Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution, or any Marvel property.

Note: LANCE FANS PLEASE READ. I know some people may be upset with the way that I write Lance. There's a really good reason for that. I hate him. I've read X-Men comics for at least a decade before I stopped collecting. And they always seemed to hint at hidden (or unrealized) feelings between Shadowcat and Nightcrawler, even through the Excalibur comics. Anyhow, I thought Evolution would change that, and I was happy, and then they throw in this Kitty/Lance thing. Ah well, I got screwed again. Anyhow, if you're a fan of Lance, I don't recommend reading my fics. I really am truly sorry, but like I said, I don't like the character.

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As Scott and Marie watched over Kurt, a few miles away, Lance looked at the phone. He realized that he should call her. He knew that he should apologize, but his pride got in the way. He imagined what would happen if he called to apologize, and Todd, Fred, or worse, Pietro walked in. He thought it better to wait for a private moment at school. He hadn't meant to say all of those things to Kitty. But she had chosen that furry demon over him.

"What's so special about the fuzz ball, anyhow? She didn't seem to mind that she was hurting my feelings. She was too worried about Nightcrawler." He thought.

Lance picked up the phone. He was both angry and sad, and couldn't tell which feeling was worse. He quickly hung it up, turned away, and walked out of the door.

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The next day, Kurt woke up in the infirmary. He looked around the room, and didn't know where he was, or how he got there. He looked down at himself, and saw the wires and tubes attached to him. Then he remembered. The whip had been heading for him, hit him, he fell, and the rest was darkness. He vaguely remembered opening his eyes again, and seeing Logan's face over his. Then the blackness set in again, and suddenly, here he was.

He tried to sit up, but his body screamed. Wincing, he laid back down. Feeling underneath the handle on the right side of the bed, he found the controls to make the bed move. He held a switch up, and the top half of his bed began to rise. He felt a pain here and there, but otherwise he was okay. When the bed reached its maximum height, he felt the air in front of him, and found what he was looking for. He knew the infirmary could be remote controlled, and he knew that over every bed dangled one of those controls. He grabbed it, and turned on the lights. His eyelids automatically shut in protest to the light, but he slowly opened them, getting used to the light. When it didn't hurt to have his eyes open any longer, he surveyed his body, taking in the damage.

His right leg was bandaged at the hip, and the thigh. He found stitches here and there on his body, and felt a rather long one on his forehead. It throbbed at his touch, so he quickly pulled his hand away. As he pulled his hands away, he noticed that they were bandaged too, and remembered the burns he had received from the fire spouting whip.

"Vhat in ze hell vas I zinking?" he said aloud.

"That's what I'd like to know." He heard.

Kurt looked over the room, and found Scott sitting close to his bed. He couldn't believe that he hadn't seen him. But then again, looking over his condition had taken most of his attention. He was glad to see Scott, though. He smiled, though even that hurt somewhat. He was also instantly embarrassed and ashamed. Scott was going to be mad at him, he was sure. Scott was probably going to lecture him about how irresponsible he was and how he had to stop goofing off so much. For once, Kurt knew, he was going to be absolutely right. What Kurt had done was stupid, and Kurt knew it. But instead, Scott smiled back at him. "Nice to see you up again, Kurt." Scott said.

"Nice to be up."

"I imagine so. You've slept for awhile now. Marie was here earlier. She spent most of the night here with you and I." Scott said, motioning to the floor. Kurt looked over his bed, and found a mess of blankets on the floor. He fixed Scott with a mischievous look.

"And just vhere did you sleep?" He said, and winked.

"Apparently you ARE feeling better." Scott said and laughed. "I slept on the floor, she slept in the chair I'm in now."

"Glad to know."

"So Kurt. Do you want to tell me what's wrong now?" Scott asked.

"Vell, I'm obviously not six mutants packed into one." Kurt joked.

"Obviously. But why did you do it?"

Kurt sighed, and looked up at Scott. "I overheard Kitty on ze phone vith Lance. She vas telling him how uncomfortable I make her, and how much I creep her out."

"Oh."

"Ja." Kurt said.

"Well, she certainly seems concerned about you lately." Scott ventured.

"Mhm. And zat's vhy she said vhat she said yesterday morning. 'No vonder you haff no girlfriend.' I can make myself feel bad enough by myself, Scott. I didn't need ze extra help."

"She told me that she said that to try to cheer you up. I think she was trying to start one of your world famous arguments."

"Vell, she failed." Kurt said bitterly.

"Kurt, you know how I feel about Jean."

"Ja."

"So you know I know what unrequited, let's say feelings, is like. Take my advice. Don't give up the friendship."

"Scott, she laughed vhen Lance said he'd hurt me."

"I can't answer for her, Kurt, but I don't think that she'd find it funny if he hurt you. She certainly seemed worried about you last night."

"Vas?!? Does everyone know?" Kurt asked, suddenly alarmed.

"Afraid so, Elf. I think Logan is pretty angry with you."

