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

Notes: Okay, so now I'm really messing with the timelines of the Marvel universe. But hey, Marvel messes with their own timelines every 5-10 years, so why can't I? So I guess this is an AU? I'm still pretty new to this, and I think that I've caught on that AU means alternate universe? That's what I'm guessing. If I'm wrong, tell me. Read and review if ya like. Lord knows I like it.

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Kurt got home to the lighthouse, and laid down on his bed. He was tired, and the weather in England as of late was beginning to depress him. It seemed that it had been cold and gray for at least the past month. He didn't really remember when the last time he had seen the sun was.

As he was about to nod off and go to sleep, he heard a knock on his door, and turned over onto his back.

"It's open!" he called out.

Brain Braddock poked his head in and tossed a bag of mail over to Kurt.

"Mail call. We're training in about thirty minutes, too."

"Jah, jah. I'll be down in a little bit."

"I'm serious, Kurt. We need to be training. . . "

"Everyday. I know, Cap. Don't worry, I'll be zhere viz bells on."

Brian shook his head in a fashion that had began to remind Kurt of Scott Summers, and he laughed silently to himself. After Brian had left and closed the door, Kurt opened the bag and began going through the letters. Most of his mail, most of Excalibur's mail, was fan mail. Lately, he and Brian had taken to counting and comparing the number of letters they received from female fans. Meggan hadn't thought too much of this practice (particularly concerning Brian), but they continued to do so anyhow. Lately, Kurt was way ahead of Captain Britain. This made him laugh ironically.

"Und here I used to hide behind a hologram." He would say, shaking his head. "I could've been cleaning up viz ze ladies."

Going through the letters, Kurt tried to separate the "fan" mail from the real mail. Going through the bag, he found a letter from Scott and a letter from Professor Xavier. He suddenly felt giddy. He always felt giddy when he received a letter from one of the X-Men. He missed them all horribly. Every time he thought of leaving Excalibur and rejoining the X- Men, however, he would pick up the paper and see Kitty under a headline featuring the X-Men. He believed that she would never look more beautiful, and then he'd see a new picture of her in the papers and fall for her all over again. For a time, Kurt had dated many different women. Sometimes, one right after another. He had stopped when he reached the age of twenty- five. He finally slowed down and tried to establish a lasting relationship, but for some reason, it never worked out. Every now and then he thought he knew why. Every once in a while, he would wake up from a dream that he couldn't remember, but remember that it was about Kitty. These dreams filled his heart with sadness, and he usually didn't leave his room the day after having one.

He opened Professor Xavier's letter first. The Professor had sent him a letter at least once a month. Most of the time, he would tell Kurt how very proud of him he was, and advise him to stay out of trouble. Occasionally, the letter would suggest that the two get together for lunch on the occasion that the Professor was in England. Kurt always jumped at the chance of a visit, and genuinely enjoyed his time with Xavier. In his newest letter, he was simply asking Kurt to get in contact with him. Kurt wished that Xavier would just call him on the phone, but for some reason they had simply taken to writing each other. The same was true for Scott and Rogue.

Next he pulled Scott's letter of the pile. The envelope was very large, and when he slid it out, he got not one but two letters. One was still in an envelope, which looked attractive, and slightly feminine. He opened the folded note, and read Scott's handwriting.

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Kurt,

Told you I'd get to it eventually. We're going ahead with it, and fast! You need to get here as soon as possible. We've decided to do it in two weeks, and you're my best man. As such, you need to come home, get fitted for a tux, write a speech, and throw a bachelor party. You should get this letter a few days before THE day. So you better get busy!

See you soon brother,

Scott

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Kurt ripped open the second envelope and found himself staring at a wedding invitation. He smiled, as it dawned on him that the long engaged couple was finally going to tie the knot. Unable to stop the goofy grin on his face from getting bigger, he read the date and marked it on a daily calendar next to his bed. May 16th. That really was only a few days away. Once again, Kurt found himself wishing that his old friends new what a telephone were.

Walking down to the training session, he began to think of how long it had been since he had been back to Bayville. He had gone back for a brief (two day) visit before he had gone off to college. He hadn't really had a chance to see any of the X-Men, with the exception of Scott. He and Scott had hung out and had talked over a lot of different things. That's when he found out that Jean had said yes to Scott over a year ago. Kurt still grinned when he thought of how long the engagement had lasted. Fifteen years. He was happy, thinking about seeing Scott and Jean again. He would love to see Rogue and Evan again, as well. Then he stopped dead in his tracks. Katherine Pryde would be there. He was sure of it. She was the only one of his old friends that he hadn't kept in touch with. All he knew about her was what he read in the papers and what he saw on the news. He purposely didn't ask Xavier, Scott, or Rogue about her, and they never mentioned her to him. He didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He began walking again, but he walked slowly as he thought.

"It's not big deal. All of zat vas years ago." He thought to himself. "She's probably forgotten all about it. You two will merely be friends again."

