Chapter 7 Wanda vs. Laura

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"Whatcha wanna see Kurt for?" asked Todd.

"I needed to give him some papers that he let me study in study hall. He forgot to take them back."

"Oh, sure," said Todd. "I'll take you there." He grabbed Laura and hopped her right up to Kurt's room's door, and then hopped back to the entry, before Scott could say anything.

"Hmmm..." thought Laura. "He's next on my list. With such powerful legs, he must be very good in..."

"Hallo?" asked Kurt as he opened the door. "You!"

Laura grabbed Kurt and pushed him into his room. "Silly little elf!" she purred. "Thought you could escape me!" Then she looked to her right. On the floor was a game of Chinese checkers, and sitting next to it was a little girl who looked a lot - a whole lot - like Kurt.

"You have a sister?" asked Laura, not losing her seductive tone.

"Er... yes, actually, but she's not her - she's not she - she's not my sister."

Laura narrowed her eyes and asked another question. "Niece, then?"

Kurt wasn't certain what to do. If he acknowledged T.J. as his daughter, it would be problematic. If he didn't, though, she might not understand why and get offended. As it was, the decision was out of his hands.

"I'm his daughter."

Laura choked. "She's - she's got to be five at least! How... oh my... you had sex when you were..."

"She's only three-and-a-half months old. She ages qvickly," said Kurt without thinking.

"Daddy, what is sex?" asked T.J.

"It's what Kurt and I are going to do!" smiled Laura.

"No, ve are not."

"Are you gonna get naked?" asked T.J.

"It depends," purred Laura, "is that how he wants it?"

"Nein!" Kurt was bristling. "go avay!"

Laura was very good at intuiting things, and she realized that Kurt's daughter was a secret from much of the outside world. "I'd love to know a little more about your daughter," said Laura. "You really should talk about her more at school, or maybe I will tell everyone what a nice little daughter you have."

"Leave her out of zis."

"Well, there's no reason for the school to know. Not if you're really, really nice to me."

T.J. was aghast. Her telepathic powers, however slight, were enough to read thoughts that were projecting as loudly as Laura's. And what Laura was planning on doing to Kurt was icky. T.J. scampered off to tell her mother.

"Blackmail is a very bad idea," hissed Kurt. A sudden very strong paternal instinct was taking over. No one, but no one, threatened to expose his daughter to the world. If need be, he would grab Laura in a big bear hug, and teleport around the yard until he found out exactly how many rapid consecutive teleports it took to kill someone.

Laura, however, was determined to intimidate Kurt and had no concept of how heavily instincts could weigh on him if he let them. Like Logan and Rahne, he was deep down a little animalistic and could go crazy if provoked enough. But Laura simply assumed he was too rational to ever consider hurting her, because of all the repercussions. What she didn't count on, of course, is that logic could be pushed aside with a strong enough provocation.

"Oh, come on. Just one time, and I'll go away." Laura had no idea who the mother was, and didn't plan on breaking the family up. She wanted to add Kurt to her "collection" and then move on. She got bored easily and rarely "collected" the same person twice.

"Zreaten mein tochter again and I vill kill you." Kurt was suddenly looking very animalistic now, and Laura was finally a little frightened.

"Take a number," came a voice. It was Wanda. Holding up her hands, she used her mutant abilities to make Laura trip and fall on her back. "Listen, you little tramp. You like being in bed? If I catch you near Kurt again I can make it so that you'll be in bed for a long time. And your only companion will be your IV drip tube. Understand? To show she meant it, Wanda caused Laura's right wrist to sprain.

"Ahhhh..." Laura screamed.

"Leave, now!" Wanda had never looked so angry in her life, except of course on matters involving her father or brother. Laura took one look at her and ran away as fast as she could.

T.J. ran into the room. "Mommy, I saw things. Icky things."

"Where?" Wanda asked sharply.

"In... in dat girl's head. She was thinking about - icky things."

Wanda sighed. This was not how she wanted her daughter to discover about the birds and the bees. For that matter, she was about three years younger than Wanda had hoped her to be when they had this little talk. Actually, she was about nine to ten years younger, but Wanda was already thinking about her in terms of the age she appeared to be.

Suddenly the phone rang. Wanda picked it up and answered it. "Hello. Who is this? Oh, Kurt, it's one of your friends. He wants to talk with you."

"Hello, Kurt," came the voice from the other end of the line. "How are you doing?"

"Who are you?"

The voice suddenly changed. "I guess you learn to disguise your voice when living with a shape-shifter, don't you?"

"Graydon?"

"What?" shrieked Wanda.

"Listen, Kurt, don't tell her what I tell you. Tell her that I am just calling to say hello and that I am confused about being the half-brother of a mutant. Oh, yeah, and I need advice."

Kurt gave Wanda the information.

"Now, Kurt, listen carefully. I have Pietro. Come and see me, alone, and I will release him to you. Otherwise, I will kill him."

"Vhy?"

"I needed to talk to you. I have a proposition for you, a way to save your daughter from the holocaust to come. But I needed insurance that you would see me. Tell no one."

Kurt thought for a second. He had been down this road before with the Red Skull. Yet, he couldn't let Pietro die on account of his fears.

"How do I know..." Kurt stopped himself. "How do I know that you are being truthful about your confusion?"

Graydon nodded on the other side of the line. "Ah, you mean how do you know that I have Pietro?" He put Pietro on the line.

"Help!" hollered Quicksilver. "Someone help me!"

"Oh, if that doesn't convince you, I searched his body for identifying marks. He has a scar on his right outer thigh. He says he received it in a fishing accident - his hook caught on his leg."

Kurt frowned. He would have to find a way to verify this with Wanda without her finding out about Graydon kidnapping him.

"Okay, so what did you want to tell me?"

"Meet me at Murphy's Dock in fifteen minutes."

"Okay, vell see ya, bye-bye."

"Good-bye."

Kurt looked at Wanda. "Na... Graydon just wanted to say 'Hi.' He's really confused." Kurt scurried away.

Talia looked at her mother. "He's scared. Murphy's Dock."

They told Scott, and he decided to make certain that Kurt didn't go. In five minutes, everyone in the mansion knew, and they decided to send a small team, consisting of Kitty, Wanda, and Remy, to the dock to scout things out.

As for Lance and Todd, they were angry with Fred. He had assumed that Pietro was just yelling because he was happy and that the red car had belonged to a girl. Suddenly it became clear that Pietro had not spent the night "fast, furious, and often," as he so often said, and as Fred had assumed.

Unfortunately, no one could find Kurt and it became very clear that he had already teleported to Murphy's Dock to meet Graydon.

They all rushed to get there in time, but all they could see as they got there was a red car peeling away. It appeared that Kurt had been kidnapped.