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Innocent Of Evil	By : KMac Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General Views: 2974 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Go Where The Evidence Leads

�You sure your team should go in first?� Fury said,
contributing his share to the wafts of cigar smoke at the door of the
Helicopter.

�Yep,� Logan said, �some of ours are in there. But don�t worry; we won�t bust the place up,
much. Shadowcat followed that danged
virus into their systems, and she can trigger their intruder control gas, and
then purge it again before we go in.�

�Impressive. Get
your people and any information on them, and get out of there. I want this place under our seal, ASAP.�

Logan ground his stogie out under his boot. �I�ll letcha know when we�re on our way
out.�

Kitty set off the gas, and when it cleared they moved
in. Wolverine sent the X-Men after the
computer records, while he tracked the kids.
He found the cells where they had been held, and found himself
struggling to sort out MacLean�s scent.
It was� confusing, containing subtle gradations that were hard to sort
out.

He moved on, following his nose, and reached a large, open
chamber. Inside, he stopped short, and
stared at the people he was looking for.

�Christ, kid� what the hell happened to you?�

* * *

Kurt hurt all over, and he had the worst hangover,
ever. He groaned, because he just knew
how much it was going to hurt to open his eyes. �Das mu� wirklich starkes Bier gewesen sein.*�

�Kurt, are you all right?�

Verdammt.
Dr. McCoy. Did they catch him
drinking? He couldn�t remember.

�That isn�t any beer you�re suffering from, Elf. You�ve been drugged for weeks, from what
we�ve been able to tell. Not that your
buddy here has been any help to us.�

�Buddy?� Wincing, he
pried his eyes open, and tried to sit up.
�Oooh�� Dr. McCoy raised the bed
up, and Kurt looked around. There was
Dr. McCoy, Logan, and� someone else in the next bed. He was tall, slender, with black hair. Arched eyebrows and bluntly pointed ears gave him a rakish
air. He was shirtless and his pale skin
was an unhealthy bluish color, and his expression was drawn and grave. A procession of bandages marched from both
sides of his neck down his shoulders to each arm.

The young man�s attention was directed downward, where he
was steadily polishing a brass guitar in his lap. Kurt had an image of seeing that guitar flash in the same
sunlight that danced in pale gray eyes�

Kurt covered his face.
Memories crashed into him.
Dancing to the music, eating fries, talking about their mothers. Their prison cells� and endless days of
careful conversations. He remembered it
all, now, except about the bandages.
Had their captors done that to him?
�Jerrin?� The other boy looked
up at him. His eyes, more silver than
gray, were uncharacteristically solemn.

A tight smile curled his lips, but it didn�t quite reach
those eyes. �Hey, Kurt. Your sister was in here, earlier. That�s quite a temper she has.�

�Ja. She�s a
real firecracker if you get her angry.�
He frowned. �Where did you get
those?� He gestured at the bandages.

Jerrin shook his head.
�If you don�t remember, I won�t tell you. All I will say is, you�ve lost a week of memories.� His eyes dropped back down to the
guitar. �Perhaps for the best,� he said
softly.

�Is this a �later�?�
Kurt tried to smile about it, but Jerrin didn�t respond in kind.

�That�s in the �never� column, unless you remember on your
own, first.� Jerrin�s tone was firm.

�Aw, c�mon, man. You
know that isn�t fair!�

The silver eyes closed.
When he spoke, it was nearly in a whisper. �Kurt� what happened last week� was bad. Much worse than before. You should thank God you don�t remember, and
I consider it a gift that you don�t.
Please, don�t ask me to tell you��
He put the guitar away, and looked at the adults. �Now that I know what he remembers, I�m
ready to answer some of your questions now.�

��Some�, huh? Maybe
we should ask the Professor along.�

�Professor Xavier has already discovered that he can�t break
my shields if I don�t want him too.�

�That�s true,� said Charles from the doorway. �But I hope you�ll be more forthcoming than
you�re indicating. I�m glad to see you
up, Kurt. I�m sure this won�t take
long.�

* * *

Jerrin MacLean limped to a chair, and sat down heavily. He sighed and looked up at Logan and the
Professor.

�You had sex with him,� Logan said bluntly.

The boy�s mouth quirked.
�As I�m sure you�ve discovered from examining me, it�s more that he had
sex with me. Repeatedly. The drugs we were both given made it an
entirely one-sided deal. I couldn�t
muster enough strength to prevent it from happening, and he wouldn�t let me
reciprocate when I tried.�

�So you did try!�
Logan spat the words accusingly.

�I like him, and I am bi-sexual.� Jerrin shrugged. �When I
couldn�t stop him from� forcing me, I made the best of a bad situation. But in the state he was in, he wasn�t
interested when I made overtures in that direction.�

��Bisexual� is an understatement,� Hank said. �You�re a fully functioning hermaphrodite.�

�Born and bred,� he acknowledged. �I was taught never to push my attentions on anyone.� That tight smile appeared again. �It seemed that Kurt-under-the-drugs had no
such compunctions.� He sighed
again. �I don�t blame him� really I
don�t. He was� primal� even
preverbal. The Kurt I knew wasn�t
behind his eyes. The only ones that I
do blame are the people in the lab, not him.�
He looked at the Professor. �That�s
all I choose to say about it. I don�t
want to inflict Kurt with the knowledge of what he did under the influence. You know as well as I do how much that would
harm him.�

Professor Xavier nodded.
�Your lack of anger is interesting.
Do you need a place to stay until you�re� healed?�

Jerrin shrugged. �It�s
done, nothing I can do about it now.
And yes, thanks. I�d appreciate
that.�

* * *

�May I have your attention, everyone. This is the gentleman who underwent the
recent unpleasantness along with Kurt.
Jerrin, thank you for accepting my invitation to stay, if only for a
while.�

�For a while, sir.
It�s very gracious of you to ask, as I don�t think I�m ready to head out
on the road just yet.� He gave a
careful little bow to the Professor, while leaning on the cane Dr. McCoy loaned
him.

