the frames of the window, they floated down like drifting snow, dusting the ground as she moved forward to get a closer look. Still stunned and highly impressed, she sank into the chair Sean had vacated.

Smiling brightly as everyone laughed and clapped, Sean raised his hand and pointed a finger at Angel.

"Your turn."

Perching on the arm of Katie's new seat, he threw a wink in her direction and smirked. Katie just shook her head smiling up at him and shaking her head not believing the nerve of the kid.

Angel stood up, every bit as confident as her companion's before her. "My stage name" she explained, slipping out of the leather jacket she wore and dropping it on the chair, "Is angel, and it kind of fits."

Sean whistled as he saw the leather jacket drop, and Katie found herself rolling eyes at his reaction. Angel paid no heed to him but continued, turning around to show off four butterfly wings that appeared on her back. As they emerged from her skin, she flapped them around and Raven moved forward on the couch. "You can fly!" she gasped.

Angel looked over her shoulder and grinned. "And, uh.." she turned and looked outside; to the statue in the middle of the garden. Still fluttering in the air, she tossed her head and spit. A ball of acid flew through the air and hit the head of the statue in the courtyard,smoke wafting off the top.

She sat down on the couch next to Darwin,smiling at everyone's cheers.

"So" Angel looked at Katie, "What about you?"

Katie looked away briefly, shifting as she noticed that she was now the center of attention.

"Well.." She started, "I can't really show you my ability, cause someone needs to get injured or I have to injure myself. " The group's curiosity contorted into one of confusion and Hank pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose.

"So you...?"

"I heal" she finished for him with a smile. "I heal small wounds and I can transfer bigger injuries to my own body."

For a moment nobody said anything,though Hank's eyes were full of curiosity behind his glasses.

"So" Raven clapped her hands together, "who wants to be hurt?" The group gave a collective shake of their head and Sean held up his hand in defense. "No thank you, we'll take your word for it."

Katie laughed along with the others, she stood up from her chair and headed back to grab her tea. She turned back towards her seat, rolling her eyes at Sean who'd immediately slid into her chair and was now grinning proudly in her pilfered seat. With a shake of her head she walked back to the cup of tea that was still on the counter and took the now cold cup in her hands.

"Now, what's your gift, what can you do?" Darwin asked as he raised a finger, pointing it at Alex.

"Uh, it's-well. I just can't do it in here..." The blonde youth bashfully said, trying to dismiss having to show his skills.

Katie took a sip from the cold tea while she listened to everyone cheering and saying words of encouragement. Finally with a groan Alex stood up and walked over to the shattered window. "That's the spirit " Darwin encouraged,standing to follow group trailed behind but Alex raised a hand to stop them

" Get down when I tell you" he ordered.

Katie remained leaning against the counter, placing the now empty cup next to her. She crossed her arms, eyes on Alex just like everyone else as he walked out of the living room through the window.

Alex cracked his neck, taking in a deep breath and standing tall as he readied himself for whatever he was about to do. His nerves turned to annoyance as the little group peered around the corner of the building.

"Get back!" He waved his hand, huffing in irritation when that worked for only a few seconds before they were right back where they started. "Whatever" he gathered his arms to his chest and a red light started to burn beneath his hands. Swiveling his hips a quick, yet very powerful burst of red shot forward slicing right through the statue. The upper half fell down to the ground.

As stunned as the others, Katie kept staring at Alex. the group clapped and cheered but she could see the young man was troubled. He stuffed his hands in his pocket and smiled shyly at the others. Her mind was conflicted. On the one hand, these men and women were truly amazing. But on the other. people this young, having so much power. It just seemed wrong that a young boy could harness a power that could easily kill dozens of people with barely any effort.

Encouraged by the other's high spirits, Sean walked to the record player on the dresser and turned the volume up. "Let's have some fun! This place is so boring." He started to sway his hips from side to side with the beat of the music.

Katie sighed as she looked over them, and a sudden burst of tiredness made her yawn. So much for having fun. Maybe she really was the grandma here. Snickering at the idea,she brushed her hair over one shoulder.

"Sorry to call the party short, but I'm too tired" she yawned bringing her hand up to cover it, "I'm going to bed." Sean groaned, quickly making his way over and wiggling his eyebrows

" Ah come on, I wanted at least one dance."

