A/N- Guess what? I have news that is totally double cool with knobs (real good)! Not only did I find a song for this chapter but I also found a pocket French Dictionary so I can work on Remy's accent. Granted, it prolly won't be perfect but who is? Oh and this chap. has a tad bit of coarse language and a hair of innuendo. ((I have downloaded this chapter several times and I cannot seem to get it to format right. So, If it looks all screwy and there are no breaks in paragraphs just know it is because I used a really old version of word and I can't seem to get it to work. I promise to do better next time!)) Once I know who I'm not then I'll know who I am, but I know I won't keep on playing the Victim. Once the group arrived at the hotel, they started to plan how to break in. "We'll take the frog at the door captive." Jubilee said easily. "This isn't capture the flag." Wolverine started. "If we want in, we are going to have to get through those doors without a fight. Otherwise, he'll call for reinforcements and we'll never get to the senator." "Besides, He's a toad." Callie hissed, and before anyone could say anything else she whispered, "Now you can see the plan." She walked until she was sure Toad could see her. The X-men watched from the shadows. Callie strutted to the corner of the street. She (very seductively) applied red lipstick and turned back toward the hotel. She looked at Toad and smiled wide. She reached up and let her long hair down. Twirling a piece of it around her finger, she walked (swaying her hips enough to make Scott very nervous) up to Toad. He looked her up and down.

"Can I help you?" he asked eagerly.

Callie nodded and pouted her lips. "I'm lost."

He chuckled. Callie blushed. "Has anyone ever told you how handsome you are?" she said, forcing Toad to turn his back to the X-men's hiding spot. She rested her hands on his shoulders. She stared straight at him and at the same time motioned for the X-men to make their way to the back door behind Toad. "What's your name?" She said softly. He leaned toward her.

"They call me Toad."

Callie feigned interest. "That's unusual." Just then Jubilee loudly tripped on a rock.

"What was that?" Toad said suddenly and as he turned to see, Callie kissed him.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment. They pulled away and Toad had a really pleased look on his face. Then he looked very sick and passed out on the ground. Callie rushed to the gutter and vomited. She hastily wiped the lipstick off of her lips, being very careful not to get any in her mouth.

"What just happened here?" Scott wondered aloud.

"The lipstick," Callie started before wretching again. "It's laced with poison."

Bobby's eyes widened. Scott looked at Callie for a moment. "Not the best plan ever. But effective. Next time you pull that one I suggest you find someone who brushes their teeth at least once every couple of years."

At that, Callie puked again.

{Later, after the toad-induced nausea subsided}

Kitty phased Bobby and Callie up to the top floor. **Iceman? Do read? Over.** Bobby looked at his radio for a second. "Do they have to do that 'over' crap?" Callie asked. "Standard procedure." Kitty replied, to which Bobby rolled his eyes and replied.. **Yeah Jubes, nothin' on the top floor. Anything down there?** **No, over.** "She sounds like a flaming dumba---"Callie was cut off by Bobby's hand clamping over her mouth. He put his finger on his lips to indicate quiet. He motioned toward the hallway. Nothing. They waited a few more minutes. Still Nothing. Then a small mouse ran out from behind a plant. Kitty let out an earsplitting scream. "First, I am now deaf thank-you Kitty. Second, How did you hear a rat?" Callie asked sardonically. Ignoring her question, The group pressed on. Eventually, they had covered several floors. The group was losing count. "Was that nine or ten floors now?" Callie asked as they yet again hopped on the elevator. "That was the tenth." Kitty replied. For a moment the team held their breath. The elevator stopped as if it wasn't going any farther. Bobby made an annoyed look. He hauled out the radio. **Guys?** **{{Silence}}** **Hello?** **{{Silence}}** **Over?** **{{Nothing}}** "Must not get service in an elevator shaft." Kitty shrugged. Then suddenly realizing the stupidity of their actions she demanded, "Why are we taking an elevator? I could have just phased us downstairs!" "We wanted you to save your strength for the battle?" Callie replied sheepishly. Kitty grabbed Callie and Bobby and proceeded to phase (Or drag as it was) them through the wall. "Floor 13" the sign read. They walked a little further until they came to a large room. It was filled with several large stakes on which Cyclops, Storm and Rogue were all tied to. There were piles of wood at the base of the stakes and they were all bound, gagged, and blindfolded (presumably to keep Cyclops from cutting the ropes that bound them). "What is going on here?" Kitty asked. "I was about to have a barbecue. Wouldn't you like to join?" Pyro replied emerging form the shadows. "Jackass." Callie sneered. "Drama Queen." He scowled. He lit a small flame with his lighter and shot it at the post. The three stakes with Rogue, Cyclops and Storm were instantly ablaze. Pyro laughed at the shocked faces of Kitty and Iceman. He turned to toss a well-placed flame at them but Callie jumped in between them. The flame hit her with enough strength to knock her off of her feet. She had sent the flame back, but not with out effort. She scrambled to her feet. Iceman was busy trying to put out the flames. Kitty was now fighting Pyro and losing badly. Hand to hand combat was John's strong suit. Callie knew that. She really didn't want to try and fight him but he was seriously beating up Kitty. Here goes nohtin' She thought pushing a barely conscious Kitty out of the way and the fray began. Punch, punch block. Block duck punch. This could go on for a while. %% Pyro had been quite taken aback by the first sight of Callie. She looked different than the girl he left so long ago. He eyes were wild and fierce. She didn't look like she needed defending anymore. Then John remembered that Callie was one of the best actresses around. Probably still the same weak child she was before, He thought. Then she started to fight, First with their powers and then in hand-to-hand combat. She was blocking his punches and throwing a few herself. This really wasn't the same girl. His thoughts made him hesitate a second and Callie landed a punch to the side of his face. He stumbled back for a second, hardly believing what had just happened. Callie was glaring at him and looking as if she was ready for round two. Meanwhile, The part of the brotherhood had appeared with Gambit and Jubilee. Wolverine was still fighting a part of the faction on the first floor. Avalanche and Quicksilver had now joined the fray. Everyone was now off of his or her stakes and their fires put out. Everyone was fighting. Mystique appeared. "We've got what we need. Let's go." The brotherhood immediately retreated from their fights. John raced out the door. He had the beginnings of a black eye and his nose was bleeding. It felt broken. Callie had sustained minor injuries for the most part, but her side hurt badly, especially when she tried to move. The trio who had been attached to the stake had some minor burns between them, nothing serious. Gambit had a nice slice missing from his arm. Wolverine, Iceman and Jubilee were no where to be found. Kitty was rubbing her shoulder wincing.

