Sorry this is a day late.

KURT

It was weeks before Kurt had the opportunity to find out what was going on with Wanda. He didn't want to go to the Professor, because as much as he trusted Xavier he didn't think his mentor would give him as much information as he wanted-if he even had it. And though Pietro and Lorna had come back to the institute, they never even mentioned Wanda.

Something was up.

Then the Professor announced that the whole school would be taking a field trip to Genosha.

If Kurt could find out how Wanda was, or see her again, it would be on Genosha. He didn't give too much thought to the anticipatory butterflies the thought of talking to her again made him feel. He was just worried something bad had happened, that was all.

Genosha was so much more than Kurt had imagined. The buildings were as tall as any in New York city, everything sleek and ultramodern-and for once he didn't have to use his image inducer. There were mutants everywhere, using their powers, not hiding who they truly were. It was incredible.

All the students seemed to share the same awe. Kitty asked, "Hey Professor, why are we living on the mainland when we could be here, using our powers whenever we want?"

Xavier steepled his hands and looked over the gathered students. "Because segregation solves nothing of the greater part of mutant kind. If we cut ourselves off from the humans it will be too easy for them to think of us as separate and other. It is better to live among them, to show them that we are just as human as they are. Perhaps even more so."

They toured the city, learning about landmarks and important historic locations (there were surprisingly a lot of both, considering how young the little mutant nation was). There was on particular house that was rumored to be the home of a reclusive former superstar who'd been outed in the eighties, and Jean had to restrain Kitty from phasing through the walls to get a peek.

The whole time Kurt kept looking back over the rooftops to where Magneto's grand metal palace towered against the cloudless blue sky. Wanda would be there. Inside those walls somewhere. He just needed to slip away for a few minutes, teleport over there, and find her.

Easier said than done. The students were broken up into small groups under different teachers, and Kurt was in Logan's group. It would be nearly impossible to slip away without drawing his notice.

He didn't escape until it was almost time for everyone to leave, when they stopped to have a picnic dinner and Logan left to have a smoke. When dinner was over and they gathered all the kids back onto the X-jet Kurt was nowhere to be found.

BAMF

Kurt appeared high atop one of the steel walls of Magneto's grand palace, clinging with his hands and feet as he crept quietly from window to window, looking for some sign of Wanda. Would she want a view of the rose gardens? The courtyard?

It took him an hour to find her room. He didn't know what it was exactly that tipped him off, but he knew it immediately. The neat stacks of books on the desk, barely lit by moonlight. A whiff of her perfume.

"Vonda?" He called softly through the window, peering into the dim interior of her room. He heard someone shifting, sheets rustling, then a pale form sitting up in the large canopied bed.

Wanda, her hair mussed and her eyes so wide they caught the moonlight. She raised one hand as if to draw on her powers but no scarlet light lit the room. Her voice sounded just a little bit afraid. "Who's there?"

"Kurt?" It came out sounding like a question. "From the Xavier institute."

"Kurt?" She shook her head. "No, it can't be."

BAMF

He teleported to her bedside, crouching on the floor and leaning forward on his elbows. Wanda looked confused but happy to see him.

"What are you doing here?"

"Checking on you. When Lorna and Pietro came back to the institute without you I was vorried..."

"Pietro and Lorna went back to the institute? I didn't even know."

"You didn't know? Are you sick?"

"I just never leave my rooms anymore. Father says it's for the best."

"Because of your powers?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm safer now. They took my powers away."

"What do you mean, they took your powers away? How?"

She blinked, then gestured to a capped pill bottle on her bedside table. "My medicine."

Kurt picked up the bottle and turned it over in his hands. It was unmarked. "Vonda...is your father drugging you? Is he using some sort of...x-gene inhibitor?"

Wanda shook her head vehemently. "I was dangerous. They-" she coughed violently, and he noticed how pale and thin she was. He'd heard about x-gene inhibitors and their side effects were never pretty. But Magneto using them on his own daughter? He couldn't believe it. Her voice was a hoarse rasp. "They fixed me."

"You didn't need to be fixed," Kurt said, shaking his head. "I'm going to go find some help for you. Professor Xavier can talk to your father."

He moved to leave but her hand caught his sleeve.

"Stay," she pleaded.

"Vonda, I can't. If your father finds me here..."

Her face crumpled. "Please. He doesn't let anyone see me. It gets so lonely."

"Alright." He teleported onto the bed and gathered her into his arms. She seemed half-delirious, but she pressed her face to his neck and stroked the fur of his shoulder.

She mumbled, "I missed you."

Kurt blinked with surprise, because this was so unlike Wanda, and he hadn't even thought she liked him this much. But then, she was on some sort of drug and seemed a little out of it.

"I missed you, too," he said softly, and for him it was the truth. "Have you been practicing your German?"

"Mmmhmm," she said, yawning and blinking sleepily. She ran her hand up his neck and into his hair. "Hat dir jemals jemand gesagt, dass du sehr weich bist?" Has anyone ever told you that you are very soft?

Kurt let out a breath of laughter. "Nein, no one has ever told me that. Your accent is perfect."

"Your accent is perfect," she said, and seemed to find it incredibly funny because she laughed quietly at her own joke, until she could hardly breathe, and finally fell asleep.

Kurt found sleep far more elusive. He'd been worried about Wanda but he hadn't expected anything like this. He needed to tell the Professor, or find some way to get Wanda out of here. But in her fragile state he didn't know if it would be a good idea to teleport with her.

He eventually fell asleep, but awoke with a start when the doors to Wanda's room banged open with a resounding crash. Magneto himself stormed in, looking furious.

"Young man," he said scathingly, "get away from my daughter."

Kurt, instantly wide awake, teleported across the room as Wanda stirred groggily, reaching for someone who was no longer there.

Magneto advanced on Kurt, threateningly. "If you have hurt one hair on her head-"

"If I've hurt her? You're the one drugging her! I thought you believed in mutant freedom."

"Do not forget to whom you speak." Magneto's steely eyes went very cold, and Kurt was suddenly glad that he wasn't made of metal, because he thought that if he was Magneto would have ripped him apart right then and there.

Umm. Sorry about the cliff hanger idk maybe Kurt will be ripped limb from limb next week? I hope not.