Gaze strict, she folded her arms."Behave Sean" she warned. Sean rolled his eyes, taking it in stride and moving right on to Alex while Katie turned on the others. "That goes for you guys too. Don't make a mess of the room and I'll see you all in the morning."

Raven waved at her before she stepped on top of the table. "Good night!"

She shook her head before she turned herself around and walked to the doors to the left that leaded to their bedrooms. She headed through the empty corridor and stopped when she reached the door to her bedroom. For a moment she remained standing perfectly still, lost in thought, she closed her eyes.

Only a day ago, life had been so simple, but everything had changed now. Less than 24 hours ago, she'd been working in the diner with John and Martha, and now she was in a CIA facility with people that were called Mutants. She suddenly stopped breathing, and her eyes snapped open in shock.

Fuck!

She had forgotten all about Martha and John! Both of her hands went to her cheeks as she started cursing inside of her head.

She was supposed to call them!

She bit her fist trying to think of something. She knew Martha would probably freak out once she found the note. Charles had told her she could call them as soon as they landed, but with everything that had happened, she'd totally forgotten about it.

She dropped both hands and looked around the corridor; it was still early she could give them a call- she just had to find a phone. She didn't recall seeing a phone in the living room; She started walking and she stopped when she walked past the door that lead back to the main building of the CIA, slowly she turned her head to look at it.

Maybe one of the agents knew where to find a phone? The wheels in her mind were spinning as she recalled the reaction of Agent Ackerman to her and the way the two guards at the door responded to her presence. The two men assigned to guarding the door to their living quarters were even carrying weapons. It did seem weird to her, why did the CIA think they needed protection? Or was it the other way around, were they heavily guarded because the CIA believed they needed protection against the mutants?

A few hours ago she might not have believed that to be the case. But the reaction of the agent that had brought her to the agency together with Charles and Erik had left a deep impact on her, she couldn't shake it off. For the first time in her life, someone truly hated her, for no reason other than her DNA. It was concerning, and hurtful. But she really had to find a phone to settle her own concerns, or else sleep would not find her for sure.

With another shake of her head and a deep breath, she opened the door and walked through the hallway leading to the metal door that separated them from the CIA building. Nerves building as she approached, she repeated her plan over and over.

Just knock on the door, ask for a phone, make the call, and go back to your room.

She stopped in front of the door, wanting to knock and unable to force herself into doing so. Fist still in midair, she startled back when a buzzing sound suddenly echoed through the hallway. She directed her eyes to the ceiling and saw a camera, the camera moved and rested on her.

"State your business" a voice spoke, the static making the words crack.

"Uh.." she hugged herself,rubbing her hands up and down. "I'm looking for a phone" she said nervously. "I just want to make a phone call."

The hallway fell silent and she stared at the camera for what seemed like ages before it turned away from her focussing back on the hallway. The locks on the metal door clicked and the door slowly opened.

A young guard with bright blue eyes was the only one in the open room and he smiled at her, inclining his head. "Good evening miss."

She nodded, smiling back at him a bit uncertainly as she made her way in. He pressed a few digits on the door and it shut down behind her. She turned to her side looking over the guard slowly. He was younger, probably around her age; he was not one of the guards that had been stationed at the door earlier that morning.

He noticed the once over she gave him and his smile turned smug. "You're new" he stated as he stepped closer to her.

She nodded slowly, biting her lip. "Yeah, I just arrived this afternoon."

"So you're one of them"

Katie nodded.

The smile vanished and he stood up straighter, pointing to a door behind her. "There's a phone in the office behind you."

The subtle shift in his behaviour made her hands turn into fists and a shiver run down her spine. She looked over her shoulder at the door the guard was pointing at and she softly thanked him under her breath. Without glancing back at him she walked straight into what seemed to be an office and closed the door, resting her hands on it.

This was the third time in less than 24 hours that she saw someone's attitude change because of her mutation. She pushed herself away from the door and turned around; she didn't know if she liked people looking at her like they were afraid.

The office was small with only a desk, metal filing cabinet and phone. There were some shelves that contained books but nothing more. Spotting the phone on the desk she walked around the desk and took a seat in the chair behind it. She hadn't expected that he would let her have a phone call, but she was glad he did. She already felt like a prisoner with so many guards walking around the compound, the bit of privacy was welcome.

She drew a deep breath as she dialed the familiar number, sitting back in the chair as she finished pressing in the numbers and crossed her legs.

