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Ultimate Coverup	By : Polymer Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 1569 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2- Three Months Later:
Disclaimer: I don't own X men, Marvel Comics does! This is FANFICTION, not for profit, but for entertainment only! This applies to ALL the following chapters as well!!!

"Michelle," said Hank. "Are you all right?"

"Sorry� just remembering," Mariko said softly as she blinked.

"Another flashback?"

"Yes� but they're not as bad as they were� Jean's therapy is helping�" she nodded.

"Don't overdo it. You've only been here three months�" said Hank gently. "It takes a while to get used to the place I know�"

"Pass me that test tube," she said.

"One glass receptacle coming up," Hank nodded. Side by side the two labcoated researchers worked, both doing separate experiments on the same lab bench. While Hank peered through his microscope, Michelle set up a conglomeration of glass tubes into a reaction setup. There wasn't much space lately in the research lab, and benchspace was a premium.

Pushing his safety glasses up on the bridge of his nose, Hank peered into her notebook. "More of that Z78? I thought you'd abandoned that?"

"An infinitely long polymer isn't just relegated to men in white suits," she laughed. "It's possible� I mean anything is�"

"Considering what's been going down lately� I concur," Hank nodded. "Which leads me to my next question. How's it going�? I mean�"

"What 'it' are you asking me about, Hank?" she said, glancing over at him. Her eyes took in the blue fur that shinnied his skin in spectral ultramarine hues.

"How are you getting along with the others?"

"I thought you'd have know by now," she said with a half smile. "Half of 'em think I'm a pain in the ass, the rest think I'm a gift from God� when it comes to helping them pass their science papers�"

"Ah," Hank said.

"Which is typical� so I guess I can say it's as good as it's gonna get," Michelle chuckled. Although Hank saw the smile, he could tell it was the same situation, different settings.

"I do see you hanging out with Jean, occasionally� and Kitty�"

"Kitty thinks I�m her long lost big sister," Michelle chuckled. "But Jean's cool. Scott's okay too. But Rogue and Storm give me dirty looks; Colossus is polite but hardly gives me the time of day� Bobby thinks I should take the coal outta my butt and see if it's a diamond�"

"I gotcha," Hank winced. "Bobby's a card� but he's a good egg�"

"As long as he's not pitching 'em at me," Michelle chuckled. "He seemed to think dropping them on me from two floors up on an ice ramp was his idea of getting me to loosen up last week�"

"Only because he likes you," Hank chuckled.

"What's STORM got against me?" asked Michelle. "I've tried to be nice but�"

"Perhaps it is our familiarity," Hank coughed.

"You mean she has a Jones on you?" Michelle asked. Hank cleared his throat.

"Well, yeah," Hank mumbled. "But well, let's just say that she's been keeping her distance� to get used to the new and improved Hank McCoy� mutant genes from gorillas will do that to you."

"I think it makes you look distinguished," Michelle said. "That wild rugged look is in� and isn't she into that kinda thing?"

"One would think," Hank mumbled. "Scott speaks highly of you�"

"Rogue would say it's because we both have a pole up our butts�"

"Aren't you over exaggerating, T?" he asked.

"No I'm not," Michelle laughed bitterly. "I've got good hearing. I'm not one to spy, but I couldn't help but hear her and Storm talking in the cafeteria about the 'pole up the ass club', and Scott and my names were mentioned�"

"Ouch," Hank sighed. "Look, give them time� they weren't cozy to Wolverine�"

"That's another thing. He's one of the few people who's at least polite� but there's something about him� I feel like he's always staring at me�"

"He stares at everyone� especially Jean," Hank chuckled.

"She mentioned that he's like that� but Gambit�"

"What about Gambit?" Hank asked, bristling.

Michelle sighed, lighting the Bunsen burner and sliding it under her reaction flask. "He keeps bumping into me when I come out of the danger room. Always asking me if I want to see a movie, or go for a walk or a drive�"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Are you serious? I think that's why Rogue can't stand me. She has a serious Jones on him� and I don't want to be the 'other woman�' besides, Gambit is so not my type! I can see him coming from a mile away� I'm just a project because I'm the 'smart girl' that he's trying to bed�"

"If he gets to be a problem�"

"Don't be the big brother, it's something I have to handle myself," Michelle interrupted as Hank rested his hand on hers. "I can't have you protecting me every time someone looks at me cross-eyed�"

"I know, but you're my friend� if they can't accept you�" Hank trailed off. "Have you talked to Professor X about this?"

"Yes, numerous times� he tells me to give it time. That Scott is pleased with me, and that overall people don't have many bad things to say. Although they wish I was more of a team player� and I DO have this 'know it all' attitude� but what does he expect? I'm 21 years old! I feel like I'm in kindergarten!"

