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Letters from the Edge

Rogue didn�t think it was a good
idea two nights ago, when Kurt had gone to that guy�s room.� It still felt wrong that he was so close to
Jerrin.� What they went through was so
horrible, though, she couldn�t deny they had some issues to work through.� Kurt had come out only minutes later, but he
wasn�t in a mood to talk, he just slipped into his own room for the night.� She brought him some dinner, and his voice
was subdued when he thanked her.

The next day, after breakfast, they
disappeared into the woods.� When they
came back for lunch, they both looked down in the mouth.� Kurt went to the gym, and worked out so hard
he could barely stand afterward.� Jerrin
spent most of the afternoon puttering in the dust behind an upright piano he
found in a drawing room, tuning it, he said.�
She had to admit that it sounded better when he was done, and he started
playing.

All the songs she recognized were
sad ones.� She sat and listened, and
something that guy in New York said came back to her.� Jerrin was �over there, playing every broken-hearted love song in
the Beatles catalog.�� And that thing he
said to Kurt, �As you wish.�� She
and Kurt just watched that movie recently.�
Was Jerrin saying that he loved Kurt, a la Wesley?� At dinner last night, Kurt looked like the
weight of the world was on his shoulders.�
Did Kurt believe him?

Jerrin hardly spoke at dinner.� He was unfailingly polite, but he didn�t
volunteer any information about what he and Kurt talked about.� �Kurt has what he needs now,� he said.� �I trust him.�

�You, trust him?� What does that have to do with it?� Rogue
snapped.� He just shook his head, and
looked at Kurt.�

�It�s okay, Rogue,� Kurt said.� �He�s only trying to protect me.�� He looked pleadingly at her.� �He told me everything.� What happens next is up to me now.�� Jerrin nodded.� He looked calmer now, almost at peace, but Kurt sure didn�t.

So now it was Monday afternoon,
after school.� Kurt was catching up on
his makeup work from missing school for the last month.� While he was busy, Rogue sought out
Jerrin.� He was doing something like Tae
Kwon Do on the cliff overlooking the shore.�
She hung her elbows on the gazebo railing, and watched.� It looked like an elegant art.

�Good afternoon, Rogue.�� He drew his routine to a close, and bowed to
the lowering sun.

�Yo,� she said.� �I wanted to ask you something.�

�Shoot.�� He gave her a sideways look, his eyes glinting.� �Not literally, please.�

Was that a joke?� Didn�t know he had a sense of humor.� �I�ve been putting a few things together,
and I don�t like where it�s going.�� He
watched her levelly, silver eyes giving nothing away.� She didn�t want to play cards with him.� �Do you think you�re in love with him?�

�Yes.� And before you ask, he knows.��
He looked off, and then squinted suddenly.� �What is this, Hogwarts?� he muttered to himself.� A glint of light caught her eye, and a
golden hawk swooped to land on the gazebo railing.� �Dorado,� Jerrin said.�
The large bird bobbed his head and chirped.� �I�ll get to you in a moment.�

�Are you crazy, talking to a bird?�
Rogue edged away from the big raptor as it fixed her with a piercing yellow
gaze.

�That�s not a bird, it�s a spy from
my mother.� Look close, you�ll notice
his feathers are made of brass.�

Damn, they were
made of metal!� �You�re just weird,
you know that?� Do you think that�s any
good for him?�

He shrugged.� �That�s up to him now.� I will abide by anything he decides.�

�Even if he just wants it to be
over?�� Please, let Kurt just get
back to normal and tell this guy to get lost.

�Then I will leave without complaint
or argument.� I promised him that I
would.�� He looked out at the ocean, his
eyes nearly colorless as he looked away from the sunset.

�How do I know you�re telling the
truth?�� He must not care for Kurt that
much, then, if he�d leave without a fuss.

He held out his hand to her.� �I know what your power is.� See for yourself.�

She narrowed her eyes, and took off
her glove.� �It won�t feel good, you
know.�

�I�ll risk it,� he said, and she
grabbed him.� His silver mist sprung up
as she touched him� and nothing happened.�
She looked at their hands touching; skin to mist covered skin, with
disbelief.� �Sorry, an automatic defensive
measure,� he said.� He frowned and the
mist faded.� Still her power waited� and
then she had him.� His eyes rolled up in
his head, but he kept his feet, even if barely.

