A/N: Sorry. Computer crashed. Luckily I save all my stories to disks. Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm paranoid. Ah well. I'm not quite sure where this is going, if anywhere. I got another story idea, and it's driving me INSANE. Oh well. Not ya'll's problem. On with the show! Oh, and remember, the * asterisks mean he's talkin' in Gaelic.


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I was impatient all day. I couldn't wait for lunch. Finally, it came. I never bought lunch, for a few reasons. 1) I'm not hungry and 2) I wouldn't eat school food if my life depended on it. I went straight to the table where they usually sat. I was joined almost immediately by Pietro.


"Hey, Jer, wazzup?" He said. He insisted on calling me Jer for whatever reason he had. It didn't bother me too much.


"Nothing. I do got question." I said. "Wait for others?"


"Well, Fred's gonna be a while. Chili today. Todd ain't here, he's sick. Tabby stayed home to torture him and I don't where Lance is. Correction." He said, as we saw the afore mentioned leader coming our way. He sat down next me, muttering to himself.


"What be wrong?" I asked. He just waved it off.


"Meow." Pietro said. Lance glared at him. I was confused, then I think it clicked. Kitty. Hmm....


"So, what was your question?" Pietro asked, grinning his mischievous grin at Lance.


"The Professor told me about...." I grew quieter and leaned in. "Magneto and Mystique."


My senses were alert, ready to pick up any sign of nervousness or other revealing emotions. Nothing. Lance snorted and shook his head. Pietro rolled his eyes. They were about to say something, when Fred came bounding over, his tray overflowing. I saw the others, the X-Men that is, glare at Lance, because the ground was shaking. He noticed them and pointed to Fred. They just went back to whatever they were doing.


"Didja get enough?" Pietro asked Fred.


"Nah, they wouldn't let me take no more." He said, pouting. I am currently reserving comment on that matter.


"I wonder why." Lance muttered. "So what do you want to know about Her Highness, Queen of Bitchiness and King Psycho?"


"Hey! Magneto's family! I'm the only one that gets to call him that!" Pietro complained. I was confused, yet again, but I refrained from asking, remembering what the Professor said.


"Nothing in... uh..... Curious. No more." I said.


"Well, their nicknames should give you a hint." Pietro said.


"Eadh, yes, that they do. You no like them?" I asked. I knew I should shut up soon.


"Gee, whatever you that idea?" Lance said. "They're gone, and hopefully will stay that way. Good riddance."


I nodded, and dropped the subject. I had what I needed. They knew nothing, and possibly, were changing sides, even though they didn't know it.


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Once again, I shimmered home, so I could report to the Professor without interruption. I knew that for doing so, Kurt no doubt would complain. Today would have to be the last day, or the matter would go further, and I was in no mood for it.


"Professor?" I asked Logan. He was getting used to my broken English, and wasn't all that bad.


"He's in his office." He said, not looking up from his motorcycle, which was in the garage where I found him. I went to his office, and didn't even have to knock.


~You may come in, Jeriko.~ The Professor said, mentally. I walked in and sat down, across from him. "Well?"


*They know nothing. My senses were alert for any indication, and there was none.* It would be easier to speak in Gaelic, to get my point across faster. *Also, they way they acted, it appears that they want nothing to do with either of them. Mind you, I only talked to Pietro and Lance. Todd and Tabby weren't in school, and Fred was.... busy.*


*Which means you believe that they might come to our side.* I nodded. He paused a moment, before continuing. *It is possible. But I do doubt they will join us.*


*Who said anything about joining? They can still be the Brotherhood. Instead of being us, they can be our allies. This is a war, no?*


*Yes, unfortunately, it is. I war that I wish had never happened. But it did.* He sighed, wearily.


*Speaking of which, where is our enemy? Have you found Magneto's signature?* He shook his head.


*No, not as of yet. But what worries me is that Mystique's has vanished. It is no longer there, nor anywhere in the area.*


*I can see why you would be worried. But don't overreact. It could be nothing.*


*And yet.... And yet it could be everything.*


The Professor was right. I bid him my leave, and went to my room. I cast out my senses, but no presence. I don't know if I was worried or relieved. Worried mostly. It had felt so familiar before, and that bothered me. If it was someone I knew why did they hide? What was the reason? And did I want to know?