"Ugh," Callie said trying to push herself from the floor. Scott helped her to her feet. "Where's Bobby?" she said suddenly.

"Jubilee was worried about Wolverine. She and Bobby got me to phase them down to the ground level. On the way back up Avalanche hit my shoulder." Kitty explained, still rubbing the place where she was injured.

The group rushed downstairs. Wolverine was there to meet them. Thanks to his healing factor, he was fine. Bobby was banged up pretty bad though. Wolverine was trying to support Bobby around his shoulder. Gambit rushed forward to help Wolverine. Bobby groaned in pain.  They later found Jubilee locked in a closet.

{Later that night after they returned to the mansion}

Callie crept around the mansion. It was late. Scott had given her very specific orders. He had told her to go to bed. He had said go straight to bed. And here she was, going straight to the med lab. Yeah she was gonna be in serious trouble. But she had to know, was Bobby Ok? He was her new confidante and she had gotten rather worried when Bobby went unconsious on the plane and then woke up to relapse in the hallway. She sneaked* around the corner only to hear:

"Yeah, It's ok."

"Thanks I would really be upset if anything happened to him. Especially since this whole mess is HER fault."

The last bit was Jubilee. Callie was unsure who the first sentence had been. She slid around the corner. Rogue stood guarding the door.

"Ah have strict orders that if ah see ya' to have ya' reported."

"Really. Reported? Has Scott forgotten that I am eighteen?"

"No, He said if  ah saw you to send you to bed. It is Jubilee who wants you 'reported'" And at this, Rogue put up her fingers to do air-quotes for reported. "She didn't say who to 'report' ya' to" She added with more air-quotes and a smile. "Ah guess you're off the hook. If ah were you tho' ah'd steer clear of her. She's on the warpath."

"But Bobby, I thought--"

"Visit him tomorrow. Around five Jubilee has danger room. Ah'll make sure she doesn't walk in on you." Rogue gave her a serious look. Just as she finished this Jubilee walked out of the lab.

"Don't you have a bed time." She snarled to Callie.

"Don't you know anyone else to annoy?" Callie replied coolly, turning on her heels and walking back toward her room. She glanced over her shoulder to give another scathing look to Jubilee but she was already gone. Instead, She ran into something, or somebody.

"I'm very sorry. Excuse me." Callie said softly, coming face to face with a pair of golden eyes.

"I don't believe ve have met. I am Kurt." He replied extending a three fingered hand.

Callie was taken aback for a moment. It wasn't because he was blue it was because something about him fascinated her. At that very moment, her telepathy went haywire. She clutched her head and moaned softly.

"Are you alright?" He whispered. He gently touched her face.

"Yeah I've just got a little headache. I'm fine really." Callie said quickly. She forced herself to her feet. "A ah.. Ok, maybe I'm not alright." She said clutching her side. She had forgotten that Pyro had landed such a solid punch to her side.

"Maybe you should visit the med lab." Kurt replied. Callie looked up to reply but over Kurt's shoulder she saw the one thing she feared more than Jubilee. Scott.

"Callista Raeanne Harper-Summers!" Scott said sternly. "What happened to straight to bed?"

Callie winced at the use of her entire nine-syllable name, and then she winced at the fact that her side was now ablaze with pain. She tried to ignore it. "I'm going. Nice to meet you Kurt." She added nodding at Kurt. He smiled.

Scott slipped his arm around her shoulder lovingly as they started to walk together. "I don't mean to be all parenty." Callie raised her eyebrows at him, or tried at least. Her side was hurting so badly now that even raising her eyebrows was work. Not to mention her throbbing headache. Scott continued, "It's just sometimes Jean would get really bad migraines if she was stressed. I happen to know that with one of your friends in the med lab in pretty serious condition, you are probably a little bit stressed." Callie looked Scott dead in the eye.

"I think my head may explode."

"I have no sympathy for you. You should have listened." He faked a serious look and then kissed her forehead. "I think this is your stop." He said turning to her bedroom door. "Go to sleep. For real this time." He hugged her and Callie smiled. She walked in the room and flopped on the bed, asleep before she even hit the pillow. *believe it or not Snuck is not a word. Thank-you Jennifer Garner.