I'll be on vacation starting June 30th. I will have SOME internet access, but I'm not sure how much. And even though I may not always have access, I will try to work on it. However, I do have a LOT of other AP assignments and visiting family to do. Hope you enjoyed the treat of three chapters at once.

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"Where are you going," Nanny asked, looking up from the Tv on that Friday morning.

"Kurt's taking me to a spa for the week end. We're going to a really nice seafood restaurant for dinner, and there's a lake right by the spa. He wanted to get our minds off of everything that's been going on."

"How sweet!"

"I know. I didn't expect anything like this."

"Have fun! How long will you be gone?"

"We'll be back late, late Sunday night."

"Ooooo!"

"Well I better go. He's got the car all loaded up. I'll see you Monday."

"You too." Nanny smiled. Kurt knew how to treat a lady, though Nanny wasn't complaining about Wolverine's soft gestures. She was the only time Wolverine was ever soft and careful about what he said.

…

"Laser eyes, up for a game of capture the flag?" Wolverine called out to Scott from the lawn below Scott's window.

"Ya, let me get Jean some water and I'll be down."

"Ok, team captains." Wolverine set up the teams in his gym class while they waited for Scott to join them. "Bobby, you're a Captain, and Lizzie, you're the other captain. Only rule is that Laser boy and I can't be on the same team."

"You couldn't beat us Logan if you're team had the both of you on it or not," Bobby bragged. Wolverine raised his eyebrows and flipped a coin.

"Tails never fails," Lizzie called out.

"Tails it is. You choose first Lizzie."

Lizzie coughed and rolled her eyes. Wolverine smiled and headed towards her. "Cyclops." Lizzie called out.

"We get Wolverine then."

Wolverine pointed his finger at Lizzie and eyed Scott carefully as Scott went laughing to Lizzie's team.

"Ready sis kabobs?"

"Let's go light bulb."

…

"Nanny I can't center this clay."

"Did you knead it enough?"

"Yes."

"There still could be some bubbles. Hold on a second and I'll be right there. … Kitty, will you make a sign so that no one will touch the still life?"

"Sure."

"Ok Rogue, let me take a look."

Nanny sat down at the wheel, wet her hands, and tried to center it. After a few minutes she stood up, whipped her hands on her apron and stared out the window. The kids were tackling Wolverine. You would have thought that they were playing football by the looks of things instead of capture the flag. She smiled and forgot about what she was doing.

"So …?"

"Oh. I think you ought to take it off, dry off the wheel, and knead it some more. I'm pretty sure it's got some bubbles in it."

"Ohhhh man." Rogue sat down and stared at the clock. There wasn't enough time to do all of that. She slouched on her stool and sighed at the clay mess.

…

"Yes, we have reservations." Storm said as she approached the Spa counter while Kurt was unloading their luggage.

"Ok. Whose name is it under?"

"Kurt Wagner."

"Spell that for me please?"

"W a g n e r."

"Reservations for two? A premier room on the lake side?"

"That's the one," Kurt said as he pulled the luggage in through the door.

Storm turned at looked at him, a bit surprised. She hadn't realized that he had gone all out on this little get away.

"Alright, if you'd like to follow me, I'll show you to your room. You can leave your luggage. Hank can get it." … "Here you are. If you need anything, just call down. We do have room service with the kitchen until 11:00 tonight. Massages and facials last until 5 pm, and the pool and hot tubs are open until 10:00. You're welcome to stay out by the lake as long as you like. Your key here will let you in the side door."

"Thank you."

"I hope you enjoy your stay," and she shut the door.

"Remind me to thank the Professor when we get back for that lotion he gave you." Storm said, a wide romantic smile sweeping over her.

"Yes. I haven't been able to go out like this since I was in the circus, and even then I wasn't able to get this kind of treatment."

"Is the lotion water proof?"

"Well, sort of. It will last for four hours, and then I must go put more on. He said if I let it go much longer than four hours, I start to turn a light blue- look like I was keeling over."

She smiled and wrapped herself in his arms as they stared out their window at the lake and beautiful afternoon. Kurt would still have to keep his jacket on most of the time they were there to cover up his tail, but he could get in the hot tub if no one was around and they could take a dip in the lake late at night when no one was around. As well as the fact that the bath tubs in the bedrooms were huge with jets on each side.

