"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...

Chapter 14- ("She really hit him with a doozey.")

After the remaining members of the Brotherhood left, the present X-Men gathered around their furry friend.

Evan was the first to speak, "Well, what happened?"

"You guys aren't going to believe zis, but-" he told them all what Tabitha told him.

All of their reactions were on the levels of shock, disbelief, and hatred. All but Kitty's. Her expression was blank as she made her way upstairs to her room. As Scott, Evan, and Jean talked about the new discovery, Kurt BAMFed into Kitty's room. He found her lying on top of her unmade bed holding a plush dragon. She didn't look up when he came into the room.

" Kitty, don't cry," he said, rushing to her side.

"How can I not be cry? How can I not be heart broken? He kissed another girl! Rogue! Of all people," she began to sob, "I hate her!"

"There is no'zzing wrong with Rogue. I bet she didn't even know about you and Lance," he sat beside her, "Kitty, you and Lance were never a couple."

She huffed and turned towards him, "So."

He sighed, "I'm going to pretend zat we never had zis conversation, okay? When you have let zis sink in, we will talk. I'm just gonna go downstairs and-"

"I'm sorry Kurt. It's- it's- oh, forget it," she rolled over, "Turn the light off on your way out."

"Goodnight," he left the room and turned off the light. By the time Kurt got downstairs, Ororo had emerged from the infirmary.

"Children, I expect you to be in bed in the next half hour. Please. No good will come of you if you are just standing around."

"Is she improving at all?" Scott asked.

"She is slowly gaining control of her memory, but it's difficult on both her and the Professor. Lance will be-" she was cut off by her nephew.

"Who asked about that guy?"

"Evan! No matter what, he's a mutant. Even though we aren't on the same team, we have to treat him like with respect," Jean scolded him before Storm got the chance.

"Jean is right. In time of need, we must treat him like an equal. Now all of you, go to bed, please. The Professor doesn't need to be worried about whether or not you kids are getting enough sleep."

They all nodded and made their way upstairs. Once they were out of sight, she made her way back down to the infirmary.

"Any signs of him waking up, Hank?"

The blue man turned around, "There is some movement. I expect him to be fully recovered by this time tomorrow afternoon. If were lucky, it'll be tomorrow morning."

"Excellent."

"The strange thing is that she took in a lot of his life force. More than she usually would for the short amount to time they made contact. She must have been storing her powers. Anytime she touched someone it would be put away for later use. She really hit him with a doozey."

"I agree with your theory. She has absorbed this boy on a previous occasion and he seemed to bounce back from it fairly quickly," she paused and moved the hair away from Lance's closed eyes, "He's very strong- physically, emotionally, and mentally. He takes care of those Brotherhood kids by himself."

"That's way too much responsibility for a kid his age."

"I know, but he loves them. They are his family, even Rogue was at one point. It's just such a shame he is on the wrong side."

"To him, it's the right one," he smiled and went back to observing the boy.

Storm, on the other hand, made her way to the area where the Professor was working with Rogue. She watched through the large window between the two rooms. The girl was laying on a table, her arms and legs bounded to the corners. The Professor was behind her head with his hands hovering beside each ear. Both of them had looks of stress written all over their faces, "Its gonna be a long night."

To be continued-