Kurt stepped forward, �He�s a good friend.� He put his hand on Jerrin�s shoulder. �He got me through a difficult time, just by
being there.� Under his hand Kurt felt
a momentary flinch� something he never would have expected from Jerrin, who had
smiled into his eyes from the very first.
It pained him to feel it.

�I�m sorry, Kurt,� Jerrin said softly. �I�m a little jumpy still.� He moved slowly out into the room with the
help of the cane, silver eyes taking in the residents with interest, but with
only a shadow of his former vitality and confidence.

It was quiet, very quiet for a moment. Jean cleared her throat. �So, can you play that thing?� She was looking at the case Kurt was
carrying.

Kurt grinned. �Oh,
can he! Here, sit, and play something,
please?�

The first hint of a genuine smile crossed Jerrin�s
face. �Of course. Anything to please the audience.� He accepted the case, and took out the
instrument, called a dobro, Kurt had been told. He plucked the strings one at a time, and made minor
adjustments. Elegant hands caressed the
strings, and he started with a few chords of what sounded like early rock� and
then, let them fade away.

�I�m sorry, I can�t do that one, right now.� He closed his eyes, and his left hand moved,
making silent chord shapes while his right hand stayed still. Finding something that worked, he opened his
eyes again, and played softly, looking at Kurt.

�When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes
to me, speaking words of wisdom; Let it be.
And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front
of me, speaking words of wisdom; Let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Whisper
words of wisdom; Let it be.

�And when the broken hearted people living in the world
agree, there will be an answer; Let it be.
For though they may be parted, there is still a chance
that they will see, there will be an answer; Let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Yeah,
there will be an answer; Let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Whisper
words of wisdom; Let it be��

Kurt�s eyes watered with a sense of sadness he couldn�t
understand. Jerrin turned away, and
finished the song, with a skill and emotion that touched everyone in the
room. Leaning back, the singer smiled
at Kurt. �It was either that, or �Hey
Jude�.�

�What were you going to play before?� Kurt said.

�I was going to play �Sie Liebt Dich�, but I�m not
feeling perky enough.� Kurt could see a
familiar bit of mischief in his eyes.

�Perky, eh?� Kurt
broke into a chuckle. �Heh,
perky!� Jerrin nudged the case over to
him, and Kurt made a show of looking through his empty pockets. Find a bit of lint-fuzz, he deposited it
with a flourish into the case.

Jerrin looked at the fuzzy speck, and chuckled himself. �Well, it�s more than I got out of you last
time,� he muttered. Looking up, he
bowed his head to Kurt, �Thank you for your contribution.� He leaned over with a wince and packed the
dobro away again, setting it to the side.
Levering himself up, he looked at the Professor. �Is there anything I can do to prepare for
dinner? I may be a guest, but I want to
help.�

�Would you and Kurt like to set the table?� Charles Xavier
asked.

�Of course, sir, anything I can do, just ask.� They went into the kitchen, and started
setting up for dinner. For some reason
it looked like Kitty was following them, but whenever Kurt turned around, she
was walking away�

* * *

The next night, the new guy was leaning on a balcony,
looking at the moon. Kurt was being
distracted by Jamie, who�d been bribed to ask for help with his homework. Kitty shared the suspicions she had with the
other young people, and they�d discussed what should be done. �We ask him to leave,� Rogue had said. �He don�t belong here, and he knows
it.� Tonight they came out on the
balcony for the confrontation.

Jerrin turned around.
He bowed his head to them, leaning his elbows on the railing. �Miss Pryde, and company.�

�We know what you did to him, and we�re not going to stand
for it,� Kitty said.

He cocked his head, but said nothing in response.

�We�ve pieced it together, and it�s not a pretty
picture.� She counted on her
fingers. �One. Neither of you had any clothes on when they
found you. Two. You were found together. Three.
I helped Dr. McCoy add a new DNA sample to his database on you, and it wasn�t
saliva. Four. I�m the one who decrypted those lab hard drives, and I found some
pretty incriminating images.�

He clapped his hands, sarcastically slow. �Very good.
But has it occurred to you that there might be more going on here than
you realize yet?�

�So tell us what that might be, then?� she challenged.

�I wouldn�t tell them that,� he nodded his head at the
mansion, �and they know more than you do.
Why should I talk to you lot?�

�What-ever,� said Rogue.
�The way you look at him, and the way he follows you around� it�s a
disgrace. If you give a damn about him
at all, you know you�re no good for him.
So why are you still hanging around?�

He looked down at the balcony tiles, and nodded. �I�ve been asking myself that, for very
different reasons than you imagine.� He
sighed. �I presume you brought my
guitar?� Scott shoved the case at him.

Jerrin held it before him, and closed his eyes. A soft silver mist flickered into existence,
surrounding him and the guitar in a thick hazy outline. He looked up, and then suddenly the misty aura
was empty� and was blown apart by the evening breeze, leaving nothing and
no-one behind.

A/N: Das mu� wirklich starkes Bier gewesen sein. =
�That must have been really strong beer.�
Verdammt =
Damn. Sie Liebt Dich = She Loves
You.
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