Disclaimer: I do not own X-men: Evolution, any of its characters, Emma Frost or Wing. They are all property of Marvel. I don't own Muvico or Porsche. I do own Grayson's Garage.

Kitty licked her lips, staring at her ex-boyfriend in shock. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to talk," he told her. "If you want me to go, I will."

"No!" She grabbed his arm, holding it desperately. "Please, Lance, don't leave." He stared at her for a second before nodding. Kitty shut the front door behind them and the two took a seat on the front steps of the school. "I'm sorry," she whispered after a moment of silence. "You have to know I would never hurt you intentionally."

"What do you call kissing another guy?" He insisted, growing tense.

She sighed. "It was a stupid mistake. See, the day you guys had that horrible fight, Wing and I talked and I told him how furious I was at him. He apologized and then he kissed me. He kissed me," Kitty made sure to reiterate.

He nodded. "That doesn't explain what happened when I came to pick you up for the date."

"When he came home from school that day, I told him we needed to talk. I explained that I loved you and I didn't want to cheat on you." Kitty pushed a lock of hair behind her ears, staring at the stairs underneath them. "He said that after one last kiss he'd leave me alone and we could forget about it."

"And you believed that?"

She looked at him angrily. "Yes, I know I'm an idiot! Everyone's told me that multiple times, I, like, don't think I need to hear it again!"

Lance looked taken aback, trying not to smirk. He thought she was really cute when she was angry. "Hey, you're not an idiot. I didn't mean it like that. Please stop crying."

It took her a moment to realize she actually was crying. She'd been so used to it that the tears didn't even register anymore. Wiping her cheeks dry furiously, she looked back into the yard. "Now what? Do you still hate me?"

"I never hated you," he grumbled. "It's just something I said in the heat of the moment. Though I'd think you remember what that's like."

She smiled despite herself. "Does this mean you forgive me?" Kitty glanced up at him, blue eyes large with hope.

Even Lance would admit that it was impossible to say no to a face like that. "I missed you too much to not forgive you." His hand found hers, squeezing it affectionately, happy just to be touching her again.

"I missed you too." The pair leaned in for a kiss, lips remembering exactly what the other liked. His free hand cradled the back of her head, fingers entwining with the locks of hair from her ponytail. Caught in the passion of the moment, Kitty moved surreptitiously into his lap. At this point, she didn't care who was watching them.

Unfortunately, Lance realized that he was technically still in enemy territory and didn't want to know what adamantium claws would do to his poor body. He broke away from her lips, placing light kisses on the rest of her face while she smiled happily. "I don't mean to ruin the moment," she told him, wrapping an arm around his neck, "But why are you here anyway?"

He looked up from where he'd been entranced with a sensitive spot under her ear. "Summers actually came to see me."

"…What?"

"Yeah, we were freaked out too. The guy shows up and more or less told me to suck it up and come talk to you or he'd kick my ass," Lance shrugged. "And not that I'm scared of Summers, but talking to you didn't seem like the most horrible thing in the world. And I figured even if you weren't here, I could still kick that Wing's ass. Or if you tell me where he is, I can kill two birds with one stone."

Kitty rolled her eyes. "Bloodshed's the last thing I find romantic, but thanks for the offer."

He chuckled, then kissed her lightly. "Ok, how's this for an offer: You and I get in my jeep and go somewhere where we can be alone and show the world a new level of kiss and make up?"

"Sounds good to me," she grinned. "Let me just tell everyone I'm going." Almost giddily, she skipped inside, first heading to the rec room. Scott got up from a chair where he had been doing his homework, stretching his arms over his head when Kitty attached herself to him.

"What's going on?" He asked her, half expecting tears. Instead he was greeted by a huge grin.

"You are the best big brother in the entire world!" She told him, hugging him tightly before placing a kiss on his cheek.

Scott raised an eyebrow at her before realizing what she meant. "Don't worry about it, Kitty. I'm glad you're happy."

"The happiest!" She gave him another hug before walking back towards the door. "I'm going out now, see you later!"

"Where are ya goin'?" Rogue asked, folding her arms over her chest. She and Tabitha had come to see what all the commotion was about.

