Time for a Freak Out

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His suspicions were confirmed.

Kurt watched Grace as she sat in a grassy field. He wasn't close to her but he wasn't far enough for her to panic. Over the last two days they had actually grown close and she had gotten, in a way, dependant on him. He regarded her as a sister or something along those lines and she thought of him as a brother. Kurt, at the moment, was hidden, sitting in a tree, watching as Grace caused flowers to pop up out of the ground around her.

"She's a plant person." He muttered, shifting closer but still remaining hidden at the same time. They needed a break from the travels. They were very close to the institute but Kurt just didn't feel like he could return just yet. He raised an eyebrow as he watched Grace pluck the flowers from the ground and crumble them up in her hands before blowing them away. His eyes widened as she dropped her hand but kept her arm out and then twirled her finger in a circle. As he finger moved, so also did the wind pick up and make a tiny tornado like thing with the crushed up petals and leaves.

Kurt fell out of the tree in shock.

"Oh my gosh, are you ok?" Grace asked, scrambling to her feet and running over to him.

"I'm…I'm alright." Kurt said, slowly getting up. Grace looked at him. "I was just…shocked."

"Oh…yeah…that." Grace said, looking down as if ashamed. "I try not to but I can't help it. I just feel like I have to and…"

"Grace…" Kurt said. Grace lifted her head. "Do not be ashamed for who you are and what you do."

"But…" Grace said.

"Whatever those people told you…forget it." Kurt said. "Take my word on this. I have spent many years being ashamed of myself. At least you're not blue."

"I like blue." Grace said, after a pause. She then threw her arms around Kurt and hugged him. "There's nothing wrong with you. You're the best person I've met."

"Then you haven't met many people." Kurt said, hugging her back.

"True." Grace said. "Are we going to go see those people you…" She stopped, stepping away from Kurt with wide eyes. Kurt spun around, thinking there was someone behind him. Seeing no one there he looked confused until he heard Grace groan in pain and then a thud as she fell. He spun around again and instantly fell to his knees in front of her.

"Grace? Grace, what is wrong?" Kurt asked. Her hands were held out in front of her and her wrists were clasped together. Kurt gently reached forward to try and pull them apart but Grace screamed in pain as soon as he touched her sleeve covered wrist and he withdrew his hands quickly. "What's wrong?"

"Please don't tell…" Grace muttered, her face streaked with tears as her gaze fell to her outstretched arms. Kurt reached forward again but this time tugged at her sleeves further up her arms…

And then froze at the sight before him.

"Alright everyone, I think that's the end of this lesson." Ororo said. "Be sure to do the work I assigned you. Go get some lunch." The class eagerly packed up as quickly as they could. One of the speed kids finished first and was out of the class before anyone else had even closed their books. At different paces they all left and Ororo watched with an amused look. She left the classroom and decided to go outside. She looked at the front gates and narrowed her eyes, trying to see what was on the other side.

Black smoke was visible and the shape of a person. The person was gone and then reappeared in another puff of black smoke closer. Ororo's eyes narrowed more as this process repeated itself a few more times before she finally realized who it was.

"Oh my…Kurt!" She said. She smiled slightly, having not seen him in such a long time. There was something off though…it looked as if he was carrying something. He was teleporting too quickly for her to notice though until he appeared right in front of her, looking frantic.

"Help, please." Kurt said. "I don't…I don't know what happened." Both of them looked at the girl (Grace) who was unconscious in Kurt's arms.

"Oh my god." Ororo said.

They were down in the med lab a few minutes later. Ororo had already called Hank and he was due to arrive any minute. For the last few months he had been alternating with his job with the government and helping at the school.

"Kurt, where did she come from?" Ororo asked, looking down at Grace lying on the med lab table. Kurt had told her the name he had given her but that was it.

"I think it was West Virginia." He said, looking at Grace somewhat sadly. What he had seen at the park had brought to his attention even more of the suffering that she had gone through. He didn't think it was that bad.

"Here's a better question, who is she?" Logan asked, walking in with Hank behind him. "Intercepted the fur ball here as he arrived."

"Do I have to tell you not to call me that every time?" Hank asked, going past him and over to where Kurt and Ororo were standing either side of Grace.

"Umm…yep." Logan said, smirking.

"What do we have here?" Hank asked, glaring at Logan before looking seriously as the unconscious girl. "What happened?"

"I…I don't know." Kurt said, fidgeting slightly. He wasn't about to abandon the little bit of trust he had earned from her by doing what she asked him not to do. Logan let his curiosity get the better of him and he stepped closer to join the little group. Kurt's fidgeting increased. He knew this would freak Grace out if she woke up with all these people standing over her. "You're too close."

