A/N: And I'm here again. So I think Coca Cola is way better than Pepsi for a start, but I'll drink it if I have to. Right, the next chapter is coming up. I have literally just finished it and it's nearly half past nine at night. It has taken me all day to write this chapter, but that's probably because I took a few breaks in between. Next chapter is right underneath the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Natalee and the X-Men trilogy on DVD.

Chapter 13

Apparently, Logan had left my new image a surprise. So when I walked into one of the main living rooms where my new friends were, they couldn't do anything but stare. All I could see was wide eyes, gaping mouths, blank but shocked expressions, or a combination of the first two. The only person in the room who didn't seem surprised was Logan, but that was expected. I gave a small smile to the quiet room when a voice spoke up.

"What the fuck is on your head?" The voice was unwelcoming, bitter almost. John.

Storm snapped out of her stupor, "John! Language." She reprimanded. John didn't look like he cared and didn't make a move to apologise. I didn't understand why he had to make a comment like that. He had instantly hated me when I declined his offer to go out with him just before Logan's appearance that day.

"What? I was simply asking about the massive furry things that are now poking out of the top of her head." He shrugged. I swear I almost punched him. I was about to when a growl was heard from the other side of the room.

I turned and found the source of the primal sound. Where Logan had been sat before slouched in the chair, he was now sat forward, his shoulders tense and hands clenched, causing his muscles to nearly burst through his skin. His face was serious and his eyes were dark with thinly veiled fury. When everyone's eyes were attached to Logan, he spoke;

"Don't you dare speak about her like that." He growled. He stared at John menacingly, but the younger boy didn't seem to notice. Instead, he just added to the problem.

"Why? I can do whatever the hell I like. You're not her keeper. So what are you gonna do about it?" It was like I wasn't even in the room. Logan shot to his feet and approached John until they stood toe to toe with each other. His chest was shaking and I knew that he was restraining himself from hurting the mutant in front of him.

I decided to intervene. I stepped in between the two of them and place a hand on Logan's chest. I could feel the tension coiled in the muscle ease as I stood there. He looked down at me with a softer expression than the one he had given John. In return I gave him a small smile before turning to aforementioned boy.

When I gazed at John my face was harsher. My smile was gone and a small fire built in my eyes. My eyes had changed colour if his expression was anything to go by. He looked almost…scared. That was new. No one had ever been scared of me before. But then again, no one had seen like I was then before. Then I spoke in a way I never had until that moment.

"I think it's time for you to go, John. Don't you think?" I tilted my head to the side and narrowed my eyes. My voice, like Logan's, had an animal like quality to it now and I liked it. John glanced around the room at the various faces before he turned and bolted out the door.

I took a deep breath and my nose was assaulted with the scents of everyone present. John's still lingered in the air and burnt my nostrils but I dismissed it. I swivelled my body to face everyone else again and let a sheepish smile grow on my lips.

I waved, "Hi guys." I said. Again, they stood wide eyed without speaking for a moment. I looked at Logan, worried that they weren't going to accept what I was now. That they were scared of me like John was.

I grabbed Logan's hand and tugged him away so that I could speak to him. No one protested as we moved to the other side of the room and Logan and I began to talk in hushed voices.

"What's wrong, Vix?" Logan's brow was furrowed in confusion as to why I had dragged him away from the others.

"What's wrong with them? Are they scared of me? Why aren't they answering me?" I asked in a rushed breath. When I was finished, Logan's expression became understanding and after a moment he began to smile. I was confused. "What? Why are you smiling? Did I say something funny?"

He chuckled, "No, you didn't say anything funny. It's just that you think they're scared of you." My brow furrowed. "They're not scared, they're shocked. They weren't expecting something like this to happen. Neither did I. They'll get used to it and so will you. It'll just take time." One of his large hands cupped my cheek. "Now you just need to speak to them and they'll answer soon. Okay?" I nodded and walked back towards the others.

I looked all five of the remaining people in the eye. Storm, Rogue, Kitty, Bobby and Peter all seemed to still be frozen. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath before practically shouting;

"Will somebody please say something! Anything!" Apparently that was the wrong thing to say since all five of them began speaking at once and their words meshed together until all I heard was a mess of sounds. Kitty's arms were flailing about, Bobby had a hand on his forehead and Rogue was pointing at things randomly.

It was then that a loud whistle sounded throughout the room. It hurt my ears but I still nodded my thanks to Logan for doing it. When I was facing the others once again I spoke;

"One at a time." All their hands launched themselves into the air as if we were in class, even Storm's. "Okay, Peter, you seem the calmest. You go first."

The giant dropped his arm and took a deep breath, "Natalee, what is on your head, if you don't mind me asking." He was ever so polite.

I smiled and placed my hands on my hips, "Well, Pete. It appears that I have grown a second set of ears out of the top of my head. Is that a sufficient enough answer 'cause I have no idea what they're doing there either." If I could joke about it with them it meant that I was slowly coming to terms with what was happening to me, despite only finding about them myself that same morning.

Then Kitty, the ever bubbly one, jumped in, "Okay so what was the deal with your eyes earlier when you were talking to John? Even now they kinda seem a little golden." The curious expression on her face made her look adorable and so alike the animal she shared a name with.

I laughed, "Well I'm not too sure about that either. I'm going on Logan's experience with this and he doesn't seem to have much of a clue on this either."

"Okay," Started Storm, "Now that we have that cleared up, I have some duties to attend to." She walked in front of me and stopped. Her hand landed on my shoulder and she smiled, "It's good to see you up and about. We were all worried about you." She gave me one last smile before she walked out of the room. That left me, Kitty, Bobby, Rogue, Peter and Logan.

Logan tapped my arm and gave me a look that said he'd talk to me later before he too left, following Storm down the hallway. Once I turned back to the group of teens, I found their eyes glued to me. Then a blur appeared in front of me and a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. Kitty had moved so fast that I hadn't even registered it, despite the fact my senses had been recently heightened.

"We were so worried!" She gasped into my shoulder and like that I knew that they weren't going to be frightened of what I now was. That I was still going to have friends my own age. That was all that mattered.

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