RISING TO THE SUNSET

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, they belong to Marvel. 

This is a relatively short chapter…

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Kitty sat at her desk, with the laptop out.  This was not uncommon.  She usually took her notes directly to laptop.  Scott stood at the board writing out a complicated identity.  Kitty was the only person in the class who had gotten it right in the homework.  Suddenly, Kitty's watch began to whir loudly.

"Uh oh," Peter laughed.  "You're in trouble now".

However, Scott did not look up.  In fact, he tensed, gripping the chalkboard ledge.  Kitty silenced the watch and sent the info directly to the laptop where she could more easily keep an eye on it.  His brain waves were spiking, temperature rising, and heart and respiratory rates increasing.  Scott held a hand to his temple.  His hand dropped suddenly, as all heightened data on Kitty's screen died down.  Scott's hand shook as he continued to write.  The bell rang.   Everyone looked up at Scott pensively, knowing better than to just leave at the bell.

"Have a nice day," Scott announced, turning from the board. 

Everyone exchanged puzzled 'No homework?' glances as they exited.  Kitty lingered.  Once everyone else was gone she walked up to Scott's desk and put the laptop down.

"What type of moment was that?"

"Euphoric…clear…no static…"

"Was there contact?"

"Not fully".

"Explain".

"No words.  But her presence…I felt it".

Kitty nodded and scanned the data for similar results.  "You had a number of episodes last night?"

Scott nodded.  'Every time I fell asleep, it jerked me awake.  I don't know, Kitty.  I need to prove this.  I need to find out for sure…one way or the other".

Kitty nodded. "I'll present my data to Dr. McCoy and the Professor and see if they agree with me."

Scott looked at her, and attempted a smile.  Then sharply he looked away, grabbing his head.  Kitty looked at her screen.  Everything was spiking again.

"Kitty!  It's a bad pain this time.  Is the data different?"

"Umm…wow, yeah.  The spikes are much sharper and more defined."

"Is that good?" Scott winced.

 "I don't know.  I think it's a sign of higher level thought, but again, I'm not a professional.  Can you move well enough to come to the Professor with me right now?"

"Yeah" Scott stood up and he and Kitty strode out of the room.

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