"Out with Lance!" Kitty grinned at them before phasing through the front door and down the steps.

Her two fellow Sirens stared in shock before exchanging a high five. As they walked back to the kitchen to inform Amara and Jean the good news, Tabby asked, "So, if she's not depressed anymore, think I can have all her new clothes?"

Sunday dawned bright and sunny for Kitty Pryde. After spending a two hour make-out session with her boyfriend the night before, she'd come home and got the Professor's permission to spend the entire day with him, as she'd finished all her make-up work.

As everyone kept going in and out of the kitchen for breakfast, she asked, "Do, what's everyone doing today?"

"The Professor, Logan and I are going in to New York City," Storm explained. "I do hope you all can fend for yourself for lunch. Of course, Hank will be in his office if you need him, but he will be working so try not to bother him."

"Don't worry about it, Storm," Amara smiled, eating an apple. "Rogue and I are meeting Tabitha at the library to work on our final projects for school."

Jean nodded. "And I'm spending the day with my sister."

"And I'll be with Lance!" Kitty grinned, happily spreading cream cheese on her bagel.

"So we heard twenty times last night," Ray grumbled as he and the rest of the New Mutant boys filed in.

"Do you all have anything planned today?" Ororo asked, putting the fried bacon on to the table in front on them.

Bobby shook his head and smiled thankfully at Amara, who poured a glass of orange juice for him. "I think we're all just going to hang out here."

The princess looked at them strangely. "Don't you guys have to do your finals too?"

"That's not due for another like two weeks or something, right?" Sam confirmed.

"Yeah, why waste a perfectly good Sunday where we could be doing nothing by doing homework?" Bobby asked, mouth full of food.

Amara rolled her eyes. "You should really come and get it done, but whatever."

From the doorway, Rogue called, "You ready to go, 'Mara?"

"I'm coming." With one last glance at Bobby, she walked out of the kitchen.

"Is it just me, or has she been getting a lot madder ever since we got back from that cruise?" The Iceman asked. "Did I do something wrong?"

Jean was doing her best not to smile. "Poor, dumb guys…"

He looked at her sharply. "If you know something, tell me. Please, Jean? She's one of my friends, I don't want her to be mad at me!"

"Sorry, can't tell you. It's against the Code." She put her plate in the dishwasher. "You'll just have to figure it out for yourself." Jean and Kitty both heard him mumble something that Storm scolded him for as they walked out to wait in the living room for their respective rides.

"So, what's your sister doing in town anyway?" Kitty asked, setting on the soft couch.

"Well, Sarah was thinking about transferring to Columbia, and since she was spending the weekend on campus, she realized that it wouldn't be too far out of the way for us to spend some time together." Jean smiled lightly. "I miss her sometimes, it'll be nice to catch up."

Kitty returned the smile. "I'm happy for you. I'm an only child, it gets lonely sometimes."

"I'm sure you won't be lonely today. So, if you don't mind me asking, how did you and Lance get back together anyway?" There was something hopeful about the question.

She hugged her legs to her chest, grinning. "Actually, it was because of Scott."

"…What?"

Laughing, she answered, "Yeah, that was my reaction too. Scott went over there and pretty much threatened Lance until he came to talk to me. It was really sweet of him."

"Yeah…It was…" Jean seemed lost in thought so Kitty decided not to bother her anymore.

A few minutes later, Scott came into the room. "Jean, your sister's here to pick you up."

"Oh, thanks. I'll see you later, Kitty." The younger girl waved at her and the redhead started to leave before turning and looking at Scott. "Hey, um…I was thinking…when I get back, do you think we could sit down and talk?"

He blinked at her repeatedly. "I…yeah, that'd be perfect. I'm not going anywhere, so I'll be here when you get home."

She blushed lightly. "Great. See you later then." Jean gave him a light kiss on the cheek before going to meet her sister.

Kitty grinned. "I think she likes you."

He grinned back. "Thanks for the kind words, Kitty. Let's call us even. Especially since Alvers is waiting outside." Scott wasn't sure whether or not to look happy about that last part.

