Well ... finally took me long enough but K and Greer are finally ... FINALLY ... on the right path. Well to be fair really it's "finally" for Greer but ... I'm sure K will look past it ; )

Cheshire and Canuckle, thanks for the reviews and feedback as always. Case it wasn't obvious, none of this gets done without you two.

The rest of you could ... you know ... review or something. Just saying.


Greer was feeling pretty good as she sat down for lunch with K. She hadn't been expecting it but ... the little feral was pretty fun to be around. All she had to do was sit back and listen to K's running commentary on the rest of the Mansion and she'd have trouble keeping herself together. It was that damn funny. Greer had also taken to hanging around the barn when K did her chores. They didn't talk too much ... Greer just found it peaceful. If not a bit smelly.

Though when they did talk there seemed to be a running theme.

K eyed Greer's plate critically as the tigress took her seat opposite and Greer felt her tail stop swinging self consciously. First K had been staring at her and now she had started staring at her clothes ... or how she stood ... and now her plate.

"What is it this time?" it was now a recurring question and K looked up at her unimpressed.

"Oh, it's just that … well, you know, for a carnivore you do eat … pretty damn green." and Greer released a silent groan. Seriously, was it a crime to be healthy nowadays? "Not that the colorful food groups are bad or anything ... but your plate is missing something very VERY important."

"Don't let the fangs fool you, I do like my fair share of veggies OK? Just trying to keep in shape." and Greer withdrew a little in alarm at K's bark of laughter. What'd she say?

"Keep in shape? Greer you don't need to beat your body into submission like this. You're a feral."

"I am not -" K ignored Greer's attempt at a rebuttal.

"You are. I'm not saying to ditch the veggies ... just for the love of all that's holy, throw some meat in there. A steak, some chicken ... greasy hamburger. Pick your poison, but please .. eat some protein."

"I can't eat that stuff," Greer objected. "Red meat is bad for you," K sniggered at her objection. "Well it is! Ask any Doctor. Vegetarian is the way to go."

"What? Are you worried about your cholesterol? I got a news flash for you: Your system will burn it out."

There was a pause.

"Well yeah but its not just to look good and you know ... balance. There's a very important detox factor involved that Jean told me about and-"

"Detox? You have healing abilities don't you? 'Toxins' are not an issue. Hell, you could probably suck down pizza and hot wings at Harry's every day if you weren't worried about getting food poisoning. That is, unless you get off on denying yourself the pleasure of bar food. Is that it? Little bit of a masochist? I know cat people tend to be but I didn't know literally…" and K leaned back with a grin while Greer lowered her head.

"No."

"Well…protein feeds the healing machine ... I'd do myself that favour…" K grinned as she waited for Greer to comply.

"You can't tell me that you eat just protein. I've seen you eat vegetables."

"Well, sure. But more as a side dish. The main event is always something that goes well with Worcestershire."

Greer frowned as she thought about it for a moment. "I still don't think I need to add that much more protein."K grinned triumphantly as Greer handed her her plate and moments later, K returned it piled high with all the protein K knew her body desperately needed lying on top of her salad.

"Atta girl." K announced as the tigress slowly drew the plate toward her.

"Congratulations. You managed to make me do what Colton failed to do in the past few months…" Greer mumbled sarcastically but more than happily dug into her slice of beef.

"Wait you have a say in your relationship? Unfathomable." K snarked with clear sarcasm but Greer glanced up annoyed.

"It's not what you think you know," Greer took another bite of meat, "There's no dominant person or alpha male thingy in this relationship. We both have our say on things and we both do things that annoy the other." K seemed to take that in for a second and give a small nod.

"Good. There should be balances."

"Why? Were you concerned or something." and K just smirked.

"No, I'm just happy I managed to accomplish in a sentence what fuzznuts couldn't in months. Must mean I'm not as horrid as he had me painted out to be." Greer's ears pinned back and she slowly sat back in her chair.

"He doesn't think you're horrid K. No one does."

"That a fact?" K didn't sound convinced as she took a bite of her burger.

"It is. Colton never said one word about you personally he just ..."

"Thinks I might snap and kill everyone in a mile radius." K deadpanned.

"No he - OK he thinks your dangerous. I'll give you that. But I guess that's what I'm trying to say he," Greer looked up at the ceiling for a moment clearly trying to gather her thoughts, "he's just trying to do what he always does."

"Be a pain in the a**?" Greer gave K a face and continued.

"What he's trying to do is protect everyone," Greer quickly cut K off, "I'm-not-saying-he's-right! I just ... well you two are a lot more alike then you'd think."

"I doubt it ... I know how to smile, for one thing."
"Colton knows how to- Agh never mind." and Greer gave a dramatic sigh and leaned on her elbow as the two went back to their respective meals. As much as K had been calling Greer out for her lack of feraly-ness ... Greer had been taking the few chances she got to try and show K a different side of Colton. Course this sometimes led to uncomfortable topics ... but Greer was still doing the best she could.

