Quinn tugged her jacket tighter around her as she stepped out of the warm mansion. Breathing in a deep breath she let the cold air stream through her nose and into her lungs. The air was crisp and clean and much different than the smoggy, dirty city air.

She took the well walked paths around to the back of the mansion and looked around. In the center there was what looked like a frozen over rectangular swimming pool. The rest of the backyard was grass and trees with what looked like an area where patio furniture would be placed closer to the back doors. Quinn stared at the back doors and narrowed her eyes, wondering why she didn't just go through there.

With a sigh she shook her head and started to walk through the snow towards the back of the backyard, just looking for a place to sit and think. About a couple minute of walking she came to a clearing in the trees and her eyes widened.

In front of her stretched out the ocean.

She took a tentative step forward, not sure if what she was seeing was real. "The ocean?" she asked herself quietly. She took another step and saw that a couple meters in front of her was a cliff. She smiled and walked towards the edge before sitting down, her legs dangling off the side. "Wow," she said, a huge smile on her face. "I can't believe it. I actually found the ocean…" She closed her eyes and ran her gloved fingers through the snow. She couldn't remember the last time she was so happy…

Footsteps behind her made her turn and her legs moved to sit up, not realizing that she was on the edge of a cliff. She let out a short shout as she slid forward . In mid-air she turned and grabbed onto the rocky edge with her right hand as her feet scraped against the side trying to find a hold in the rock. Her other hand reached out, trying to grab the edge. Finally her fingers caught hold. She growled quietly as she attempted to push herself up. The rock under her left hand crumbled and fell and her left hand dropped. Her right hand started to slip and Quinn franticly tried to hold on.

Then a dark haired, pale skinned boy appeared above him. Quinn opened her mouth to speak but he was already reaching for her hand. She reached up with her left hand and grasped his gloved right. The material was rough and she knew her hand wouldn't slip. She pushed herself up with her other arm and the boy pulled her up. She got herself onto her knees and the boy smoothly let go of her hand. Quinn looked up at him as she stood up and looked down at her, his soft brown eyes full of concern. Quinn swallowed and looked away. "Thank you," she said.

"You're welcome," the boy replied quietly. Quinn stood up and took a step away from the cliff edge. "Are you alright?" he asked. Quinn nodded. "Y-Yeah. I'm fine," she mumbled, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. He was at least a foot taller than her 5'5 and skinny. His black hair cut across his forehead, just grazing over his right eye, and fell just past his jaw line. He smiled a little. "That's good," he said. Quinn nodded slowly and looked away. The boy fell silent and pulled the sleeves on his jacket farther down.

"Are you new here?" he asked timidly. Quinn nodded, then shrugged. "Kinda," she mumbled. She could feel the guy staring at her but he didn't say anything. "I might be," she replied. She glanced over and he nodded. She caught his gaze before turning away to face the ocean. "Thanks again," she said. "But how did you find me. I-I didn't really scream or anything."

"I think I was the reason you fell." Quinn turned back to face him, trying to remember why she had fallen. "Your footsteps," she concluded. He nodded, staring at his feet. "Were you coming from the mansion?" Quinn asked. He shook his head and pointed his thumb to the right. "In the tree. I heard someone and wanted to see who." He bit his lip slightly. "It's ok, it was just an accident. And you helped me up so everything's cool," Quinn told him. He nodded and looked away, his hair falling into his face. He turned away and gestured with his hand to follow. "Going back," he mumbled. "You want to come?" Quinn nodded and followed after the quiet boy.

AN: I know Caim seems kinda younger (or maybe that's just me) but he's ok. He's just really quiet and shy...
Thank you everybody for reading! I'm happy 'cause I think I have a plotline for this story but now thinking about that is making me come up with more ideas and I should probably stop because I'm only confusing myself. All I do know is that a certain someone tres special a moi is going to show up. Does that give any hints? Heh heh heh. Yaoiboy167 should probably figure that out... and if not then fail. XD No no I love you dude.
SO! Thanks again for reading and reviewing you all rock. Any suggestions about the story are welcome and don't worry, real X-Men people will be arriving shortly. It's just that it's a Saturday, it's only like, 6:30, so none of them are awake.
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