Part 4: The Wounds That Don't Heal
"Logan, get me the arm sling." Moira instructed.
Logan walked up to her and Kurt and handed to her.
"Here you go, Kurt." Moira said soothingly to him, as she helped place his broke arm on it.
"Dank you, Moira." Kurt whispered.
Logan sighed as he looked around the medical lab. Both Kurt and Hank had been treated for their injures. Rogue was asleep in one of the beds, she had been giving strict orders to rest, and Moira had given her a sedative.
The only ones that weren't there were Kitty and Pete. Being that neither was injured, they had decided to go out for a walk.
"We were lucky." Logan muttered.
"Aye." Moira agreed, "If Black Air were more prepared, they would've taken you down with out a sweat."
"What happened with the Professor?" Hank asked.
"He wanted to come." Logan said. "But I told him, that it was bad enough with us here. And I reminded him that the X-Men are in public eye, we cannot afford to bring too much attention to our selves."
Hank nodded, "It's for the best. It wouldn't do much good anyways, being that we're leaving tomorrow after we get some rest."
Logan sighed, "I'm not sure it's a good idea to leave so early."
Hank frowned, confused, "Why ever not?"
"Because, what happens next time Black Air pulls another stunt?" Logan said, "They're still out there free."
"But we beat them." Kurt interjected. "They were easy! It's the end we'll see of them."
Logan leaned against the wall, "I have a feeling that this was defiantly not the end, and next time, it won't be as easy."
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Kitty and Pete stood next to each other, on one of Muir Island's cliffs, staring out to the ocean.
"It's so beautiful." Whispered Kitty as she looked out to the ocean, with the dark gray clouds hovering above them.
"Yeah." Agreed Pete, as he stared at her.
Kitty turned to look at him, and blushed when she realized he was talking about her.
"Wow, Wisdom, didn't picture you the sappy type."
Pete smiled, "What can I say. You bring out the worst out of me."
Kitty laughed, "You're quite a character Wisdom. I can't wait 'till the others meet you, they're going to be wishing I was still with La-". She suddenly stopped, "Um, never mind."
"It's okay, luv, I know about him." Pete said as he softly touched her arm.
Kitty looked at him, confused, "How do you---Kurt."
"Don't be mad at him, Pryde." Pete smiled, "I can be very persuasive."
Kitty pondered on that for a moment, then realizing, "You threatened him."
Pete smiled innocently, "Who me?" He then winked at her, obviously indicating that he had.
"You threatened my friend to find out about me ex-boyfriends." Kitty asked amused.
"Well, kind of," Pete shrugged, "He was telling me about you, but then I knew he wasn't telling me something, then I threatened."
Kitty raised an eyebrow, "Oh, that makes all better."
"Well, can you blame me?" He asked.
"Blame you for what?"
"Blame me for doing whatever I could to get to know you better."
Kitty shrugged, "Why do you want to know about me anyways."
"I've been wondering that myself." He paused before he started explaining, "You see, I've never care about anybody."
"What about you family?" She asked softly.
Pete snorted in amusement, "What family? Me mum's is dead, me dad blames me for her death. Or me sister, who is ashamed of me, and hasn't talked to me since I joined Black Air."
"Well, maybe now that you out of Black Air..."
Pete shook his head, "No, she hates me now, forever."
"How can you be so sure?" Kitty persisted.
Pete looked down, ashamed, "'Cause Moira tried calling her for me, to tell her I was here and all. And do you know what Romany said? She told Moira, 'My brother is dead.'" Pete said angrily, "Dead! That's why I never cared about anyone, and no one cares about me!"
Kitty gave him a deepened look of sympathy, as she reached over and pulled him in her arms, "That not true, Pete. You sister was wrong to do that. And I care about you, I know I barely know you, but I care about you."
Pete looked into her eyes, and realized she was being genuine, but yet there was no pity, which was good, because the last thing he wanted was pity.
"Thanks, Pryde." Pete whispered.
"Anytime." Kitty whispered back.
Slowly, they started leaning into each other, but before their lips could touch they were interrupted by a 'bamf' sound and a cloud of smoke. Kitty, out of instinct, phased, passing right through Pete.
"Hey, you guys." Kurt said, "Here you guys are. I was looking for you everywhere." His smiled faded, "Pete, are you...growling?"