"What would it take for you to just lay off Colton ..." Greer had muttered it mostly to herself but K seemed to perk up a bit.

"I dunno ... I'd probably have to lose a bet at this point ... and he'd have to quit wanting to tear my head from my shoulders. That would be a great start." Greer's ears popped up with the rest of her.

"Wait ... what?"

"What what?"

"What you just said ... a bet ... would you bet on something like that?" K slowed a bit and looked like she was thinking it over.

"I would bet on damn near anything if the payoff was good enough," K replied. "What did you have in mind, cheerleader?" and Greer grinned, K noting the way her eyes glinted over… Interesting…

"Nothing too fancy. Just ... How about I eat the way you tell me to for a month ... and you wear heels for a month. That way we're both doing something. If you quit, you lose. If I win, how about you lay off Colton?"

"Kind of where I figured you were headed with this. And if by some odd chance I lose?"

"Okay then ... how about you pick a date ..." K entire body language changed from relaxed and friendly to downright dangerous. Arms crossed, scowl in place, eyes narrowed ... it was very clear that K was illustrating that Greer may have crossed a line. ".. or ... let me dress you for the summer. Ladies' choice."

"I'll take the wardrobe switch," K replied with a light growl.

"Done," Greer said quickly with a little smile as K just smirked. "Okay .. so ... now what?"

"Now ... I go for seconds, and you switch into something with a tall heel."


Greer was hanging around the school's entrance doing her best to look relaxed but her constant glances at the stairs and pacing weren't doing her any favors.

The two had agreed to start the bet the next morning and despite the stories Rogue had told her over dinner the mental image of K ... cowgirl-jeans-and-flannel-and-tshirts-K ... dressed up and in heels of all things was just too hard to imagine. Greer had offered to run out with the little brunet to find some appropriate outfits but K had responded with way more confidence that she'd expected that she had things covered. So when she tried waiting for K outside her door this morning and time kept passing by she'd assumed K had chickened out. Then Logan had growled at her to 'Stop hangin' round my door!' and she'd been at the stairs before he'd even finished.

But that was two hours ago. Greer knew Logan had class soon so ... where the hell was she?

"I knew it ... I knew it I knew it I knew it." Greer grumbled to herself. K had actually left her a plate with her name on it in the fridge when she'd went to grab some juice and she'd actually had steak. For breakfast. She'd only eaten it cause she thought K was going to hold up her end of the bet.

"Yea ... that didn't get a few stares. Thanks K."

Well this was the last time Greer ever ... made bets ... with ...

"K? Wha - how?"

She didn't know what else to say. The typically dressed down feral had her hair effortlessly styled, her makeup simple but striking, the light green sundress fit her perfectly and the heels ... Greer felt shocked and jealous all at once. And the fact K was pulling all of this off while Logan seemed incapable of taking his hands off her.

"Careful cheerleader ... you'll make a girl blush." K snarked as she started to pull away from her affectionate fiance as they hit the bottom of the stairs. Logan just yanked her back to him ... nibbling at her neck ... as the stunning brunet tried half heartedly to get him to stop ... but not really. Usually seeing Logan like this gave Greer the shivers but ... I mean come on. Who saw this coming?

"Easy. Hey," K finally pulled back enough to get Logan to look at her, "come on. Later. I promise. Get to class, kids are waitin'." Logan just smirked and after another involved kiss finally headed off, K smirking right back as she watched. Satisfied he was headed where he was supposed to, K finally turned to the stunned tigress.

"Coffee?" Greer finally gave herself a little shake as K waited with her hand perched on her hip, the grin obvious.

"Ummm ... Yea. Coffee sounds great." K simply nodded and Greer caught up as the two headed for the kitchen.


"Colton?"

"Greer ... I'm the only number on this phone." Despite the response Greer smiled at the rumble coming from the other end. She'd made him promise to check in at least once a day and so far he hadn't let her down.

"Are you OK?" Greer had hurried upstairs when she'd heard the phone Colton had given her before he left buzzing in her nightstand and now sank into her preferred chair by the window in their room.

"I'm fine."

Greer frowned a little. 'I'm fine' to Colton usually meant that he wasn't mortally wounded or surrounded by an armed militia. The thought sent Greer's tail twitching.

"Is everything alright? Do you need some help? I can grab my stuff, hijack the blackbird and be ... well wherever you are." Greer grumbled the last part. She'd been so anxious for her chance to talk to K that she regretted now getting more details on wherever Colton was. She knew better than to ask Logan.

"Everything is fine. The mission is going well. Logan had a good lead." Greer couldn't help but sigh a little. Her boyfriend was other there doing things and here she was tutoring kids for a biology test.

"Can you tell me where you are?" Greer cringed when that left her mouth, she didn't mean to sound so naive and even worse like a clingy girlfriend. Gahh ... she hated when she did that ...

"Greer ..."

"No I know ... I know." There was a few seconds of silence as Greer traced designs that'd she usually swirled in his fur on the arm of the chair.

