Title: She Was Never Really Mine
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Sadly none belong to me :( WB & Marvel owned characters
Summary: A collection of chapters that shows various character's thoughts after Kitty ends up in a coma.
You asked for the Brotherhood's POVs and now you've got them
First up, Lance
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"Vhat is *he* doing here!"
"Kurt calm down, this a hospital remember. And he needs to do this as much as the rest of us. He needs to say goodbye"
"But professer-"
"No Kurt, Kitty would have wanted this. You know she would have"
The over-sized smurf seems to contemplate this for a moment before nodding slightly and moving out the way to let me through the door.
Of course no matter what the Proffeser says nothing stops him from muttering something in German at me before he disappears in a cloud of smoke and then reappears in the chair next to Evan. At least, i *think* that's Evan.

I don't have to be fluent in German to figure out that what he just said to me wasn't a compliment. And if i'm being honest -for a change - then i'll tell you that whatever he said is probably true. I know i'm a jerk, a selfish bastard, a worthless piece of trash and whatever else blue-boy comes up with in the next five minutes. And i know that i don't deserve this chance. This chance to say goodbye to something special. To say goodbye to her.

I can't help but smile a little as i'm met with the image of her pretty face again. Walking slowly over to the bed i place a single rose in the vase that i know'll be emptied in the next hour. She looks so peaceful lying here and i can imagine the beating of her heart in synch with the beeping of the small machine next to her. Funny how something so small can perform a task so big.

I used to call her "pretty-kitty" whenever i talked to her. I wasn't just flirting, she really is pretty. I can remember her eyes being the most brilliant colour of green. I could've sat for hours looking into those eyes, i guy could get lost in the seemingly never-ending depths. Getting her alone was the hardest the part, i mean i know people say girls travel in packs but the X-Geeks tended not to go *anywhere* alone. Safety in numbers 'n all that. Kinda ironic then, that she was still able to get put in a freakin' coma when walking with not one but *two* of them. Safety in numbers? Yeah right.

With the ever-present smirk on my face i stick my hands in my pockets and turn to leave calling over my shoulder, "Be seeing you gorgeous"
I nod my thanks at the Professer and pause slightly at the chair -the person i think is Evan- is sitting in. Bending down to look him in the eye i mutter with a low whistle, "Boy did she mess you up man"

Looking back on the incident later, i've realised that it wasn't the punch across the face that i recieved or the stream of harsh, clipping words in German followed by the full-fledged scuffle in the hallway that scared me. It wasn't the empty, lifeless look in Evan's eyes as he tilted his head up at me. It wasn't the sound of metal claws unsheathed from Wolverine. No, what scared me was the way he looked at me as if he knew.
As if he knew, she was never really mine.