"Can I help you?" Caressa asked when he didn't say anything.
The man took the cigar out of his mouth, "Yeah. I'm looking for a friend of mine. I was wondering if you've seen him?"
"I see a lot of people everyday. It's possible." Caressa heard movement behind her and the man in front of her looked passed her.
Finally she heard Kurt's voice, "Logan. How did you find me?" He asked dumbfounded.
Logan cocked an eyebrow, "Cerebro." He shrugged, "The professor got worried when you didn't come home last night."
Caressa raised her eyebrows, "Cer-what?"
Logan looked down at her. He seemed annoyed. He was about to say something but Kurt cut in, "Logan, why don't you come in and grab something eat?"
Caressa turned to look at Kurt. What are you doing? Her eyes asked. Kurt just looked down at her and smiled a reassuring smile. Logan made his way past her and followed Kurt into the kitchen. Caressa closed the door and walked into the kitchen, where she found Logan sitting in her spot eating her food. She rolled her eyes. But asked politely, "Do you want something to drink?"
"A beer would be nice." Logan answered.
Kurt cleared his throat, "Logan."
"Water's fine," Logan corrected.
Caressa went into the fridge, found a beer, opened it and slammed down in front of Logan. She smiled slyly, "I'd hate to be an inconvenience." She said firmly and walked out of the room.
"Wow. What a nice girl," Logan said sarcastically, taking a sip of the beer after it stop overflowing with foam from the impact, "Where'd you find her."
"She only giving back, what she received." Kurt replied slyly.
"So then I guess it's true what they say about Karma," Logan shrugged, "Good cook though." He said taking another bit of pancake, and then sipping his beer to wash it down.
"Why exactly," Kurt started, folding his hands under his chin to give it support, "have you come?"
"I told you, the professor got worried. Plus, I had nothing better to do." Logan shoved more pancake in his mouth.
"Why didn't the professor send Scott?" Kurt said, almost wishing he had. At least Scott would have some manners.
Logan shrugged again, "He's to busy with his head up his ass. So, ummm, how did you end up here? With her?" Logan smirked and motioned his head in the direction Caressa had stormed away.
"I know what you're thinking and you can think the exact opposite," Kurt warned. His eyes hard. "I got into a little trouble last night and she helped me, nothing more. We've become friends, that's all."
Logan was about to say something, but Caressa walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. She had been listening, and she figured now would be a good time to come and interrupt. She was insulted that Logan thought that she would just bring any guy in from the streets to have her way with them. He hadn't said it directly, but she knew what he was getting at. She was more insulted that he would think that someone like Kurt would comply. She didn't want the conversation to go on any further, so she decided to grace them with her presence and stop it.
"Can we help you with something?" Logan asked irritated.
Caressa turned to him, "Yeah, I was wondering, how long does it take you in the morning to style your hair like that?" Logan glared at her, "And stop acting as if this is your place. It's mine, and I don't have to let you stay here. So I suggest you start being a little more polite and respectful toward me." She shot the glare right back at him.
"She has a point," Kurt said taking a sip of his juice.
She shot Logan a smug smiled, and turned to walk away, "Oh," She turned back, "That was the last beer. And I have a rule that whoever drinks the last one has to buy me another six-pack. There's a beer store two blocks from here." She turned on her heal and exited.
"Wow, she's a real catch. Wherever did you find her?"
Caressa slumped down on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch the morning cartoons. She was being to detest that man, Logan. He had absolutely no manners. He walks in like he owns the place and begins to insult her. Normally she didn't care what people thought of her, but this guy, he --- ugh! He was annoying as all hell. She hated even knowing that he was in the next room. So She just sat quietly listening to the two mutants talk. God! How she hated that word. Whenever she heard the word a picture of this green slimy thing with purple spots and six eyes, and tentacles wiggling around and making an 'Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr' sound, would pop in her head. She laughed at the mental image in her mind. Anyhow, she didn't picture the beautiful, graceful, serene man in her kitchen. Come to think of it, how did he get from his stool in kitchen to the fridge without her noticing? And where did that smell of brimstone come from? She shrugged, what did it matter? She probably wouldn't find out anyway. Plus, it wasn't all that important. Her mind just kept jumping from thought to thought. Such as, when is that Logan guy going to leave, so I can relax a bit more?
"So tell me exactly how you ended up with her?" Logan asked seriously.
"Well," Kurt began, "As I said. I got into a bit of trouble last night and she happened to be in the right place at the right time. She found me, brought me back here and mended my wounds." He shrugged, "that's basically all there is to tell."
"Just like that, she helped you?" Kurt nodded his response, "No offence, but you're not the most normal looking person in the world. Wasn't she in the least bit afraid?"
"I asked her that myself. And she asked if there was any reason she should be."
"Is she a mutant herself?" Logan asked thinking this situation through.
"I'm not sure. I never asked her. Why?"
"Well, it just baffles me that a regular human being would just help someone like you out and not think a thing of it."
"You know, Logan, there are actually some good people out there, who will help you out no matter what you look like or what you are."
"Yeah, okay. When you find one let me know."
Kurt pointed toward the living room.
"Right, well, uh, let's get going shall we?"
"Leaving so soon?"
The two men turned to see Caressa standing in the doorway. Logan had wondered how long she'd been standing there. Caressa didn't want them to leave. Well, she could care less if Logan left, but she wanted Kurt to stay. If he left how would she know how to get a hold of him again?
"Are you mutant?" It was said before Logan could stop himself. Kurt looked at him stunned.
"Excuse me?" Caressa answered, a little offended.
"You heard me. Are you like us?" Logan replied.
What was this an interrogation? "If you must know, no I'm not. So what, are you not going to acknowledge me now?"
"No. I was just curious, Can't I ask a simple question without worrying if my manhood is at stake?" Logan arched an eyebrow.
"Manhood? Don't you mean boyhood? And even if I was interested in removing it, I don't think that there'll be a whole lot to miss." At this comment even Kurt found it hard to hold back his laughter. Logan glared at him briefly when an abrupt 'ha' erupted from Kurt, who mumbled a half-hearted apology. "Are you finished eating?" Caressa continued, asking Logan. She found it hard not to smirk at Kurt's reaction.
Logan looked down at his plate, then back at Caressa, "Yeah, why?"
"Good. Then be a sweetheart and do dishes? Oh, and Kurt's too? I have to speak with him for a moment."
"What?" Logan asked, obviously displeased.
"You heard me? The soap and dish cloth are over there. Kurt? Would you join me, please?" Kurt stepped down from the stool he was sitting on and followed Caressa into the bedroom.
Loagn sighed and looked at the dishes in front of him. "She can't be serious."
"Sorry about Logan. He can be a little hot headed at times." Kurt apologized as Caressa closed the bedroom door.
"Really? I hadn't noticed." Caressa replied sarcastically as she turned to face him.
"You don't like him?" It was more of a statement rather than a question, really.
"Of course I do. Who wouldn't? He's just so charming." Here she pretended to swoon, "But seriously now, I need to talk to you."
"Look, I really am sorry about Logan. I didn't--"
"It's not about him. If you go back home today, which you probably will," She paused here. She looked down at her feet in thought, as if making a big decision. One that would change her life. She looked back up, into Kurt's eyes, "Will I ever see you again?"