"Can you at least say -"

"I'm safe Greer. I'll be back in a few days." and the tigress sighed.

"OK ... and you better stay safe." Greer growled a little, hoping she got her point across. She knew how Colton could get when he was after something and she had no interest in finding him bleeding in her doorway again.

"I will. And Greer -"

"Stay away from K. Don't worry about it." Greer said easily before adding slowly.

"Be careful…" and she heard the customary rumble of affection.

Apex clicked off his earpiece and let out a slow breath. Greer was handling this better than he'd expected. Pushing off the table he'd been leaning against, the panther stepped over the bodies littering the room and headed back to the hall, ignoring the itching that always came from healing. Adamantium bullets ... they made adamantium bullets now. And they hurt like hell.

Apex growled to himself, the memory of bullets cutting him an unpleasant one. But when he'd sent him after a Weapon X cell operating out of Berlin ... he'd almost expected it. But what had made this mission so important was what else had been turning up in Berlin ... mutated humans. Police reports listed almost a dozen bodies had turned up over the course of two months. Young, old, men, women, black, white ... someone was conducting experiments ... and failing. He'd been able to analyze a body at the morgue ... a twisted mess of wolf and person. Weapon X attempting to replicate Minos's work?

The panther was heading for his exit when he slowed by a room that seemed to be lined with servers. Logan hadn't sent him here for intel, simply the location and details on his targets but ... information was usually far more valuable than any one person. The few people he'd left alive to question hadn't known anything actionable on the possible expierements. But that didn't mean their system didn't.

Glancing around and swiveling his ears to catch any sounds, Apex ensured he was indeed alone. Taking out his tablet, he hooked into the nearest server and got to work.


"You girls seem to be spending a lot of time together," Logan rumbled out as K and Greer parted company - Greer to prep for her classes tomorrow, and K of course to his side. K raised one shoulder in a passive gesture - too smooth and sustained to be a shrug.

"Well, you know. You're busy with class. Saving the world ... yadda yadda. A girl has to find ways to entertain herself." He grabbed her by her chin and kissed her before nuzzling her lightly and taking in a deep breath.

"Colton ain't gonna like it." Logan could feel K shift next to him.

"Well, that's just tough, isn't it? I haven't particularly liked him trying to crawl up my ass with a flashlight - but there it is anyhow. Besides ... she can make her own decisions. And if he doesn't like it, then maybe it's time someone set him straight." There was a pause as Logan pulled back enough to study the determined frown on his fiance's face. It took a moment for K to notice and she raised an eyebrow just a hair before looking down her nose at him. "What?"

"Nothin'," he mumbled as a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Nothin' at all."


"Greer are you coming?" The tigress poked her head out of her bedroom at Rogue's call to find her, Jean, Betsy and Ororo dressed and seemingly ready to go ... somewhere.

"Coming to ..." Greer was busy running through outfits. The fact that K had outdressed her the other day getting to her.

"Brunch. Remember? The students went on a field trip so we have the morning off and we said we were going into town. Grab your inducer and let's go." Betsy sounded impatient as Jean checked her watch. They had reservations.

"Oh - yea right. Ummm ... you know what ... you girls can go ahead without me." Betsy, Rogue and Ororo all looked at Jean who seemed equally surprised as Greer disappeared back into her room.

"What do you mean 'go without you?'" Jean took a step down the hall but Greer just popped her head back out.

"It's fine. Really. I was planning on hanging out with K anyway. Have fun gotta go bye." And just like that Greer shut her door and after standing there for another second Jean slowly turned around and sharing a shrug with the other women headed downstairs.

"Did Greer really say she's spending the day with K?" Ororo said with not a small hint of disbelief.

"Yea ... I guess so." Jean said quietly as she glanced back up the stairs.


K kept true to her word and came down just as fashionable and elegant the next two days. Greer had the strongest urge to peek into the little woman's closet, sure she was sneaking out at night to buy things. No ones closet was big enough to hold a wardrobe for this different a set of styles.

"Well that's where you're wrong. Couple pair of jeans ... some tshirts ... flannels ... basics ... don't take up much space do they?" K's reasoning sounded good ...

"I mean no but ... K come on. If you can look like this every day ..." Greer used her fork to gesture towards the well dressed feral but K just rolled her eyes.

"Cause it's a waste of time for one. I got over this," she gestured down at her well manicured self, "years ago. Besides, I don't much feel like working and having to worry about where I step in the barn." K replied with a raised eyebrow as Greer shook her head and went back to eating her protein heavy lunch. She'd always made a face at the amount of food Colton could put away but ... she had to admit, eating like this certainly felt good. Like suddenly realizing you were having a headache all the time and it being gone...

"You know, for someone who ate such small portions of salad … You sure can put away a heck ton of steaks." K noted dryly and Greer paused.

"Well … You said my body can burn it off right? Besides, I'm just making up for lost time." Greer tried reasoning but K slowly shook her head.