"Eek! Thanks!" She ran outside, grabbing her purse on the way. He was waiting on the passenger side, holding the door open for her. Kitty gave him a big kiss before sliding into the jeep.

"Nice to see you too," he smiled, closing the door and climbing in on the other side. "So, where are we going?"

"Wherever you want," Kitty offered, just glad to be with him again.

"Wherever, huh?" Lance grinned.

"Within reason, of course. Mr. Logan may be out of town for a few hours, but he'll still hunt you down when he gets back." She leaned against his shoulder. "And I love you too much to let you be suicidal."

"I love you too." At the first traffic light they stopped back, he kissed her slowly, gently savoring the feeling. "So, you want to go to the movies."

Kitty nodded. "Sounds good, what are we gonna see?"

Lance blinked. "Does it matter? I wasn't exactly planning on watching the movie…"

Laughing, she nodded in agreement. "Let's go." The couple sat in the back of a theater with less than a dozen other people at the Bayville Muvico, more interested in each other than whatever was playing in the screen. Luckily, the designers of the theater were brilliant, at least in the eyes of hormonal teenagers, in the fact that you could push up the armrests.

Lance immediately pulled her into his lap after the lights dimmed. His lips danced along her graceful neck, hand toying with her necklace. He enjoyed her light purring, and nipped lightly at her earlobe. "By the way, I like your new outfit. You look hot."

"I'll tell Tabby you enjoy her taste," she told him, easily recapturing his lips and reminding him that he really was the one she loved. Of course, she'd probably never wear this leather skirt again since it was more than uncomfortable, but she was glad he liked it. He'd probably like her better out of it, but that was completely beside the point.

The two were enjoying each other's company until her cell phone vibrated in her purse. Pulling it out, the caller ID said "Lance" but since he was currently acting as her pillow, she knew it'd have to be one of the other Brotherhood members. "Hello?" she whispered into the mouthpiece.

"Hey, it's Pietro, I need to talk to Lance," the male twin said quickly.

"Um…ok…" She held out the small pink phone to her boyfriend. "It's Pietro."

Frowning, he took the phone. "Yeah? What? Oh…man…ok, ok. Got it. See you later." He sighed. "I'm sorry, Kitty. I have to go to work."

The few people who were in the audience turned to glare at them. "C'mon," she took his hand, leading him outside into the parking lot. "I thought you weren't starting work yet."

"After we, uh, separated, I asked if I could start earlier than planned. They need me to do an emergency Porsche job, since none of the other guys who are working today know what the hell they're doing. It shouldn't take more than an hour," he explained, unlocking the doors of the jeep.

"Could I just, I dunno, like, watch?" Kitty suggested. "I promise I won't be in the way and when you finish we can totally grab something to be eat. I'm sure you'll be hungry."

He glanced over at her before pulling out of the parking lot. "I'm sure you have things you'd rather do."

"I just want to be with you," she assured him with a smile.

"Alright, we'll ask my boss. If anything you can sit pretty and draw in customers." When they pulled up to Grayson's Garage and Lance led her through the employee entrance in the back.

"Alvers, good, you're here. The Porsche is over in number three, but who's this?" Grayson was a muscular man in his late thirties wearing blue coveralls.

Kitty smiled shyly as Lance introduced her. "This is Kitty Pryde, my girlfriend. She was wondering if she could just sit and wait until I was finished. As you can see, she's small, probably won't be in the way much."

He stared at her for a second. "Eh, I can't say no to this cutie. Just try not to break anything. Lance is one of the best mechanics we have, I'm gonna try to keep him happy. There's a soda machine and some magazines in the lounge, make yourself at home. Alvers, you get to work."

Lance gave Kitty a kiss and pointed towards the Lounge before going to his locker and putting his coveralls on. She went to go get a soda; her lips and mouth were still getting used to being so busy again. After checking around what seemed to be the break room—apparently, either Lance worked with all men or the women were extremely easygoing—she found him with the Porsche. "Hey, honey."

"Hey, pretty Kitty," He was checking the engine and didn't bother to look up. "Take a seat on that stool if you want to."

She looked behind her and there was indeed a stool as well as a table for her to put her drink on. "Anyway I can help?"

