disclaimer: The X-Men don't belong to me and neither does any of the songs I've used. I thought it sounded like a neat idea, anyway, this is my first fan fic so please be kind, and enjoy.

~ Part Eight ~

["Nightcrawler, I don't regret loving Logan, though it hurts that I was with him and he could just throw it away. It hurts that I trusted him so much and so wrongly."

"It was not wrong to trust Herr Logan or even to love him. But to be with him, is a sin against God. Only a man and wife are to be one flesh."

She studied him. In her heart she knew he spoke the truth and guilt gripped her heart, and brought tears to her eyes.

"Our Lord is the only answer to your problems, Fraulein. He died for you, for me, and only He can make it better. He will heal your pain and give you the strength and wisdom to face the trials in your life, if you only let Him."

"Kurt, how can it be so simple?"

"Faith, Fraulein. You have lots of it. Just put it where it belongs. God forgives everything. Even the sins of the flesh."

"Kurt, I can't. You're the only man in my life that hasn't let me down!"

"I serve our Lord, and through Him, I have been a faithful friend to you. I am capable of failing you as well. Fraulein, I can not make this decision for you, only lead you to the river. You must make the choice to drink from the river of life. Only after you've chosen to follow Christ should you worry of finding your man, but let our Lord lead you."

"What happens if I say no?"

"Fraulein, you know what will happen. This is a choice each of us must make. I can advise you no more. I will forever remain your friend, whatever choice you make." Kurt stood to leave her alone in the santuary then.

"Kurt."

"Fraulein?"

"I need God."

He came to her then, and knelt with her in prayer. She'd given her life over to Christ then.]

Her eyes flashed open and she bolted up right in the bed. Six months with Kurt had brought her to that point, and leaving the monestary and him after another six months had been a hard decision, but she carried Christ with her in her heart. She released a breath and glanced at the clock. It was early morning. She had been here in Magneto's safe haven for over two years now. She threw back the blanket and climbed from the bed. She walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. While the water heated up, she grabbed two towels and a wash rag from the cupboard. After her shower, she wrapped herself in the huge soft beach-like towel, and wrapped a towel around her hair. She stood in front of the mirror as she brushed her teeth. When she was all finished dressing in black jeans, a burgundy turtleneck sweater, and her high-heeled boots, she pulled her hair up in a stylish upsweep, then applied the small amount of make-up she wore. She stood before the bathroom mirror, staring at her reflection. She couldn't help but think of those she loved. Charles, Evelyn, Rogue, Scott, Jean, Jubilee, Kitty, Bobby, Remy, Evan, Ororo, Hank, Morph, Psyloc, Piotr, and even Logan. Magneto had run off on several occasions to fight whoever, or sometimes against the X-Men, as did his team, and she stayed hidden in his fortress. She refused to take sides, unless it was to protect someone. She refused to get in the middle of Xavier and Magneto, but the only thing her father could gather from it, was because Xavier and her grandmother were married. He had no idea yet that Xavier was her grandfather. Lizzy shook the thoughts away, and put her delicate platnium cross back around her neck, and her three rings on her fingers. She felt a burning in her soul for Kurt. Something was wrong. She closed her eyes and focused on him. Kurt was in trouble. She turned and walked out of the bathroom. As she opened her bedroom door, she found Sabretooth standing there looking at her. "What?"

He roared at her. "Magneto wants to see you."

She rolled her eyes, and pulled the door shut behind her. She found Magneto sitting on his chair, in his office. "You wanted to see me?"

He looked up. "What is it with Charles Xavier, that keeps you from fighting his X-Men? I know you feel loyalty to him because of your-"

"He's my grandfather. My mother's father."

Magneto stared at her. That was a shock, he never ever in a million years would have thought that he'd been with Xavier's daughter. The young woman who'd shown him that there was still hope out there in the human race had been Xavier's daughter? Wasn't that ironic.

"I know," she said in response to his thoughts. "I've decided to go away for awhile. I need to see Kurt again. I feel an urgency in my soul."

