Chapter 9: Someday

I guess you all deserve this chap, especially people who have been favoriting and story alerting. Fiiine. Here's to you all! ;)

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Oh and before I forget. Please look up "Separate Ways from Journey" on youtube and LISTEN TO IT. It's kind of vital for this beginning. I love that song. ^^

Have fun reading!

A very old beat pounced into the air. It was vastly familiar; something that touched an affectionate memory somewhere deep within her mind. The melody was so tantalizing, she could taste it. It woke her up, anyhow. Kim just about fell out of bed as she looked around desperately; finding the source of such loud racket was harder than she anticipated. Then, a train of lyrics poured forth -

Someday love will find you
Break those chains that bind you
One night will remind you
How we touched
And went our separate ways…

If he ever hurts you
True love won't desert you
You know I still love you
Though we touched
And went our separate ways

The song died away slowly before Kim could wipe away her wild grin. Then, like a good luck charm, it began again. Its emotionally charged tone struck a happy chord in her heart. Man…how much her mom had loved it! Together, they used to play this song before their Saturday workout. It was the first one in their much deliberated workout play-list and it urged them to pump their feet faster; getting into the jogging rhythm.

Separate Ways by Journey, she thought dreamily. Wow. Now that's a wake up call.

At that moment, someone knocked commandingly on her door. The knocks were so sharp and quick that they startled her. Her heart kicking and fighting against her ribcage, Kim clutched her blanket closer to chest. Mom doesn't knock like that. What the…? Once her eyes settled on the door's wooden panels, the familiar confusion began to make sense.

Kim cleared her throat.

"Who's there?" she croaked.

Whoops. That sounded horrible!

"Is my phone in there?" someone called. "Should have known I'd leave it up here. I'm in this area all the frickin' time."

Kim stilled. "Mr…Logan?" She asked cautiously.

"That'd be my name darlin'. Don't wear it out. Wait. Whose room is this? I could have sworn that Kitty was right around the cor-"

Maybe because she is, Logan. You're standing in front of our newest student's chamber. Kim Reid. Or have you already forgotten?

The party on the other end of her door was quiet as Kim received Xavier's public and telepathic message. The beauty of seeing as well as feeling his words in her mind served to calm her frazzled nerves and place Kim in a state of renewed wonder. Holy sweet mother, she thought to herself. Would she ever get used to this? Kim relaxed enough to inhale deep into her diaphragm, retaining in the fresh air. She thought she heard Logan reply in a mystified, "Oh…right. She is here, isn't she?" but she couldn't be sure. His voice lowered a notch.

"May I come in, kid? I think my phone's in there."

Kim jumped out of bed and pulled on anything that was within reach. The neon blue hoodie slipped comfortably over her head. A crumpled pair of sweats lay alone on the floor before she snatched them up and over her basketball shorts. Stumbling, she grabbed open the door.

There he was, filling the space with his presence. Kim glanced up into his eyes before turning away and waving him inside. They were sharp and awake, something she expected.

"I'm not too sure if your phone is in here, but it was coming from my nightstand. I don't see anything."

Logan's lips twitched as he tried to hide a secret smile. He winked playfully.

"So it works, then. You shouldn't see it."

He knelt at her bedside and began scavenging under her mattress and near her nightstand. Kim blinked and knew, inherently, two things. One: Logan wasn't hard to be around. His abrupt but direct manner was recognizable, realistic. He didn't sugar coat anything and somehow... she could connect with that. Two: he left those words hanging, like an irresistible lure. For some reason, she felt like he was giving her a challenge. Why? Why couldn't she have seen it? She had a strong feeling that he wanted her to ask. Kim watched his eyes alight on one spot in particular.

"Wait," she said as he leaned forward. "Why? What do you mean?"

The corners of Logan's eyes crinkled as he smiled simply in reply. He curled his hand around an empty mass of air and cradled it. It looked like he was pretending to pick up a box. Kim stared at his hand furiously, debating with herself. Either he was having fun and pulling her leg, or he wasn't. Logan searched her face when she finally looked up and then he held up his hand, pressing his index finger inside, as if he was pushing a button. Just like staring down a road in the hot summertime, when the sun is scorching and the air sometimes ripples into a mirage, the air around his palm shimmered and an expensive cellphone appeared. Blue flashes of light pulsed around the keys and screen like bolts of tiny lightning before finally disappearing. The entire entrance made her jump.

"You traveled here in the X-Jet, one of the fastest metallic birds there are in these skies," he began gravely, observing her. "107 feet long, with a wingspan of approximately 55 feet and 7 inches, Xavier's baby can travel to Seattle and back within, give or take, an hour or two. It can also blend in with any surface completely. What you see with my phone? Is some experimentation...X-men style. Xavier's trying to create the right module for tinier objects to disappear, something that wont attract military or other types of attention. Since the Blackbird is one of his bigger successes, my phone readily volunteered. Did you catch all of that?"

The air between them, stilled.

Whoa, she thought silently. Maybe it was a bit to stomach. However, she wasn't going to let him know that. Kim challenged his stare. He seemed to be watching for her reaction.

"Xavier is very high tech, isn't he?" she said finally. For a minute, she expected the man in question to answer. But he didn't. It occurred to her that he didn't butt into conversations all the time, or even at all. He'd only corrected Logan for his forgetfulness.

Maybe Logan saw the small incredulity that covered her eyes before she could mask it, but he surprised her with an amused twinkle in his, before he burst into a caterwaul of laughter. Instantly, she knew that she liked his laugh. It was fairly contagious. She found herself relaxing in its wake.

"You'll find out soon enough," he replied."But the short answer is: yes. Anyways, getting away from invisibility, have you had lunch yet? I should actually say dinner."

" What? Dinner?" Kim yelped.

Seriously? Wow... I didn't think I would sleep that long. Wolverine wasn't kidding.

She glanced toward her window and confirmed it for herself. The sky was like a carpet of spilled ink, but the stars were hidden. She must have been exhausted. Logan cleared his throat, retrieving her attention.

"C'mon. Everyone is starving, and tonight is your official welcome dinner. I hope you like Pho, because that's what we ordered. Kurt will devour whatever you don't eat."

Kurt? Must be another mutant.

Kim rubbed her forehead.

So much for remaining incognito until she was ready.

XXX

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