A/N: Whazzup, my lovelies? Okay, sorry about last chapter, weird ending…you'll find out what happened next chapter. Oh, yeah, in case you don't know, Caroline was, uh….getting her freak on, got it? Good, let's move on.

Jujube111: Stupid head? Hahahahaha. You are an odd person, but that's okay, so am I.

Toxic: Thanks tons, as usual. You're so nice! That fully made me happy. Happy Birthday!

Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men, as usual. If I did, Kurt and Logan would have been topless WAY more than they were in the movie. (Yay topless movie Kurt)!

Chapter Eight: You Okay Honey?

New York, Present Day

Caroline sat up sleepily, unaware of how she'd made it from the New York sidewalk to this bed. She opened her eyes, and shut them again at the sight of the blinding whiteness. Where was she?

Her last conscious thought had been about her mother, or was it about Emmett? She couldn't remember, only a lot of screaming and crackling air.

There was always electricity around and inside of her.

She opened her eyes again, this time with more caution, and noted that she was in a lab of some sort. Everything was so…white.

Caroline paused to think about this. Was she in the asylum? Had she finally gone around the bend?

This was answered, however, by a flash of blue in the corner of her eye. She whipped around, and saw, to her horror, a blue beast man in a white doctor's coat standing in front of an x-ray machine.

"What the hell?" she yelled, and pulled the blankets off from around her feet and stood up. The beast turned around, yellow eyes gleaming behind glasses, and smiled.

"You're awake. Good."

Caroline screamed, this was too much - waking up in some strange place, with a beast doctor taking care of her - and ran to the nearest door, almost pulling the doorknob from its hole in her effort to leave.

The room she had entered was also white, with a metal floor and some weird suits in glass cases. The door on the far end looked almost like an elevator, and she pressed the button next to it eagerly, hoping for some escape.

The next floor up had an entirely different atmosphere, almost like a museum. It was deadly quiet, with wood paneling and clean, shiny floors. There were open rooms all around, and upon looking at them, Caroline discovered an array of classrooms. She swore. This was getting weirder and weirder.

She turned a few corners, searching for an exit, and instead found more rooms, these with games and a television in them. Was this...a school?

Caroline stood out in the hallway for a few minutes, trying to keep her head. If she could keep from having a nervous breakdown, she'd be okay.

"Okay," she breathed out loud, settling against the wall and closing her eyes, hoping she wouldn't throw up. At the sound of footsteps, however she raised her head and took a defensive stance as someone came out from one of the rooms a few feet in front of her.

It was a girl, probably in her late teens, in pajamas with chin length black hair, standing in the doorway, holding an empty mug. She hadn't turned around yet, as she was talking to someone in the room behind her.

"...the little specks on the cooler ranch Doritos are NOT BLUE, Jubilee 1!" she yelled, waving her mugly in the air hotly. "YOU'RE just COLOR-BLIND!" She whipped around, shaking her head, and upon seeing Caroline, froze midstep.

"Um," she said, looking embarrassed. "Hi?"

Caroline screamed again. The girl winced.

"Aw, crap, here we go," she muttered. Caroline heard people running towards them.

"Gwen?" said an Asian girl, appearing in the door behind Black Hair. Gwen turned around as three more girls joined Asian Girl, one with brown hair, one with white stripes at the face, and a redhead.

"Is that the Jodie Foster lady?" Brown Hair asked. Gwen nodded, looked over Caroline's shoulder, her eyes growing big.

"What's wrong?" said a woman's voice behind Caroline. She turned around.

Behind her was a black woman with white hair, who looked worried. And next to her was…no.

It was the mutant child that had lived with her. He was grown up, but there was no mistaking his blue skin and tail. He was taller now, about six feet, and his face was covered in scars, some sort of decoration.

This time, Caroline shrieked in surprise. The mutant, upon seeing her, yelled in reply and back into the room he'd come from. The white haired woman glanced back at him, made a movement to go towards him, but thought better of it and approached Caroline.

"I didn't do anything," Gwen said loudly. "I just stood here. You can't pin this on me!" She stomped her foot in defense.

The white haired woman sighed. "You're not in trouble," she told the girl, who looked relieved. "Did you come from Hank's office?" she asked Caroline.

Caroline was too startled to speak. She simply stood there, feeling incredibly stupid. Gwen laughed.

"Typical Kurt reaction. Score one more for him!"

The white haired woman looked annoyed. "Gwen, Jubilee, Kitty, Rogue, Tracy, go back to what you were doing and let me handle this."

The girls behind Gwen went back into their room, giggling. Gwen made a move to go into the opposite room.

"Gwen, what are you doing?"

"Just seeing my only regional family member," the girl replied, pretending to be hurt. "I just want to talk to my family member. Is that a crime? Because if it is"-

"Fine, fine."

Gwen grinned. "Thanks, Storm!"

Kurt was sitting on the couch, staring off into space. Gwen sat next to him, and when he didn't react, shook her hand in his face. After a while of that, she got annoyed and smacked his cheek. He jumped.

"Slow reaction."

"Shut up. What are you doing in here anyway?"

"Came to talk to you."

"About what?"

"You know what. Why do you run away?"

"I don't know."

"Well, I think you're really, really stupid."

"How kind." Kurt turned and faced Gwen. "Change the subject."

Gwen grinned evilly. "You like Storm. You like Storm. You"-

"Now you just being belligerent. And stop reading my mind, I've told you that before."

"Fine." Gwen settled against the back of the couch, pouting. "I'll never do it again."

"Thank you."

"You're NOT welcome."

Kurt laughed. "How'd did it go tonight?"

"Pretty good. Hey, guess what, Dad's coming next week. He's going to stay here for a day, then take me back to Boston."

"That's good."

"Yeah, Boston rules."

"I mean about your father."

"Yeah, you're dad was like eighty, wasn't he?"

"No, he was only sixty-five."

"Big difference. Not."

A/N: Yeah, nothing happened. So sue me. Okay, Caroline's at the school and Gwen's dad is coming in a week…he's Kurt brother. Now what will happen? Evil smile. Keep reading!