Chapter 7: Interview Day

For everyone at the mansion, interview day was a nightmare. The stress that always accompanied all of the X-Men's forays into any kind of public exposure was multiplied a hundredfold; almost everyone agreed that they would rather be battling Sentinals. Of course, Scott Summers, leader extraordinaire, was everywhere all day, coordinating, quietly counselling interview subjects, and flashing his blinding white smile at Melody Mitchell and all of the women on the camera crew (much to Emma Frost's exaggerated consternation). Still, though, Scott couldn't be in all places at once, and all the formidable team of Shadowcat and Marvel Girl had to do was steal two little digital recordings. In the end, the whole operation turned out to be remarkably easy. While Scott wished Melody Mitchell a heartfelt goodbye on behalf of the whole X-family, Kitty phased unnoticed into the equipment truck and snatched two DVDs helpfully labelled "Wolverine" and "Nightcrawler."

"Do you think we're doing the right thing?" asked Rachel as Kitty returned to her stakeout position around the corner from the front steps where Scott was giving Melody Mitchell a final, firm handshake.

"Chances are they never would have used this stuff anyway," Kitty reasoned. "They'll use Scott, Ororo, maybe Hank… The XSE was just a bonus for this thing anyway and I'm surprised they even let Logan talk to begin with. From what you overheard from the interviews, too, Scott would probably be pissed if we let some network keep these recordings."

Rachel folded her arms across her chest, scowling. "You know, I don't really appreciate your making fun of Scott all the time."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just…" Kitty faltered; she sometimes forgot that Scott was—sort of—Rachel's father. "I like Scott, I do. Of course I do. It's just… Even you have to admit, he can be overbearing. But I love him, you know I do. I came back into the fold for him."

Rachel sighed. "I know, it's okay. He wasn't always easy to have as a Dad, either."

"And everyone just likes to hate the boss, right?" Kitty joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Anyway, you're probably right," Rachel consented. "About the interviews, I mean. No one will ever know how they went missing. And we made our point—we got Logan and Kurt to open up. What are you going to do with the recordings? Are you going to keep them?"

"Probably not," Kitty lied. "It's probably better that way."