He thought back to the last picture he had seen of Kitty in a local newspaper, and he stopped walking again. What if he just didn't go? Would Scott understand? Jean will probably kill me, he thought. He sighed to himself, resigning himself to go. No matter what had happened between he and Kitty fifteen years ago, it was time to go home. He liked England, but he wanted to be home in America.

"I vonder vhat Brian vill say vhen I tell him I'm leaving?" Kurt thought.

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Back at the Institute, things had changed, and other things didn't. The X- Men team had changed throughout the years as students left for college and others stayed. The core of the team, however, hadn't changed. Rogue, Evan, Jean, Scott and Kitty had stayed on, teaching other young mutants how to focus and control their powers. Logan, Beast, and Ororo had of course stayed, and the new additions to the team included Bobby (Iceman) and Piotr (Colossus). The Institute had taken in even more young mutants, and it seemed as if the school were full to bursting.

It was May 11th, and the entire mansion was in an uproar. Everyone seemed to be preoccupied with preparations for the wedding. Jean and Scott had decided to hold the wedding at the mansion, and everyone had gone into a deep cleaning on it. Xavier had hired extra help to get some of the heavier work done, and everyone else was pitching in.

Outside by the pool, Kitty was lying in the sun, tanning with Jean. Time had been good to the both of them, and they had grown into beautiful young women. Bobby, who was helping with the heavier gardening, kept sneaking glimpses over at the two of them.

"Put your eyes back in your head, Bobby! She's a taken woman!" Kitty yelled, teasing.

"But you are not!"

"I am as far as your concerned, Snowball!"

The two women giggled like schoolgirls as Bobby smiled and walked away.

"Big day's coming up." Kitty said.

"Mhm."

"Are you nervous? Excited?" she asked.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that? I'm fine. How're you?"

Kitty knew what Jean was referring to, and she immediately shut up. Jean glanced sidelong at her friend, and then turned over to face her.

"You know he's coming in later on tonight."

"I know."

"Are YOU nervous?" Jean teased.

"Shut up, Jean."

"Well, seriously. . . are you nervous?" Jean asked, dropping her teasing tone.

"Yeah." Kitty said.

"Have you thought of what you were going to say to him?"

Kitty turned over, looking back at Jean. She decided the best way out of this line of questioning was to joke about it.

"Hi, Kurt! I just wanted to tell you that I made a horrible mistake fifteen years ago! I've missed you horribly! No man I've ever met has even come close to comparing with you! Will you drop your life in England, come home, marry me, and have a huge family?!?"

Jean gave Kitty a cynical look.

"What? Too much?"

"That depends. Do you want to scare him off? I know Scott's pretty set on having Kurt as his best man."

"I don't know what I'm going to do, Jean. I don't know what I'm going to say. I'm beginning to think that maybe I should just avoid contact with him so that I don't just jump him when I first see him."

"That would make for an interesting wedding memory."

Now it was Kitty's turn to give Jean a cynical glance.

"Well, you better figure it out, Kitty. You're my maid of honor. Kurt is Scott's best man. The two of you are going to have to see each other eventually."

"Whatever. He'll probably bring whatever princess or reporter or WHOEVER the tabloids have him with nowadays."

Jean turned back onto her stomach, sunning her back.

"Well, I guess we'll see."

Kitty turned back over onto her stomach, and began to think. She literally hadn't had any contact with Kurt for the last fifteen years. Well, that's not exactly right. Every time she had suffered from any injury, she would get a card or bouquet of flowers from him. There would never be a note, just his name, Kurt, at the bottom of the card. But she hadn't seen him in person for over a decade. She was nervous. She didn't know what she would say to him.

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"Vhat am I going to say to her?" Kurt thought. He was panicked, as his plane had just landed at JFK in New York City.

He walked slowly down the off ramp, wondering just who would be there to greet him. He was almost frightened that Kitty may be there. Deep down, he found this immensely funny. Here was a superhero who had battled countless enemies, helped to save the world, had even traveled to different dimensions. And he was weak-kneed at the prospect of running into his high school girlfriend.

At the end of the ramp, he saw Scott and Rogue waiting for him. All three beamed at each other, and when he reached them there was a long three-way embrace.

"Nice to see ya, little brothah." Rogue said, her face pressed into his shoulder.

"Nice to see you too, Liebchen."

They broke the embrace, and Scott took a look at him. He couldn't believe how mature the prankster looked.

"Well, you left a boy and you're coming back a man, huh?"

"Vell, I'll alvays be young at heart, Herr Summers." Kurt said, laughing.

Rogue looked over Kurt's shoulder at the people walking off of the plane.

"Didn't bring a lady friend?" she teased.

"Nein. I haff no lady friend."

"Not according to the papers we read." Scott said.

"Vell, I'm in a dry spell right now."

"Interesting." Scott said, smiling at his own private joke.

"Well, let's get ya bags and get on home." Rogue said, and with that the three left the terminal.

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Pretty non-eventful opening? Maybe. Anyhow, glad you decided to read it. Hope you stay with me. I can't decide whether the next chapter will be angsty, or sweet. Hm. . . maybe you guys and gals can help me out? I think I know what it'll be. We'll see. Anyhow, more coming as soon as possible. Thanks.