Disclaimer: All characters are marvels. Don't own them. Wish I did . This is all in fun, so please don't sue!!
Author's note: Sorry it's been so long for this installment, but between doctor visits, work and writer's block, I haven't had much time. But hopefully, I am back on track this time. Thanks so much to Lasombra from the nightcrawler forum for the help. I plan to make this up to my loyal readers by holding a little contest. That's right!! With a prize and everything!!
1. Read my story. PLEASE!! (Shameless wining in the background).
2. Draw a scene or character from any chapter.
3. Send it along with your name and e-mail address to : germany772000@yahoo.com.
4. First prize wins a mint copy of Excalibur no. 76. It's just chock full of nighty goodness.
5. Deadline is January 10, 2001. I will e-mail first place winner. They should e-mail me with their physical address so I can ship there book.
Thanks so much
Enjoy,
Ravenhair
Now, on with our story
Chapt 16 of Junior X
dysfunction in the family
The news hit him harder than a freight train.
For a few seconds, time stopped for Kurt Wagner, his eyes staring deep into Mystique's.
He didn't hear that name. It just wasn't possible. His mind refused to aknowledge what his ears had just
heard. He stared at Raven, now a miserable mass of pain and sadness, weeping for the forgiveness from her son that
she so desperately sought. And those eyes, those same golden eyes he himself possessed, looking upon her son
for a reaction.
Kurt turned away and walked silently to the bay window in the Professor's den. He watched as the wind danced with the
snow across the courtyard. Trying to come to terms with Mystique's revelation. His mind was stuck in a dreamlike trance
from the shock of it all.
Kitty walked over to her husband, concern bogging her. She knew Kurt was not taking this well. Who would? To
find out the man whom you considered your father figure was indeed the genuine article? She, too, was struck down by
the news. She knew it must be impossible for Kurt to accept. Gingerly, she allowed her elegant fingers to rest upon her
husband's shoulders, careful not to startle him. He looked back to her, his yellow eyes still blank. There was practically no
expression on his face.
"Kurt?" Kitty asked. "Sweetheart, are you O.K.? Please, baby. Talk to me."
Raven looked up at her son from her chair across the den. It ached her heart to see him this way. She began to doubt her decision to
"Come clean" with Kurt. Is that all she was good for? Causing pain? She winced as more salty tears made their way down her cheeks.
"I should have never done this to him. I could have just stayed out of his life and died away. He would never have hurt like this had
I done so." She thought to herself, shaking her head.
The hush which fell over the den was ominous, thick. The Professor decided to be the one to break the uneasiness that leered over the room.
He himself was unable to accept this, so he knew just how hard it was for Kurt. However, shocking as it was, it wasn't entirely out of line.
To Xavier, it actually made sense to him in its own weird way. The way Kurt and Logan bonded almost immediately upon meeting each other.
The strong friendship the two shared which withstood the test of time. Where most found Logan a difficult man to understand, Kurt had always
had a way of getting through to him. It was always more of a father-son relationship. And indeed, Logan found it hard to get close to anyone.
However, he always looked after Kurt, and visa versa.
No, it wasn't entirely out of line at all.
"Kurt?" The Professor rasped, choosing the words to speak very carefully. This was, after all, about as easy as walking on broken glass.
"Please, do not keep what you are feeling from us. I understand how shocking this must all be. Indeed, I myself am trying to come to terms
with it." He shook his head, wondering if Kurt was listening to a word he said. "But now, so many questions you have wanted answered
your entire life have come to light. I know very well that it wasn't the answers you expected. In fact, not what any of us expected at all.
But, please, walk away from this having a true sense of your heritage, who you are and what your children will become." The Professor
spoke, looking toward Kurt, whose gaze was still transfixed upon the courtyard below. He sensed a great confusion coming from the
young man. This worried Xavier greatly. As a telepath, he knew all too well that it was far more painful not knowing exactly what to feel
as to project one intense emotion.
Kitty wrapped her arms around Kurt from behind, who was still affixed deep in thought. Her heart slammed with worry. Her hands rested on his
protruding belly, and she could feel their precious children rolling around inside him. "God, why did she do this now? Of all times!!" Kitty thought
angrily to herself, but dare not speak out loud. No need to intensify the situation. Lord knows it was too intense already.