"When will you be back?"

"Not for a couple of months probably." Lizzy walked up to where he sat. She leaned over and hugged him. She was surprised when he stood and returned her hug. He'd been very careful of showing his love for her in front of Sabretooth and the others. She stood there in her father's arms and it felt like nothing would ever hurt again. That's how she'd felt the first time he'd hugged her. Though then she had felt like a child, who's father could take away all her pain and protect her from ever feeling it again. She sucked back the tears of joy, and pulled away from him. She kissed his cheek. "I'll see you in a couple of months. I love you, Daddy." She turned then and walked away.

Magneto stood where he was watching her. Moments later the hatch opened and she left. With all he'd done, why was she still here? Why did she still care? She spoke often of the God she believed in, but was He the reason she was sticking around despite everything? She could go anywhere and hide anywhere from Xavier's team if that was what she chose to do.

~ ~ ~

Lizzy managed to get to where Kurt was in a short amount of time. Kurt had found his birth father, by accident. He was an Austrian Count, looking for a lost son. His mother had taken off with him in the night because he was a mutant, and it was obvious that neither she nor the child would be accepted by their people. The man had accepted him, or so it seemed until he locked Kurt in a room. He wanted all traces of the child removed. If Kurt was dead then there was no evidence that he'd produced a mutant heir. There was no escaping for the teleporting Nightcrawler. The dark dungeoun was underground. The little wooden peep whole could only be opened from the outside and it was only opened once to give him water. There was no seeing any place to escape to, which left Kurt helpless in his own defence. Lizzy found Kurt fairly easily. With careful thought and a lot of prayer she'd found the Austrian Count's residence. Standing just outside the house grounds, she spoke to Nightcrawler. ("Kurt, are you all right?")

("Fraulein, it's good to hear your voice. I've prayed for release from this prison. You're the answer to my prayers.")

("I won't be able to get into the house, to help you. God's given me this thought, it's your only escape, so you have to put all of your energy into this.")

("Into what, Fraulein?")

("Let me mentally be your eyes.")

Lizzy focused all she had on Kurt, her eyes on a place close to her. Within a moment he was standing beside her. She released a breath, and threw her arms around him. He was cold and looked fearfully sick. She pulled away and looked him in the eye. "Come on, let's get you out of here." They got into a car she'd rented, and she drove to a near-by hotel, where she'd gotten a room. She helped Kurt into the room, and onto the bed. "How long have you been in there?"

"Almost seven days."

She closed her eyes shaking her head. "Why didn't I hear your cries?"

"You're too far away, Fraulein. You've come to help me as an angel of mercy, from our Lord," he said.

Lizzy looked at him. "Kurt, how long has it been since you've eaten?"

"I can't remember."

She stared at him. "You hang in there, you hear me?"

He nodded, as he curled up on the bed and closed his eyes.

Lizzy picked up the bedside phone, and dialed the number for the mansion. Unfortunately it was Logan who answered the phone. His voice skated across her flesh, and she shivered. She closed her eyes. "I know you don't wanna hear my voice any more than I wanna hear yours, but right now I need to talk to my grandfather."

Logan stared. It was Lizzy. Three years had passed, but he'd never forget the sound of her voice. "He's not talking to anyone, Amethyst!"

Lizzy closed her eyes again at the sound of Logan's voice, and the nickname he still carried for her. "Logan."

"What?"

"It's about Kurt. He's dying, and he ain't gonna get any help here."

Logan could kick himself. "I'll get Cyke to bring the Blackbird out to get him."

"Thanks, Logan."

"Darlin', you better be on that plane when Bug Eye gets back."

"Oh?"

"The professor's sick." He hung up the phone then.

Lizzy stared at the wall.

~ ~ ~

Lizzy walked through the mansions lower levels to the infirmary. Scott had filled her in on what was happening. She passed some of the X-Men on her way saying nothing to them. Her thoughts were on her sick grandfather. As she reached the infirmary, she pushed the door open and found her grandmother sitting beside Xavier's bed side. Three years had been too long to be away from those that she loved. "Gran."

