A/N: YAY I have my reviewers back!!! At least sahjelm… aceles, where are you??? Oh well. AND YAY TWO TOWERS IS OUT AND IT ROCKS!!! And the preview for ROTK is so fricking awesome! But I already saw it online before new line shut it down!!! Mwahaha…oh yeah the extended TTT looks sweet too! Precious…OK *ahem* yes more questions to answer…Sabere can be pronounced however the heck you want, but I say it "sah-beer" or "sah-behr", I don't really have a specific pronunciation. It doesn't mean anything, but I was trying to go along with knives, swords, SABERS…so I twisted "saber" and got Sabere. And thanks to Bagira my german-knowing reader…haha uh woops…yes I should be using liebe. Yeah, "bodies" sounds slightly weird. Writing more now. *buries face in book to cover blushes*
Sabere awoke on a couch in one of the common rooms. Sunlight was streaming in the window, revealing the group around her. Logan was sitting on a nearby chair, Rogue, Bobby, and Kitty were sitting on the floor, and Storm was standing behind Logan, leaning on his chair. Kurt was balanced on the arm of the couch above Sabere's head. All were watching the television for some reason – it was a senate meeting, not anything interesting. Kurt suddenly noticed she was awake.
"Thank God," he sighed, reaching down and touching her cheek. "We were afraid you wouldn't wake."
"How are you feeling?" Logan asked.
She sat up slowly. Her head started throbbing again and she tensed, thinking she was about to storm again, but she realized it was only dizziness and with Kurt's support, sat up fully. "Head hurts," she grumbled, staring determinedly at the floor and refusing to give in to nausea. "Feel like I'm gonna be sick."
"Let's see…" Storm checked the clock on the wall. Probably the only functional one in the mansion, Sabere thought. "You've been out for nearly seven hours. You probably got the most rest of all of us."
"I don't feel like it," she groaned, massaging her head. "I feel like I'm about to lose control – on more than my powers."
"You lost control in your sleep," Kurt said quietly. "I think you were having a nightmare. You were saying something about…well, Andy. But you didn't do anything bad, Liebe, you just threw some pillows around," he added hastily, seeing her anxious face.
"I don't remember any dreams," she frowned. "And what's Liebe, why do you keep calling me that?"
"It's nothing," he said hurriedly while Logan snickered.
"You speak German?" Sabere asked.
"Yup." Logan folded his arms behind his head. "Let's just say he likes you."
Why, why did she always have to blush? At least Logan wasn't pressing the point too badly. That was the last thing she needed, even if it did lighten her mood a bit.
"Now, about the base," Storm said unexpectedly. "This can't go on much longer – either the drug will wear off or we'll all be killed. We need to get there and get the antidote as soon – "
She broke off as Kurt teleported out of the room.
"Oh, shit." Sabere gasped, sitting up. "He could get stuck at the base!"
"There's nothing we can do about it, lover-girl," Logan sighed. "We have to wait it out."
The room sat in silence, waiting. Everyone looked up as Kurt reappeared, clinging to the ceiling. He held for a moment before dropping back to the floor –
- and vanishing again.
Shouting voices on the TV were drowned out by Rogue's shriek. "Kurt's in the senate meeting!"
"Shit!" Sabere repeated, launching herself towards the television and staring in horror at what was happening onscreen. Everyone watched on borderline panic as Kurt Wagner froze next to the speaking senator. They could all tell he was trying frantically to teleport out, but with no success.
A voice in the meeting – "That's the guy who tried to kill the president!"
"Oh, God, no," Sabere whispered, still staring at the screen.
Military guards were swarming the meeting in seconds. Kurt leaped out of their way, more agile than a cat, but without his teleportation her had no chance. Sure enough, as soon as he was about to reach the doors, one of the soldiers fired a tranquilizer gun and Kurt fell, a crumpled shadow.
"Alright, boys, take him away." The soldiers onscreen surrounded him, obscuring their vision, and moved out of the building with Kurt in tow.
Bobby reached out and turned off the TV, but everyone was still staring at it. Sabere realized she was digging her nails into her own arm, drawing blood. Gingerly she released herself and looked up at the grim faces around her.
"What do we do?" Kitty whispered hoarsely.
They all looked up briefly as an explosion sounded upstairs and pieces of wall fell in front of the window outside, accompanied by a flash of red light that was Scott's beams. Storm shook her head.
"I don't think we can do anything," she said quietly. "Nothing yet…except hope."