"Kurt? Honey?" Kitty whispered. "Please, say something? Anything? Talk to me? I don't care if you rip loose and curse like a sailor!! Please don't
shut us away!"
Kurt's gaze transferred back to his wife's face. Still no emotion or reaction evident in his expression at all. He nuzzled Kitty on the cheek and proceeded to
return to the sofa he sat upon earlier. Clumsily, he sat down, trying to maneuver his girth onto the cushion. He buried his head in his hands, confusion and
exhaustion overtaking him.
"Kurt?" The Professor asked. "I know what you are feeling. But the others among us who love you were not blessed with my powers of the mind. The only
way they will know is if you tell them. It is very important that you get these intense emotions out in the open." He explained.
Kurt finally looked toward Mystique. His calm face turned into burning anger. He bared his fangs, shock now turning into boiling rage. His eyes turned to Raven
as he spoke.
"What right did you have?! Huh?! You kept me from my family! My father!! A man whom I have loved like my own father ever since we were teammates! A man
whom I have fought side by side with all these years and cherished like the father I never had!! Only to find out all these years later that he is indeed my father!!
AND HE DOESN'T REMEMBER ME!! HOW DARE YOU!! YOU CALLOUS BITCH!!!!" Kurt was standing now before Mystique. She was rumpled like a helpless
ragdoll in the chair, hurt stinging her with each word Kurt spoke. "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I'VE BEEN THROUGH IN MY LIFE? YOU COULD NEVER KNOW
ALL THE PAIN!! THE SUFFERING!! THE LOSS OF LOVED ONES!! GOD!! I HATE YOU RAVEN!! MAY YOUR FESTERING SOUL ROT IN HELL FOR WHAT YOU HAVE
DONE!!" Kurt was almost insane now, tears of anger and pain streaming down his face, his long hair wild and tangled about him.
"Kurt, Please NO!!" Kitty rushed over to him. "Sweetheart, Please!! Don't waste your energy on her! She's not worth all this!!She never was!! Oh, please, Fuzzy!! Don't get this upset!
Please think about our babies!!" Kitty cried, stroking his face soothingly, doing her best to snap him back to his senses. Kurt looked into her large brown eyes, so tranquilizing. He slowly
came to his senses, looking down at his abdomen. He sighed heavily. He told himself earlier this morning that he would not allow Raven to grate him this way. So much for promising himself
anything. He couldn't help himself. He wanted these answers all his life, and now he didn't know how to handle them now that they were his. He shook his head, grabbing Kitty in a loving
embrace. She was his one beam of light when everything seemed to grow dark. He could feel the hug like a sedative, calming his anger and soothing his nerves. Now, he wasn't sure if his anger was
toward Raven or more toward himself for not being able to cope with the truth.
Kitty was right. He should not have dared risked his unborn children's health by blowing up the way he just did. Still, the rage was there. Breaking their embrace, Kurt looked to Kitty one last time,
then back to Raven. Bitterness and intense anger still in his voice, he did his best to be as calm as was possible. For the triplet's sake, he would not allow her to infuriate him again. "Tell me, Raven.
HOW?!"
Raven was turned away, still weeping intensly. Kurt's reaction was definitly not what she had hoped for. But what could she expect? She whispered a silent prayer to a god she hoped still had time
for her that one day her son would understand all this and learn to forgive. But in the meantime..... "Kurt, my darling baby. My baby boy..." She wimpered. And with this phrase, Kurt turned away,
disgusted with her.
"I'm listening." He snorted and walked back to the bay window he stared out before. He just couldn't take looking her in the face anymore. It hurt too much, especially knowing what he now knew.
He wasn't sure if he could take it anymore. "I'm waiting." He said behind gritted teeth, still refusing to look at her.
Raven took a deep breath. What was the use? Still, she had to try. This was her final chance. But she wouldn't tell her son that. Not now. She wanted to earn his forgiveness, not recieve it because
he felt sorry for his dying bitch of a mother. No. That would remain her secret still. Hopefully, that forgiveness would be hers before she drew her final breath. "I don't know what to say or do to
make things right. I'm sure you of all people know all too well that doing the right thing is not exactly easy for me. But I am trying, Kurt. I really am! I gave you the answers you sought. I can't make up
for lost time. I wish I could. Lord knows that tou meant the world to me. I watched you all these years, hoping someday it would be safe for me to reveal everything to you. That day has come. I know
it hurts, I know it's a shock. I know you may hate me more now than you ever have. I don't expect your forgiveness. God knows I would do anything to have it. If not now, one day. But please..."