"Trust me Tig, you keep eating at like that you're gonna end up looking at like that fat tabby I once owned as a kid…" and K burst into laughter at Greer's horrified face, the tigress quickly dropping her fork.

"I'm joking! I'm joking! You should have seen your face!" the brunette announced still gripping her stomach but stopped in surprise when Greer suddenly bared her teeth at her and gave her a fanged snarl.

"Ha! You should have seen your face!" the tigress's fierce expression quickly fell apart and K rolled her eyes at Greer's antics as she teased the little feral.

"Ok fine … You got me. Though seriously, I didn't think you could." and K titled her head as she watched Greer's entire demeanor suddenly change and as her friend slowly sunk into her chair, her ears swiveling for a moment before falling flat, that tail gradually freezing from its swaying.

K titled her head as she watched Greer's entire demeanor change and slowly sink into her chair, her ears swiveling for a moment before falling flat.

"What's wrong cheerleader? Don't tell me you lost your pep." K teased trying to get back to lighthearted mood they were previously in but the bright tigress just glanced up at her briefly with a strained smile before looking down again. K frowned. She just couldn't understand it ... where the hell did this always come from? Even being this close K couldn't figure out how a feral could end up… Well… like this…

"Oh, come on, Tigger ... Seriously, what's got your pom poms in a twist?"

"I - it's nothing really." But Greer was too late as now K was paying attention to her surroundings and soon picked up on the whispers coming from a table of younger students ... sophomores judging from the fact K had never really seen them around before. Looking around K picked up bits more of chatter and realized they were talking about the two of them and her eyes narrowed. Finally settling back on the sullen tigress, K looked once more at the largest table and smoothly got out of her seat. She shook her hair out behind her and leveled her glare at her targets.

"K?" Greer had been surprised at her dining partner's sudden exit, thinking she must have done something to annoy the well heeled, little woman. However, upon looking up and glancing over her shoulder, she realized where K was headed and quickly turned back to K who was making her way around their table.

"No leave it. I'm sorry ... it's my fault. I let them get to me. They're just students. K - K!" But it was too late.

"Hush. You don't need to apologize ..." K chastised with a wicked gleam in her eye as she turned back the direction she'd settled on while Greer just nervously watched over the back of her chair.

K seemed to almost stalk over to the girls table waited until they looked her way and bared her teeth with a snarl. As if to ask ... what's wrong with fangs?

"You girls having a good day so far?" K purred out with a saccharine smile. The girls, sadly simply weren't paying attention to detail, or they would have known to keep their mouth shut. It was so much more dangerous sounding from where Greer was watching, her tail stock still as she watched the scene unfold, being far more dangerous than these adolescent girls realized.

"Yeah, great day so far - right Laurie?" the girl's smiled timidly so K's gaze went from one to the other until she landed on what must have been the leader of the little group ... Sophia maybe ... Who's smug smile caused K's own eyes to narrow slightly and use the same one she used while dealing with a difficult horse. As if she reserved that look for someone or something being particularly stubborn ... that was about to learn how ignorant and disrespectful attitudes was simply just not tolerated in K's presence under ANY circumstance.

"That's nice to hear!" K suddenly said girlishly. Far more girly than Greer had ever heard her and that just made more alarms bells go off in her head. "Sorry for interrupting you guys, but I couldn't help but overhearing you guys talking about us." K said smoothly continuing her flawless impression of a ditzy girly girl. The act seemed to calm the group and Sophia smiled as she leaned forwards.

"Yeah we were and like no offense but ... why are you hanging out with-" and Sophia's nose wrinkled.

"Someone like her?"

"Yeah. You're like supposed to be hanging out with like Professor Braddock or something." another girl piped up.

"Oh thank you! Now I'm so glad I've finally found somebody to clean stalls for the next week. Thank you girls for volunteering" K said suddenly, her voice going back to its familiar cutting tone throwing the girls off from what they were originally saying..

There was a collective look of disbelief from everyone of the girls.

"But we didn't ..."

"You're right. My mistake. You wanted to run with Logan for the next month." The wicked smirk stretched into a dangerous smile that suddenly the entire table understood perfectly as the dare K meant it to be. When the girls all dropped their heads to stare at their hands, K excused herself and came back to the mortified tigress who just kept glancing back at the table of girls.

"You really didn't have to do that. Im used to it ... Its always like this the first couple weeks every year. They get used to me ... eventually." and K noted the uncertainty of Greer's tone.

"First of all, no. Stop lying to me, you're not used to it, you ignore it. Second of all, you're a respected member of the staff. You do not need to wait for them to get over their idiocy. It's your job to teach. Theirs is to adapt, learn and be respectful. Period." K said simply before leaning back in her chair.

"Tell you what cheerleader ... how about after this we go have some fun?" and Greer still stunned by the brunette's previous blunt but still pretty accurate description of her, had to quickly snap out of her space out, determined not to give K another chance to tease her again.

"What kind of fun?" she asked cautiously.

"Oh you'll see…" K winked before calmly reaching out and finishing off Greer's last piece of steak.

