"Well! What did he say!?" The group stood up quickly as Storm entered the whitewashed waiting room.

"Kurt is slowly coming around. That little maneuver on the plane broke his left leg, and sprained his right ankle pretty bad. Worst thing is, he's still tossing around from normal to borderline shock." The group looked down. "And, Mystique has vanished."

"What!?" Shouted Rogue as she stepped up a bit.

"No, wait," Kitty stopped Storm before she could answer. The group looked at her, a little shocked by this.

"Yes, Kitty?" Storm said, seeing the child blush.

"What about Gambit?" All eyes were quickly on Storm again.

"Well, he was in critical condition until a few hours ago." The group let out relieved sighs. "He's broken two ribs, his collar bone, his nose, and his right arm." The group sat down slowly.

"Kitty, Alex, how did Kurt know?" Jean asked in a low whisper as Storm walked back in to help the Professor.

"Know what?" Scott asked, just as softly from his seat on Jean's right.

"When Mystique and Gambit fell-"

"Excuse, but they didn't 'fall'." Rogue said sharply. "Mystique pushed them both out the window." Kitty sighed and started back up.

"Anyway, when they fell, we were just passing in the chopper when Kurt BAMFed out, grabbed them both, then BAMFed back up to the platform." Scott sighed.

"That must've taken a lot out of him." Kitty nodded an affirmative.

"He couldn't possibly have seen them..." Alex mused.

"Why do you say that?"

"He was laying on his stomach in the back, nowhere near the window." The group shook their heads, and continued contemplating.