A pause for those who Need to Know
Because of an insanely large load of writer's block, this next part is an intermission of sorts that brings us back to the present day; about a year and a half after the Egypt escapade. This is for those of you who have threatened me bodily harm, you have no idea how happy that makes me! ^_^
Disclaimer: I own them not, nor do they own me. This is merely being written for practice and the development of my own writing style.
Dedication: InterNutter, Eileen, batE, TopaZ, and Adam, this one's for all of you. Thanks for reviewing and keep it up!! The autor's bribe still stands, and I plan on having the next part up when you come up with 15 reviews for me. The apologies for leaving you hanging so long are beyond being abundant. Enjoy the story!! ^_^
Kitty Wagner awoke with a jolt, clutching desperately at her purring husband as the fog of sleep, dreams, and something else, something important, slowly receded into distant memories. The small hand placed possessively on the silken muscle that was Kurt Wagner's arm convulsed spasmadically, bringing a sharp yowl from his throat and the fluid motion of him preparing to defend the distressed Kitty. Smiling fondly at her lover's actions, the woman made a quick grab at the prowling figure, pulling him to her side. Bewildered and tired, Kurt let himself be sat down and grinned sleepily as his wife plopped onto his lap. Noticing her odd expression, the NightCrawler sighed for his lost sleep.
"Kurt, I'm not sure about anything that's going on right now, and I have no idea why my waking up from the oddest dream I've ever had would make you suddenly act even more protective than you usually are, but I think I have something to tell you..." The SadowCat paused, searching her beloved's eyes for his behavior's explanation. After a few moments of gazing lovingly at those golden orbs, Kurt made an inquisitive rumble deep in his chest. "Oh, yeah. Kurt, I can't be sure about anything right now, but I think I might be pregnant. I'm making an appointment tomorrow. One more thing, though, Fuzz-Boy," Kitty could feel both their smiles through the darkness at her well-used nickname for him. "I had another dream. Did any of the others?" A pause as the woman wondered at her stupidity, placing a finger over soft, male lips. "Don't answer that... Did you dream anything?"
Kurt blew gently at her cooling fingers, speaking once she had gotten the hint and taken them away. "Ja, I did, Keety, but you vere zhere und so vas..." A dark coloring tainted his voice as he thought about it. "Lance. Vhat vas he doing in mein dream?" Suddenly, his molten gold eyes widened and the acrobatic man began jumping about on the ceiling. After just enough time to slightly calm down had passed, his strong arms wrapped around the waist of his wife and soon they were teleported to each room with one purpose in mind...
Scott jerked out of bed as the loudest BAMPH he had ever heard sounded in his room. His pants only half on, and wearing only his pride in mutantness boxers, the oldest of the younger X-Men stared as Kurt and Kitty both grabbed him and embraced the poor, single guy, hard. With a last, infectious grin for Scott, Kurt regathered Kitty and prepared to 'port out. "Oh, yeah... Keety's probably pregnant. Merry Christmas, Scott!" Looking, and feeling, utterly bewildered, the only thing Scott could think of was the Christmas was in a little less than three months...
This is just to let you know that I know this part is extraodinarily short, even for me, and so I am hoping that you will forgive me. It's just, I've been sick and not had the time to mess with this. Again with the reviewing and reading. Have fun. ^_^
~The Alciontae Shadow~
Because of an insanely large load of writer's block, this next part is an intermission of sorts that brings us back to the present day; about a year and a half after the Egypt escapade. This is for those of you who have threatened me bodily harm, you have no idea how happy that makes me! ^_^
Disclaimer: I own them not, nor do they own me. This is merely being written for practice and the development of my own writing style.
Dedication: InterNutter, Eileen, batE, TopaZ, and Adam, this one's for all of you. Thanks for reviewing and keep it up!! The autor's bribe still stands, and I plan on having the next part up when you come up with 15 reviews for me. The apologies for leaving you hanging so long are beyond being abundant. Enjoy the story!! ^_^
Kitty Wagner awoke with a jolt, clutching desperately at her purring husband as the fog of sleep, dreams, and something else, something important, slowly receded into distant memories. The small hand placed possessively on the silken muscle that was Kurt Wagner's arm convulsed spasmadically, bringing a sharp yowl from his throat and the fluid motion of him preparing to defend the distressed Kitty. Smiling fondly at her lover's actions, the woman made a quick grab at the prowling figure, pulling him to her side. Bewildered and tired, Kurt let himself be sat down and grinned sleepily as his wife plopped onto his lap. Noticing her odd expression, the NightCrawler sighed for his lost sleep.
"Kurt, I'm not sure about anything that's going on right now, and I have no idea why my waking up from the oddest dream I've ever had would make you suddenly act even more protective than you usually are, but I think I have something to tell you..." The SadowCat paused, searching her beloved's eyes for his behavior's explanation. After a few moments of gazing lovingly at those golden orbs, Kurt made an inquisitive rumble deep in his chest. "Oh, yeah. Kurt, I can't be sure about anything right now, but I think I might be pregnant. I'm making an appointment tomorrow. One more thing, though, Fuzz-Boy," Kitty could feel both their smiles through the darkness at her well-used nickname for him. "I had another dream. Did any of the others?" A pause as the woman wondered at her stupidity, placing a finger over soft, male lips. "Don't answer that... Did you dream anything?"
Kurt blew gently at her cooling fingers, speaking once she had gotten the hint and taken them away. "Ja, I did, Keety, but you vere zhere und so vas..." A dark coloring tainted his voice as he thought about it. "Lance. Vhat vas he doing in mein dream?" Suddenly, his molten gold eyes widened and the acrobatic man began jumping about on the ceiling. After just enough time to slightly calm down had passed, his strong arms wrapped around the waist of his wife and soon they were teleported to each room with one purpose in mind...
Scott jerked out of bed as the loudest BAMPH he had ever heard sounded in his room. His pants only half on, and wearing only his pride in mutantness boxers, the oldest of the younger X-Men stared as Kurt and Kitty both grabbed him and embraced the poor, single guy, hard. With a last, infectious grin for Scott, Kurt regathered Kitty and prepared to 'port out. "Oh, yeah... Keety's probably pregnant. Merry Christmas, Scott!" Looking, and feeling, utterly bewildered, the only thing Scott could think of was the Christmas was in a little less than three months...
This is just to let you know that I know this part is extraodinarily short, even for me, and so I am hoping that you will forgive me. It's just, I've been sick and not had the time to mess with this. Again with the reviewing and reading. Have fun. ^_^
~The Alciontae Shadow~