...

"Least he started her alright ... " K muttered to herself as Greer cycled through the targets that sprung up around the two women as they stood in the center of the Danger Room. With the final shot Greer let out a pleased huff and after checking the chamber put the baretta on the table.

"So ... not bad huh?" Greer smirked, feeling confident with her shots and with the fact that while she was working in her training uniform. K raised an eyebrow at that… She knew Xavier had questionable taste when it came to uniforms but having in the tigress in a full body suit was almost downright impractical… Seriously how was Greer still standing in front of her without collapsing from heat stroke? Unless… and K's eyes drifted to the smiling tigress, arms crossed and placed strategically across her stomach, tail itching to curl around her leg and the little brunette sighed… Why was she surprised at this point? Maybe she should add a wardrobe change for the tigress in her terms and conditions of the bet… No that wouldn't do… Makeover… Psychological makeover… Yeah that was the ticket…

"Well not bad I guess but you can see some big, hulking guy taught you. Basic technique is good ... but seeing as you are a woman ... you really need a woman's touch." and Greer's ears lowered just slightly…

"But ... Logan and Colton taught me." Greer defended as she handed K the gun, the magazine empty on the table.

"Yeah. I can tell." and K never took her eyes off Greer as in one quick smooth move, she picked up her gun, slid in the mag, racked it back and double tapped every target on the course in the head and heart before dropping the mag and putting it back calmly. Greer just stared with her jaw hanging loosely. According to the board, she lost to K by almost five seconds and she was in a training uniform, K was wearing a tight white dress and heels that were almost six inches high … How?

"Like with every thing else ... there's more than one way to do it right. Littler hands do better with methods that big ol' man hands can't do." K smirked as she caught sight of Greer's ill concealed look of shock.

"Then I guess I'm outta luck." Greer grumbled as she looked down at her outstretched claws. She used to have feminine hands just like K's ... soft with long fingers ... new nails every Friday. But ever since her ... change, Greer's hands had developed a rough paw-like texture which she, till this day despised immensely and her once pretty nails, well they were now jet black claws capable of tearing through steel. She'd lost track the amount of times she'd accidently cut Jean or Ororo those first few months. Greer clenched her fist not wanting to look at them especially after K's comment but suddenly looked up when she was flicked, rather painfully, on the ear.

"Hey!"

"No! None of that while I'm around!" K announced arms crossed.

"None of what?! And what the hell was that for?" Greer muttered angrily as she rubbed her throbbing ear… It really did hurt…

"That! The self pity… 'I once was' whatever crap." K said firmly before softening up when Greer lowered her gaze.

"You got to embrace it Greer. Stop throwing yourself that pity party. So what if you're hands are a little bigger than mine? Big deal ... almost everyone's are. And trust me they're not big enough to be considered big ol' man hands. You're just using them like they are." and K pressed the gun into Greer's unclenched hand before lifting her other one.

"See this?" and she ran a finger across the Greer's palms demanding the tigress to notice the leather like texture, "This gives you an advantage I don't have. I'm betting you've never dropped a gun before, or let it slip."

Greer thought for a few seconds.

"Well, no I …"

"It's cuz of these, they act like friction. Which probably means you'll have a steadier grip than I'll ever have. Which also means you could be a better shot than me." and Greer's ears perked up.

"But I highly doubt it. I'm the best there is when it comes to guns." and Greer made a face.

"Modest."

"It is when its true." K shot back. "And that applied to everything I said…" which got the tigress looking up again… K did have a way with making her look at things from another perspective… and Greer ran her fingers over each other noticing, she really did have quite a firm grip on things…. She didn't notice that before…. With a nod, she got back up and reset the program.

"So about that feminine touch?" and that got K grinning.

"Atta girl! Ok so this is what you do ..."

...

Jean glanced at her watch annoyed. Greer was supposed to meet her half an hour ago for a movie. With Colton gone the red head thought she'd have her best friend all to herself. Go into town ... shopping ... movies ... spa ... But clearly her best friend didn't think the same way. She looked at her watch again. Five minutes till the movie started. Yeah there was no way they were going to make it on time even if they got Kurt to teleport them there in strides. With a huff, Jean pushed herself up from the sofa and went on a mission to hunt down the tigress and give her a piece of her mind.

She searched Greer's room, the cafeteria, library and the gym but to no avail. It was only when she heard gun shots coming from the Danger Room did she look over in alarm and hurried her way over and when she entered, she got a shock of her life when she saw Greer firing bullet holes into targets as if she had been doing it all her life. But Greer hated….

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" and the two women in question looked over in surprise and Jean panicked a little when Greer came bounding towards her on all fours.

"Jean!" she announced before wrapping the telekinetic in a hug causing Jean to look at the strangely affectionate feline questioningly. Sure Greer was the best snuggler but she didn't act like this usually…

"Yeah nice to see you too… But where have you been? You were supposed to meet me-" and Jean paused before taking a whiff at Greer.

"Are you drunk?"