One ring, two rings, three rings...

And then she heard a click as someone picked up the phone on the other side.

"Hello?" It was John, and for a moment she was so glad to hear his voice that she couldn't help but bite her lip to hide her smile

"John" she whispered,swallowing back emotion.

The line fell silent for a moment before she heard her former boss chuckle. "Katherine Burrows" he murmured. "Well well so you're alive!"

Katie rolled her eyes, pressing the phone into her ear."You thought I was dead?" She asked and John's reply was instant.

"I got your note and I figured you'd turn up again someday. Martha on the other hand.." he clicked his tongue, "She's ready to go to the police to file a missing person's report."

Katie shook her head. " She almost did that the last time too didn't she?"

" Yes but that time you didn't leave a note so..." he fell silent and all she could hear was the slight hum of the phone line. "You're not coming back this time, are you?" His Irish accent made the words sound harder than they were probably intended.

Her eyes fell closed and she took in a deep breath through her nose. "I don't know John" she said truthfully. "I was given an opportunity, and I took it without thinking because I..."she stopped to breathe out and continued slowly "I hoped that it would give me answers."

A cure.

"But?"

"I'm starting to think I bit off more than I can chew "

There was the sudden shriek of a chair leg being dragged across the floor on the other side of the line, and she moved the phone away from her ear. John was groaning through the phone and she figured he had taken a chair and sat down. "Katie" his warm voice rumbled, "are you safe?"

"Yes, I'm safe."

"Can you leave and come home anytime you want to?"

" Yes I can."

"Good" She heard him cough, and she raised one eyebrow as she suddenly realized something. "John, are you smoking?"

The man fell silent and she could hear him exhaling. "I am child, and before ya start with your rant, I'm only smoking because you had me worried."

She snorted. "You're using my leaving as an excuse."

He laughed on the other end and she joined in. It didn't last long though, the laughter dying down as quickly as it had begun. John fell silent before she could hear him click his tongue again.

"Listen to me lass" he finally began. She nodded, forgetting he couldn't see her. " Ya can always come back to us whenever ye are in need" He took a drag on the cigarette,
" you know where we live." He sounded almost sad and a warm pain bloomed in her chest.

"Thank you John. I'll keep you up to date."

"That's all I ask, give me a call sometimes."

She nodded and blinked again as she felt her eyes get wet.

"I will...and Martha?"

"I'll handle the lass" John answered gruffly. A little teary eyed himself if she wasn't mistaken.

"She's asleep right now, I'll tell her ya called in the morning"

"Thanks John. For everything."

"You're welcome lass."

She looked towards the door, wondering how much longer they'd let her be.

"I've got to go John, sleep well tonight and I'll call you back as soon as I can."

"Sleep well Katie" John's comforting voice spoke through the line before she heard a click.

Slowly she placed the phone back on the horn, and she moved her head back to stare at the ceiling, blinking quickly to keep the tears at bay. Showing weakness in front of these guards was not an option.

She took in a deep calming breath and stood up; dragging the tip of her finger underneath her eyes to wipe away a few tears that had gathered in the corner she headed for the door. Opening it, she smiled brightly at the guard who was leaning against the wall.

"Thanks for the phone call " she closed the office door behind her and with three huge confident steps she was back in front of the metal door. "Ready to go back now." The guard tensed up as she went by and he pressed in the code without a word. The locks were turned and he pulled open the heavy metal door to let her pass.

Good night" she said bowing her head in gratitude before walking through into the hallway that lead to her new living arrangements. He didn't answer, and the doors shut without another word between them.


"We have Intel that Shaw will appear during the meeting with the Russian Defence Chief in Moscow." Moira spoke quickly as she strode through the wide hallway. Erik and Charles followed, looking at the woman as she kept talking. "McCone cleared my request to take along the new mutant division."

Erik and Charles had been waiting for ages to be let in with the others, but when Moira finally decided they'd been waiting for too long and knocked, it seemed the meeting was already over.

They had started and finished the meeting without them.

Not that Erik was surprised, it was clear that the CIA top did not wanted to share a room with either him or Charles. And now Moira had informed them that they were all leaving for Russia to fight against Shaw. They were deploying the division, they were going to use it as a weapon and Charles seemed to agree with Moira that it was a good idea to bring the kids along.