Raven begged, walking over to Kurt and laying a gentle blue-skinned hand on one of his broad shoulders. "Take comfort in knowing that you have a mother and father who have always loved you,
wanted you and needed you."
Kurt shook his head, the sun glistening from the snow outside hurting his eyes. He finally looked back toward Raven, his heart aching from today's events. With frustration on his face and in his voice,
he finally answered her.
"How dare you." Kurt snapped. "How dare you try to tell me that you loved me! Keeping secrets is not love!! And my father?! HA!!He doesn't even remember me!! ALL THIS TIME WE HAVE BEEN X-MEN TOGETHER AND....."
Kurt was cut short. He felt an intense rush of heat flush over him, followed by extreme dizziness and a wave of intense nausea. The room began to spin, Kitty's face blending into the Professor's and then Raven's. He swallowed hard,
feeling the acid rise in his throat. Weakness attacked his legs, and he slumped in the floor to his knees, grabbing his large abdomen with both hands. His breathing was becoming labored. He was so certain that his breakfast was going to
be painted all over the victorian style roses in the Professor's carpet.
"KURT!!!" Kitty screamed. "OH MY GOD!! PROFESSOR!! CALL HANK!!!!" She screamed, rushing to Kurt's side.
Kurt was still on his knees, sweating profusely, but still concious. The Professor, alarmed as well, began paging McCoy on his cell phone.
"Nein, nein." Kurt shouted weakly to the both of them. He smiled akwardly. "I am fine, honestly. Just a sudden bought of sickness, that's all."
He nuzzled his head in Kitty's shoulder, and the Professor stopped in the middle of the call.
"Kurt? Please, allow me to get Hank. It will only take a few seconds for him to get here and you really need..."
Kurt interrupted the Professor.
"Nein. I am fine! Honestly!! Would I lie to you?" Kitty was nuzzled in Kurt's chest, crying. Kurt comforted her.
"Leibling, I am fine. The children are fine. I believe all the excitement got to me." Kurt weakly made his way back to his
feet and stumbled over to the sofa.
Kitty rushed to his side, smoothing his hair out of his face. She seemed relieved that Kurt seemed initially o.k. and in no
immediate danger, but still she was worried. " Baby, let me get you a cold towel. You listen to me, mister. When we leave
the Professor's den, we're going straight to Hank. You hear me, you stubborn german mule?" Kitty said sternly as she leaned
Kurt back on the sofa and retrieved a wet cloth. She gingerly placed the compress upon his forhead, and proceeded to rub his
abdomen and his hair in a soothing, comforting manner.
"Oh, God, Kurt!! Please be alright!!" Raven shouted running over to the other side of the sofa where Kurt was seated, offering her
assistance in any way. She gingerly grabbed the other arm that Kitty was not latched to, affectionately stroking his hair.
The nausea passed, and Kurt wrenched his arm away from Raven. "Don't touch me. I'm fine." Kurt turned away from her and back to Kitty.
He still had some weakness in his voice, but most of the sickness he had just felt had passed. He smiled and began to nuzzle her, her tears
staining the fur on his neck.
"Oh, Kurt!! What happened? Are you feeling better?" Kitty wept. Kurt nodded his head. Kitty smiled, but was obviously still worried.
"You remember what I said. You are going straight to Hank!" Kitty ordered. Kurt smiled.
"Yes,mother." Kurt laughed.
Raven looked on. It hurt her, the way Kurt spurned her away. She had to do this. Give this one last shot. She remembered the note she
had written before she left Dallas. She had to give it to Kurt. Do with it what he will.
"Kurt." She spoke, wiping the tears from her golden eyes. " I will not cause you any more trouble. I won't force myself on you. But, Please.
Take this. Hopefully one day, you will see a need for it." she gently handed Kurt the note, and proceeded to walk out the den.
"Was?" Kurt asked, looking the note from all angles. Kitty leered at the shapeshifter, wishing she would hurry and leave.
"Information on where to contact me. If you ever need me. Or if you want to pick up this conversation. I will be there. Please, give this some thought."