"Course not. I just had like ... a few. Turns out it takes a bit more than that to get me drunk. Who knew?!" Greer giggled some more and Jean glared at K, horrified.

"Yeah sorry about that… I grabbed some of Logan's whiskey to try and get her to loosen up. She's fine." K mumbled with a shrug before smiling "Care to join?" K held out a Sig.

"Want to- K are you insane?" Jean spluttered. "Firstly, where did you get a gun?! Secondly you're not supposed to be drinking! Especially in the - the DANGER room of all places. And third, in case you forgot, this is a school!" Greer had quickly backed away from the firey red head, eyes wide and tail still, but K just scoffed.

"Hey," K retorted as she spun delicately on her heel. "Logan said I could have a few toys, so … I'm allowed. Besides, Scott knows about them! Also, will you lighten up? Like I said I was trying to get Tigger to loosen up. Actually come to think of it, you could use a bit of loosening up yourself," but Jean just glowered.

"I'm perfectly fine thank you, and if you know Greer as well as I do, you'd know she hates guns and that she hates drinking. Why are you even making her do this? Oh for pete's sake... Tell her yourself Greer." but the tigress in question just looked between the two and gave a half-hearted shrug.

"Oh lighten up Jeanie, we were only having some fun. Don't ruin it. You're always such a control freak," she drawled and that got Jean to stare at her in surprise before straightening up to her full height.

"So I'm ruining your fun am I?" she said softly. "Well I'm sorry if being controlling is all that I'm good at, clearly our plans for tonight would not be in your tastes. You two have fun putting yourselves in danger and I'll be upstairs waiting for YOU" and she glared at Greer before continuing "to sober up. Till then good night!" and with that the red head furiously stormed out of the danger room telekinetically slamming the doors shut causing the room to shake.


K was a bit surprised when she came down for breakfast the next morning to find no tigress waiting for her. It wasn't exactly that she was disappointed, but Greer had taken to making K's morning appearance something like a mini-fashion show and despite her best attempts to get her to stop, the kid had kept it up.
She let out a little huff to herself when she realized that the tigress simply was elsewhere. She strutted up to the coffee maker silently. She'd even had a great zinger ready to go to counter whatever commentary Greer had for her wardrobe, and now? Nothin. Still, K didn't think much of it and instead had breakfast with Chloe and Zoe who were tickled to have her to themselves for a change. Though, they didn't miss the opportunity to barrage her with questions about her new camaraderie with Greer.

As soon as she'd worked through her second cup and gotten an extended kiss from her betrothed, K went to do some work in the barn. It took a few minutes longer in the Louis Vittons, but as far as she knew, the bet was still in play, and she'd be damned if she'd lose on a technicality.

After finished with the horses, she simply closed the doors and headed up to the Mansion for lunch. Logan had texted her that he had to meet with Rogers about something in town so K was ready to grab something simple and just head to the deck and enjoy the late Spring afternoon when she finally spotted Greer and things quickly fell into place.

The tigress was sitting across from an animated Jean and everything was wrong: her posture, the tail laid still on the floor, her eyes fixed on her plate ... and speaking of what was on her plate ...

"I'm telling you Greer, maybe Colton was on to something. I'm not saying she's dangerous or anything. But it's possible that K -"

"I thought telepaths knew when to keep their mouths shut ... aren't you supposed to be sneaky about talking shit behind people's backs? Or ... did you want me to hear that?" K said with a glare that got Jean to clam up and sit back. K turned to Greer, still irritated at Jean. "And you. This is for you." Greer's head shot up at K's voice and she only looked back down at the large piece of rare venison that had suddenly been dropped on her kale salad. Jean simply kept her expression as neutral as she was able as the lithe feral slipped into the seat at the end of the table between the two friends, the glass in her hand clearly filled nearly to the brim with what smelled to both women as Logan's hidden whiskey bottle.

"You shouldn't be drinking that in the middle of the day," Jean chided gently. Even she could see K was in no mood to be toyed with but K's remark demanded that Jean not back down.

"And you shouldn't try to tell me what to do. I'm not nearly as tolerant of red headed bitches as Logan is."

"I wasn't telling you what to do K. Everyone knows that's a lost cause. I was just telling Greer that -"

"Yea ..." K took a slow sip from her glass, "you shouldn't be telling Tigger what to do either."

Jean narrowed her eyes and turned to face K. Greer meanwhile sunk a little deeper into her chair ... though she did manage to slip a slice of venison in.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Across the room, Scott slowly put down the brief he'd been going over while Betsy and a few other teachers started to pay attention to what was going on.

"What it means, is that you've got a helluva lot of opinions on how everyone should live. And ... maybe that's good for you and your little psy talents. But everyone else has to find their own way. Not everyone is like you." K sounded completely relaxed as she said it, but it was obvious to everyone that there was an edge there ... an anger.

"You're wrong K. Greer is much closer to the kind of person I am. Just ...," Jean glanced quickly at her friend, "furred."