"Charles" Erik tried again, "This is a mistake. Neither of you have been face to face with the man, you don't know what Shaw is capable of. You can't send them out there. It'll be a massacre and all of this will have been for nothing."

Charles scoffed. "You are being paranoid. Nothing will happen. We'll just go there and arrest him."

Erik placed a hand on Charles's shoulder, stopping him from walking. "I'm telling you; those children are not ready to face Shaw!" Erik took a step away, he could practically see the wheels turning in the telepaths head.

Moira had stopped walking too. Noting the stubborn set of both mutants she left the men to their argument, heading for the soft grass of the garden to give them privacy.

"I think they're going to surprise you. They're an exceptional bunch of young people." Charles slowly said in return.

Erik placed both of his hands on his waist and bit the inside of his cheek as he watched Charles walk away. Those kids would get killed if they ever got even close to Shaw and he could only hope Xavier knew something he didn't.

Moira suddenly stopped in the middle of the garden as she looked at the spectacle in front of her. "What the hell?!" she exclaimed. Charles stopped next to her, his eyes widening as he took in the scene of destruction in front of him.

The statue in the yard had been split in half, smoke still billowing from the stone. The glass window was shattered and shards of glass were lying everywhere. Loud music was coming from the record player. Raven was on a table, swaying her hips from side to side to the beat of the music. Angel was flying next to her, beating her wings up and down on the same rhythm that Raven was dancing to. Both girls had huge smiles splashed across their faces. Alex was picking up a chair and out of nowhere hit Darwin directly across his back. Darwin's back was covered in a thick stone mass that protected him from each hit, a good thing since Sean was chucking glass at his chest. The dark skinned man was just slowly turning in circles as he let the boys hit him with every random object they could find.

Charles looked at the spectacle speechless and his mouth ran dry when he noticed that even Hank had joined in. Hank's shoes had been discarded and he was hanging upside down from the light fixture. Moving from the right and the left, he used one hand to keep the glasses on his face while he swayed with the girls.

"What is going on here?!" Moira demanded and the group stopped what they were doing immediately. Erik slowly walked over to Charles and Moira; he stopped next to his friend and looked over the group with a raised eyebrow. Charles was too shocked to even be annoyed by the gesture.

"Who destroyed the statue!?" Moira continued, her voice filled with anger.

Hank dropped down from the ceiling and he flipped mid air landing on his feet. The young people exchanged looks with each other, not really knowing what to say. "Alex did it." He pointed out, not wanting to get into trouble. Alex was ready with an angry comeback, but Raven quickly interrupted.

She stepped off the table and took a step towards the broken window frame. "No, Havok! We have to call him Havok. That's his name now." The grin on her face was huge and her cheeks were red with excitement. She raised her left arm and pointed at Charles"And we were thinking that you should be Professor X" she moved her finger to Erik," and you Magneto."

Everyone went silent and Charles continued looking at Raven in disbelief.

Erik scoffed softly, shifting his eyes to Charles. "Exceptional." He retorted sarcastically, throwing Charles's earlier words back at him. He shook his head, walking away from the mess the young mutants made. Moira looked back over her shoulder at Charles before following behind Erik.

Raven dropped her hand and her brow furrowed, openly confused. Charles stared at the others, then pointed at her. "I expect more from you." Words heavy with disappointment, he turned on his feel and followed after Erik and Moira.

Alex dropped the metal chair leg he'd still been holding. " Sooo.. do we have to clean this?"


Erik leaned against the wall next to the door that lead to the bedrooms; Moira had walked straight back to the CIA main office, probably to report back what Erik had been saying the entire time.

They weren't ready yet.

Charles slowly walked up to him, his hands stuffed in his pockets. Erik raised his arm and flicked his hand. The metal door opened slowly for them and together they quietly made their way through. Suddenly, Charles stopped in the middle of the corridor and turned to face the Erik "You were right, they aren't ready" he muttered and Erik raised his brow in amusement.

He leaned his right shoulder against the wall and crossed his arms. "Say that again Charles, I don't think I heard you."

"Erik" the telepath warned. Charles was not in the mood for jokes. "Those kids.. They'll be amazing. They just need training and then they'll be ready for whatever we throw at them."

"But right now?..." Erik prodded and Charles shook his head.

"For now, they will stay here."