"What?" Logan asked.

"She's not…she's not comfortable with people." Kurt said. Logan raised an eyebrow and looked at Ororo who nodded and the two backed off.

"I think we should just leave Hank to helping her." Ororo said. Logan shrugged and left the room with her. They sat outside and waited. It wasn't long before there was a scream from the room and the sound of something breaking that brought them back into the room to see Kurt trying to calm Grace with little luck.

"It's alright, it's alright." Kurt said.

"But…he…it…it was there…and…but…" Grace muttered incoherently as she moved as far away from Hank as possible. Kurt held her upper arms loosely and trying comforting her but it was useless.

"What happened?" Ororo asked.

"He stuck a needle into her arm and she woke up." Kurt explained. "Then she yanked it out and threw it against the door so watch where you step." Logan looked down and spotted the broke glass and other pieces from the needle. He side stepped away from it as Kurt finally managed to calm down the frantic girl.

"I'm…I'm sorry." Grace said, looking over at Hank who had backed away as soon as she sat up, giving her space.

"It's alright." Hank said.

"Are these…these the people?" Grace asked, looking at Kurt.

"Yes." Kurt said. He looked at Ororo and Logan. "These are Miss Monroe and…"

"Just stick with Logan, alright." Logan said, slightly growling. Grace seemed to visibly shrink as if trying to hide behind Kurt. He knew it probably wasn't the best thing to do but Logan couldn't help it…it's just the way he was.

"I don't think you're helping." Hank said, casting another glare in Logan's direction.

"Are you two staying?" Logan asked, ignoring Hank and looking at Kurt.

"I think so." Kurt said.

"I'll go do arrangements then." Logan said. He gave Hank his own glare before leaving.

"Grace…" Ororo said, softly. Grace carefully looked at her. "I'm Ororo Monroe. I'm also known as Storm. If you need anything you can talk to me ok?" Grace blinked. Kurt looked at Ororo gratefully. The young girl nodded and Ororo left as well.

"No need to worry, young lady." Hank said, resuming his position on the other side of the table from Kurt. Grace turned her attention back to him. "You're in good hands here. We'll make sure you stay safe." Grace looked at Kurt who nodded. She slowly laid back down again and Hank, this time informing her of everything he was going to do before he did it, tried another needle and then ran a few tests. By the time he was done, Logan came back and led Kurt and Grace up to a room where they could stay, figuring the moment that Kurt left her, Grace would probably freak out.

"Can I talk to you blue boy?" Logan asked, watching Grace with a wary eye as she looked around the room.

"Umm…I guess." Kurt said. Grace looked at them. "We'll be just out the door."

"Ok." Grace said, slowly. Logan and Kurt left the room and, despite the fear that had suddenly crept into her, Grace resumed examining the room.

"What the hell is wrong with her?" Logan asked, quietly.

"She's had…a tough life." Kurt said. "As far as I know."

"As far as you know? How long have you known her?" Logan asked, keeping his senses partially on the girl moving around in the room next to him.

"Only a few days." Kurt said.

"She seems pretty dependant on you." Logan said, crossing his arms.

"I think I'm the first person she's known that is nice to her." Kurt said. "I also think she's now afraid of you."

"Most people are." Logan said, somewhat bitterly. "Storm tell you about what's happened here?"

"No." Kurt said, shaking his head.

"Charles is dead." Logan said. Kurt's eyes widened. "Jean killed him."

"But didn't Jean die?" Kurt asked.

"She came back." Logan said. "Well…an alter-ego of hers or something like that did. She killed Scott too. It's actually been a complete year, 365 days…well…I think 367 now." Kurt looking slightly worried. "You don't have to worry about her though. She's dead again…for good this time."

"Oh?" Kurt asked. "How?"

"I killed her." Logan said, quietly.

"I'm sorry." Kurt said. They were quiet for a bit and the room's door opened a crack. Both of them looked at Grace as she opened the door more. "What is it?"

"I'm…kinda hungry." Grace said. Kurt smacked himself in the forehead, making Grace jump.

"Kind of? I just remembered you haven't eaten this whole trip." He said. Grace looked down.

"Well that was smart." Logan said. "Don't feed the kid for a few days…" Grace narrowed her eyes slightly.

"We'll go get something." Kurt said. Grace slid out of the room and closed the door behind her, standing close to Kurt and keeping a reasonable distance between herself and Logan. Neither man missed it and, as Kurt and Grace walked down to the kitchen, Logan couldn't help but feel bad for making her afraid of him.