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Chapter List
- 1-Bellwether
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- 54-Epilogue
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Bellwether Chapter Seventeen

Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
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�� You know
what I think?�
�� I think
the question you want to ask is do we *care* what you think?� Scott murmured,
flipping over one of the last pages of the dossier.�
�� Whatever.� I think this Doctor MacTaggert and Professor
Xavier had a thing.� You know�a
thing?�� Todd wiggled his brows
meaningfully and shoved his copy of the folder full of papers and schematics towards
Kurt.� �All these personal letters in
here, ya know� they read like a heap of sexual tension just *waiting* to go
boom.�
�� Professor
Xavier does *not* go boom,� Kurt put in mildly.�
�Tabby goes boom.� Wanda goes
boom.� The Professor does not go boom.�
�� Todd rolled his eyes heavenward and
shrugged.� �Whatever, dude. I just know
sexual tension when I see it.��
�� Logan interrupted before
whatever Kurt was about to say could be voiced.�
�Scott, when we get there, you and Todd get the perimeter.� Kurt, you stay with me.� We get the interior once they give us the all
clear.�
�� Why do I
get stuck with Scott?� Todd whined.� �He
hates me!�
�� I don�t
hate you,� the older mutant corrected him, �I just don�t have a lot of patience
with you sometimes.�
�� Well, when
you two are done with your Hallmark moment, we�re heading into some rough air
so sit down and shut up and make sure those folders stay together.�
�� Kurt closed
his eyes and held his breath, his fingers curling around the seatbelt across
his hips.� He did not hate flying, per
se.� He just thought there were better
ways to travel. Ways that did not involve being thousands of feet off the
ground.� He felt Todd�s elbow prod his
ribs so he opened one eye. �Ja?�
�� Don�t you
want to look outside? You can still see some of the lights waaaaaaaaaaaay down
there!� Todd glanced over at his friend and snorted.� �Don�t tell me you�re afraid of flying.� You do all that acrobatic shit without a net,
you run around on the high wire��
�� Ja, but
those things�you fall and there�s a very good chance you�ll survive.�� Kurt closed his eyes again and exhaled
slowly.� �I fall out of a plane, there�s
a very good chance I won�t survive.�
�� Stranger
things have happened, dude,� Todd murmured, returning to gazing out of the
window at the city lights far below.�
�� You should
just trust Logan,�
Scott put in as the plan seemed to bump along suddenly, no longer flying
smoothly.� �He won�t crash us into the
side of a mountain.�
�� Nein,
because there are no mountains below us,� Kurt pointed out.� �I�m not scared of flying like Kitty is,� he
continued, swallowing hard.� �I�m scared
of crashing.�� A particularly violent
jolt shook the plane and Todd gasped next to him, the sound turning into a
giggle of excitement.� �You�re weird,
Toad.�
�� Yeah, but
it works for me.��
�� Scott
sighed loudly and leaned back in his seat.�
�When we get to Muir
Island,� he said loud
enough to distract Kurt from Todd�s excited jittering, �things will have to
move fast.� The weather there is always
windy, the seas aren�t safe around it and it�s got almost no place for us to
hide.�� He paused, letting the silence
stretch until Kurt opened his eyes.�
�Unless you�re you.� You can be
almost invisible in the dark.�
�� And?� Kurt
asked on a breath as the plane again jolted, making his teeth click together
worrisomely.� He opened both eyes then
and fixed Scott with a curious, albeit mildly nervous gaze.� �And what does this mean for you?�
�� For the
group, Kurt.� Not for me.� For all of us. You can do things that we
can�t, get into places that we can�t go. � Scott leaned forward, his entire
posture bespeaking intensity.� �Kurt, I�m
not just saying this for the Hell of it� you have the potential to be the best
member of any team.� Your abilities,
natural and learned ones, make you an invaluable asset.� With or without the holo,� he added, leaning
back.� The plane shuddered one final time
and the rough patch ended, Logan�s
barely voiced curse from the cockpit punctuating the mood.
�� Kurt did
not say anything.� He was fairly certain
that Todd had not heard Scott�s comments and he did not want to chance making
the other teenager feel bad if he could avoid it.� He glanced again at Scott and found himself
the subject of intense scrutiny.�
Shifting in his seat, Kurt let his tail thump idly on the cushion, an
unconscious habit he got while he was thinking very hard about something.� Maybe, he considered, Scott was just trying
to make him feel better after a crappy year.�
Maybe he was trying to give him courage for the mission, or trying to convince
him to do something that he would otherwise refuse.� Or maybe� Kurt let this last thought linger,
almost amused by how foreign it felt.�
Maybe Scott was praising him truly.�
Maybe he was not just offering false praise.� He was good at some things, he admitted to
himself. And he could do things not everyone else could� �Hoffart geht dem
Sturze, und Hochmut dem Falle voraus.[1],�
Kurt murmured, unbuckling his seat belt and rising a bit unsteadily to his
feet.� Ignoring Scott�s startled stiffening
and half-hearted reach for his wrist, Kurt made his way forward and slid into
the co-pilot�s seat next to Logan.� �Ich mu� dir eine Frage stellen[2],�
he said quietly, knowing that Logan
could hear him over the engine noise.
�� Logan nodded, sliding him
a sideways glance.� �Yeah?�� He had been able to hear some of the
conversation that had gone on behind him minutes before but not all of it.� He had a good feeling, though, that Kurt�s
query would not be an easy one.
�� Warum wolltest du, dass ich auf diese Mission mitkomme?�[3]
�� He noted
how Kurt was picking idly at the fabric of the seat cushion, how he would not
make eye contact and slump in on himself, tucking his knees awkwardly to his
chest in the small amount of space afforded by the cockpit.� �Is it that important right now?�
�� Ja,
kinda�� He shrugged and unfolded himself
slowly, shifting so that he sat twisted and almost sideways to better face Logan.� �I just don�t understand anything anymore,
why this is going on, why we do anything and�� He winced, a sudden shrieking
noise filling the cabin.� �Scheisse!�
�� A light�s
gone off and I�ll be damned if it isn�t the big red one[4],� Logan called in an almost
cheery tone.� �Buckle in and hold
on.� Proximity alarm�s gone off!�

A/N I lied.� Smut next
chapter.

[1]
http://bible.cc/proverbs/16-18.htm

[2] I have
to ask you a question.

[3] Why did
you choose me to come on this mission?

[4]
Paraphrased from a Far Side cartoon� ;)
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