A/N:  Thank you!  ^-^

Disclaimer:  Still wishin'.

~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~

It was late in the morning.  What had been left of the party wrapped up and everyone was passed out sleeping in.  Kitty never came out of the room.  She didn't know how to deal with the two guys.  Rogue and Remy rejoined each other and got cozy.  Scott and Jean never made it off the couch.  Kurt and Wanda stayed up most of the night… talking.  Peter had fallen asleep waiting for Kitty to come downstairs.  Pietro crashed in an armchair instead of making it to his room.  Todd passed out face down on the dinning room table.  Sam slept in one of the other armchairs. Jamie ended up falling asleep on the other couch.  The rest could be found in the rooms upstairs.

~-~-~-~

Amara woke up head pounding.  She groaned as she started to get up.  It took her a minute to realize that she wasn't in her room or even at the mansion.  There was a noise from a lump next to her under the blanket.  Her eyes widened.  She remembered about the party than about… she pulled the covers to reveal the sleeping Aussie next to her.

"Oh no,"

~-~-~-~

Lance and Star were passed out on the bed.  They had spent the whole night locked in that room together and now neither one of them wanted to get up.  They were too comfortable.

"What time is it?"

"I don't know, but if it's not after noon I'm not getting up."

"We're gonna have to eventually,"

"Yeah, but not right now,"

"Mmmmf."  Star laid her throbbing head back down.

~-~-~-~

"What the—?" Pietro pulled the boxers off his head.  "These are Lance's!"

"Not so loud," Sam throw an empty plastic cup at him.

"Yeah, some of us are trying to sleep," Jamie added in a muffled voice from the couch.

"These better have been clean."

~-~-~-~

Amara pulled on her missing articles of clothing and tried to sneak out of the room with out waking John.  Fortunately she was successful.  He was sleeping like a baby.  She pulled and quietly shut the door.

"Have fun?"  Someone asked from behind her causing her to jump.

"Bobby!" she hit him.  "You won't tell anyone will you?"

"Girl, everyone already knows." Jubilee informed her as she came out of one of the rooms and into the hall next to them.

"Oh man!"

"Keep it down!"  It sounded like Ray yelling from one of the closed rooms.

~-~-~-~

It took about thirty more minutes but everyone got up.  A few people throw-up.  Jean could barely stand up.  Kitty bit her lip and decided to face the music.  Peter couldn't have been happier to see her come downstairs.  And without Lance!  But he didn't approach her.  He thought it would be better to give her sometime, just as Todd had said last night. 

"How are you doing this morning?" Tabby asked.

Kitty shrugged a bit embarrassed that everyone knew what had happened.

"Don't worry about it," she said smiling.  "He'll get over it."

Just about that time Lance and Star came walking down together.

Kitty started to feel a little jealous.  She knew they were just friends but…who knows what happened last night.

"Oh, you people are thinking too loudly." Jean groaned.

"That ain't no shit." Star agreed.  "Telepathy and hangovers do not mix well."

"Remy wipe you up a remedy."  They followed him into the kitchen.

Lance and Kitty stood there for a moment before she spoke up first.

"About last night,"

"I really don't want to talk about it right now."

Kitty frowned.  Lance had already been doing that.  "Why, you like too busy savoring the moment?"

He looked at her funny.  "What the hell are you talking about?"

"You slept with her didn't you?!"  Kitty crossed her arms.

"Star?" he asked pointing towards the kitchen.  The conversation had caught the ears of those around including Sam.  "What do you care?!  When I slept with you, you fantasized about Peter!"

"I can't believe you like did that!"

~-~-~-~

"Tell me what's happening in there isn't happening in there."

"It's happening,"

"I told you not to tell me!"

~-~-~-~

"I should've known!"

"At least she knows how to please a guy!"

~-~-~-~

Remy's remedy sprayed from Star's mouth.

"It's not that bad cherie."

Jean gulped her mouthful.  "Yes it is." she said making a face.

"It wasn't the drink," Star cleaned up the mess.  "My head hurts too fuckin' bad for this shit."

~-~-~-~

"Maybe you guys should do this later," Scott said holding his head.

"Most of us are hangover, yo." Todd had an impression on his forehead from the runner on the dinning room table.

"And the two of you yelling at each other isn't helping!" Amara said sharply.

Lance and Kitty scowled at each other then turned and walked away in separate directions.

"We gotta come up with better party favors," Bobby said after looking around.  "You okay Sam?"

"Do you really think they…?"

"The more you doubt her loyalty and integrity the less chance you have of having an actual relationship with her." Rogue spoke up.  "Star's been a good friend.  She encouraged me to… be with Remy and you turn around and accuse her of wanting to be with him?  And now you're worried that she might have slept with Lance?  Sammy, out of all the guys I thought maybe you would've known better."  She walked away.

"Did she look different to you?" Bobby asked as they watched her leave.

~-~-~-~

"Is there anymore of that stuff?" Scott asked as he and a few of the others entered the kitchen.  Remy poured some more glasses and handed it to them.

"This is nasty, yo!  You trying to poison us or something?!"

"Would everyone just shut… your minds off,"

"My head feels like it's going to explode," Amara said taking a seat next to Jean.

"Try being in mine," she took another mouthful.  "Oh wait, you are!"

"You vicious when you're hangover,"

"It's kind of a turn on,"

"You're probably going to regret saying that,"

"Probably," Scott said as he put the glass to his mouth and tilted his head back.

Lance walked in.  Star got up from the table and grabbed him by the arm pulling him off to talk.

"Do you think we should call for the ambulance now or wait a little bit?"

~-~-~-~

"Before you say anything, she started it."

"Lance, you brought me down with you!  Not only is Kitty pissed off at me, but I don't even think I can face Sam now," she was upset but her head hurt too badly to really yell.  "I do a good enough job on my own of fucking up my relationships; I didn't need any help with it,"

"I'm sorry,"

"You're still smitten over that kitten and you know it!  Believe it or not you hurt her earlier,"

"Oh and she didn't hurt me last night?!"

"Yes, but…listen I understand why you did it.  I really do.  It's just… ya know forget it."  She turned to walk away but stopped to say one more thing.  "It's not the fact that everyone probably thinks I'm a slut, 'cause I know I'm not.  I just…"  She didn't finish her sentence.  He felt bad but didn't stop her from walking away because he had no idea what to say.

~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~

A/N:  I feel like I'm ending this chapter too soon but I wasn't quit sure where to go next.  Hopefully the next chapter will pick-up nicely…hopefully.

Thank you and please review!