The woman looked up. "Lizzy." She was on her feet and pulling the girl into her arms.

Lizzy hugged her grandmother tightly. She spoke to the woman telepathically.

"I know," Evelyn said.

Lizzy walked over to her grandfather. She touched his hand. There was nothing. Useing her telepathy, she tried to communicate with him. She learned the cause of his problem. It had been a heart attack, and he was dying. Tears filled her eyes. She looked up to see the X-Men standing there. Kurt was standing near them.

"We shall pray for him, Fraulein."

Lizzy nodded. "Okay."

Kurt managed to walk over to where she stood, and the two prayed for the professor. "You know what to do, Fraulein."

"I do," she said. Lizzy dropped to her knees beside the professor's bed. With his hand in hers she began to pray again.

Beast focused his attention on Kurt, while the others just stared at them. All the X-Men were in the infirmary waiting and watching. Most were concerned about the professor, others were ancious to see what was going to happen between Lizzy and Logan. Their past wasn't hidden from any of the mutants who stood there.

Lizzy stayed on her knees in prayer until the mansion's lower levels began to shake. "Get out of here," Logan yelled.

"Why," Scott asked.

"I can't move."

"Not again," Rogue whined.

"No!" Lizzy was on her feet and at the infirmary door, before any of the X- Men could leave through it. "It's not what you think."

It was then that Magneto landed in the mansion. His form was visible behind Lizzy. She looked at each of the X-Men. "I need his help."

"All right," Scott said after a moment.

Lizzy turned then and looked at him. She gave him plenty of room to come into the infirmary. "I tried to-."

"I know," Magneto said.

The X-Men stared at the two. "Beast, he needs an injection of a stimulant, and something that rejuvenates the body."

"We've tried Logan's blood," Scott said.

"I know," Lizzy said. "Trust me, Scott. I've been given direction."

Beast called out the names of two organic medications that did what Lizzy had said. "The first helps to repair damaged nerves and muscles, and this is a stimulant." She nodded and he filled two syringes with the organic drugs and injected them into the professor. He then looked at her.

Magneto and Lizzy's hands locked together, one on either side of Xavier's head. She looked her father in the eye, and nodded. They caused a light in the room a lot like when he'd used his mutant making machine. Lizzy began shaking heavily, the professor's eyes flashed open and he looked around the room. Lizzy stumbled as she and her father let go of each other. Scott was right there behind her to catch her. Her head fell back and she was unconscious.

"What's happened," Charles asked.

"Your granddaughter has saved your life, old friend," Magneto said.

"And put her own in danger," Scott said and picked her up. He laid her on a bed.

Charles didn't know what to say. Here was his oldest friend and his greatest enemy, and his granddaughter was laying unconscious on a table.

~ ~ ~

Logan stood over the bed where Lizzy lay watching her as she lay there, unconscious. She'd been out for over twenty minutes now. Kurt stood near him. The two had been talking. He'd been bent bound and determined to bring her back to the mansion and to him, but here she was and he wasn't sure that it was what he wanted. She hadn't even flashed him one of those beautiful smiles of hers. All he wanted to do, if he listened to his heart was to take her in his arms and kiss her breathless. That wasn't a possibility. Why did life and love have to be so complicated? He wanted that woman more than he'd wanted anything in his life, and he couldn't have her. He'd hurt her so bad, she'd run away from everything she knew and loved. What was the matter with him? Was the professor right? Could he make no one happy? Was he a complete idiot?! He growled hating these feelings of imperfection, of uselessness. What was the point? If she'd just get up off that bed and slap him as hard as she could, he'd know it wasn't too late for them. If she'd get up and kiss him as she had before, he'd be the happiest man in the world. Why didn't she get up?

"I see you're hurting, Herr Logan. I'm a good listener," Kurt said.

Logan looked at him. "You know everything, Kurt, explain it to me. Why is this happening?"

"I do not know everything, in fact I'm far from knowing everything, and I can't tell you why this has happened. Someone had a lesson to learn. Someone needed faith."