The sound of a door opening behind Charles distracted both men and Erik looked over his head to see who was coming from the door that lead to the CIA building. Recognizing who it was, he pushed himself from the wall and straightened up. He immediately averted his eyes away from her form as she made her way over.

"Katherine?" he heard Charles ask. "Where are you coming from?"

She looked up when she heard her name, having been lost in thought she'd barely noticed Charles calling out to her.

"Oh" she stopped walking, "I didn't know you two were back." She cocked her head and gave them a half smile. Charles eyes roamed over her, his mind started to buzz and it was tempting to look in her mind to find out what she had been doing. But he saw her smile fade away the moment he thought about it and her eyes narrowed slightly, looking at him with a warning glare.

"I was just making a phone call, no need to read my mind over something as simple as a phone call" She informed him shortly. He smiled sheepishly in return.

Erik's head snapped back to her,suddenly interested.

"Who did you call?" he growled, she gazed up at him and they moment their eyes met he found it hard to keep looking at her.

Those damned eyes of hers.

"My boss, you know, the owner of the diner. Charles told me that I could call him once we had arrived. And I did."

"What did you tell him?" Erik voice softened, though the edge was still clearly in his voice.

"Nothing" she shrugged, "Just that I was okay. I didn't say anything about you or anything that might endanger you, so relax!" she mocked, which made Charles lips curve into a grin. The metal bender just glared.

The hallway fell silent for just a few seconds. Both Katie and Erik glared at each other and Charles thought he could almost cut the tension with a knife. Erik scoffed and breathed in heavily through his nose, eyeing Katie warily before averting his eyes.

"I'm going to bed" he announced. "We'll leave tomorrow morning Charles, don't sleep in." He walked past his friend and Katherine without stopping. Katie turned her head to follow him; she continued glaring at his retreating back until he opened the door of his own bedroom door and disappeared from sight. After she heard the lock click, she looked back at Charles. He studied the ground, seeming troubled.

"Everything alright?" She asked, stepping closer.

Charles shook his head and brought one hand to his neck, rubbing the tense muscle underneath the skin.

"No, not really. I'm going to have to pay for the mess again."

Katie blinked in confusion and Charles dropped his hand as he realized Katherine had no clue what he was talking about.

"You weren't there were you?"

" Where?" she asked and he shook his head, chuckling ruefully.

"Raven and the others destroyed the living room again"

"Again?"

"Yes, Again." he looked back at the door that lead to the garden and sighed. " I thought they were ready for a mission but it seems they aren't."

Katie smiled sympathetically, and she placed a gentle comforting hand on his shoulder. "They're just children Charles. Well, most of them. Don't expect things from them yet, they just got here. For the first time in their lives they're meeting people that are like them, of course they'll destroy things. I destroyed a lot of things when I was their age, and I wasn't even a mutant back then."

Charles met her eyes and he returned her smile with one of his own, for a small moment it seemed he was lost in thought before he nodded his head slowly.

"You're right " he admitted.

"Of course I am " she raised her head high and dropped her hand. "You should go to bed. And you heard Erik, don't sleep in! " She leaned in, cupping her hands around her mouth to whisper, "I'm sure he'll drag you out of bed if you do."

Charles bit his lip to keep from laughing and stepped around her, heading to his own room. "Thanks Katie, we'll probably be back in a day or so."

The young woman followed behind, clasping her hands together behind her back. Charles room was next to her own. He stopped in front of his own door and she walked the few steps extra to her own. She placed her hand on the doorknob and turned it, ready to finally go to bed. Before she took a step over the threshold, Charles called out to her one last time.

"Katherine, I know that..."he stopped standing in the doorway of his own room. He leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms; he looked down at his shoes a bit unsure. And after a few seconds of hesitation he opened his mouth again. "It's probably a lot to ask from you, but could you keep an eye on them?"

Katie smiled back."of course Charles, but I just got here. I don't know if I'm the right person to look after them."

Charles shook his head.

"No you are, trust me. I know you're the right person" he tapped a finger on his temple and she rolled her eyes in return .

"Again with the telepathy" she joked."Stop reading my mind Charles!"

Charles laughed.

She shook her head and nodded "Sure Charles don't worry about them."

"Thanks, Katherine" he granted her one last smile before he looked into his room.

"Well Good night" he bowed his head at her.

"Good night Charles."

Both mutants slipped into their own bedrooms, and finally silence settled in.


TBC

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