A/N: I know, I've been dead for ever, but I'm back! School has been so busy I've had no time to think about updating, I'm sorry, please don't stone me! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, even if it is a little small. You'll get a surprise (even if it might be a lil out of cannon, but I don't care :P) that will carry over into the next chapter.

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A shapely woman wearing a blue pantsuit and carrying a brown briefcase walked into the police station. She walked up to the counter where a young male police officer was working on a crossword puzzle.

"I'm here for my boys."

The young officer startled at hearing her voice, and after digesting her statement, asked, "Ok, who are your boys?"

"Oh, you must be new here." She stuck out her free hand, "Hi, I'm Raven Darkholme."

"Oh, uh" he turned, not taking her hand, "Doris!" An older woman with glasses walked up to the desk with a big ring of keys.

"Cell three," She croaked as she gave the keys to the younger officer, "Good luck."

His face turned white as he showed Mystique to where the Brotherhood were kept. They walked through a set of sizable oak doors that opened to a row of jail cells. As they walked down the hall toward the cell, they could hear the Brotherhood squabbling.

"You gotta get me out of here, I'm too pretty to be in jail!" Stated a whiney voice that was clearly Pietro's.

"Will you shut up, you haven't stopped whining since we've been in here." Came an older brother tone that was most likely Lance.

"I gotta get out of here!"

"Shut up!" Lance punched Pietro in the arm.

"OW! Quit it!" Pietro hit him back. They were too busy fighting that they didn't notice the officer and Raven stop in front of the cell, Raven grabbing her temple in frustration.

"Freddy," She moaned. He grabbed both the boys and held them apart. "Thank you, Freddy."

Pietro, still hanging from Freddy's hand, spoke. "You're here to save us, right?"

"Do you know how much I've done to get you out of here?"

"Who'd you sleep with now?"

"Freddy, drop him."

"Ow!" Pietro went crashing to the floor.

Raven stood there and looked over her boys, and noticed that Pietro had a black eye. Raven stuck her face close to the bars and looked directly at Pietro. "Who kicked your ass?"

There was a blur moving from Freddy's feet to the bars, and Pietro's face appeared at the bars. "It was the big cop!"

"That's not true," The young officer exclaimed, and pointed at Lance, "It was the tall one."

"Really?" Raven said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice, "Boys, where did Pietro get the black eye?"

"A cop hit him," Lance said.

"Yeah, with his billy club, yo," Todd said.

"In the eye," Freddy spoke up.

"It really hurts." Pietro whined.

Raven turned to the young officer. "Open the jail cell," she demanded.

"Yes, ma'am." His voice cracked slightly as he took the keys out and struggled to find the right one. Just then Deven walked through the big double doors. He took one look at the scene near the end of the hall and shook his head.

"Cromwell, what on God's green Earth are you doing?" Deven said in a stern voice, making everyone but Raven jump.

Poor Cromwell, the young officer, was visibly shaking all over now, stress eating away at his nervous system, "Um, sh-she came to, uh, to get them," He stuttered as Deven walked up.

"Really now," The big man said with a slight southern drawl, "And what makes you think you can do that, lil miss?" He looked down at Raven, and she looked back up at him coldly.

"These," She pulled out papers and handed them to him, "Release papers, the DA dropped the case against my boys."

Deven glanced at the papers, then handed them back to Raven, a look of disgust momentarily passing on his face.

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Back at the ranch...
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There was trouble in the Brotherhood house as soon as they stepped in the door. A large brown dictionary was hurled into the mass of what was the Brotherhood, effectively hitting Lance in the head.

"Ouch, hey!"

"I can't believe you idiots got arrested." Wanda wailed.

"Hey, don't blame us," Pietro said, "It was all Toad's fault. Him and his new girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend, yo!" Todd whined in protest.

"Really, then why do I have this?" He pointed to his black eye.

"Hey, it's not my fault he's a jerk!"

"Well this wouldn't a happened if you weren't bangin' his daughter!" Pietro said.

"I'm not bangin' her!" As he stormed off to his room.

"I guess not that much happened in ten minutes." Lance said, rubbing the back of his head.

"I don't have time to worry about you freaks, I got a date tonight." Wanda said before she stalked upstairs to her room.

"Yeah, I gotta go see Kitty tonight."

"Does she know you're coming?" Pietro asked.

"Does it matter?"

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Several Hours Later
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Lance was sitting in a tree just inside the fences of the X-Men mansion, looking through a window.

"Lance, why are you in a tree?" He looked down and saw Wanda.

"Well I was looking for Kitty, but I found something a Hell of a lot more entertaining"

"And what would that be?"

"Pietro screwing Jean...sideways."

Wanda stood there for a moment, then quickly climbed the tree.

"Pietro, you slut loving bastard." Wanda said. Then she and Lance's eyes went wide.

"Is that even possible?" They both strained to look through the window, and as a result fell off the limb they were sitting on.

"Get off my ass!" Wanda shrieked.

They both stood up and brushed off dirt. "Well I guess we should get going before we wake up Wolverine."

"God forbid." They both started towards the gate and hopped over.

As soon as Lance dropped down he had a realization. "Wait, Wanda, what were you doing here?"

"Is that any of your business?"

"You live in the Brotherhood house, so yes."

"I told you, I had a date, but the jerk wasn't here." She dug her hands in her pockets and walked faster.

"Oh, who was it?" Lance said with sarcasm in his voice.

Then he tripped over an invisible crack in the sidewalk.

"Was that really necessary?"

"Is my love life any of your business?" She spat at him.

"Well, define love." He took a couple of bounds and caught back up with her.

She glared at him. "What?" Lance asked, raising his hands, "I'm just asking. Well, at any rate you're probably getting more action than me."

"Hey, I'm not a slut."

"No kidding, are you related to Pietro?" She slugged him in the arm. "Ow, do You suffer from permanent PMS or do you just get meaner once a month?"

Wanda stopped and looked down, lost in thought.

"What is it now?" Lance tried to make his question sound sarcastic, but caring seemed to show through. The Scarlet Witch looked up at him.

"Can you keep a secret?" She asked. Lance nodded. "I've been sterile since I was twelve."

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A/N: Stay tuned for the next chapter...