Author's note- To get this part remember Moira MacTaggart is NOT a mutant,
she was the first human to get the Legacy virus.
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Training and Coffee
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I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble
We never could have come this far
I took the good times; I'll take the bad times
I'll take you just the way you are
-Billy Joel
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Logan came back in just in time to see the two kiss. "I interuptin'."
"Of course not," Kitty smiled.
"Yes," Pete said at the same time. Kitty stroked Lockheed's head as the small dragon flew to her side and perched beside her. She shot Pete a look but he merely grinned at her.
"So, half-pint," Logan said. "You've still been trainin', right?"
Kitty smiled at her mentor. "Everyday."
"She wakes me up in the mornin's," Pete growled good-naturedly.
"Oh, please," Kitty said rolling her eyes. "You go right back to sleep."
"Yeah, but it ain't the same without you," he grinned.
"I want to see if you've been slackin' off," Logan said.
"Danger room sessions?" Kitty asked in mock horror. "I thought that me getting out of here would have stopped those."
"No, half-pint," Logan said. "One-on-one."
She winced. "I think I'd, like, rather have the danger room sessions." He laughed and stood up with a sigh she followed him into the other room. Pete and Lockheed followed them.
"Do you want pads?" he asked getting out a staff.
"No thanks," she said getting one for herself. Remy had taught Rogue and her how to fight with a staff, expanding upon what Logan had taught them so she was fairly good at it. She twirled the staff expertly.
"Don't show off, half-pint," he growled.
"As you wish, Wolvie." He swung and she ducked before raising her staff to defect the next blow.
"Not bad. No phasing."
"No claws," she smiled. He rolled his eyes and struck again. She blocked and countered his move. They continued like this for quite some time with Pete watching his girlfriend holding her own against Wolverine, proudly. That was until he went for a cigarette and Lockheed once again stole his pack.
"Get back here you bleedin' flying rat!" Pete yelled chasing after the dragon. Kitty and Logan looked after him then back at each other.
"This happens all the time," Kitty sighed causing Logan to burst into laughter.
"He treat you well?" Logan asked taking her staff and getting out the pads.
"He's wonderful," Kitty said seriously. "I love him, Logan, I really do."
"Good, I'd have ta have to tear my old friend apart." She put on the pads and they faced each other. "Rules are as they always were, loser buys dinner."
She smiled. "What do you want?"
"I'll decide later," he smirked. They trained for thirty minutes until Logan won. "Not bad, half-pint, yer gettin' better."
"I've missed this," Kitty confessed. "You know, training with you."
"Me too, kid," Logan said with a rare smile.
Pete came back looking ticked. "I'm going to kill that purple aardvark. Ready to go, Pryde?"
"I can take a raincheck on dinner," Logan said.
Kitty went to her mentor and hugged him tightly. "I've missed you so much, we all have."
"Maybe I'll come up," Logan offered. She smiled brightly at that idea. She and Pete went out to the plane, Lockheed trailing behind them holding the empty wrapper to Pete's cigarette pack and chuckling evilly.
In Scotland
Kitty took the plane down just in time for breakfast. The two sat down with the group sat down and Pete grabbed himself a cup of coffee. He took a drink and almost spit it back out. "Wot in the bloody `ell?!" he exclaimed. "Someone tryin' t' kill meh? It ain't nice t' mess with a man's coffee? Which o' you wankers is responsible for this travesty?!" The others looked at Pete shocked at his outburst, and then turned to Moira who was cackling. "You!"
"Don' ye like the coffee, ye Sassenach?" Moira laughed.
"Who let the harradin make the bleedin' coffee?"
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, Pete, it, like, can't be that bad."
"So you say, luv, you didn't have to taste it."
Moira glared at Pete. "It's not my fault if the English are too weak to stand good Scottish coffee."
"Weak?" Pete demanded. "Show me one other person who can drink it." Moira smirked and took a deep drink. "I knew it!"
"Knew vhat?" Kurt asked despite himself.
"She's not human, she can't be."
"Pete," Kitty said trying to dispel the growing argument.
"Don' say that to my mum!" Rahne yelled at the Englishman.
"Just statin' the truth, furtop."
"Don't get upset, lassie," Moira said. "Wisdom is just suffering from the effects of good coffee on his weak English body."
"Now you're callin' me weak?" Pete demanded.
"Aye," Moira said with a nod.
"Pete," Kitty said taking her lovers hand. "I think you need a cigarette." She drug him away from the table. Moira, her battle with her favorite adversary over, retreated to her bedroom.
"Dat was... different..." Remy said slowly.
"Yes," Warren agreed. "Does that happen often?"
"Yes," Betsy said.
"Especially when my mum makes the coffee," Rahne said.
"You'd think Wisdom would learn," Brian said. The others merely laughed at that.
"I'm afraid that I have some very bad news," Kurt said. He took Amanda's hand in his own. "Meine liebe and Herr Ramsey are going to be leaving in two days." Rahne sighed which caused Doug to reach out and take her hand.
"And Doug and I have good news," Amanda smiled.
"See, I'm a mutant," Doug said. "I've talked to my parents, they were going to send me to the institute but I told them about this place and they said I could stay here, to get control and everything."
"You're a mutant?" Rahne asked surprised.
"What be yer power?" Remy asked.
"Let's just say that all those times that you and Rogue were whispering in French that I understood everything."
"Merde," Remy murmured remembering some of the things he had said to Rogue. Rogue was remembering them too and blushed deeply.
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Author's note- Yes, I'm afraid that unless I can come up with a good reason (hint, please help me with one) Amanda will be leaving for a couple months.
