Chapter 9: Rage

Kurt and the team raced for the hospital wing in the mansion, and Jean hooked her up to the machine as soon as Kurt put her on the bed. Charles then studied the charts with Jean after a half hour had gone by, and he came back into the hospital room, where the team and Kurt were sitting and waiting for the news.

Charles, sighing, put his hands together and said, "Well, the good news is that Ali is still alive, and no extreme damage has been caused internally." Kurt sighed in happiness, but his joy was short-lived.

Charles then said sorrowfully, "However, it appears that she has gone into a coma." Kurt's joyful expression changed immediately, and he said, "A……a c-coma?" Charles nodded in response, and Kurt gulped and said, "Do you know when she'll come out of it?" and Charles said, "I'm afraid not, Kurt. We will simply have to wait." Kurt set his face, blinked a couple of times and looked down, holding his anger in. Evan put his hand on Kurt's shoulder and said, "Come on, man. She'll be all right, you know Ali. She's a fighter."

Kurt just stood abruptly, and he muttered, "I can't be here right now." He went to go to the door, but Jean stepped in front of him and said, "Kurt, it's okay………….." but he said loudly, " NO! I-I have to be alone. Just leave me alone, everyone." He then teleported out of the room to the gym, and he took one look around, and he noticed the practice dummy he used for his martial arts training. He then walked over to it, bowed as if he was facing an opponent, and he started to fight against it as if it was causing him physical harm.

It started to get hot, so Kurt removed his shirt and kept on fighting as a storm grew outside and thunder sounded. He continued to hit, punch and kick the dummy until he had to stop to catch his breath. He bent double, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his face. A sudden image of his girlfriend lying on that bed, not moving, came to the forefront of his mind, and, gritting his teeth, he let out one last yell of frustration and lashed out. With a swift and hard kick, he sent the dummy's head flying across the room.

His face was screwed up in pain, his lip quivered for a moment, and he teleported outside. As soon as he touched the ground, he threw his head back, and as a clap of thunder sounded and rain started to fall, he let loose a scream of anger. He screamed again, and he dropped to his knees, his tears mixing with the rain running down his face.

He kept on screaming, and he only stopped once in awhile to sob. He pitched forward and hit the ground with his fists, still screaming and beating at the ground desperately. His cries mingled with the sound of the rain beating heavily against the ground, and he screamed out, "Why? Why her? She didn't do anything to deserve this!"

Kurt then started to mutter in German, "Vater Gott, bitte antwort meines gebet (1). Nur bringen sie zuruck zu mich (2). Bitte (3). Macht nicht lassen sie sterben sie (4). Ich liebe sie (5)." Kurt continued to cry and yell and pray to God to bring Ali back, and soon, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him and pull him into an embrace. He immediately clutched onto whoever was holding him, and it wasn't until he smelled the lilac and vanilla scent that he knew who was hugging him. A sweet voice muttered, "Shhhh, it's okay, Kurt. Ah'm here, it's okay. She'll be all right." Kurt screwed up his face as he cried even harder, and he said, through his tears, "I just want her to be okay. I don't want her to die. I love her so much."

As Kurt let his emotions out and cried for his comatose girlfriend, tears mixed with rain ran down the pale and beautiful face of the one X-man who never let her emotions show until today. Rogue comforted her little brother, and wept, for the second time that day, for a girl who had become another of her best friends.

From that point, Kurt would check up on Ali every day, and he stayed by her bedside from the time he got up, to the late hours of the night. He held her hand every day and talked to her, reminding her that he loved her and of how he couldn't wait until she woke up. He would always bring her favorite flowers, the orange tiger lilies, and he would replace the ones that died.

Everyone was touched at how much Kurt, a boy who had come to the institute lonely and scared of the way he looked and how he affected others, had fallen so deeply in love with a girl who accepted him how he was, and who wasn't ashamed to share everything with him and love him so unconditionally.

Kurt was sitting by Ali's bedside once again, and he said, "Hi, schatzchen. I'm so anxious for the day to come when you wake up and I can look into your gorgeous eyes. I miss talking to you, tickling you and hearing your heavenly laugh, and just being around you. I miss holding you and kissing you, and I just hope that you have the strength to come back to me. I have to go now, but I'll be back tomorrow." Kurt stood, and he leaned over, kissed her lips softly, and, hoping she could hear him, whispered, "Ich liebe dich, mein engel."

Kurt approached the door, and with one more glance back at Ali, he left and went to bed, dreaming of his angel.

A/N: Here are the translations for the German sentences:

Father God, please answer my prayer.

Just bring her back to me.

Please.

Don't let her die.

I love her.

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