Disclaimer: I'll not say it! Kurt: come on. NO!!! NEVER! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! *Kurt goes through some old pictures* OKAY! OKAY! I don't own anything *pouts*

A/N: Well, in the first chapter I had planned on this being a short series with each chapter being a sighting of a new mutant's power. However, I love Kurt. There's no other explanation. This may be the only mutant that will have more than one chapter, and if so, it's because I love the elf. MINE! Anywho. What did you guys think? Hope you liked it and I'm continuing even if I get no reviews. I usually don't get many reviews. I wonder why. I may move this story to the X-Men Evolution section. Oh well, I'm a review vampire, so please R&R.

Chapter 2, Investigation

12:00 noon, Sunday
Roadside Hotel
Bayville, New York
"Mulder, wake up." Scully was standing over Mulder's bed. He was asleep still and it was annoying her. He didn't stir. "Mulder!"
"Ugh."
"Wake up."
"Ugh." She glared. This would be mean, but oh well. He had to get up so that he could tell Skinner what a wild goose chase that this had turned out to be.
"Mulder! Look! Aliens!"
"Huh? Wha?" he swung his legs over the side of the bed and grabbed the gun on his nights stand.
"I said get up. We have to report to Skinner. Then we have to go home. This is stupid Mulder!"
"I don't think so," he said groggily. "I've been thinking."
"No, you've been drinking." Scully picked up an empty can of orange juice next to a big pile of sunflower seed shells. There was also a bottle of Vodka next to it. He sighed and pulled his shirt on, then put on his black coat. He checked to make sure his ID was in place, then put his gun in his back pocket.
"Just listen to me, Scully. You remember that guy at the store yesterday?"
"Of course. He was rude and pushed past us. So what, Mulder? It's not a crime."
"No, not that. The way he looked when he grabbed that article. He growled, Scully. I think he had something to do with it." He looked around and picked up his empty bag of sunflower seed, looked at it sadly, then tossed it into the small garbage can under the dresser.
"Mulder, no one had anything to do with it, except maybe her doctor. The woman is old and obviously lonely. She probably just wanted some attention and thought that the tabloids would be the best way to get it. Come on, let's go call Skinner and tell him that we want to come home," Scully insisted.
"Scully, did you see the woman? Sure she was a bit off, but so are many people who see something that they can't explain. Maybe it wasn't a demon, but it was something, and it's our job to find out what. Like it or not, I think that this is an x-file. Maybe you're right, Scully. Maybe it was just meant to be something to get us out of the office on this wild goose chase, but I think it at least involves some further investigation." Scully looked at him, saw the determination in his eyes, then sighed.
"All right Mulder, all right. We'll investigate further, if you really think we'll find something. But where do we start? I think that Mrs. Crowly's told us everything she can and we don't know what happened to the man in the store. We have no leads."
"What about the owner of the store? Or maybe someone at the neighboring houses? He had a bike, right? Maybe the local bike shop? Someone's got to have heard of him, or at least have some idea of where he lives." Mulder smiled, proud of himself.
"So that's it then? We're just going to go around, asking people if they've seen a tall, rude man who knows something about a demon and drives a motorcycle?" Scully rolled her eyes.
"Let's start at the store. I need some more sunflower seeds. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
2:30 p.m., Sunday
Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters
Bayville, New York
"Fuzzball!!" bellowed Logan. Kurt blinked, rolling out of bed. He started to get dressed then stopped. They didn't have a training session today, it was Sunday. He glared at the door as if daring it to make another noise. There was more pounding and he sighed, going and opening the door while still in his sleep clothes.
"Ja...? Vhat do you vant...?" he asked sleepily. Logan pushed passed him into his room and shut the door behind him.
"Listen, elf, I know I told the Prof. that I wouldn't tell you, but the old lady saw you and thinks you're a demon." Logan saw the hurt in Kurt's eyes and almost stopped there, but he shook it off and kept going. "We have a situation here. They've called in the FBI, do you know what that means?"
"Zat zere's a conspiracy?" said Kurt, rebounding from being called a demon, something that always got to him.
"What? No! We have a pretty good chance of getting caught. More so, you have a pretty good chance of getting us caught."
Kurt was confused. "So vhat do you vant me to do?"
"Just stay in here. Don't go outside for a while, don't even go downstairs."
"You mean zere here!?" Kurt demanded.
"Yeah, they found me somehow. They were looking for me! I gotta go downstairs an' get rid of 'em for the Prof." Logan saw the look of horror on Kurt's face and he rolled his eyes. "I mean get them out of the house and on there way, elf. I'm not that violent, am I?" No answer. Logan glared, heading for the door.
"Herr Logan?"
"What?"
"Does zis mean I get to skip school?" His answer was the slamming of his door and the sound of footsteps going downstairs as the doorbell sounded. Downstairs, Logan opened the door. The two agent looked up at him and he glared back down at them.
"What do ya want?"
"Oh, um, Mr.... uh, Logan?" said Mulder. They had never gotten a last name from anyone they'd asked, just that he was a teacher at the Xavier Institute.
"Yeah, what do ya want?" Logan repeated, his patience already wearing thin.
"Mr. Logan, have you heard anything about the woman who saw the demon in her kitchen the other day?" asked Scully, professional and to the point as always. This still seemed a waste of time to her.
"No," said Logan firmly, starting to close the door. Mulder quickly put his foot in the door and stopped it from closing. This earned him a growl from Logan as Mulder stepped in, pushing past Logan. Scully followed.
