AUTHOR'S NOTE: None of the characters are mine... well, except the doctors, but they don't really have any character developement, so you can use them if you want. All other characters belong to Marvel and KidsWB and all those other fantastic people. I'm not in the best or most creative of moods right now, and this is NOT the best time of the month, so my A/N is very boring. Um... MAJOR angst warning. Rated PG13 for language and some sensitive subject matter. This story's sad, and it's my first finished chapter fic, and the first chapter fic I've ever worked on that doesn't star original characters. Aren't I great? Comments can be sent to gypsyj14@hotmail.com. I'm trying to get revenge on a friend right now, so PLEASE flame a LOT and send them to gypsygal14@yahoo.com. Thanx, enjoy the story, and tell me if it sucks too badly!/p

PART TWO

Heavenly White

"C'mon, Elf," Kitty whispered to an imaginary Kurt as she sat in the waiting room. "Please be okay." She watched the clock tick by and wiped tears from her eyes. Why did he do this? She knew he got upset sometimes, but was he really that depressed? Kitty wasn't a religious person, but she prayed to God that Kurt would be okay. Sure, he could be annoying at times, but she cared about him. And not just as a friend.

//Okay, God? Um, I know I've, like, never really prayed before, but I promise, if Kurt lives through this, I'll so totally go to confession tomorrow and read the bible, like, fifty times.//

Everyone looked up as a very serious-looking doctor entered the room. She flipped between pages on a clipboard and said, "Are you Mr. Wagner's family?" she asked. Kitty jumped out of her seat anxiously and would have knocked over her chair, had it not been against a wall.

"Yes!" she nearly shouted. She didn't notice the odd looks she was getting from her fellow X-men. The doctor nodded.

"I'm Dr. Juliette Crane. Kurt had to have his stomach pumped, but he'll be fine after some rest." Kitty smiled and sighed in relief. He was okay, he was okay! //Thank you, God! You're the best!// Dr. Crane looked at the Professor. "Are you his gaurdian?" she asked.

"Yes."

"I'd like to speak with you in private." Xavier nodded and followed her out of the room. Kitty listened through the door.

"Kurt seems to have a somewhat severe case of depression. It could be caused by his mutation, or school, or a chemical imbalance, or any of a number of other things. The point is for him to get help. Here, this is the number for Doctor Bridges. He's a very qualified psychiatrist, and I believe he'd be of help. I'm also going to have him take some anti-depression pills, though I suggest you keep the bottle hidden from him to avoid another incident such as this."

"Thank you, Dr. Crane." Kitty backed away from the door just before they re-entered the waiting room

"Can we go see him?" asked Jean.

"He probably won't wake up until tomorrow morning," she told them. "It's past midnight, and you've been here for several hours. I suggest you all go home and get some sleep. He'll be fine, trust me." The group accepted his suggestion, as they were all tired, and got up to leave.

"Shouldn't someone, like, stay with him?" asked Kitty. "You know, in case he wakes up?" Ororo and the Professor exchanged looks, and the Professor nodded. Dr. Crane led Kitty in to wait with Kurt.

"Wake up, Kurt," she said, gripping his hand. "Like, not only do the pointy ears work for me now, but I like the fur, too. And Iike, totally love your tail." She smiled sadly, but Kurt gave no response. She studied his face. She really did like him. Not only did she see past his looks, she found the fur and ears and eyes and hands and tail attractive. He was unique, and Kitty liked that, even if she didn't act that way sometimes. He really was cute. It was just too bad he didn't realize that.

Kitty was feeling tired. She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "I want your eyes open when I wake up, okay?" she said quietly before resting her head on his chest and falling into a light, if uncomfortable sleep.

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White. Everywhere. There was no pain, no thoughts of his hellhole of a life. He was comfortable and warm and happy. And Kitty was sleeping on his chest. //So this is what heaven is like,// he thought contentedly. Waitasec, something was off... Kurt could hear a distant beeping, and the room smelled strange. He looked around and scowled. //Oh, great, I'm in a hospital. I'm still alive.// He felt Kitty stirring and she sat up, eyes widening when she realized that Kurt was awake.

"Kurt, you're alright!" she squealed as she hugged him tightly.

"Deja Vu..." he mumbled.

"What was that?" she asked brightly, detatching herself.

"Nothing," he said. He turned to glare moodily at the glass of water next to his bed.

"You okay, Kurt?"

"I'm just tired," he lied.

"Yeah, like, trying to kill yourself can have that effect on you," she said dryly. Kurt continued to glare at the water and didn't respond. "What's wrong, Kurt?"

"I told you, I'm just tired."

"No, I mean what's really the matter? Why did you swallow a bottle of aspirin?" Kurt turned his angry glare on Kitty.

"I had a headache," he said flatly. Kitty rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come *on*, Kurt. We, like, all saw Girl Interrupted, and I know that's not the truth. Now spit it out. Why did you try to commit suicide?" He clenched his teeth and his fists. Yeah, he *tried* to commit suicide. Tried and failed.

"You don't vant to know," he said, turning away from her.

"If I didn't want to know, I, like, wouldn't have asked," she said sternly, almost angrily. He looked at her and his harsh expression softened. She looked so cute when she was trying to be serious, but he just couldn't bring himself to tell her. Not yet.

"Maybe later, Katzchen," he said quietly. Kitty seemed to be satisfied with his answer and smiled slightly.

"Good. C'mon, you fuzzy elf. Let's find out when you can get outta here."