Logan studied him. "I ain't asking why the professor can use his legs again. Why is she laying on that bed?"

Kurt looked at Lizzy, then at Logan. "Have faith. She will be all right. Herr Logan, she's not the same woman who left here. You must believe the way she does now to understand her. And she won't slap your face, or kiss you like she used to."

Logan stared at him, surprised.

"I have great insight, my friend. Come, let us talk." The two men walked over to a far corner of the room. "Shall I tell you what changed her?"

Logan nodded slowly.

"Our Lord came to this eart without mark or blemish. (The whole story) . . . So that, Herr Logan is what changed her. It is what changes us all. Though we make mistakes in our pasts and even along our path with Christ, we are forgiven, by the innocent blood that Christ shed so long ago on Calvalry. Do you understand?"

Logan nodded again. He looked over at Lizzy. "I don't know much, Kurt, but this faith you've both got has to be something special. I want it too."

~ ~ ~

Lizzy opened her eyes to find Beast leaning over her, checking for her pulse. She blinked at first slightly startled by him. It had been so long since she'd seen him. She smiled at him. "Hi, Hank."

He smiled. "Hi, yourself. You scared us."

She scoffed, moaned a little then sat up. "Sorry about that. How's-?"

"Fine. He's speaking with your father right now."

Lizzy stared at him. "They're talking?"

"Yes. They have been for about an hour now," Beast said. "Take it easy. It was an awesome thing you did for the professor. How did you know what to do?"

Lizzy smiled as she slid off the table. She was feeling pretty good, despite the fact that she'd used a great deal of her power just about an hour and a half ago. "God told me. Is Kurt okay?"

"Very well, Fraulein."

Lizzy turned to see Kurt standing near Logan. She smiled at him. Relief running through her. Tears filled her eyes. A mixture of pain and joy running through her. Why did Logan have to be there and looking so good?

"The professor wants to see you," Scott said from the doorway. "I didn't believe him, when he said you were all right."

Lizzy looked at Scott and smiled. She glanced back at Logan and Kurt. She squeezed Beasts hand. "Thanks, Hank." She kissed his cheek then followed Scott up to Xavier's office. Kurt was on her heels.

Rogue stopped her along the way. "Hey, Gal."

The two women embraced in a hug. "Hey yourself. I gotta see my family. We'll catch up, though, okay?"

Rogue smiled. "Sure thing."

Xavier, Magneto, and Evelyn were all sitting in his office, when Lizzy walked through the door. They all looked at her. Evelyn was on her feet. She came to Lizzy and hugged her. "You had me scared."

Lizzy looked at her grandmother, then hugged her again. "I love you, Gran." Lizzy pulled away from her and looked at Xavier and Magneto.

"Old friends are hard to lose," Magneto said.

Lizzy smiled. "I'm sorry I left the way I did, Grandpa. I . . . had a lot to work through. I've changed a lot in the last three years. I can't make up for what I did, or the problem I caused, and don't tell me it wasn't my fault, because it was. I . . . let's just say it was complicated. I still have amends to make, but I'm glad everybody's okay."

"The only person who needs amends to be made is Logan," Xavier said. He smiled at her. "I'm glad you chose to find Eric and make amends with him. A girl deserves to know her family. And welcome home."

Lizzy arched a brow at him. She walked over and hugged him. It was then that she realized that he wasn't in his wheel chair. She stared at him. "What happened?"

"The process you did, healed my body completely," Charles said.

Kurt stood just inside the room, half smiling. "The Lord has used both Magneto and Lizzy to heal you, but it was our Lord who healed your body, Professor."

"I suppose it was," Xavier said.

"He works in mysterious ways," Magneto said. "As I keep learning."

Lizzy smiled at her father. There was something different about him, she noticed. "Praise God for the miracles He works."

"Then praises be to Him," Xavier said.

She kissed Xavier's cheek, then Magneto's. "I have to go make amends to some of the X-Men. By the way, it's good to be back."