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Lance sat up gasping, sweat covering his face. He turned to look at his alarm clock next to his bed, and realized it was the middle of the night.
He flopped back, tiredly rubbing his face as he tried to remember his nightmare. But it was useless.
He sighed and got up to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water, while he began to wonder what Kitty was doing.
He first discovered she left to recruit a mutant, from Toad, who had eavesdropped two of the new mutants.
And then before he went to bed that night, he had heard from the news, what Kitty was up to.
'I hope you're okay, Kitten.' Lance thought to himself. Even though he and Kitty had broken up, that didn't change his feelings for her. He still loved her, and it was killing him. Everyday, he had fought the urge to call her, but his pride always got the best of him. And now, that he didn't care about his pride, he couldn't call 'cause of Pietro.
When he finally reached the kitchen he was surprised to find Pietro pacing in the dark.
Lance switched on the light, and Pietro jumped. "AH!" Pietro yelled, then glared as he realized who it was, "What do you think you're doing Lance?"
Lance raised an amused eyebrow, "I could ask the same thing. What's wrong Pietro, got a decline for the calendar for "Hottest Mutants"?" He laughed as he reached for a cup in the cabinet.
Pietro glared, "No, I haven't gotten a reply yet, but I'm sure I'm in."
Lance looked at him confused, "You mean there's really a "Hottest Mutants" calendar? I was only joking."
"This isn't a joking time!" Pietro ranted, "Don't you understand the crises at hand?" He asked waving his arms around dramatically.
"What are you yapping about?" Lance asked as he moved the now water filled glass to his mouth.
"Gambit was mutant-napped!!!!!!" Pietro yelled.
"What?" Lance gave him his best 'are-you-crazy' look.
Pietro sighed, "He's been missing for a week. My father and his brotherhood have been looking for him. He said that it seemed like there was a struggle in Gambit's room. And Gambit's my father's favorite!" Pietro yelled.
Lance noticed the slight pain in Pietro's eyes at the mention of Gambit being Magneto's favorite. "So, who do you guys think took him?" He asked.
Pietro looked at him, with wide eyes, "Some one who's very brave....and very stupid."
"Logan, get me the arm sling." Moira instructed.
Logan walked up to her and Kurt and handed to her.
"Here you go, Kurt." Moira said soothingly to him, as she helped place his broke arm on it.
"Dank you, Moira." Kurt whispered.
Logan sighed as he looked around the medical lab. Both Kurt and Hank had been treated for their injures. Rogue was asleep in one of the beds, she had been giving strict orders to rest, and Moira had given her a sedative.
The only ones that weren't there were Kitty and Pete. Being that neither was injured, they had decided to go out for a walk.
"We were lucky." Logan muttered.
"Aye." Moira agreed, "If Black Air were more prepared, they would've taken you down with out a sweat."
"What happened with the Professor?" Hank asked.
"He wanted to come." Logan said. "But I told him, that it was bad enough with us here. And I reminded him that the X-Men are in public eye, we cannot afford to bring too much attention to our selves."
Hank nodded, "It's for the best. It wouldn't do much good anyways, being that we're leaving tomorrow after we get some rest."
Logan sighed, "I'm not sure it's a good idea to leave so early."
Hank frowned, confused, "Why ever not?"
"Because, what happens next time Black Air pulls another stunt?" Logan said, "They're still out there free."
"But we beat them." Kurt interjected. "They were easy! It's the end we'll see of them."
Logan leaned against the wall, "I have a feeling that this was defiantly not the end, and next time, it won't be as easy."
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Kitty and Pete stood next to each other, on one of Muir Island's cliffs, staring out to the ocean.
"It's so beautiful." Whispered Kitty as she looked out to the ocean, with the dark gray clouds hovering above them.
"Yeah." Agreed Pete, as he stared at her.
Kitty turned to look at him, and blushed when she realized he was talking about her.
"Wow, Wisdom, didn't picture you the sappy type."
Pete smiled, "What can I say. You bring out the worst out of me."
Kitty laughed, "You're quite a character Wisdom. I can't wait 'till the others meet you, they're going to be wishing I was still with La-". She suddenly stopped, "Um, never mind."
"It's okay, luv, I know about him." Pete said as he softly touched her arm.