She smiled and walked out the door.
*******************
Forge pulled the rental car to the front of the mansion. There stood Raven awaiting him, melded back into her disguise as a native american beauty.
She stepped carefully in the car. As Forge pulled out, he looked at the silent Raven, curiousity as to how the little meeting went burning in his mind.
"So, exactly what happened." Forge asked after a long silence.
Raven smiled. Hope in her heart. Kurt accepted the note. Was there a possibility that things would work out after all? " It's really hard to say at the moment,
Forge. There is too much to cope with right now. But I know my son better than anyone. I do believe in the long run, All will be well." She smiled through
glistening tears as they drove to the airport.
***********************
Back in the den, Kurt and Kitty mulled over with the professor the day's events.
Kurt was slowly coming to terms with his newfound parentage. "I can't believe it. Logan. My closest friend. All these years, the father I wished I had was
right under my nose. There is so much I want to say, so much I want to make up for. " Kurt looked toward the Professor. "Oh, Professor, should I?"
"Should you what?" The Professor asked.
"Should I tell Logan? A part of me wants so desperately to. But I am not so sure."
The Professor looked long and hard at Kurt. Kitty sat silent next to him, not sure what to say.
"Kurt. I know that you are not sure of what to do. It's like having a ticking bomb and not knowing which direction
to throw it in for fear of hurting the wrong people. I know how desperately you want to do the right thing. However, please
remember that Logan is not the same man he was 27 years ago. We are dealing with a man whose life has been stolen from him,
given a whole new life, even false memories that are not his own. I myself cannot sort through what is true and what is false in Logan's
mind. However, it does seem that he remembers you on some level. That would explain the relationship you have always had with him.
Every decision we make in our lives may be for the good, but they have consequences as well. I will leave this to you. You are a wise young man,
and I know the decision you make will be for the best." The Professor stated.
Kurt nodded. This was going to be very difficult, to say the least. He had so much to think over.
"First things first." Kitty said. "We are going to see Hank right now, about that little episode you just had. I am watching you like a hawk, Baby."
Kitty cooed.
Kurt agreed. His mind was still racing, going over and over again the day's events. As the two walked into the medlab,
Kurt was even more confused.
Author's note: Sorry it's been so long for this installment, but between doctor visits, work and writer's block, I haven't had much time. But hopefully, I am back on track this time. Thanks so much to Lasombra from the nightcrawler forum for the help. I plan to make this up to my loyal readers by holding a little contest. That's right!! With a prize and everything!!
1. Read my story. PLEASE!! (Shameless wining in the background).
2. Draw a scene or character from any chapter.
3. Send it along with your name and e-mail address to : germany772000@yahoo.com.
4. First prize wins a mint copy of Excalibur no. 76. It's just chock full of nighty goodness.
5. Deadline is January 10, 2001. I will e-mail first place winner. They should e-mail me with their physical address so I can ship there book.
Thanks so much
Enjoy,
Ravenhair
Now, on with our story
Chapt 16 of Junior X
dysfunction in the family
The news hit him harder than a freight train.
For a few seconds, time stopped for Kurt Wagner, his eyes staring deep into Mystique's.
He didn't hear that name. It just wasn't possible. His mind refused to aknowledge what his ears had just
heard. He stared at Raven, now a miserable mass of pain and sadness, weeping for the forgiveness from her son that
she so desperately sought. And those eyes, those same golden eyes he himself possessed, looking upon her son
for a reaction.
Kurt turned away and walked silently to the bay window in the Professor's den. He watched as the wind danced with the
snow across the courtyard. Trying to come to terms with Mystique's revelation. His mind was stuck in a dreamlike trance
from the shock of it all.
Kitty walked over to her husband, concern bogging her. She knew Kurt was not taking this well. Who would? To
find out the man whom you considered your father figure was indeed the genuine article? She, too, was struck down by
the news. She knew it must be impossible for Kurt to accept. Gingerly, she allowed her elegant fingers to rest upon her
husband's shoulders, careful not to startle him. He looked back to her, his yellow eyes still blank. There was practically no
expression on his face.
"Kurt?" Kitty asked. "Sweetheart, are you O.K.? Please, baby. Talk to me."
