I love my reviewers!! And also love to see that I'm not the only one whose had trouble assembling toys. I swear, the directions could not be more vague, and in one case, there WERE no directions, just really abstract pictures with numbers.

Jesse, I'm sorry. There is no Rietro planned for this fic. ( I hope its not too disappointing. There's still lots of other cool things that're going to happen!

Disclaimer: "There ain't no carnival in the damn freezer! It's a freezer!"

Kurt was not a violent man. He never had felt the urge to kill. But he wanted to rip his dear mother apart. Kurt was worried when he found his daughter to be missing, but when he was told that Mystique may have been involved, he was just enraged. And it was an anger he had never felt before.

He paced his bedroom, tail swishing agitatedly. What was he doing here? He should be out trying to find his child. But the Professor had told them to wait. He was using Cerebro to try and find Mystique, find where she was taking Talia. While Kurt didn't like the idea of waiting, he didn't know what else to do. He didn't know where to even start looking for her. And, even though he hated that Mystique had his little girl, he was somewhat relieved. He knew Mystique would never hurt her.

Wanda came back from the bathroom and brushed by Kurt as she fell into the bed. She barely even registered that he was in the room with her. She just lay in the bed silently. He walked over and tried to comfort her, but she shrugged his arms away. So he just sat silently on the bed next to her. Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, she spoke.

"Where the hell were you?"

He was taken aback by this. Kurt, of course, blamed himself partially for this happening, but Wanda blamed him too? If he had known something like this could have happened, he'd have never left Talia's side. But no one could expect this. The mansion's perimeters were nearly impenetrable. The only way to safely get in was through the front gate. And there were so many people always about that it seemed impossible that this had happened. But it had.

Kurt looked back towards Wanda. She was still turned away from him, but he knew she was waiting for an answer. "Wanda...I." he had nothing to say. What could he say? He had lost their child.

"Just leave me alone, Kurt."

This really hurt him. He wanted nothing more than to be with her right now, and try and figure everything out together. But he loved her enough to respect her wishes. He got up from the bed and left the room, before breaking down in sobs.

Wanda could hear him crying outside the door from where she lay. She didn't know why she said that. She really didn't blame him. She loved him. She loved him so much, and look at how she had hurt him. She had forgotten that she wasn't the only one who lost a child, Talia was his too.

But why wasn't he there? Why didn't he stop this from happening? Maybe she did blame him. After all, it was his mother who had taken her. 'No, don't do that,' she thought. 'Do not think like that. It's not his fault. It's yours.'

Wanda thought about it. Where was she? Why hadn't she seen this happening and stopped it? She thought through her day. It all seemed a blur to her now. But she remembered. She had gone to see Beast today. For a small check up. She began to cry. This wasn't what she had planned for tonight. This wasn't how everything was supposed to happen. She was going to share her news tonight. She was going to tell Kurt that they were going to have another baby.

But she shoved all that into the back of her mind. None of that was important now. What was most important was finding her first baby. What was taking the Professor so long with Cerebro? She hated waiting. She didn't want to wait anymore. All she wanted to do was hold her daughter again, and she was willing to go to any means necessary to do it. She would kill her. She knew it. When she saw Mystique, she would kill her. Wanda felt a bolt running through her arms and to the tips of her fingers. Before she could stop it, a Hex bolt had been sent toward the doorway, blasting the door off its hinges. Wanda drew her hand to her face and felt her eyes tearing again.

"Wanda?" Rogue entered, stepping over the broken door.

"Please, Rogue," Wanda spoke slowly. "Just leave."

Rogue sat down next to her. "We'll find her, you know. She'll be fine."

Wanda didn't answer. Rogue just was at a loss for words. She could say that all she wanted, but she knew it wouldn't help any. It hadn't helped when she said the same thing to her sobbing brother about ten minutes ago. But she had to say something. If it didn't help Wanda or Kurt feel better, maybe it made her feel better. She put her hand on Wanda's shoulder. Wanda just lay there. She didn't move, she didn't speak. She just lay still.

Rogue barely noticed when Scott had walked in.

"Rogue? Wanda? Are you ok?"

Wanda scoffed at the question, but chose not to answer. Rogue just looked up at Scott. "We're fine. Has Kurt calmed down?"

"Yeah, he's a bit better now. But I came up here to get you both. The Professor has been able to track down Mystique. She's hiding out with Magneto somewhere on the other side of town. The Professor want us all to meet him downstairs."

At the sound of her father's name, Wanda leapt out of the bed. She could feel the anger coarse through her body and before she could stop it, she had released another bolt, this one aimed right above Scott's head. Scott whimpered a bit at his close call, and backed toward the door slowly.



So there we have, Chapter 4...this is where things may start coming a bit slower. I really do KNOW what will happen next, but don't exactly know HOW it'll all happen. That's basically my problem. So, read, enjoy, leave feedback..and hopefully I'll have another chapter up shortly!