Kitty looked at him, confused, "How do you---Kurt."
"Don't be mad at him, Pryde." Pete smiled, "I can be very persuasive."
Kitty pondered on that for a moment, then realizing, "You threatened him."
Pete smiled innocently, "Who me?" He then winked at her, obviously indicating that he had.
"You threatened my friend to find out about me ex-boyfriends." Kitty asked amused.
"Well, kind of," Pete shrugged, "He was telling me about you, but then I knew he wasn't telling me something, then I threatened."
Kitty raised an eyebrow, "Oh, that makes all better."
"Well, can you blame me?" He asked.
"Blame you for what?"
"Blame me for doing whatever I could to get to know you better."
Kitty shrugged, "Why do you want to know about me anyways."
"I've been wondering that myself." He paused before he started explaining, "You see, I've never care about anybody."
"What about you family?" She asked softly.
Pete snorted in amusement, "What family? Me mum's is dead, me dad blames me for her death. Or me sister, who is ashamed of me, and hasn't talked to me since I joined Black Air."
"Well, maybe now that you out of Black Air..."
Pete shook his head, "No, she hates me now, forever."
"How can you be so sure?" Kitty persisted.
Pete looked down, ashamed, "'Cause Moira tried calling her for me, to tell her I was here and all. And do you know what Romany said? She told Moira, 'My brother is dead.'" Pete said angrily, "Dead! That's why I never cared about anyone, and no one cares about me!"
Kitty gave him a deepened look of sympathy, as she reached over and pulled him in her arms, "That not true, Pete. You sister was wrong to do that. And I care about you, I know I barely know you, but I care about you."
Pete looked into her eyes, and realized she was being genuine, but yet there was no pity, which was good, because the last thing he wanted was pity.
"Thanks, Pryde." Pete whispered.
"Anytime." Kitty whispered back.
Slowly, they started leaning into each other, but before their lips could touch they were interrupted by a 'bamf' sound and a cloud of smoke. Kitty, out of instinct, phased, passing right through Pete.
"Hey, you guys." Kurt said, "Here you guys are. I was looking for you everywhere." His smiled faded, "Pete, are you...growling?"
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Lance sat up gasping, sweat covering his face. He turned to look at his alarm clock next to his bed, and realized it was the middle of the night.
He flopped back, tiredly rubbing his face as he tried to remember his nightmare. But it was useless.
He sighed and got up to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water, while he began to wonder what Kitty was doing.
He first discovered she left to recruit a mutant, from Toad, who had eavesdropped two of the new mutants.
And then before he went to bed that night, he had heard from the news, what Kitty was up to.
'I hope you're okay, Kitten.' Lance thought to himself. Even though he and Kitty had broken up, that didn't change his feelings for her. He still loved her, and it was killing him. Everyday, he had fought the urge to call her, but his pride always got the best of him. And now, that he didn't care about his pride, he couldn't call 'cause of Pietro.
When he finally reached the kitchen he was surprised to find Pietro pacing in the dark.
Lance switched on the light, and Pietro jumped. "AH!" Pietro yelled, then glared as he realized who it was, "What do you think you're doing Lance?"
Lance raised an amused eyebrow, "I could ask the same thing. What's wrong Pietro, got a decline for the calendar for "Hottest Mutants"?" He laughed as he reached for a cup in the cabinet.
Pietro glared, "No, I haven't gotten a reply yet, but I'm sure I'm in."
Lance looked at him confused, "You mean there's really a "Hottest Mutants" calendar? I was only joking."
"This isn't a joking time!" Pietro ranted, "Don't you understand the crises at hand?" He asked waving his arms around dramatically.
"What are you yapping about?" Lance asked as he moved the now water filled glass to his mouth.
"Gambit was mutant-napped!!!!!!" Pietro yelled.
"What?" Lance gave him his best 'are-you-crazy' look.
Pietro sighed, "He's been missing for a week. My father and his brotherhood have been looking for him. He said that it seemed like there was a struggle in Gambit's room. And Gambit's my father's favorite!" Pietro yelled.
Lance noticed the slight pain in Pietro's eyes at the mention of Gambit being Magneto's favorite. "So, who do you guys think took him?" He asked.
Pietro looked at him, with wide eyes, "Some one who's very brave....and very stupid."