X-Book 1: New Allies New Enemies - Chapter 20 - Random Morning
Summary: (See Book 1: Prologue)
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The next morning, Henry and the Professor stepped out of the medical
bay quietly as the door slid closed behind them. Henry smiled
reassuringly to the three concerned faces in the hall, though he
still looked perplexed by his new patient's condition. He had
spent the night in the medical bay to monitor Mary's condition,
should her violent symptoms reappear, but had found no medical cause
"How is she?" Storm asked quickly.
"She's fine for now," Henry said, sounding frustrated,
"She's sleeping. With anyone else, I would say she fainted,
maybe a bit overwhelmed and exhausted by her trip today, but the
Professor was explaining to me how her mutation seems to affect her
in the same way. I'm afraid I won't know more until she
wakes up. For now, her vitals and brain functions are normal...I
think a nice long rest will do wonders. Although, I would like to
examine her medical history, if we have received it..."
Scott shook his head, "No, not yet. We usually request it weeks
before a candidate arrives but her decision to come was made so
quickly...I'll try to have them faxed straight to us today or
Henry nodded, with an amused smile, "Or next week...or next
month. Never can tell with the new confidentiality regulations
"In the meantime," Xavier said, "You need some rest
yourself, Henry. Bobby or Rogue can monitor the girl until she
Henry chuckled, removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes at the top
of his nose.
"Sounds like a good idea," he replied, "Besides, I have a
cot set up in the lab's office...just in case of late night
patients. As soon as Mary's up, I'll be up."
"Fine," Xavier said, "If you need any assistance, we'll
be down the hall."
Henry nodded, and yawned widely before returning to the medical
bay. Xavier sent a call to Rogue and Bobby to assist the doctor,
before turning to others.
"Logan, do you have the video and papers from Colorado?"
Xavier asked. Logan nodded and withdrew two parcels from his
jacket. The video had been wrapped securely in a plastic bag to
prevent the exposed tape from being damaged further and the
recovered documents had been packed as neatly as possible in a large
"Let's go see what the computer can salvage from them,"
Xavier said, leading the others on to another unmarked silver door.
Rogue sat in the kitchen eating breakfast quietly after most of the
other students had finished. She was studying from an advanced
chemistry book, pausing every now and then to make a note or
highlight a sentence from the text. It was not the most fascinating
subject in the world, but she had an exam with Dr. McCoy next week
and had been using every spare moment to prepare for it.
Bobby had volunteered to take the first watch over the new student,
and Kitty and Jubilee refused to study on a weekend, so she was left
to suffer alone. If it had not been for the donuts her friends had
smuggled in for her, she would have been much more upset at having
to spend such a beautiful morning stuck in a textbook. She sighed
and considered taking her studies outside when Kurt appeared
suddenly in the room.
She grinned as the smoke settled, noticing that he was still bundled
up and hooded from his trip to church. Despite the dangers of being
recognized as a mutant in public, Kurt still attended mass every
Sunday, never letting the possible ridicule of a few keep him from
his faithful practice.
He usually teleported back inside the mansion when he reached home,
saving him the long trek up the driveway. Kitty laughed when Rogue
questioned Kurt about that, saying they had evolved beyond the use
of doors and walls, just as Logan had evolved beyond the use of a
can opener. Rogue had been annoyed at Kitty's analogy, until she
visualized Logan growling viciously at a stubborn can of tuna.
"Good morning," Kurt said cheerfully to her, pushing back his
hood with a sigh of relief. With the days getting warmer, he was
going to have to find a different disguise, or try attending church
"Hey, Kurt," she said, "Powdered and chocolate covered
here if you want one..."
He shook his head with mock sadness, "No, but thank you.
I've given up dessert foods for Lent."
"Oh, sorry," Rogue replied, "I'll buy you a whole box
for Easter to make up for it."
Kurt chuckled, then sat down and frowned curiously, "What are you
"Homework," Rogue sighed, "Tryin' to get some work in
before takin' over for Bobby. He's helping Dr. McCoy with
the new student."
"Oh, I see," Kurt said softly. He had said a prayer for the
sick girl at mass, it was sad that her first hours here had to be so
difficult. It reminded him of his own introduction to the X-Men.
"Did they tell you what her gifts were?" Kurt asked, and
"Precognitive, they think," she said, "Like she can see
Kurt's eyes widened as he considered the possibility as Rogue
"Storm said they're not sure though," she said.
"Sounds like it would be quite a burden," Kurt replied,
"Always knowing what will happen..."
Not as much of a burden as other mutations, Rogue thought, flexing
one gloved hand and glancing at Kurt's heavy hooded coat, unable
to think of a reason that seeing the future could be a bad thing.
If Rogue had known about her mutation before it appeared, she might
have kept her first boyfriend out of the hospital. There was a
touch of bitterness in her thoughts, a chill that had recently been
dampening her typically affable attitude.
Kurt noticed the distance in her face and decided to try to change
"The doctor said Blink's arm was not broken," he said
with a grin, "I heard he's playing umpire today..."
Rogue blinked and returned his smile, shaking off the shadow for now
in deference to her friend.
"Why don't we go watch the game again?" she suggested,
"Just in case he makes a bad call for Siryn. I need to get some