"Honey, I love you, but I wouldn't even let you drive a car, nonetheless tinker with something this expensive. Especially what you do to electronics with your special gift."

"Oh. Right. Ok, then. If you get thirsty or something, let me know." She sighed lightly, then stared at the closed captioned TV showing the news.

A little while later, another person entered the vicinity. "And who are you, beautiful?"

Kitty looked at the middle aged man who was also wearing coveralls. His smile wasn't a lecherous one, more friendly than anything else, but even so, she was so surprised that she almost phased through her chair.

"Oh, I'm Kitty."

"Kitty, huh?" He raised an eyebrow, though she wasn't sure if he was patronizing her or not. "So, what's a cute thing like you doing here?"

"She's my girlfriend, Carson," Lance growled at him.

"Read: Go near her and I'll bludgeon you with my wrench."

"That's the least of what I'll do to you." Lance smirked, but pointed the wrench at him anyway. "Plus, she's too smart for you anyway."

"Oh, yeah? Then what she doing with you for?"

Avalanche frowned. "Don't you have somewhere else to be?"

Carson laughed. "Alright, I'll leave. It's nice to meet you, Kitty. You watch out for our guy here." Clapping Lance on the back, he went back to the lounge as Kitty told him, "Will do!"

Sighing, he looked at Kitty apologetically. "I'm almost done, I promise."

"It's fine, really. I like watching you work." It would have been a better view if he didn't have to wear those stupid coveralls, but that wasn't her decision.

"You're the best, Kit, really." Humming to himself, Lance got back to work and Kitty counted ceiling tiles.

Twenty minutes later, he finally announced he was finished. After changing and making sure his hands were completely clean, they went to go get lunch. Both were starved and worked through their food easily. When they were finished, Lance found a quiet, secluded spot for him to make-up for having to go to work.

The sun was setting by the time Lance decided to drop her back at the Institute. "Today was really nice, Lance," Kitty told him. "I love you."

"Love you too, pretty Kitty. We should do this again soon." Lance kissed her softly until he noticed something, pulling over to the side of the road where Rogue and Amara were walking. "Hey, guys, you want a ride?"

The princess brightened up immediately. "Oh, that's really nice of you, Lance." The two climbed into the back, where Rogue commented, "You know, I haven't been in this jeep for a long time…"

Lance blinked quizzically, trying to recall the last time he'd given her a ride while the girls laughed. Jean's sister was leaving the driveway at the same time he pulled up and deposited the girls. He and Kitty kissed for a good five minutes. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Fourth period," she agreed, leaning in for one last kiss. "Love you!"

"Love you too. I'll talk to you later, Kit."

She went inside with the rest of the girls and immediately felt something was wrong. Everyone else noticed it too. "Does it seem…quiet to anyway?" Rogue asked.

"Almost creepy," Jean figured, hugging her arms to her chest. "…Where are the boys?"

Amara blinked. "They're probably outside or something…" Even she sounded like she didn't believe it.

Jean shook her head. "Besides us, there's no mental activity in the area."

"They're the guys," Rogue snorted. "Are you that surprised?"

"I'm serious, Rogue!" the redhead insisted. "There's no one here except us." Without even discussing it, the girls took off, searching every part of the mansion. Kitty decided it was her job to look in the upstairs bedrooms, as she didn't have to worry about pesky locks.

Everything was empty. It didn't particularly look like a struggle in any of them and she wondered what could have happened. As a last result, she phased through Emma Frost's door, shocked at what she saw.

All of the woman's things were gone. It almost looked like she had never been there at all. To confirm her suspicions, she phased through enough walls to get to Wing's room. It as well, was empty.

Kitty was going downstairs to tell everyone what she had found when Amara's cry of "Mr. McCoy!" rang through the Institute. She and the rest of the girls assembled in the med lab where the princess hovered over Beast's prone body. "He's hurt!"

Jean leaned over and found a pulse. "He's just knocked out." After doing a quick check over his body, she levitated him on to a nearby bed.

"You guys, like, Miss Frost and Wing's stuff is totally missing. But everything else is here," Kitty told them.

