To Touch Is To Heal
by: QuasiAngel

Disclaimer: Evo belong to Marvel... I'm just using them in an evil plot to make animated character do what I please... -and I'm not making any money off of it, so HA!

Note: I know the last chapter was kinda short... This one will be better.

Chapter 7- (Do you know how dangerous she is?)



Lance awoke at 7 in the next morning, waking the sleeping bodies of the Brotherhood house. The only two that awoke were Rogue and Pietro.

So, why are we up this early? Rogue asked from the kitchen doorway dressed in jeans, cute shirt and long gloves what almost touched her sleeves... Something Tabitha gave her.

Lance turned to answer her, but was taken away by her non-characteristical wardrobe, Uh, Professor Xavier wants to see you.

From tha' Xavier Institute?

he answered her, handing her a cup of coffee.

Is he gonna take me away? she asked, worry evident on her face.

No, he just wants to talk to you. To see how you're doin', he said with a smile.

Good. Ah like it here.

Lance frowned and turned his eyes towards his cup. He hadn't told her she would have to leave. He also recalled that he may not even have to tell her. Once she regains her memories, she's going to want to leave anyway, just like before.

Yo Lance, what's wrong?

He looked up to see Pietro and Rogue staring at him, both with curious faces.

Uh, nothing. I guess I should make some coffee for the Professor, he turned and did so.

Meanwhile, Rogue and Pietro sat at the lop-sided kitchen table together.

So, what's this Professor guy like? she asked her white-haired companion.

He's an okay guy. He's very- he paused,

She couldn't help but laugh, No, for real. What's he like?

Well, he's a nice guy. Very strict, too. He can do this thing with his mi-

Pietro, can you help me for a minute! Lance shouted.

He shrugged and made his way over to the sink where Lance was washing a coffee mug.

What do you want? I was just about to tell Rogue about-

I know. I think we should leave that to the Prof, Lance responded.

You didn't tell her yet, did you? Pietro whispered.

There was silence.

he said in a rapid whisper.

Before he could respond, there was a knock at the door.

Ah'll get it! Rogue called from the table, getting up and walking to the front door.

When she opened it, she was greeted by three people. One man was older then the two, blad and in a wheelchair. The other man was short, muscular, and very gruff. The last individual was a graceful looking African American woman with white hair.

she said with a bright smile, You must be Professor Xavier, she stepped aside and motioned for them to come in.

It took a few seconds for the visitors in the doorway to react. Never had they seen Rogue be this friendly. Especially at 8 in the morning.

Ah wasn't told that there were gonna be others seein' me, she said as they walked in, Ah hope Lance made enough coffee.

That's quite alright, Rogue. I thought that they should come with me. This young woman is Ororo Munroe. And behind me is Logan.

she said with a cheerful smile, Nice to meet ya'll! Have Ah met ya'll before?

Yes Rogue. They live at the Institute as well. They are your trainers and teachers.

It's nice to see you are safe and sound, Rogue, Ororo said.

And in a good mood, Logan added with a smirk.

Rogue smiled a confused smile and lead the three to the kitchen.

You know Lance and Pietro?

Yes, we have met on may occasions. How are you Lance, Pietro? asked the Professor.

I'm goin' for a run. I'll be back, he said quickly as he walked out of the kitchen and out of the front door.

Now then, let's get this started. I'm sure you don't want to spend your vacation talking to me, the Professor said, Rogue? May we speak to Lance alone for a moment?

Sure, Ah'll be in the livin' room when you need me, she said with a broad smile.

Once she was out of the room, the Professor spoke again.

How is she progressing, Lance?

Still nothing.

Have you told her anything yet? Logan asked, taking a step towards the young man.

Well, I told her about school and that she lives with you and about living here.

Have you told the girl about her mutation? Ororo asked, raising an eyebrow.

There was a long silence in the room. All eyes were on Lance and his eyes were fixated on the floor. Suddenly, he was grabbed by the collar and forcfully pushed against the rusty refridgerator door.

Yo man! What the hell? You don't come into MY house and start pushing ME around!

Look punk! You better answer the lady, the Wolverine side of Logan showing.

No! I haven't, he said.

Are you crazy, boy? Do you know how dangerous she is? Storm asked, stepping towards him.

Look, I told her to wear the gloves. I thought she would just learn on her own.

Logan, please. Put the boy down, Xavier demanded and Logan did so, Lance, it was not wise to hide her mutation or our mutations from her. After we leave, I expect you to tell her about it. And tell her about the other's abilities. Now, I would like to speak to her. Would you please bring her in Ms. Munroe. Lance, would you excuse us?

Yeah, whatever. I'll be upstairs, as he walked out of the room, he passed Rogue and Ororo on thier way in. He could tell from the look on her face that she was unsure. He mouth the words, It'll be okay' and walked up to his room.

About an hour passed before he heard the knock on his door. It was Rogue. He knew she was coming, for the Professor said his good-byes telepathically. He didn't want to open the door. He liked to try to keep his promises, even with the X-Men. He sighed, got up, and opened the door for her. She had a bag in her hand and a fake smile on her face.

They're gone. They didn't say good-bye to you. Don't you think that's kinda rude?

Nah, we usually aren't on speaking terms, he said, opening the door wider so she could enter, We need to talk.

To be continued-