"We have dinner reservations for the Sea Rock Flounder at 8."

"Sea Rock Flounder? Kurt!"

"I hope you brought the dress I mentioned earlier."

"Where are you getting all of this money?"

Kurt chuckled and kissed her on the forehead. "Don't worry about it. It's a present. And I didn't rob a bank, if that's what you're thinking." He winked and they kissed longer.

…

"Are you ready?" The Professor asked as he strolled through the kitchen just as Nanny was finishing her lunch.

"Ya. Just let me get some water."

"I'll meet you out there."

Nanny cleared her plate, put the opened loaf of bread away, put the lids onto the jars that had been left open, and headed out for her training.

"Owww," she winced as she sat down on the grass.

"Let's start with the basics again. Levitate the spoon."

Nanny sighed. She had that part down. She levitated the spoon and bent the spoon in half with no problem.

"Now aim the spoon at that tree."

The spoon flew straight most of the way, then it faltered, rocked a bit and managed to scrap the side of the tree. She tried it again and hit the tree dead center.

"It seems that your fighting in the arena has helped you."

"It really has." She said softly.

"Very well then, try levitating yourself."

Cross-legged Nanny began to lift herself slowly off the ground. When she was a foot off the ground she began to fall to one side. She lost her balance and concentration. She quickly braced herself and was able to regain her composer. Carefully she let herself down to the ground again, wincing when she sat down.

"Impressive. You'll need to continue to practice, but I would say you might be ready for the danger room soon."

Nanny yawned and nodded her head. She wasn't sure how she felt about the danger room.

"Now, for those dreams of yours."

…

"Only a month before the wedding eh?"

Scott nodded. "I just hope that things go well. When Jean gets uptight and stressed, so does the Phoenix, naturally. I'm afraid that something might happen during the ceremony, or that Jean might faint."

"So I guess she hasn't been getting any better then?" Wolverine asked concerned.

"No. She'll stay in bed until nearly noon. Then she'll eat, and hold her head. You can give her every medicine there is, but it doesn't help her headaches. And she fainted last night on her way to the bathroom."

"And the Professor?"

"I'm afraid that the Professor is worrying himself sick, literally, with all of this. He's tried several things with Jean, including trying to communicate with the Phoenix. That doesn't work though because the Phoenix needs Jean for things such as communication. I know the Professor knows more than he's telling us too."

Scott took a breath, watching Wolverine's class doing labs around the school. "But I guess Jean, Nanny, and Rogue are going out tonight to pick out the dress."

…

"Mmm, Sie sind schön meine Liebe!" Kurt let out under his breath. Storm heard him whisper something and she turned to face him as she was grabbing her purse.

"You are beautiful my love," he said in English this time.

"You look very stunning yourself." He took her hand and they headed down to the taxi that was waiting to take them to their dinner reservation.

Storm was stunning in her long, sleek, black dress. It had a slight shimmer to it and a slit that came up to her knee. The dress tied behind her neck and she was wearing wonderful pearl earrings to complete her beauty. Kurt was dressed up in a black tux, a black top hat, and everything else to make him look like the most respectful British gentlemen from the 1900s you've ever seen. The long tails on his tux just barely covered his tail, but as long as he was very careful, he wouldn't need to wear his trench coat the whole night.

A classical band played on the first floor and the waiter took Storm and Kurt upstairs, into the open air. There was only one table on the deck so they would be perfectly alone. The music was soothing, but quiet enough they could talk. The stars shone brightly over the lake and the city lights sparkled across the water.

"Kurt," Storm began. "This is an awful lot for our first official date."

"I know." Kurt looked down at his plate. "And I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable. I just felt bad. I know you look at Jean and Nanny and see how they can go anywhere with Logan and Scott, have as many dates as they want. I know you wish we could do that. Instead, we have to try to find time to ourselves on the porch at the school, or in the gardens late on the week ends. I wanted to make it up to you. I asked the Professor about a lotion of some kind a while ago and he had been working on it. As soon as it was finished, I wanted to go out on a real date- a date to make up for the other times we couldn't go out. Besides, we probably won't get many other chances to go out again."

A single tear of joy rolled down Storm's face. "Thank you," was all she could say. She was speechless. No one had ever been so kind to her. No one had ever gone out of their way to do so much for her.