The woman held her legs against her chest. "Where am I?" Slowly she brought her gaze up to the tall man in a white lab coat. Hair that was as brown as dark chocolate was brushed out of her face with delicate fingers pausing as the touched the cool, smooth surface of metal disrupted only by where wires were covered and a small outlet by her temple unseen to the eye that wasn't looking for it. "What have you done to me?" The man took a step closer but an invisible wall was sent at him and pushed him against the wall. "ANSWER ME!"

"We revived you from the dead, you were murdered, Miya, and your body was put in stasis and worked on so we could reanimate and improve you. I see you have control over your powers." This just got him shoved further against the wall.

"What makes you think I wanted to be?" She raised him into the air by creating a force field bubble around him. There was no answer and brown eyes lit with anger. "Where is my son?"

"We don't know," terror stricken the suspended man struggled against his invisible shackles.

"What about my daughter?" She hadn't seen her little girl in years and was afraid, though she didn't show it, that her husband had killed her.

"She disappeared from her foster home about five months back, no one knows where she is."

"Fine," she dropped him. "I'll find them myself." With that she left covering her implant with her hair. How dare they pull her out, how dare they assume!

"A plague on both your houses! And then he just started to go into this whole dying act," Todd explained faking to choke, "it was just way over done, yo, and the teach still gave him hundred percent. I only got ninety for my poem, maybe I should've died in it."

"I'm surprised you are complaining about getting ninety, that's still an A." Cami hooked her chin on Pietro's head, arms around his neck as he gave her a piggyback ride to the shelter. Well, he didn't exactly have much of a choice considering she'd just hopped on. "We exploded something in science."

"You sound proud of that," Ray mention walking a few paces behind them.

"Oh, I am, it takes a lot to blow up a candle."

Pietro rolled his eyes; "I'm not going to even ask how you three managed that one."

"Don't worry, we don't know how we did it." She looked around the street letting her mind wander; suddenly an amazing discovery hit her. "McDonald's triple thick milkshakes are just soft serve with flavoring!" This just won her some strange looks. "What? They are."

"That was random," Pietro explained, "and please, don't choke me."

"Oops, sorry. But they are, I think they're making us pay more for a flavored ice cream cone in a cup."

"So what? We can never go there or nothing anyway." Todd yawned spotting a random cardboard box by the store marked with a black, felt pen 'free'. "I'll be right back." Free was a word that he was addicted to; he took home a worthless spool that used to have rope on it just because it was free. Later it'd been used as an outdoor table.

"Aw man," Fred hit his forehead, "what now?"

"Cami!" Todd called back across the street after a while, "You might want to come see this!"

"Um." Scott thought if Xavier had mentioned a name, "no, there wasn't a name that could be found." He frowned as Lance proceeded to hit his head on the steering wheel. "Hey, stop it."

"Sorry," one more hit for good measures, "I just thought. I guess that sometimes I can't believe she's dead. Stupid, huh?"

"Not really," Scott looked at the field they were next to, rows of corn stopping abruptly and turning into smooth hills. "I thought Alex was dead after a while but he's alive."

"Yeah but you didn't see him die, she held me and told me I was special, like her, and that's why they killed her. I held onto her hoping somehow I'd be able to keep her with me, but she died anyway and. she hadn't done anything." No, Lance thought shaking his head as water welled in his eyes, I will not cry, it happened years ago, I'm not going to cry.

"Hey," Scott grinned a small comforting smile, "why don't I drive for a while? Then we'll get some food and park for the night."

"Whatever." Lance got out of the jeep and crossed in front of the hood to the passenger's side. Before he got in Scott put his arms around the other nuzzling Lance's neck.

"It's ok, you can cry if you need to."

"I." Lance closed his eyes and held Scott in return dropping his head to rest on the others, "thanks."

"Oh my god!" Cami picked up the little brown and gray bundle of fur, "Freddy, can we keep her?" The fair sized puppy licked Cami's face, tail wagging at a speed that rivaled Pietro's as Todd thought of ways to use the now empty box.

Fred sighed heavily, "If we didn't you'd attack me wouldn't you?"

Cami nodded enthusiastically as the puppy yipped and mouthed her chin before continuing to lick it. "With all I could manage, not that it'd do anything to you but I'd figure out a way to get black mail on you and never speak to you again."

"Her name is Greg, right?"

"Nope," Lance's little sister started back toward home carrying her new friend proudly. "When the right name comes to me, I'll know."

Todd dragged his new cardboard box along. It might make a good desk. "Think she wags her tail fast enough?"

"Hidy," Cami said after a moment of silence.

"Hm?" All four boys looked at her with the same look her milkshake comment had got her.

"Her name is Hidy." Hidy stopped licking Cami's face to look up at her new owner and bark wagging her tail faster if that was possible.

"Hell, fucking, no," Lance took the tape out and threw it in the back seat, "we are not listening to A Knight's Tale soundtrack again."

"Then why do you have it?"

"To listen to occasionally not five times straight!"

Scott had chosen a random tape and put it in, then he played it five times straight. "I thought you liked 'We Will Rock You'."

