Title: Shimmer Author: Creedence Disclaimer: I own nothing. Marvel or someone else owns it all, expect for Jade

"You're here to help me" she stated starring up at him. Kurt starred back down at her, unsure of what to do. He wasn't sure why he had said that exactly. He was still trying to sort his mind out. Help her? How could he help her? He didn't even know. With out thinking he put his hand inside his coat pocket and rubbed and his hand gently over his rosary beads. The girl obviously noticed his movement. "Listen" she said, "if your going to shot me or put a knife through my neck or something just do it quickly. I don't want to take part in any of your Satanist shit." Kurt almost laughed at this comment. "No" he said, "It's nothing like that." He gently pulled the rosary out of his pocket and showed it to her. She starred at him for a moment and then shifted her gaze to the floor. Kurt remained standing where he was, half in the shadows where he felt comfortable, and half expose to the world, a place he hated to be. The girl was quiet for sometime, starring off into some unseen place. "You know" she said after some time, "You can get closer to me. I don't bite." Kurt nodded and slowly made his way over to her. He sat a few inched away from her, leaning his back against the wall. "My name's Jade" the girl said still staring at the floor. Kurt wondered if she had even noticed that he was now sitting next to her. "I'm Kurt but in the Munich circus I was know as 'The Incredible Nightcrawler.'" "You were in the circus, how fitting." Jade said softly. Kurt wasn't sure if she meant it as some kind of insult, but it stung like one. Jade continued to stare off into space for a while, not murmuring a single word. He watched her as she fell deeper into thought. Whenever she would talk to him she would never look him directly in the eyes. It seemed as if she was afraid that in doing so he would find out all the dark secrets she was hiding away. Her hands always seemed to shake and the skin on her face seemed to become ghostly pale. A half hour had passed and still she said nothing. "Are you okay?" Kurt asked, his voice barely a whisper. She didn't seem to hear him; either that or she was ignoring his question. "So" she said quietly, "You say you're here to help me." "Yes." "Then how are you going to help me?" Kurt paused for a moment, thinking this over. He had told her he had was going to help her and after watching her in her pitiful state he really wanted to help her. He felt that the force that had been pulling at him to come back, had partially been this young girls need for an assurance that somehow her life would turn out alright "I'm here to get your faith back" he replied.