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Bits and Pieces Chapter Thirty Three
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� Are you going to
take pics of the dancers? InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and
Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: *crickets chirp * Morgan: *glomp * Readers/Reviewers: Three more chapters. Ish. Then a new fic wherein loose ends will be
tied. J

Kitty let
out a low whistle and poked at the jumble of wires sticking out of the monitors
in Emma�s version of Danger Room control room.
�Wow�did you guys try to let a monkey fix this first?�
Warren
rolled his eyes and leaned his shoulder against the doorframe, watching Kitty
gingerly tug on the tangle of electronics, trying to sort out the proper order
of things. �Knowing Emma, she tried it
herself and gave up when it shocked her.
You can let it wait, you know,� he added, pushing himself away from the
wall. �You�ve just gotten here, not even
unpacked yet. Why don�t you go get settled in?
I was about to order Chinese�the place in town makes vegetarian and
MSG-free stuff��
Kitty
smiled and shook her head. �I promised
Kurt I�d try and get back by Thursday so I want to get started� but I won�t say
no to fried tofu�� She jumped slightly
as a spark shot out of the back of the machine and she groaned. �Maybe vodka?�
Warren
laughed. �Not for another few years,
Kitty. Come on, before you set to this,
get yourself unpacked and relaxed. This
is going to be a taxing project�� He put
his arm around her shoulders and she let him lead her from the control room
with a baleful, backwards glance. �Why
the hurry to get back anyway? I�d think
you were glad to be far from the madding crowd[1],
as it were.�
�Why do you
think that?� Kitty felt a shade of guilt
creep over her. She was actually
relieved to be away from the questioning and the minor drama bubbling up
between herself and Kurt. She felt as if
a weight had lifted from her shoulders and she could breathe easy. For the entire flight from New
York, she had told herself she would have a long talk
with Kurt when they met again at the end of the week, that everything would be
sorted out, but now she was not so sure.
�I�m just anxious to get back to school.�
The winged
man arched a brow but made no further comment as they entered the main foyer of
the Frost mansion. �Betsy will be here
tonight�she�s excited to see you again.
She said your last meeting was so brief as to be nonexistent and she
would like to get to know some of the students she�s heard so much about.� He smiled at Kitty�s slight blush and
motioned her towards the stairs. �Go on and unpack. I�ll be in the kitchen, trying to decide what
to order.�
Kitty
nodded and traipsed lightly up the stairs, pausing at the top in a moment of
disconcerting vertigo. Emma�s home was
much more austere than Professor Xavier�s.
The Frosts had lived generations of stern nobility, even in lean times, and
as such the house reflected their familial attitude. Kitty found her eyes drawn upwards to the
high ceiling, glaring white even in the dimness of the hall. She swayed briefly and took a step towards
her assigned guest room, then frowned.
Something was not right. She was
not alone. �Hello?� she called
softly. �Artie? Leech?
Are you still here?� The sound
had been small, a shuffling noise like someone trying not to be noticed. It had almost worked. She took another few steps into the hallway,
shivering slightly. A cold draft was
whipping it�s way down the hall, twining around her ankles and knees, wrapping
itself around her arms and neck. Kitty
swallowed hard and stopped, her hands curling into fists by her sides. _Don�t be stupid, _ she told herself sternly,
_you�re not in danger. Warren is
downstairs, Emma and the others are in Bayville� You�re alone up here. This
place isn�t haunted, Kitty Pryde. There�s no boogey men in the closets, no
poltergeists in the attic and no lurkers on the stairs. _ She sniffed imperiously and stiffened her
posture, trying to appear unaffected by the atmosphere of the place. Kitty took a deep breath and forced her feet
forward, trying to ignore the distinct feeling of being watched. Her room was six feet away and she crossed to
it in just a few large steps, shutting the door firmly behind her. She felt more at ease in the bedroom but she
still could not shake the feeling that she was not alone. �Stop it,� she hissed under her breath. �Whatever is going on, just stop!� She closed her eyes and pressed back against
the door, careful not to phase. �I�m
just nervous,� she told herself out loud.
�I�m nervous because this is a new place for me and I�m under stress
from relationship stuff and� ohmygodwhatwasthat?� She pushed herself away from the door, a
clattering sound coming from inside the half-bath in the guest room. Her throat was dry and she tried a shaky
laugh. �Don�t be silly,� she said,
talking as if someone could hear her. �Something
just fell. Things fall all the time. Gravity and all that�� Her steps took her slowly, inexorably,
towards the bathroom. _Did I leave the
light on? _ she thought, acid roiling in her stomach. Her hairbrush came into view as she peered
around the partially open door. It was on the floor, rocking slightly on it�s
rounded back. �See?� she said
aloud. �Things fall��
�Kitty!�
Warren�s
voice, distant and raised, made her twitch.
�What?� she called, reluctant to turn her back on the bathroom. �I�m up here!�
�I know�
come down here. Now!�
She backed
up slowly, taking a deep breath before turning her back to the open door and
running from the room, phasing through the door. She did not slow until she
reached the top of the stairs and even then, she barely managed a decorous pace
to the ground floor, the thought of slipping and falling on polished marble the
only thing keeping her from dashing pell-mell to the bottom. She paused on the next to last riser and took
a moment to compose herself. She did not
want to appear out of sorts when she rounded the last step and stood before Warren. �What is it?� she asked lightly, stepping
past the wall and banister. �Did I
forget� oy.�
Warren
looked grim. Around him stood a motley
group of people, most a sickly pale shade, some so dark they could be shadows
themselves. One familiar face looked up
at Kitty from the lot of them, thinner than she remembered, more scared than
she remembered. He had a pallor about him that marked him as different now,
marked him as someone who had not seen the light of day in a very long time. �Hey,
Kitty,� he breathed.
�Evan��

A/N Sorry. Slash skipped to the next one.

[1] Yes, it�s
the title of a book by Thomas Hardy. Warren�s
just making a bad pun. So to speak. http://www.sparknotes.com/lit/maddingcrowd/summary.html
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