"Ah'm callin' the Professor," Rogue announced, grabbing the nearest phone and dialing his cell number. After telling him the news over the phone, she hung up. "He'll be here in a few minutes; they were already on their way home. He wants us to wait in the living room."

The quartet made themselves as comfortable as they could knowing that their friends were missing. All of them were quiet until Rogue noticed Jean in deep concentration. "What are ya doin'?" The redhead didn't answer. "Jean?"

The remaining two stared also until Jean snapped out of her reverie. "They're in Boston!"

"Are they now?" the Professor asked from the doorway. "And how do you know this?"

"Because it's Scott," Jean told him in a no-nonsense tone. "I know where he is."

"Why don't you guys fill us in, k?" Logan instructed, looking at Kitty.

"Well, like, we all came home and thought it was really weird that it was so quiet and none of the guys were anywhere and we looked and Emma and Wing's stuff is all gone and like, Mr. McCoy was hurt and they we called you," she told him in one long breath.

Storm nodded. "I'm going to check on Hank."

"Ah don't get it," Rogue entrusted. "Ah mean, Ah know Emma's a bi…bad person, but why kidnap the guys?"

"Is it really kidnapping if they go willingly?" Logan wondered. "It's obvious that there was no struggle here."

Jean shook her head. "It was telepathy, there was no willingness involved on the boy's part."

"Still doesn't answer mah question," the Southerner reminded.

"Power," Amara said simply.

Xavier raised an eyebrow at her. "Care to elaborate?"

The princess scowled. "Look, I know you guys all think I can be stupid and naïve sometimes, but I grew up in politics and I know power struggles. Emma knew you had power and she wanted it. The boys were easy targets, being stupid and hormonal and idiots!"

"But what was Emma's angle for blaming the Brotherhood," he mused aloud. Unfortunately, he wasn't quiet enough.

"WHAT!" Kitty screamed, standing up indignantly. "That bitch is the one who blamed Lance!"

"Language, Half-pint," Logan warned.

The professor sighed, then nodded. "Yes, she said that it was her."

Before Kitty could rant anymore, Amara cut in. "She wants an army. A group of men who are so obsessed with her that they'll do anything she says. Her views on mutants, society, all working through them. And since she is a socialite, it'll be even easier for her to take over the country and then the world in her image."

"Sounds like she and Magneto'd get along swell," Logan grumbled.

"No," Amara shook her head. "She's not out for mutant supremacy. She's too selfish for that. She wants Emma supremacy and it doesn't matter who she uses to get to it."

Kitty sighed. "So what are we going to do?"

"We're going to get our boys back and kick her ass!" Jean announced, looking furious.

Charles Xavier chuckled. "Well, I wouldn't have phrased it quite like that, but yes. Girls, suit up. It seems we're going to Boston."

A/Ns: You can all thank Hurricane Rita and the Broward County School Board for this chapter. This chapter is so long, it made my hand hurt. There are only going to be about two chapters left, but I promise that I'll keep writing Lancitty fics after it's finished.

Oh, and I broke 100 reviews! Thank you to everyone!

For those of you who don't know, I own an X-men: Evolution C2 called Lance's Pryde. If anyone wants to be a staff member or has any fics they want me to put in, just let me know and I'll be happy to do it!

Questions, comments, reactions and reviews are greatly appreciated.

Review Responses:

DOJ: I'm so happy you liked Scott. I love him too (just not recently in the comics, but that's an entirely different matter). Yes, I've met Scott's voice actor, Logan's voice actor and Xavier's voice actor. They were all very nice and Scott's agreed to marry me. I'm going to see Pietro's this year and maybe even more. Oh, and thank you for agreeing to be the first staff member for my C2. The idiot in me didn't realize that you actually had to invite staff members…

Silentxloudmouth: Lance and Kitty are back together here. I hope you enjoyed it.

Jacx: Oh, many people are in the "I hate Emma Frost Club". Pretty much every jott fan in the world, I would think. And yes, Jean really did put the rat poison in her smoothie.

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El Diablo: Yes, rat poison smoothies have been my signature death for about two years now. I've been waiting to do that for forever, it was very fun. And I'm sorry for the evil cliffhanger ending, which was fun to write too.

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