Raven looked up at her son from her chair across the den. It ached her heart to see him this way. She began to doubt her decision to
"Come clean" with Kurt. Is that all she was good for? Causing pain? She winced as more salty tears made their way down her cheeks.
"I should have never done this to him. I could have just stayed out of his life and died away. He would never have hurt like this had
I done so." She thought to herself, shaking her head.
The hush which fell over the den was ominous, thick. The Professor decided to be the one to break the uneasiness that leered over the room.
He himself was unable to accept this, so he knew just how hard it was for Kurt. However, shocking as it was, it wasn't entirely out of line.
To Xavier, it actually made sense to him in its own weird way. The way Kurt and Logan bonded almost immediately upon meeting each other.
The strong friendship the two shared which withstood the test of time. Where most found Logan a difficult man to understand, Kurt had always
had a way of getting through to him. It was always more of a father-son relationship. And indeed, Logan found it hard to get close to anyone.
However, he always looked after Kurt, and visa versa.
No, it wasn't entirely out of line at all.
"Kurt?" The Professor rasped, choosing the words to speak very carefully. This was, after all, about as easy as walking on broken glass.
"Please, do not keep what you are feeling from us. I understand how shocking this must all be. Indeed, I myself am trying to come to terms
with it." He shook his head, wondering if Kurt was listening to a word he said. "But now, so many questions you have wanted answered
your entire life have come to light. I know very well that it wasn't the answers you expected. In fact, not what any of us expected at all.
But, please, walk away from this having a true sense of your heritage, who you are and what your children will become." The Professor
spoke, looking toward Kurt, whose gaze was still transfixed upon the courtyard below. He sensed a great confusion coming from the
young man. This worried Xavier greatly. As a telepath, he knew all too well that it was far more painful not knowing exactly what to feel
as to project one intense emotion.
Kitty wrapped her arms around Kurt from behind, who was still affixed deep in thought. Her heart slammed with worry. Her hands rested on his
protruding belly, and she could feel their precious children rolling around inside him. "God, why did she do this now? Of all times!!" Kitty thought
angrily to herself, but dare not speak out loud. No need to intensify the situation. Lord knows it was too intense already.
"Kurt? Honey?" Kitty whispered. "Please, say something? Anything? Talk to me? I don't care if you rip loose and curse like a sailor!! Please don't
shut us away!"
Kurt's gaze transferred back to his wife's face. Still no emotion or reaction evident in his expression at all. He nuzzled Kitty on the cheek and proceeded to
return to the sofa he sat upon earlier. Clumsily, he sat down, trying to maneuver his girth onto the cushion. He buried his head in his hands, confusion and
exhaustion overtaking him.
"Kurt?" The Professor asked. "I know what you are feeling. But the others among us who love you were not blessed with my powers of the mind. The only
way they will know is if you tell them. It is very important that you get these intense emotions out in the open." He explained.
Kurt finally looked toward Mystique. His calm face turned into burning anger. He bared his fangs, shock now turning into boiling rage. His eyes turned to Raven
as he spoke.
"What right did you have?! Huh?! You kept me from my family! My father!! A man whom I have loved like my own father ever since we were teammates! A man
whom I have fought side by side with all these years and cherished like the father I never had!! Only to find out all these years later that he is indeed my father!!
AND HE DOESN'T REMEMBER ME!! HOW DARE YOU!! YOU CALLOUS BITCH!!!!" Kurt was standing now before Mystique. She was rumpled like a helpless
ragdoll in the chair, hurt stinging her with each word Kurt spoke. "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I'VE BEEN THROUGH IN MY LIFE? YOU COULD NEVER KNOW
ALL THE PAIN!! THE SUFFERING!! THE LOSS OF LOVED ONES!! GOD!! I HATE YOU RAVEN!! MAY YOUR FESTERING SOUL ROT IN HELL FOR WHAT YOU HAVE
DONE!!" Kurt was almost insane now, tears of anger and pain streaming down his face, his long hair wild and tangled about him.
"Kurt, Please NO!!" Kitty rushed over to him. "Sweetheart, Please!! Don't waste your energy on her! She's not worth all this!!She never was!! Oh, please, Fuzzy!! Don't get this upset!