"Give it time," Hank said. "Surely it can't be as bad as working for Weapon X� anything is preferable�"

"Don't remind me. I like it here, but I wish people would not be so wrapped up with trying to figure out how to 'figure me out,' " Michelle sighed. "So freaking WHAT if I don't like to get smashing drunk or go to clubs? I'm just� the type of girl who likes to sit in front of the tube and watch SF� the only guy who does THAT is you, and Scott� and maybe Bobby�"

"Perhaps That's why the girls don�t' relate to you well, because you're a�"

"One of the guys?" she smirked. "Please, I have that from my counselor! Besides, you'd be lost without a fellow Star Wars fan�"

"May the Force be with you," Hank said in a fair impression of Obi Wan Kenobi.

"Live long and prosper, and eat grapes," she said, doing the Vulcan V with her hands and both chuckled.

'*X-men, please report to training sessions for your afternoon workouts�*~~~

"Go call," she murmured, tapping her ear. "I'll NEVER get used to that!"

"You will, trust me," Hank smiled as he helped her off with her labcoat, and both of them rushed out into the corridor.

Other uniformed students passed them. The tight black garment was far more revealing than most gowns, and she felt self-conscious. Most of the girls and guys filled them out well. She caught Gambit staring at her as he ran past, and he licked his lips. "Cherie, you're poured into that�"

"Don't start with me, I've had a rough morning," She called to him.

"You wound me, Cherie," Gambit purred. "Only bein' polite�"

"Go be polite to Rogue," she said. "She looks ready to kill me�"

"Don' let Rogue bother you. Let Rogue worry 'bout rogue," Gambit suggested as he opened the door for her. She slipped inside, and bumped against Hank.

"Sorry," Hank said.

"Hey," Jean said as she joined them in the large classroom. "There's a seat over here� Shelly�"

"Thanks," said Michelle as she walked past the rows of desks already filled by the ranks of students. She slid into a seat by Jean, and noticed the empty space on one side. Gambit parked himself on her other side, and she sighed as he winked at her.

"At least SOMEONE likes me," she though. Too bad he's a damn flirt with anything having two

X-chromosomes.

It seemed like someone was staring at her from behind. She ventured a glance, and noticed Wolverine taking a seat behind her. He leaned forward with his arm propping up his goatee-covered chin, and looked at the Professor. His eyes wandered to Jean, and then she could swear the blue eyes caught sight of hers. Her gaze fell on Rogue, who turned her head and deliberately faced Colossus sitting next to her. Kitty sat a few seats down from her and Jean, while Scott sat in front.

"Good timing, students," said the Professor. He drifted in on his antigravity chair. "Here are your assignments for drill today� you will be in one of three teams� and rotate with combat and power drills� I've randomized to make sure to team people with varying abilities�"

"What about newbies?" asked Storm.

"They will be partnered with those more experienced," said Scott. "Jean and I will naturally head two of the teams. Two intermediates and one new student will be in each�"

"Here are the assignments," said the Professor as he motioned to Scott. He grabbed the baseball cap off his head and tossed slips of paper into it. He passed it around.

"Take a slip folks. Only intermediates and newbies� you experienced people know who you are�"

"Who are the others?" asked Michelle.

"Well there's two others� four teams of four�."

Before long the names were drawn, and Michelle saw the red square she'd drawn. Scott walked around with multicolored plastic armbands, and cleared his throat. "All right people� this is the moment. We're in blue, red, and gold squads. I lead blue, Jean leads red, and Professor X leads Gold�"

"That's original," Rogue whispered. Storm shushed her.

"X-Men blue� my team lead by Cyclops, I read off� Beast, Iceman, Richter, Polaris,

"X-Men gold� Storm, Kitty, Colossus, Jubilee, Psylocke, and Nightcrawler.

"X-Men red� Jean leading� Gambit, Wolverine, Polymer, Rogue, Havoc

"You an' me Cheri, same team," Gambit winked. Michelle shook her head as Jean passed her the armband, and she tied it on. Each set gathered in their groups, and followed their leader. Michelle felt the eyes of Rogue on her, and shook her head. Since when did she ever get with others that were so different from herself? Someone with offensive powers like Havoc and Rogue teamed with ones like her.

"All right team Red, let's get the lead out," Jean said as she clapped her hands.

"Yes fearless leader," Havoc wisecracked.

"Shaddup Alex," Jean made a face.

"So what's the plan?" asked Wolverine. "Drills n' frills, or something else, Red?"

"Well, we get the danger room later this week. But the first is an old fashioned jog around the estate�"

"Ouch," Gambit chuckled. "Ladies too?"

"Ladies and gentlemen," Jean smiled. "To the workout room�"

"Why do THEY get all the fun?" Havoc whispered to Gambit, who shrugged.

"Mes ami, it's not Remy's place t' ask. But look at the belle Cherie on our team� no? Chocolate, strawberry, n' Neapolitan�"

"Flavors galore," Alex grinned.

"All right ladies, get yer asses in gear," Wolverine barked and shoved past them. "Jean's in charge� locker room right now�"

"Who died and made HIM Cyclops?" asked Rogue in a whisper as she moved closer to Havoc and Gambit. Jean sighed as Michelle walked behind the group, glancing around.

"Today, Poly," said Wolverine as he walked over and glanced at her. "Stragglers included�"

"I can hear, thank you," Michelle shot back.
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