Kurt was awoken the next morning with a loud thud: the sound of him being pushed off the bed. He peered over the edge of the bed at the girl they had rescued the night before. She was curled up on his pillow as she had been at the place. Kurt realized getting her to open up was going to be a long process. In fact, he didn't even know her name yet.

He sat on the edge of the bed to get off the floor, but to keep a distance so as to not frighten her.

"My name is Kurt Wagner. I'm one of the x-men: Nightcrawler. Sehen: blue fur. Fuzzy Dude." He grinned. The girl continued to stare emotionless-ly at him. "We are at the Institute for Gifted students. Professor Xavier's way of making a mansion, home to dozens of mutants, sound normal. Professor says you're one of us, which is true. Look at your tail and ears.

Kurt was babbling, but he didn't care. It might make her open up a little if he talked to her. Might calm her down too if she knew more about what was going on.

There was a silence as Kurt thought what to say. He didn't have long to think however, because there was a knock on the door.

"Ja?" he called. Jean opened the door.

"Kurt, the Professor said to go see him. He said you could go. I'll watch her."

Kurt nodded. Jean eyed the girl on the bed.

"So you'll go see him."

"Be careful." Kurt left Jean alone with the new girl. Somehow he knew: this was a bad idea

Professor Xavier was waiting at his desk when Kurt arrived.

"Have a seat Kurt." Kurt sat.

"What's going on Professor?"

"The new girl we brought here. Is she awake?"

"Yes, sir."

"Has she spoken?"

"No, sir. But, I've talked to her a little."

"Does she seem to be warming up to you?"

"Nicht."

"I thought not. Kurt, you understand that that girl, potentially, contains more talent and power at her age than every mental-associated mutant ability that we know of?"

"She's strong with her gift. If that's what you mean."

"Precisely. Which means, he being so distant and uncontrollable, only means, she's dangerous. We must keep an eye on her. If she turns on us, we might not be able to stop her."

"Um... Professor? If she's that talented as you say: why didn't she free herself?"

"Unfortunately Kurt, that is something only she can answer."

Jean eyed the girl cautiously, just as the girl eyed her. The Professor had said to be careful, and so had Kurt. Super careful. That this girl was capable of things that surpassed even the Professor's mind.

Jean leaned against the wall. She wasn't going to try and pry into this girl's brain. She was curious, but the Professor had warned her strongly against using her gift.

As she continued to watch the girl, she suddenly felt a pressure in the back of her mind. Most people wouldn't notice a thing, but since Jean's gift was telepathy, she could sense when another tried to get into her brain. The Professor hadn't said anything about the girl inside her head. She pulled up barrier after barrier, but the girl kept tearing them down; her eyes shut in concentration.

'Professor!' Jean sent a panicked message telepathically.

The Professor suddenly started, wincing from Jean's mental panic.

"Kurt. Jean's having a problem. Go quickly!"

Kurt teleported, leaving a sulfur smell behind, and disappearing in front of the Professor's eyes.

Jean was so focused on blocking the girl out; she didn't notice Kurt's entrance. Kurt had appeared behind the girl. He reached out to grab her and sink his teeth into her neck.

The girl was faster though; she jumped off the bed, pulling out of Jean's mind.

The pressure gone, Jean began to relax and open her eyes.

Kurt thought the girl looked so vulnerable standing there looking at him, with her knees turned inward and her hands clutching the neckline of her nightgown. He violet eyes were burning into his. He let his eyes stray, taking in the way her ears flattened against her head and he tail curled around her leg so tightly the sharp edge was digging into her shin.

Jean looked at the girl and Kurt. They seemed to be frozen where they were. Wondering if perhaps the girl had entered his mind, Jean invaded Kurt's; something she swore she wouldn't do. Never invade her friends' privacy.

'Kurt?'

'Jean I'm fine. Go. Ichkann behandeln her.'

'But Kurt! The Professor...'

'Sent me back because I can handle her.'

'Alright, but, you missed breakfast.'

Jean left his mind. She had nothing else to say. She knew Kurt must be hungry and he hadn't eaten since before the mission last night. How much of his teleportation and energy could he have on an empty stomach?

Jean left. Thank gott, Kurt thought. But she was right. He hadn't eaten in a while; he probably didn't have enough energy left to handle her. He could feel his energy draining as time passed.

Kurt moved closer to the girl. He didn't feel the pressure in his head as Jean had, but after a little while he felt her presence. She was going through his thoughts. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. Mentally, he encouraged her to explore his mind. Sure he had things to hid, but if opening up his mind is what she wanted to do... well he couldn't stop her. So, it would be easier to let her.

'It's okay,' he told her mentally. 'Look if you want to. I'll sit right here. Promise.'

The girl closed her eyes and pushed farther into his mind. The further she pushed the further back in time the memories were.

Kurt saw the girl lying on the bed, tied up, and helpless. His feeling immediately switched to pity and an attachment because he remembered how awful people had treated him before he moved to Xavier's. They had been excessively harsh towards him and it appeared this girl had been treated no better.

The girl continued back through his memories. As far back as he could remember. All his thoughts and past feelings lay before her like a story book she couldn't put down.

Mistique's death.

Finding out Rogue was his adopted sister.

The issues between Kitty and Lance that never quite went away.

The Professor's inducer that allowed him to go to school.

Meeting his fellow mutant's at the mansion. The Professor. Logan. Hank. Ororo. Scott. Jean. Rogue. Kitty. Amara. Bobby. Evan. And many others. Kitty's repulsed response at first. And then how they became friends.

The people in his hometown chasing him with torches and yelling that he was a demon that needed to die.

At this the girl withdrew quickly from his mind. He winced in pain and rubbed his temples. Had she seen what she wanted to see?

The girl sat on the floor and looked up at him with wide eyes.

"Did you see vhat you vonted to see?"

She didn't reply at all. He slid off the bed and sat on the floor. He held out his tail to her.

"Can ve be friends now? Can you trust me now?"

She glanced at his tail and then back at his eyes. He waited to see if she would take his tail, if she would trust him.

His stomach gurgled. He grinned sheepishly and stood up.

"Ve can hold off on you trusting me long enough to go eat breakfast can't ve?" He offered his hand to help her stand up. She didn't take his hand, but stood up quietly.

"I take it this means ja let's go get breakfast?"

She nodded slowly once.

He grinned. He snatched her hand and teleported them down to the kitchen before she could pull her hand away.