Please think about our babies!!" Kitty cried, stroking his face soothingly, doing her best to snap him back to his senses. Kurt looked into her large brown eyes, so tranquilizing. He slowly
came to his senses, looking down at his abdomen. He sighed heavily. He told himself earlier this morning that he would not allow Raven to grate him this way. So much for promising himself
anything. He couldn't help himself. He wanted these answers all his life, and now he didn't know how to handle them now that they were his. He shook his head, grabbing Kitty in a loving
embrace. She was his one beam of light when everything seemed to grow dark. He could feel the hug like a sedative, calming his anger and soothing his nerves. Now, he wasn't sure if his anger was
toward Raven or more toward himself for not being able to cope with the truth.
Kitty was right. He should not have dared risked his unborn children's health by blowing up the way he just did. Still, the rage was there. Breaking their embrace, Kurt looked to Kitty one last time,
then back to Raven. Bitterness and intense anger still in his voice, he did his best to be as calm as was possible. For the triplet's sake, he would not allow her to infuriate him again. "Tell me, Raven.
HOW?!"
Raven was turned away, still weeping intensly. Kurt's reaction was definitly not what she had hoped for. But what could she expect? She whispered a silent prayer to a god she hoped still had time
for her that one day her son would understand all this and learn to forgive. But in the meantime..... "Kurt, my darling baby. My baby boy..." She wimpered. And with this phrase, Kurt turned away,
disgusted with her.
"I'm listening." He snorted and walked back to the bay window he stared out before. He just couldn't take looking her in the face anymore. It hurt too much, especially knowing what he now knew.
He wasn't sure if he could take it anymore. "I'm waiting." He said behind gritted teeth, still refusing to look at her.
Raven took a deep breath. What was the use? Still, she had to try. This was her final chance. But she wouldn't tell her son that. Not now. She wanted to earn his forgiveness, not recieve it because
he felt sorry for his dying bitch of a mother. No. That would remain her secret still. Hopefully, that forgiveness would be hers before she drew her final breath. "I don't know what to say or do to
make things right. I'm sure you of all people know all too well that doing the right thing is not exactly easy for me. But I am trying, Kurt. I really am! I gave you the answers you sought. I can't make up
for lost time. I wish I could. Lord knows that tou meant the world to me. I watched you all these years, hoping someday it would be safe for me to reveal everything to you. That day has come. I know
it hurts, I know it's a shock. I know you may hate me more now than you ever have. I don't expect your forgiveness. God knows I would do anything to have it. If not now, one day. But please..."
Raven begged, walking over to Kurt and laying a gentle blue-skinned hand on one of his broad shoulders. "Take comfort in knowing that you have a mother and father who have always loved you,
wanted you and needed you."
Kurt shook his head, the sun glistening from the snow outside hurting his eyes. He finally looked back toward Raven, his heart aching from today's events. With frustration on his face and in his voice,
he finally answered her.
"How dare you." Kurt snapped. "How dare you try to tell me that you loved me! Keeping secrets is not love!! And my father?! HA!!He doesn't even remember me!! ALL THIS TIME WE HAVE BEEN X-MEN TOGETHER AND....."
Kurt was cut short. He felt an intense rush of heat flush over him, followed by extreme dizziness and a wave of intense nausea. The room began to spin, Kitty's face blending into the Professor's and then Raven's. He swallowed hard,
feeling the acid rise in his throat. Weakness attacked his legs, and he slumped in the floor to his knees, grabbing his large abdomen with both hands. His breathing was becoming labored. He was so certain that his breakfast was going to
be painted all over the victorian style roses in the Professor's carpet.
"KURT!!!" Kitty screamed. "OH MY GOD!! PROFESSOR!! CALL HANK!!!!" She screamed, rushing to Kurt's side.
Kurt was still on his knees, sweating profusely, but still concious. The Professor, alarmed as well, began paging McCoy on his cell phone.
"Nein, nein." Kurt shouted weakly to the both of them. He smiled akwardly. "I am fine, honestly. Just a sudden bought of sickness, that's all."
He nuzzled his head in Kitty's shoulder, and the Professor stopped in the middle of the call.
"Kurt? Please, allow me to get Hank. It will only take a few seconds for him to get here and you really need..."
Kurt interrupted the Professor.
"Nein. I am fine! Honestly!! Would I lie to you?" Kitty was nuzzled in Kurt's chest, crying. Kurt comforted her.