"Vunderbar." Kurt said.

"Yeah. Well, lucky for you, he also seems pretty impressed. Listen, why don't you get some more rest. I'm sure that everyone will come to see you today. I'm going to bed." Scott said.

Scott was leaving the room when Kurt called out to him. "Scott!"

"Yeah?"

"Vas she really worried about me?"

"Yup." Scott said, and then left the room.

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Kurt received visitors for the next couple of hours, and he realized how much he had been missing his friends. Marie came in next, and she hugged him so hard that we cringed in pain.

"Sorry." Marie said.

"It's okay." Kurt said.

"So, ya don't look like six mutants. Ya look like one big, crappy mutant."

"Ja, zat's ze rumor."

"Ya okay?"

"I probably feel better zhan I should feel. I know I look pretty bad, but I feel okay."

"Good." Said Marie. "Why'd ya do it?"

"I needed to vork some zings out."

"Did it work?"

"Maybe. Ve'll see later on." Kurt answered.

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Logan and Professor Xavier followed Rogue. He did get a lecture from the Professor, and Logan did give him a hard look and told him how lucky he was. But then they both offered the grudging respect to him. Professor X said he'd gone over the videodisks, and thought Kurt's training had come along by leaps and bounds. Logan simply nodded his head, and told Kurt that he wanted to start weapons training with him when he got to feel better. Then he shook his hand and he and the Professor left. About an hour after they left, Jean walked in. She handed him a card and a bag of candy. Kurt immediately put the card on the table, and before he opened it, ripped into the candy.

"Nice." Jean said.

"Sorry, Jean. I'm just so hungry."

"It's okay, Kurt." She said. "Listen, I think that I better talk to you about something."

"Vhat is it?" Kurt asked.

"Listen, I talked to Kitty about what's been bothering you."

Kurt froze, and looked at Jean a little closer. "He did you find out? Did Scott tell you?"

"Um, no. I kind of accidentally picked up on it the morning after it happened. Remember, you rode to school with me?"

"Oh. Ja. So you told Kitty about my feelings, Jean?"

"No. I promise I didn't. I just told her how what she said made you feel."

"Vhat did she say?"

"Well, I think that's really in her place to tell you. I'll just tell you that she wasn't very happy when she realized how she made you feel."

"Is she going to visit me today?"

"She said that she planned on it last night. I imagine she's trying to think of what to say to you. And Kurt, please, be gentle on her."

Jean got up to leave the room, and saw blankets all over the floor.

"Who slept in here last night?" Marie asked.

"Oh, Scott and Marie."

"Scott AND Marie?"

"Ja."

Jean's face turned read and all she could say was, "Oh. Well, see you later Kurt." And she stormed out, her face turning redder and redder.

Kurt laughed to himself, and thought that he would have to store the memory and tell Scott about it sometime soon.

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Kitty had been sitting in her bedroom, trying to figure out what she was going to say to Kurt. She knew what she wanted him to understand. She wanted him to know that she did indeed treasure his friendship, and that she was so sorry for the way that she used to treat him. All she really wanted to do is hang out with her friend, and she was both worried about going to see him today, and excited. She hated the circumstances of their upcoming talk, but she hoped that they would be better off after it was over.

Kitty got up and began to get dressed. After getting dressed, she walked downstairs into the kitchen. Jean was sitting there, eating lunch.

"Lunch?" Kitty said. "Did I sleep that long?"

"Apparently."

Kitty sat down at the table, and began to steal food off of Jean's plate. Jean fixed her with a look, and Kitty got up to fix herself something to eat.

"So have you seen Kurt yet?" Asked Jean.

"No, not yet." "Well, I think he's looking forward to seeing you."

"Probably wants to, like, yell at me."

"No. Kitty, I told him about what I told you."

Kitty spun around, a look of terror on her face.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because, I thought it would be important for both of you to be on the same page when you go to visit him. If you just told him that you knew he had heard, he'd probably clam up, and stay that way."

Kitty nodded. She was upset, but she knew that Jean was right.

"Well, I gotta go. Do yourself a favor, and bring him some food." Jean said, and walked out of the room.

After Kitty ate, she put together two large plates of food, and phased through the floor to the bottom levels. When she reached the floor that the infirmary was on, she solidified, and looked towards the end of the hall. One of the rooms at the end of the hallway had lights on, and she could hear a television playing. She slowly walked down to the room, growing more and more nervous with each step. Finally, she was just outside the room, and found that she couldn't enter it. She had started to turn around and leave when she heard his voice.

"Hallo, Kitty."

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Okay, that's chapter 4. As always, you guys rock for the reviews that you give me. I'm glad you're liking it.. If anyone has any questions or complaints, I'll try answering them in the notes at the beginning of the next chapter. Anyhow, I think there's maybe two or three more chapters. You'll find out why Lance is acting so strange, and there should be some more action/adventure in here a little later. Glad you're enjoying it. I'm going to class now. Bye!