K stared back at her with a totally dead expression.

"Really."

"Yes. OF COURSE." Jean practically shouted indignantly.

Unknown to both K and Jean, Greer had slowly sunk her claws into the bottom of her chair and could feel her anxiety building the louder the two women became.

"Listen ... this really isn't that big of a deal. Can we just -" But K couldn't let it just die like Jean was used to everyone else doing.

"There's nothing wrong with being different, Jean. Not all of us can be sheep. There's a difference between predator and prey. And it's not shameful like you seem to be implying. Just different than you." Jean's eyebrows raised higher than Greer had ever seen them and she could tell Jean was struggling to keep her anger in check.

"First off ... my friend is not a /predator/. And second, you can trust that when it comes to shame you're not one I think any of us should be talking to." Now it was K's turn to raise an eyebrow. Her voice had gone cold.

"And by that you mean ..."

"You know exactly what I mean. There is no good sound reason as to why you and Logan are so ... active! You two might want to run around here rutting like ... like animals, but I know Greer and trust me the last thing she needs is your influence." Greer's ears shot straight up at the last comment and tried once again to stop the two.

"Jean no. You don't understand. K's been -"

"First off, I'm not making her hang around me. But you might want to take in mind how she's been doing lately ... if you even bothered to notice. Tell me Queen Jean, is she more ... stable now? Or am I wrong in that? But you know ... what do I know? I'm just a rutting animal."

Jean seemed to turn to stone and simply stared daggers at K who leaned back in her chair as if to say, 'your move.' But whatever Jean might have wanted to say, she'd had enough.

"Just remember Greer ... Colton gets back tomorrow." gives K a meaningful look like, 'times up. bye bye' Greer's eyes go a bit wide.

"No Jean ... Jean!" Greer cursed under her breath as once again Jean stormed off. The tigress turned from her best friend to find the little feral's jaw clenching as she glared from Jean to Greer.

"Wait ... so, what was that about?" The look K gave her was seriously reminiscent of when Logan busted her in class. "You did tell him you've been talking to me, right?"

"Well ... no but - I'll take care of it." Greer answered dismissively, but the slightest of growls came from K - more of something that was felt rather than heard.

"Sure you will. Let me know when he's supposed to come in so I can be ready this time. Being blindsided puts me in a bad mood."" Greer's mouth dropped open a bit at both K's clear skepticism, and her veiled threat.

"I said Ill take care of it. It's not like I'm gonna just stop hanging out with you because he says so."

"Yeah? Well ... I'll believe it when I see it," K retorted as she pushed away from the table. Greer gave K a tight smile but at the moment her mind wasn't so focused on her returning boyfriend. There was no way she was going to convince Colton when Jean was like this.


"Jean ... can I come in?" Greer knocked lightly on her best friend's door as she slowly opened it to find Jean calmly sitting on her bed, a lesson plan open on her lap. Scott wasn't around so Greer slipped into the room.

"Jean I - I'm sorry. I'm not sure why you're mad but -"

"I'm not mad at you." the red head said calmly, turning a page, but continued ignoring Greer as she stood a few feet away. In fact, Jean had been doing a pretty good job at ignoring Greer for the past 12 hours.

"Then why are you avoiding me?" and Jean's previous cold demeanor cracked as she slammed the book shut.

"Avoiding you?! I thought you preferred it this way considering you never want to spend any time with me…"

Greer blinked. She'd thought the two of them had gotten over this ... well months ago.

"That's not true." But Jean blew right past it.

"What am I not cool enough to join you new feral 'pack'? All K ever do is criticize me. Hell ... she even hits on Scott sometimes just to taunt me. You complain about me checking up on you, when I try to bring you out for some fun. You've never once thanked me for all the drives and dances and god knows what else I helped you prepare for. But now when I ask you questions you accuse me of reading your mind and for christ sakes, when I saw you DRINKING and WIELDING a gun of all things I thought I was doing you a favor of getting you out of the two things you hate most in the world but no. No ... Apparently I was ruining your fun." Jean finished that last sentence rather pleasantly which was an alarm bell for the tigress to know Jean was really really angry.

But when Greer took a short breath a different scent hit her. Something she almost couldn't - 'Is - Jean's jealous?' The thought seemed so bizzare to Greer she almost didn't believe it. This was Jean she was talking about ... no way.

"Jean…" and Greer delicately took a seat near the edge of the bed as her best friend still refused to look at her.

"I'm really sorry Jean. You know how much I value you as a friend - my best friend." and Greer looked up hopefully but Jean was still looking at the wall though her eyes did soften.

"I mean ... where would I be without you? Probably dead in some alleyway ... or locked in a cage. And even after that … I don't think I could have ever made it here without you. You were always there for me. No matter how many times I - I flipped out and tried to attack you. You never gave up on me. Or treated me differently from anyone. I know I never said it ... but I really am damn lucky to have you." and Jean drew up in surprise as Greer suddenly wrapped her in a hug.