"Leibling, I am fine. The children are fine. I believe all the excitement got to me." Kurt weakly made his way back to his
feet and stumbled over to the sofa.
Kitty rushed to his side, smoothing his hair out of his face. She seemed relieved that Kurt seemed initially o.k. and in no
immediate danger, but still she was worried. " Baby, let me get you a cold towel. You listen to me, mister. When we leave
the Professor's den, we're going straight to Hank. You hear me, you stubborn german mule?" Kitty said sternly as she leaned
Kurt back on the sofa and retrieved a wet cloth. She gingerly placed the compress upon his forhead, and proceeded to rub his
abdomen and his hair in a soothing, comforting manner.
"Oh, God, Kurt!! Please be alright!!" Raven shouted running over to the other side of the sofa where Kurt was seated, offering her
assistance in any way. She gingerly grabbed the other arm that Kitty was not latched to, affectionately stroking his hair.
The nausea passed, and Kurt wrenched his arm away from Raven. "Don't touch me. I'm fine." Kurt turned away from her and back to Kitty.
He still had some weakness in his voice, but most of the sickness he had just felt had passed. He smiled and began to nuzzle her, her tears
staining the fur on his neck.
"Oh, Kurt!! What happened? Are you feeling better?" Kitty wept. Kurt nodded his head. Kitty smiled, but was obviously still worried.
"You remember what I said. You are going straight to Hank!" Kitty ordered. Kurt smiled.
"Yes,mother." Kurt laughed.
Raven looked on. It hurt her, the way Kurt spurned her away. She had to do this. Give this one last shot. She remembered the note she
had written before she left Dallas. She had to give it to Kurt. Do with it what he will.
"Kurt." She spoke, wiping the tears from her golden eyes. " I will not cause you any more trouble. I won't force myself on you. But, Please.
Take this. Hopefully one day, you will see a need for it." she gently handed Kurt the note, and proceeded to walk out the den.
"Was?" Kurt asked, looking the note from all angles. Kitty leered at the shapeshifter, wishing she would hurry and leave.
"Information on where to contact me. If you ever need me. Or if you want to pick up this conversation. I will be there. Please, give this some thought."
She smiled and walked out the door.
*******************
Forge pulled the rental car to the front of the mansion. There stood Raven awaiting him, melded back into her disguise as a native american beauty.
She stepped carefully in the car. As Forge pulled out, he looked at the silent Raven, curiousity as to how the little meeting went burning in his mind.
"So, exactly what happened." Forge asked after a long silence.
Raven smiled. Hope in her heart. Kurt accepted the note. Was there a possibility that things would work out after all? " It's really hard to say at the moment,
Forge. There is too much to cope with right now. But I know my son better than anyone. I do believe in the long run, All will be well." She smiled through
glistening tears as they drove to the airport.
***********************
Back in the den, Kurt and Kitty mulled over with the professor the day's events.
Kurt was slowly coming to terms with his newfound parentage. "I can't believe it. Logan. My closest friend. All these years, the father I wished I had was
right under my nose. There is so much I want to say, so much I want to make up for. " Kurt looked toward the Professor. "Oh, Professor, should I?"
"Should you what?" The Professor asked.
"Should I tell Logan? A part of me wants so desperately to. But I am not so sure."
The Professor looked long and hard at Kurt. Kitty sat silent next to him, not sure what to say.
"Kurt. I know that you are not sure of what to do. It's like having a ticking bomb and not knowing which direction
to throw it in for fear of hurting the wrong people. I know how desperately you want to do the right thing. However, please
remember that Logan is not the same man he was 27 years ago. We are dealing with a man whose life has been stolen from him,
given a whole new life, even false memories that are not his own. I myself cannot sort through what is true and what is false in Logan's
mind. However, it does seem that he remembers you on some level. That would explain the relationship you have always had with him.
Every decision we make in our lives may be for the good, but they have consequences as well. I will leave this to you. You are a wise young man,
and I know the decision you make will be for the best." The Professor stated.
Kurt nodded. This was going to be very difficult, to say the least. He had so much to think over.
"First things first." Kitty said. "We are going to see Hank right now, about that little episode you just had. I am watching you like a hawk, Baby."
Kitty cooed.
Kurt agreed. His mind was still racing, going over and over again the day's events. As the two walked into the medlab,
Kurt was even more confused.
