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Characters: Giselle Bermudez/Charm (OC), Piotr Rasputin/Colossus, Katherine Pryde/Shadowcat, Daken, Dr. Hank McCoy/Beast, Laura Kinney/X-23, Emma Frost, Scott Summers/Cyclops, Logan/James Howlett/Wolverine, Various other Marvel Universe Characters and OC's

Summary: Kitty and Peter have a conversation that changes things. Giselle and her colleagues investigate the death of Lola, and Daken begins to feel something that he cant explain.

A/N: How did you guys like the last chapter? I'm sorry it took so long for me to post this short chapter, but hopefully you guys like it. Please R&R!

Chapter Two

Hearts

The next day, 12pm

"Peter, we cant keep this up, its not fair to you at all," Kitty said. She and Peter were having another telepathic session via Emma's psi-link, allowing them to talk in Kitty's current state. Since returning from the giant bullet that was fired off the Breakworld in their first mission together since Kitty returned to the X-Men, and Peter returned from the dead, she was unable to unphase, something that was attributed to an intense muscle according Dr. Kavita Rao. This also left Kitty unable to speak, and so she and her Russian giant, Colossus, had to speak in Emma Frost's mind.

"Katya, what are you saying? It doesn't matter to me, as long as I can spend some time with you I'm happy," Peter said. It seemed like they had been having this conversation more and more, and Peter didn't like where it was heading. He could feel Kitty pulling away from him, and he didn't want that to happen. He just wanted to love her as best he could, but also knew that she could be stubborn and if she wasn't feeling the direction this was heading in, she would end it. Never mind that she had a monster crush on him since she was 15. Never mind all they had been through together over the years.

"I love you and that's all that counts, we'll get through this and everything will be set right my love," he said, trying to assuage her fears. But she wouldn't be deterred. Today was the day as far as she was concerned. No matter what he said, she knew it was only a matter of time before he couldn't take it anymore, and would leave her. She wanted to end things while they were still on good terms, and before anyone got hurt too badly. It would hurt now, but in the end, he would thank her. She was sure of it.

"It's over Pete," she said quietly, "I think it was pretty much over before it started. Fate saw to that. Something always comes up to tear us apart. You dying, twice, Me getting stuck in this intangible form, you falling for the alien healer Zsaji. There are far too many things going against us for us to work in the long run, and I think its best if-"

"Katya, no don't-" Piotr began, but she cut him off.

"I think it's best if we just end things now. You deserve a woman you can touch, one you can actually make love to, someone you can actually kiss. Peter, it's over. I love you with all my heart, but it's over," she said. Then disappeared. Emma appeared then with a look on her face that read pure sympathy.

"Peter, I'm sorry, she shut her mind off to me, effectively ending the psi-link. I thin perhaps you should take some time alone," she said, not really knowing what to say, as shocked at what she just witnessed, and yet, not entirely shocked since she had also see this coming for weeks now.

Peter cut his mind off from the link as well, and looked at Emma. He just sat there, and put his head in his hands. A tear fell, and he got up and stormed out of Emma's office. He went to his room and slammed the door.

Fillmore District, 3pm

Giselle had just gotten to the scene when their agents were removing the furniture. At a normal crime scene, everything would had to have remained just as it was found for fear of damaging evidence. That was something Giselle and her team didn't have to worry about at all. Giselle was not the only person on the team who was a mutant. The entire organization was run by mutants. Lola, the girl who had been killed was their leader until Julius had shown up. Lola was a shifter, she could become anyone and anything, and had the ability to change her scent as well as manipulate the pheromones she emitted. This made her an absolute asset in the field. Until Julius had shown up.

Julius was a shifter as well, and could do pretty much everything that Lola could. But the main difference was that Julius had a healing factor, and voluntarily had adamantium bonded to his fingers and skull, and around his heart, making him even more of an asset than Lola. So she had been demoted, and fell into a depression because of it. She began drinking heavily, showing up late to work, if at all. She was living her life on the edge, attending sex clubs and slowly developing an addiction to cocaine, which she had been able to keep secret until the agents showed up and were investigating the scene of her death.

"You think you know a person," Julius said, exiting the kitchen and looking at Giselle. Julius was about an inch shorter than Giselle, standing at 5'11'', with long dreads and cat-like eyes that glowed. His canines came down into long fangs, giving him an almost vampiric appearance. Giselle didn't have to be a telepath in order to tell that he didn't give a damn that Lola was dead, he was only here because Bionka made him come. They heard a noise at the door and turned to face it. There they saw a tall Asian woman enter.

Neveah Lee was Giselle's other colleague and was the only one left on the team that she liked anymore. Neveah was extremely flexible, and was gifted in several forms of martial arts as well as possessing the ability to teleport and one other ability that made it absolutely necessary that she be here. Neveah could simply touch a part of a room, and see everything that happened in that room throughout it's entire history. The farther back she went however, she less she remembered about what was going on in her own life.

"Neveah, nice of you to show up," Julius said, clearing his throat, "I see that I must be the only one who takes this job seriously"

"Shove it, Julius," Neveah said, "you act like we're here to bring Jesus back from the dead." At this she bent down in the middle of the room and touched the floor. Her eyes turned completely black and glowed with a faint purple light around the rims. She reached up with her free hand and took Giselle's hand, a signal for Giselle to link there minds. Giselle closed her eyes and focused, and then she heard a popping sound and saw what Neveah was seeing. She heard another popping sound and felt Julius was watching too.

The vision looked like watching a videotape on rewind, as they saw themselves enter the room, and then their agents leaving, and as they went further back, they saw Lola entering her apartment with a man. He had a mohawk, which was the first thing Giselle noticed. The man was wearing a black suit, which made him look attractive in a "Mad Men" kind of way, but that was where the attraction ended. She needed to get a better look at his face. When Neveah had these visions, once inside the vision with her, you could move around, and were intangible to the world inside the vision. Giselle walked up to the man and was about to get a good look at his face when Lola kissed him.