His empathy became hers, first.� Then, with Jerrin�s own telepathy, she saw
that he was still struggling to keep his mental and physical shields down for
her.� She saw how he�d been watching
Kurt from across the estate, with the sense of perception he used for his
transportation ability.� The personal
stuff followed the powers � memories of traversing space in his own starship�
living among gargantuan trees that made Sequoias look like blades of grass�
riding bareback on a dark twin-horned horse� life as an androgyne� performing
music alone and with others� and his time with Kurt.� Her mind flinched away from his memories of a feral Kurt, sweaty
and aroused�

His emotions crashed in, primarily
love, and a longing ache for her brother.�
He had a grim determination that what was right for Kurt overcame any
personal considerations, no matter the cost to himself.� There was a sad certainty that he would be
sent away, as well as a quiet hope to stay.�
She let him go as if burned by the intensity of his feelings.� The lingering sense of gender confusion made
her stomach twist.

He staggered back against the rail,
and slid to the ground.� The hawk
chirped, and hopped over next to him.�
After some time of it preening his hair, he stirred.� �Hey, �Rado.� S�okay, I asked for it.��
He stroked the bird�s head, as it made soft sounds to him.� Rogue slumped on the steps, trying to shake
off the lump of hot tears that seemed to be stuck in his throat, and now in
hers.

He fumbled at a tube on Dorado�s
leg, pulling out a crystal, and a small metal disk marked with a silver
hawk.� �I don�t have a letter to send
home yet.�� He looked at the disk.� �Tell her I�ll think about it.�� The bird called quietly, and flew off.

He drew a shaky breath, and ran his
hand through his dark hair.� �You
weren�t lying, Rogue, that wasn�t any fun.�

Rogue looked up, tears streaming
down her face and streaking her make up.�
�How can you stand it?�

�I have to,� he said, getting up and
sitting next to her.� �I have to know
what he decides.�

Rogue suppressed a smirk as she
chose to sit in the empty chair next to Jerrin, with Kurt on his other
side.� The other students stared at her
as if she�d taken leave of her senses.�
�What did your letter from home say?� she said to him conversationally,
as she passed him the butter.

�Just my mom wanting to know why I�m
not keeping in touch.�� He affected a
�Jewish mother� accent; �What is it with you?�
You never call, you never write��
He reached over and slapped Kurt on the back as the blue guy choked on
his food.� �Chew before you swallow,
Kurt.� It works better that way.�

Kurt goggled at him wide eyed, and
then grinned.� �Ja.� I�ll try to remember that.�

Scott frowned.� �You haven�t gotten any mail here.�

Jerrin rolled his eyes.� �Mom doesn�t use the post office.� They don�t deliver from my home planet.� She has her ways��

Rogue snickered.� �Can I?��
He smiled and nodded.� �You
should have seen it guys, we�re talking out by the gazebo, and this hawk lands�
you know, a bird?� Only it�s made of
brass, with this message tied to its leg.�

�Dorado is an android Mom modeled
after a long-ago pet.� He�s semi-sentient,
and more of a surveillance agent than anything else, but he�s a messenger when
there�s a need for it.�

�You mother sent a spy that looks
like a bird?�� Logan didn�t sound happy
at the idea.

�To check up on me.� What can I say?� I�m her youngest,� Jerrin said with a shrug.

�What were you two talking about,�
Kurt leaned forward to ask her.

She waved her hand at the two of
them.� �You know, stuff.�� Jerrin winced and rubbed his forehead, and
Kurt narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her.�
�Take it easy, will ya?� Rogue said.�
�I just found out� that he�s a nice guy� uh, person.�� She rubbed her hand through her glove.

�You used your power on him?� the Professor
asked her, severely.

�My idea, sir.� I suggested it.�� Jerrin lifted his hand, mist curling around it.� �Almost didn�t work.� I had to lower my defenses deliberately.�

�What else did you find out?� Kurt
said.

�That he really, honestly cares
about you.�� She lifted her glass to
Jerrin, surprising everyone, and he bowed his head graciously to her in return.

* * *

That night, Kurt sat on his bed, his
tail twisting in knots, and a cell phone at his ear.� �Hello, Amanda?� I�m sorry
it�s been so long since we talked last��

A/N:
If you�ve been living on another planet, you wouldn�t be aware that birds
(usually owls) act as Mail Carriers in the Harry Potter books. =)
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