I've started to go off my fics in a big way, don't get worried yet though, I promise to finish, erm, most of them at least.

I do not own the x-men

*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

Kurt was asleep when he felt himself being shaken. He'd woken up in the infirmary and had gone besserk when he'd found out that Hannah had been taken back to England against her will.

In fact Kurt had only just managed to get to seep after tossing and turning for several hours.

"Go away!" he groaned

"Kurt! Wake up!" A girls voice hissed

Kurt still refused and began to curl up into a ball

"Fine! I'll get Hannah back myself!"

Kurt's eyes snapped open

"Angela?!" he gasped

"I KNEW that would wake you up! Come on, get into uniform and we're gone" Angela grasped his hand and hauled him out of bed

"Gone where?" he asked

"We're gonna nick the x-jet" Hannah whispered frantically

"My English is limited Angela 'nick' is not in my dictionary" Kurt yawned

"Fine!" Angela sighed "We're gonna steal the x-jet, or borrow it at least"

Kurt stiffened

"What?! Are you crazy?!" He cried

"Keep your voice down idiot!!" Angela hissed "Xavier isn't even TRYING to get Hannah back! I know you can pilot the thing so let's go"

She was so pushy Kurt couldn't believe he was still talking to the meeker twin.

"We can't" He said simply and was surprised when Angela grasped the front of his sleep wear and pulled him towards her so that he could see the anger in her eyes.

"You've never seen what those two...monsters do to her! I have, this isn't a request and if you don't help me I'll pilot the damn thing myself!" Angela's voice was choked with rage and determination

Kurt tried to pull himself away

"But you'd get yourself killed!" He gasped

"I'm already dead if I won't even try to save my own sister" came the furious reply.

There was a split second of silence

"You got you're new uniform on?" Kurt asked hurriedly

"Yes" Angela replied

"Put some normal clothes over the top and meet me at the x-jet in five minutes"

Angela let go of his shirt and breathed a sigh of relief

"Thank you" she whispered and ran out of his room.

*

Kurt turned the jet's main power on and opened the entrance.

"Prepare for take off" he said to Angela as calmly as he could. Kurt hated going against the professor, why was it always the cute girls who talked him into it?

An image of Hannah flashed across his mind (which may have had something to do with Angela)

'This is different' he though 'Hannah may be in trouble, all because of me'

And as they left the ground Kurt wished for the millionth time that he looked normal.

"Thank you for helping me" Angela whispered "You didn't have to"

"Yes I did" Kurt shrugged "I want to save Hannah as much as you do" He caught Angela's eye "I'm sorry, that was insensitive of me. I know you...you know...liked me"

Angela took in that he'd used the past tense and read his mind quickly

"You think you're easy to get over huh?" she asked with a little pity in her voice.

"Why shouldn't I be?" he replied easily "I'm not exactly gonna' win any beauty contests with my looks" Kurt looked at Angela and grinned

"Don't insult yourself like that" Angela sighed

"Sorry, force of habit. I didn't mean to insult you're choice of men"

Angela would have laughed; didn't it cross his mind that maybe she liked him for who he was?

"You know, I've been doing a lot of thinking" she started

"Yes?"

"I was pretty mad that Hannah pipped me at the post"

Kurt started at her blankly

"Okay how about this? Um, she beat me to you"

Kurt nodded slightly

"Well, I started remembering how many times I'd done that to her. I never did it deliberately, honestly, but the guys she had a crush on always went for me" Angela looked down, she felt so ashamed

"How did Hannah always take that?" Kurt asked

"She always seemed so happy for me, I assumed that guys just weren't important to her. I guess that all changed with you though" Angela noticed Kurt blush

"Hannah told me how she always felt guilty about being the favourite," Kurt said

"I wouldn't want to be the favourite any way! I'm not strong enough!" Angela laughed

"Strong enough?"

"Hannah has to go through so much training! And if she doesn't win....."

There was a long silence.

Kurt increased their speed

*

Hannah was going to be in another show next week and she had very little time to practise the moves she was going to have to do.

Hannah's anger towards her parents was replaced with fear the moment they arrived in England, she didn't want to get hit so she became their 'perfect' daughter and did exactly as she was told.

Her body, which had been denied this kind of work out for nearly two weeks was already showing terrifying signs of faltering. Her muscles ached faster, she couldn't bend as much and her balances wobbled. Or maybe it was because she knew that winning this competition would make her life liveable with her parents.

At least until the next show.

Even worse was that she was competing against a Russian. Hannah knew the girl, she was very well trained. If Hannah lost this show her parents would hurt her, call her a failure. They always apologised afterwards, say that they didn't mean it, that they'd never hurt their little star but they'd beat her none the less.

She longed for Xavier's kindness and even more so for Kurt. Her parents had forced her to say 50 times that she felt nothing for 'the beast' as they called him but it hadn't worked.

Maybe the reason she couldn't perform was because it had taken thirty minutes of slaps, hits and beatings to get her to recite those words 50 times. Even though she'd had no choice Hannah still felt as though she had betrayed the only guys she'd cared about in a long time.

Hannah felt red hot tears escape from her eyes.

Please, someone, anyone, save me

*

Angela jolted awake

"You okay?" Kurt asked

"Change the coordinates. We're going to a show" was the only reply he got