"Neveah, go back to when they first came in," Giselle said. The scene before them began to rewind again, and Giselle was very thankful for her intangibility at the moment because if she hadn't been intangible, she would've been punched in the face by Lola. The scene began to replay and Giselle got a good look at the man's face. And stopped. She had a dream about this man the night Lola died.

5pm, Downtown

Daken awoke with a feeling of satisfaction on his face. Two days since the attack and nothing had happened to him. No one came after him the way the girl said they would. No police, no ambush, nothing to make Daken believe that anyone even knew he was in the states. He went out onto his balcony an looked out at Utopia X. He felt drawn there for some reason. Most likely because of what had happened the last time he went out there. He had come to California with the main goal of learning more of the truth of his past and his mother, to learn what was real what Romulus had made up. At this point he was certain Romulus made up everything he had ever been told.

After a shower and a fresh outfit, Daken left the hotel, heading to the marina. He was going out to Utopia X today, and no one was going to stop him. Until he saw her. She was walking towards the muni station, with a dark hoodie, tight jeans, and boots. She had hazel-green eyes, and long dark hair that cascaded in waves down her back. He began to follow her. There was something about her that he needed. He didnt understand why but she was what he wanted. He ran down the stairs into the underground train station, but she was nowhere to be found. He tried to smell her, or hear her, but to no avail. She was gone. And he needed to find her. He couldn't explain why, he just had this uncontrollable urge to go after her and find her.

6pm, Tenderloin, HQ

"So she was murdered by a trick," Bionka summed up. There was no evidence of it being a hate crime towards a mutant or a transgender woman, so Bionka just figured that Lola was now prostituting herself and the man was an unsatisfied customer. The only reason she thought that way was because Lola had started out as a prostitute when she first came to San Francisco.

Lola couldn't find work anywhere, and not because she was a mutant, but because the employers refused to look past her being trans. They saw her and assumed, Oh, she's a transsexual? I don't want that in my business. Customers will think we run a brothel in the back rooms. After a week of job hunting, she was about to lose the hotel room where she was staying so she gave up and went to the track. She saw other trans women doing the same thing, and after a few months, she was making enough money to pay her room fee everyday, and maybe get something to eat, or a few toiletries here and there. Bionka found her like that, and offered to help her. That's how Lola ended up at the agency. And now she was dead.

"Bionka, I know who did this," Giselle piped up, "Just let me go undercover and I can get him and bring him in!"

"Giselle, at this point, why would we bother? He was a pissed off trick. And there's nothing we can do about it but wait for him to do it again, and next time, call it in to the proper authorities," Bionka said. She hated that this was the position she had to take, but at this point, that was the only option. The agency wasn't exactly legal, and bringing in the authorities now would only reveal their organization to be a mutant owned and operated assassination firm. Then they would all be in jail. Not to mention the X-Men would then know about them, which would piss her off royally after all the hard work she and her scientists went through to make sure that they would not be picked up by any mutant tracking software.

"You know what, Bionka," Giselle said, disgust dripping from her voice, "I quit." And then walked out. Bionka was stunned. Giselle was the last one she ever thought would quit the agency. Now she was down a telepath. This was not going to last very long.

"Do you want me to go after her, boss," Julius said, moving towards the door.

"No, let her go. Give her a few weeks to cool off. She was very close with Lola, so she probably just needs some time to grieve. However nobody walks away from the agency, and I mean nobody. In 6 weeks, we retrieve her, whether she likes it or not."

A week later

6pm, Utopia X

There was a loud knock at the door, waking Peter from his sleep.

"Come on Ruskie," he heard Logan say from the other side of the door, "We're going out."

"Go away," he yelled back. His door was then opened and Wolverine looked at him, "We're going out, and there's nothing you can say or do to change that. Get dressed, get your shit, and let's go."

About 20 minutes later, they were in a bar, off Sutter and Market streets in San Francisco. They both had a beer, and Peter appeared to be feeling the effects of it more than Logan, most likely because he didn't have that convenient healing factor. That's when she entered the bar. She stood about six feet tall, and had long dark hair that fell down to her chest in curls. She had hazel-green eyes, and skin that glowed as if she had just returned from a vacation in the tropics. She was wearing a leather jacket with a white tee shirt and blue skinny jeans, with riding boots that went up to just under her knees, and had on silver hoop earrings, a silver chain, and was flawless as far as the men were concerned.

Logan sensed something about her immediately. Her scent was a mixture of perfumes, makeup smells, and testosterone, something he could not recall ever smelling on a woman. Then it hit him. They were in San Francisco, duh, she must be a man right? Her top was low cut enough though that her cleavage could not be fake, not by any stretch of the imagination. He continued to wonder, and as she sat down at the bar, he figured he was just getting old. Peter was openly staring at her, and Logan felt a responsibility to his friend to let him in on what he had gathered, even if he doubted the information.

"Pete, you see something you like, bub," Logan asked, a slight teasing tone in his voice.

"Logan, look at her, she's beautiful," Colossus responded, not taking his eyes of the woman for a second. That's when she looked up at them.

Giselle felt their eyes on her from the moment she entered the bar, and was wary of them. She was here tonight to try and find the man who had killed Lola. In order to do that she was going to go undercover, and do everything that Lola had done the night she was murdered. So what if Bionka and the rest of the team didnt care what happened to her. Lola was her friend, the only real friend she had ever had, and she was going to do whatever it took to solve her murder and bring that man to justice. Bionka and the team be damned.

So that's Chapter Two. Let me know what you thought of it!