"Is that so Mr. Logan? I find that hard to believe by the way you reacted yesterday in the store when I read the article," said Mulder.
Shit. That's where he'd known them from. He'd known that they'd looked familiar.
"Mr. Logan?" prompted Scully.
"Oh, uh, yeah, that, well, y'see," Logan cleared his throat a little.
"Like, hey Mr. Logan!" said Kitty, walking out of the kitchen. Thank God she hadn't decided to phase through one of the walls.
"Half-pint," greeted Logan. Kitty smiled, then looked at Mulder and Scully who stood in the main entrance area.
"Like, who're you? Are you someone's parents or something?"
"No, we're FBI agents," said Scully, holding up her badge. Mulder followed suit. Kitty looked horrified.
"So, uh, like, why are you here?" asked Kitty nervously.
"What's you're name?" asked Mulder. Kitty looked up at Logan and he nodded.
"Go ahead, Half-pint."
"My name's Kitty Pryde," she said, a bit angry that they didn't seem fit to answer her question.
"It's nice to meet you, Kitty," said Scully, smiling a little. Kitty nodded.
"Katzchen!" Kitty and Logan whirled, looking up at Kurt's door. Logan glared.
"Go to him, Half-pint," said Logan pointedly. Kitty looked up at him and nodded, running upstairs and opening Kurt's door. She slipped inside just as she heard Mulder yell a goodbye to her. Logan didn't seem to react and Mulder smiled.
"Well, I don't really mean goodbye, I guess. I mean, that's an outside room and on the second floor, there's only one way out again, right? She couldn't just appear in another room whenever she wanted, right Mr. Logan?" Logan nodded. No, she couldn't, but the elf could. He looked back over his shoulder at the closed door.
"Something wrong Mr. Logan?" asked Scully.
"Huh?" he turned back to them. "Oh, uh, no. Look, I don't know what you guys want here, but I don't appreciate you comin' in here and disturbing my students." He tried to sound as teachery as he could.
"Well it's not a school day, is it Mr. Logan?" asked Mulder. Logan glared. Couldn't this have happened on a school day?
"Is there a problem, Logan?" asked the Professor as he wheeled into the room. Logan looked in his direction, thankful.
"No, Charles, I don't think so. These nice people are from the FBI," he said, emphasizing it and looking into Xavier's eyes. He nodded, getting the idea from Logan's mind that they knew or at least had some idea about Kurt.
"Really, well, it's nice to meet you. My name is Professor Charles Xavier. I am the founder of this school," he introduced.
"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Xavier-" began Mulder.
"Professor Xavier," corrected Logan. Mulder looked at him, all his experience telling him not to glare at the scruffy-looking man.
"Yes, Professor Xavier," said Scully, looking at the both of them. "My name is Agent Dana Scully, this is Agent Fox Mulder."
"Ah, how nice. It's always nice to see a young couple who've met on the job," said Charles.
"Oh- we're not married-" said Scully, a bit flustered.
"We're partners, actually," corrected Mulder. "And we're here because we've been investigating the claim of a woman who's seen a demon and were led to your school."
"Claims of a woman in a tabloid are hardly issues for the FBI to be concerned with," said Professor Xavier. Scully agreed fully, but said nothing.
"Yes, well, that's for us to decide, sir," was what she said instead.
"Professor, what do you mean exactly by calling your school the school for 'gifted youngsters?'" asked Mulder.
"Oh, yes, all of my students are very gifted, very talented," said Xavier smoothly. He stopped then, sending a mental message to Kitty.
"Professor? Is something wrong?" asked Mulder, stepping closer to the man in the wheelchair.
"He's fine, just does that sometimes. Just back off, bub, give 'im some space," said Wolverine, wondering what was going on. Xavier seemed to 'come to' again and he looked up at Mulder and Scully's concerned faces, pretending to be disoriented. He smiled.
"Oh, very sorry about that. The doctor says I have a condition, causes me to blank out sometimes.
"Professor! It's Kurt, hurry!" Came Kitty's voice from Kurt's room. The Professor looked up at the closed door to Kurt's room, then back at the agents.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, one of my students has been sick as of late. I believe I should go check on him," said the Professor. "Logan, I think I may need your help, but first show the agents to the door."
"Wait, Professor, I'm a medical doctor. Perhaps I can help?" suggested Scully. She was beginning to believe something was up. These people were acting far too guilty not to be hiding something. Perhaps not a demon, but something.
"No, it's quite all right, really. We have a doctor on staff here. I'm sure it's nothing," assured the Professor.
"Professor, do this student's parents know that he is sick?" asked Mulder as he was ushered toward the door.
"Of course not, they live in Germany, so it would be hard to reach them. However, a letter is currently in the mail. Agents, please, perhaps you can come back some other time, but for now I must go." With that, Professor Xavier wheeled over to the elevator which would take him upstairs. Logan continued to almost push Mulder and Scully out the front door.
"See ya, call next time, huh?" he said. Mulder and Scully nodded as he shut the door in their faces.

A/N: Ta da! Chapter 2! Wow, I didn't really expect the Kurt thing to go on for this long. I also didn't really expect them to find out about the mansion for a few more chapters. Hm. This story seems to like being written and not tell me what it's going to do. I had a good idea in the beginning, but now it's just dragging me around. I'll try to take control of it next chapter, though! Okay, I need you guys help on this one. Which mutant should they have to investigate next? If you guys don't come up with an answer that I can work with, I'll just go with a couple of ideas I already have. R&R please!