Lance sighed and shook his head, "It was fun the first three times, the last two were just annoying. And I'd never imagine you head banging, much less when driving."

"Yeah, well, at the Institute I have to be responsible and a role model, I don't think you mind much."

"Hey, whatever works for you." The earth manipulator leaned back in his seat. "Damn it, now you've got it stuck in my head!" He slapped his forehead when this just got Scott to sing.

"Come on, it's the best way to get a song out of your head."

"I am not singing."

"Fine, then I'll play the tape again." Scott started to pull over so he could get the tape from the back.

"NO! Fine, I'll sing, but not that song."

"How about Moulin Rouge?"

Lance sighed, "No, I've had enough of that movie, Pietro got it and every time Cami isn't in a good mood she'll watch it, cry when Satine dies, then watch the part of Titanic where Leonardo DiCaprio dies and laughs replaying the scene until she feels better."

"Strangely enough I can see her doing that and. wait a minute, why did Pietro get Moulin Rouge? I mean, yes I could see him that way but I don't really ever remember him not having a girlfriend, or four." He added thinking back to the Sadie's Dance.

"Nicole Kidman as a stripper slash hooker, plus various other girls in scant clothing for the age they were in. Plus he likes the songs though he'll never admit it."

"Ok, so not Moulin Rouge. 'I Love Rock and Roll'."

"That's nice, what rock song?"

"That is the song."

"Oh, ok, you start."

"Ok, that is the last straw Pietro Maximoff!" Cami growled and grabbed her pillow as Hidy yipped and followed her, barking at the bottom of the stairs to be carried up and knew to attack the adrenaline junky once placed on his bed. "GIVE ME BACK MY BLANKET!" Pietro woke up to puppy teeth gnawing on his leg and a flat pillow smacking him in the head.

"Aw. why can't we sha. AH!" He yelped as Hidy decided to chomp down on him.

"Hidy, no. Don't eat Pietro no matter how much he deserves it." The pup just wagged her tail and yipped taking one of the blankets on the bed in her mouth and dragging it with her over to Cami. "Thank you. I'm going back to bed now."

Pietro shook his head as the two left, that dog seemed smart, sure dogs were naturally smart, that one was freakishly smart though. It. Hidy had this look that told you somehow she knew what you were saying, she'd figured out that Todd was the easiest to get scraps from and that the X-men were bad and it was just her first day!

"AH!" A loud crash came from downstairs and in the time it'd take a humming bird to flap it's wings once Pietro was downstairs. The living room was not only it's usual mess but had been torn apart as well. Cami had been flung into a wall and Hidy was by her licking her hand, and in the middle of the room stood a big man with a big gun. He was like a G I Joe on steroids except part metal.

"I take it you're not from CPS," Pietro remarked dodging a bullet of some sort. He glanced at Cami to assess her injuries this gave just enough time for the guy to get a hit. It was a tranquilizer that didn't do close to shit, just brought Pietro down to only twice as fast as a regular human. A flash lit up the room like lightning, except a lot closer and Pietro turned brain acting slower than normal and subconscious mumbling at his regular speed about sleep to see Ray at the bottom of the stairs with sparks flying out of his hands.

"Come peacefully and none of you will get hurt," the psycho GI Joe gone bad growled.

"Bull shit," Ray muttered back as Fred and Todd ran to the top of the stairs.

"Little late for that," the drugged speedster spat gesturing toward Cami. The human spark plug looked in the direction and frowned before giving the intruder all the power he had.

"So this is how Scott Summers sees the world," Lance remarked looking up at the stars through ruby quartz.

"Yes, either that or blind, now give them back." Scott made a random swipe for his glasses back feeling a hand wrap around his wrist and chapped lips brushed his knuckles as his glasses were put back on him. Scott looked at Lance not recognizing the warm half smile on his face. It was so foreign and out of place on the rebel's face and yet. it fit.

"What? Is there something on my face?"

"No. I just never realized how human you were before, if that makes any sense."

"I guess it does," Scott thought for a moment, "wait. no it doesn't."

"Well, you know I was just, yeah, you're an X-man and all and I don't know how that wouldn't make you human but."

Scott sighed and flopped onto Lance's lap, "Shut up and kiss me, I know you want to." To Scott's surprised Lance leaned down and kissed him deeply. "Ok, that was unexpected."

"What? You told me to so I did."

"Yeah, but I wasn't expecting anything that good. Do it again." Scott was still surprised when Lance did, running his hand under the other's shirt and tracing the abdominal muscles moving his hand slowly down enjoying the groan from Scott's throat. It wasn't like Scott had imagined it but it was just as good in a different way. Soon the two bodies were entwined in a lustful heap in the back of a forest green jeep parked at an abandoned rest stop. Scott closed his eyes as Lance nipped at his neck finding a sweet spot and latching onto it. They were in their own personal Utopia when Professor Xavier's voice crammed into Scott's thoughts.

Paying no heed to the emotions of his student, as it wasn't his business Xavier jumped right to the point. Scott, the Brotherhood is missing.

((A/N: Damn Xavier with his bad timing. Anyway, the plot thickens. or is born *shrugs* I dunno. Hope you enjoyed it REVIEW!))