"Greer ..." Jean said softly but the tigress pulled back a little and shook her head.

"Hold on, lemme finish ..." Greer rubbed her nose a little, "You never treated me any different. And I needed that ... I needed that more than I think I can put into words. But - but K's helping me." Jean's brow lowered but Greer pushed on quickly.

"She is! Listen, Jean," Greer rubbed her palm against the corner of her eye ... why was this always so hard? "It's like ... everyone always told me I need balance. Right? You ... Logan ... the Professor ... that I needed to keep the tigress part of me in check. Like there - there was still me in here. The old Greer Nelson. And if I could find balance with this ... new part of me ... I'd be OK." Jean narrowed her eyes a little bit and nodded. That did sound about right.

"OK ... so what does K have to do with any of that?" Greer looked up at the ceiling for a second and took a deep breath.

"K ... K doesn't believe that. She doesn't think there's a balance. There isn't Greer Nelson on one side and a tigress on the other. There's just ... me." Greer's arms had gone out before falling softly back onto the bed.

"So what ... you're saying you're a feral now?" Jean didn't exactly sound upset when she said it. More skeptical. This was the girl that had worn an enducer almost non-stop for three years.

"Yes ... no? I dunno ... maybe. But I do know that since I've been hanging out with K things have been feeling ... better. I've been feeling better." Greer confessed. And it was the truth ... she felt better ... hell she was pretty sure her fur even looked better. Jean took the tigress in and let out a slight sigh of her own.

"Ok," Jean said softly. "And I'm sorry too. I know I might have overreacted a little but ... well K has that affect on me. I was really worried about you." and Greer looked at her questioningly.

"What do you mean K has that affect on you?" Now it was Jean's turn to look flustered.

"Well first K shows up and suddenly Logan is the totally different person - and I mean I get it ... really, and they're happy - but then you show up after being gone for months, and I think I'm finally going to have my best friend back. But instead, once again, K comes into the picture and suddenly I don't even recognize you anymore." Greer raised a confused eyebrow.

"Come on Jean. That can't be true." But Jean clearly felt differently.

"Greer ... I mean just saw you shooting targets two days ago. And you're eating different and acting different. It scared me you know, seeing you like that … I mean after what you told me about your dad..." Greer's ears slid down as Jean leaned in a hair closer.

"No it wasn't like that. We were just ... having some fun. Though I'll admit ... K can have a weird definition of fun." Jean finally laughed at Greer's grumble, earning a smile from the tigress.

"Now that is definitely true," Jean looked over at Greer, "you sure K isn't trying to corrupt you?"

"Not ... totally." Greer almost sounded thoughtful and Jean chuckled and nodded her head.

"OK ... fine. I'll at least try to get over you and the future Mrs. Wolverine being friends. Just ... don't go changing too much on me. Alright? I kinda like Greer Nelson." Jean smirked and Greer's tail flicked on the floor.

"You're the best," and Greer reached into her pocket, "And that's why… I bought tickets to that movie we missed yesterday." and upon seeing the smile return to Jean's face she continued.

"And booked us a place at that new restaurant you wanted to check out so badl-" and Greer was knocked back when Jean finally hugged her back.


Greer was purring softly to herself as she stepped into her room. The night with Jean had been great. K had given her a look with having the inducer on and wave as the two had headed out but ... she'd explain things to K tomorrow. The movie hadn't turned out to be as good as she'd hoped but -

Greer had just shucked off her jeans when she paused, her eyes on her bedside table. Titling her head a little, she clicked off her inducer and tossed it onto the dresser as she made her way over and pulled out the phone Colton had given her and just stared at it.

"Wait ... today is Saturday ... did he ... was that yesterday or ..." Greer mumbled to herself as she tried to remember if Colton had called. She checked the call log and saw he hadn't called in close to 32 hours. He'd told her something about being late getting back but ... that didn't explain him not calling.

It didn't take long for the tigress to start pacing, her tail slowly getting more and more agitated as the hours passed. Glancing at the clock, Greer saw it was close to one in the morning ... and still no call. It was probably nothing but ...

Greer pulled on some sweatpants and listening carefully made her way downstairs towards the game room. She could hear Logan playing pool with K. Logan ... Logan would know what to do. Probably tell her to relax ... that it was nothing ... these things happened ... 'never with him.' Greer shook the thought from her head.

"You're shot love." K purred as she leaned on her cue, shooting her fiance a look clearly meant to distract him from the bank shot he needed.

"Ain' gonna be a problem." Logan lined up his shot, aware that K had happened to place herself right in his line of sight. Woman never fought fair.

"After this ... I'm takin' you upstairs for - damn!" Logan cursed as he sliced his shot badly at the sound of his communicator buzzing.

"Awwww. I suppose you're going to say you deserve a second shot?" Logan growled low as he pulled out his communicator but stopped once he look at it and K's brow furrows at the soft red light coming out of it, "Didn't know they did that."

Before Logan could respond, Greer came around the corner.

"Logan? I think -"

"Colton's in trouble."