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Training and Coffee
~*~
I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble
We never could have come this far
I took the good times; I'll take the bad times
I'll take you just the way you are
-Billy Joel
~*~
Logan came back in just in time to see the two kiss. "I interuptin'."
"Of course not," Kitty smiled.
"Yes," Pete said at the same time. Kitty stroked Lockheed's head as the small dragon flew to her side and perched beside her. She shot Pete a look but he merely grinned at her.
"So, half-pint," Logan said. "You've still been trainin', right?"
Kitty smiled at her mentor. "Everyday."
"She wakes me up in the mornin's," Pete growled good-naturedly.
"Oh, please," Kitty said rolling her eyes. "You go right back to sleep."
"Yeah, but it ain't the same without you," he grinned.
"I want to see if you've been slackin' off," Logan said.
"Danger room sessions?" Kitty asked in mock horror. "I thought that me getting out of here would have stopped those."
"No, half-pint," Logan said. "One-on-one."
She winced. "I think I'd, like, rather have the danger room sessions." He laughed and stood up with a sigh she followed him into the other room. Pete and Lockheed followed them.
"Do you want pads?" he asked getting out a staff.
"No thanks," she said getting one for herself. Remy had taught Rogue and her how to fight with a staff, expanding upon what Logan had taught them so she was fairly good at it. She twirled the staff expertly.
"Don't show off, half-pint," he growled.
"As you wish, Wolvie." He swung and she ducked before raising her staff to defect the next blow.
"Not bad. No phasing."
"No claws," she smiled. He rolled his eyes and struck again. She blocked and countered his move. They continued like this for quite some time with Pete watching his girlfriend holding her own against Wolverine, proudly. That was until he went for a cigarette and Lockheed once again stole his pack.
"Get back here you bleedin' flying rat!" Pete yelled chasing after the dragon. Kitty and Logan looked after him then back at each other.
"This happens all the time," Kitty sighed causing Logan to burst into laughter.
"He treat you well?" Logan asked taking her staff and getting out the pads.
"He's wonderful," Kitty said seriously. "I love him, Logan, I really do."
"Good, I'd have ta have to tear my old friend apart." She put on the pads and they faced each other. "Rules are as they always were, loser buys dinner."
She smiled. "What do you want?"
"I'll decide later," he smirked. They trained for thirty minutes until Logan won. "Not bad, half-pint, yer gettin' better."
"I've missed this," Kitty confessed. "You know, training with you."
"Me too, kid," Logan said with a rare smile.
Pete came back looking ticked. "I'm going to kill that purple aardvark. Ready to go, Pryde?"
"I can take a raincheck on dinner," Logan said.
Kitty went to her mentor and hugged him tightly. "I've missed you so much, we all have."
"Maybe I'll come up," Logan offered. She smiled brightly at that idea. She and Pete went out to the plane, Lockheed trailing behind them holding the empty wrapper to Pete's cigarette pack and chuckling evilly.
In Scotland
Kitty took the plane down just in time for breakfast. The two sat down with the group sat down and Pete grabbed himself a cup of coffee. He took a drink and almost spit it back out. "Wot in the bloody `ell?!" he exclaimed. "Someone tryin' t' kill meh? It ain't nice t' mess with a man's coffee? Which o' you wankers is responsible for this travesty?!" The others looked at Pete shocked at his outburst, and then turned to Moira who was cackling. "You!"
"Don' ye like the coffee, ye Sassenach?" Moira laughed.
"Who let the harradin make the bleedin' coffee?"
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, Pete, it, like, can't be that bad."
"So you say, luv, you didn't have to taste it."
Moira glared at Pete. "It's not my fault if the English are too weak to stand good Scottish coffee."
"Weak?" Pete demanded. "Show me one other person who can drink it." Moira smirked and took a deep drink. "I knew it!"
"Knew vhat?" Kurt asked despite himself.
"She's not human, she can't be."
"Pete," Kitty said trying to dispel the growing argument.
"Don' say that to my mum!" Rahne yelled at the Englishman.
"Just statin' the truth, furtop."
"Don't get upset, lassie," Moira said. "Wisdom is just suffering from the effects of good coffee on his weak English body."
"Now you're callin' me weak?" Pete demanded.
"Aye," Moira said with a nod.
"Pete," Kitty said taking her lovers hand. "I think you need a cigarette." She drug him away from the table. Moira, her battle with her favorite adversary over, retreated to her bedroom.
"Dat was... different..." Remy said slowly.
"Yes," Warren agreed. "Does that happen often?"
"Yes," Betsy said.
"Especially when my mum makes the coffee," Rahne said.
"You'd think Wisdom would learn," Brian said. The others merely laughed at that.
"I'm afraid that I have some very bad news," Kurt said. He took Amanda's hand in his own. "Meine liebe and Herr Ramsey are going to be leaving in two days." Rahne sighed which caused Doug to reach out and take her hand.
"And Doug and I have good news," Amanda smiled.
"See, I'm a mutant," Doug said. "I've talked to my parents, they were going to send me to the institute but I told them about this place and they said I could stay here, to get control and everything."
"You're a mutant?" Rahne asked surprised.
"What be yer power?" Remy asked.
"Let's just say that all those times that you and Rogue were whispering in French that I understood everything."
"Merde," Remy murmured remembering some of the things he had said to Rogue. Rogue was remembering them too and blushed deeply.
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Author's note- Yes, I'm afraid that unless I can come up with a good reason (hint, please help me with one) Amanda will be leaving for a couple months.