The first thing she heard upon regaining consciousness was someone praying. "Am I dead?" she asked herself aloud.
The praying stopped abruptly, but the person doing it didn't respond at first. After a few seconds there was a tentative "No" laced with a German accent.
Ami's eyes shot open, revealing her own ceiling. Slowly she turned her head, afraid of what she might see, and was met with her worst fear. "What are you doing here?" she screamed.
Kurt sat in Ami's desk chair, his rosary still in his hand. "I wanted to make sure you were okay."
Ami breathed heavily, searching a string of random events for something that made sense. Jon was choking her, she remembered that, and then there was nothing. She must have passed out. But how did she get here? And more importantly, how did he get here?
"I'm sorry, I did not mean to intrude."
"How did you get here?" Ami asked, ignoring his apology.
"I walked."
"You walked?"
"Yes, on the rooftops, sometimes in the trees. I have a habit of attracting attention when I walk down the street."
How could this be happening? "How did you find out where I live?"
"I have friends too." For a brief second a smile played on Kurt's lips, but it faded as soon as it had appeared.
"Hackers? Like Nicole?"
"Telepaths."
"Oh."
An awkward silence ensued, and Ami found herself mostly staring at her hands. She knew she should be on her feet yelling and screaming, forcing him to leave or maybe calling the cops, but she just couldn't bring herself too.
"So why did you come?"
"I don't know really. I mean, I wanted to talk to you, but I don't know what made me decide to come see you now. Maybe it was a sixth sense telling me you were in trouble."
There was something almost funny about the mutant in front of her talking about a sixth sense. It seemed as if it would be more like a seventh or eighth rather than just a sixth.
"Ami, why won't you look at me?" he asked, knowing the truth but somehow needing to hear it.
"I… I'm sorry… I just…"
Slowly he reached out his hand, and took Ami's into his. She didn't resist, which surprised him. "I am no different than the person you talked to on the phone or in the e-mails. I am a mutant, not a monster."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I wanted to, in fact I was going to. But would you be in such a hurry to tell someone you looked like this?"
She looked up and finally was able to take it all in. His skin wasn't just blue but it was covered with what appeared to be strange scars and a light fur. She noticed his pointed teeth, his clawed hands and feet, and she definitely took notice of his tail. She saw his eyes, bright yellow and above all, incredibly sad.
"What do you… I mean… other than looking like this what do you…"
"What are my powers?" He offered, again showing hints of a smile. "I am a teleporter, and I'm quite acrobatic."
"Trapeze artist," Ami said, more to herself than Kurt.
This time he really did smile. "Yes, now you can see why I was in the circus, yes?"
Instead of replying, Ami took her hand from his and reached out towards his face. "Can I…"
"Go ahead."
Nervously she inched her hand closer to his face, stretching her fingers out towards his cheek. Equally as nervous, Kurt took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Ami!" The door swung open revealing a rain soaked Tanya, who was now looking oddly at her friend's outstretched arm and the cloud of smoke in front of her.
Ami dropped her arm to her side. "He saved me."
