Tempting Thoughts

Chapter 3

The night was taking it's tall. Amara looked out of the window, the cell in her hand. She was getting impatient. What was taking him so long?

After a moment she saw a little flaming angel behind the glass dancing and floating in the air. Amara flung the window open without hesitation and a little fire flue into the room and to her face. The girl smiled and looked down at the ground. There, clicking his lighter, stood a man Amara was waiting for. She had no idea how he's gotten through the security system but she was so glad he came.

John made his way up to her window on the second floor using a tree, then some other plant. But soon enough he was in front of the woman who depictured everything he wanted to see, she was ideal. Amara equaled fire, beauty, temptation. She was beautiful, kind, loving. Everything he wasn't. And still they were together…

"I was so afraid you wouldn't come." Amara hugged him as soon as he got to the window sill.

"I ain't here for long…" He hugged her back.

Scott Summers couldn't fall asleep in his bed in the institute. He opened the eyes again and again there was nothing more then the darkness of the room shadowed with the red of his glasses.

He couldn't stop thinking of a certain woman who could go through walls. Unknown to herself she walked through a stoned wall that he's built around his heart after he's fiancée's death. Scott didn't want to admit it but he compared every woman he met to Jean. Yes, it was unfair, but…

Kitty, his student, only nineteen years old. God, he knew he shouldn't be feeling anything for her. But it was beyond his powers. She appeared in his life right after the Alkali Lake. She was there to help him get through the toughest time of his life like through the walls she often went through. Seven years. Their age difference. Maybe he still had a chance for happiness after all. Maybe nothing mattered if he loved.

The only thing that never entered Cyclops's mind that night was that maybe Kitty didn't feel the same for him…

Meanwhile the woman in the question was restless in her room. She tried to fall asleep as much as she could but nothing worked. Finally, deciding that it was useless, she got up from the bed and put a white silk bathrobe atop a matching long night robe. Kitty silently made her way through the wall and into the long dark hall.

She thought she heard noises coming from Mara's room and wanted to go check on her friend but decided against it. Shadowcat headed downstairs to the living room with the big fireplace that was not burning at night. The whole room was lighted by the moonlight. Tall windows let it slide almost everywhere. But it was not what made the young woman go stunned.

In front of the fireplace, his back to the door stood the owner of the house, Warren Worthington the third, shirtless. And behind him a pair of snow-white wings.

The brunette failed in her attempt not to make any noise as she gasped a little. Every muscle on Angel's back tensed and he turned to look at the person who interrupted him. Their eyes locked that moment. Stormy gray were boring into chocolate brown ones. The girl opened her mouth to say something but the force of his gaze made her close it.

Warren didn't know what to do. The beautiful woman in front of him in only her night robe was shocked to see what he was. Probably Amara didn't mansion that he was a mutant. But what he couldn't quite figure: what exactly was there in those caramel pools?

The silence was getting too heavy and Kitty decided to end it because as she figured Warren wasn't going to anytime soon, he seemed to be too deep in thought.

"I should have knocked." She almost whispered.

The sound of her voice brought him back to reality but the softness of it made his wings go up.

"No, listen, I thought you knew."

"Hmm…yeah, someone could as well warn me that I would see an angel…" She answered and turned to leave. "Goodnight, Warren."

"Goodnight."

He watched her retire to her room. Good, she wasn't freaked out or anything. She just didn't expect to see "an angel". Warren liked the sound of it especially from her. And did he just see her phase through the wall?