When Kurt opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a soft bed with his wounds all bandaged up tightly. Raising his eyebrows, he slowly sat up and he looked down at his wrapped up arms in confusion. Hearing someone walking up, he looked up and saw Logan. He smiled faintly, tilting his head to one side.

"Vhat happened?" he asked. "I remember teleporting everyone out of zhe castle und zhen. . . nothing!" he said, laughing softly.

"You pushed yourself too hard, Elf. Hank says you could have died from teleporting so much with wounds like yours." Logan explained, sitting in a chair beside the bed. "You're very lucky to be alive you know."

"Ja, I guess so." He nodded, rubbing the back of his head slightly. He winced and dropped his hand down into his lap.

"How is everyone else?" he asked.

"Everyone's fine, a few wounds here and there, but no one died that day." Logan answered. "Chuck had a few close calls but he made it out alive too." He tilted his head to one side, looking as if he was thinking of something. "The whole countries in a state of confusion you know."

"Oh?" Kurt asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah, everyone is too afraid to try and assume control. The Humans are afraid we'll try to kill them and the Gifted are afraid for obvious reasons. They've sent for help from the Shi'ar Empire across the ocean to fix this up."

"I'm sure Empress Lillandra vill have every zhing all right in zhe end." Kurt said with a shrug. "I'm just glad everyone is all right." They were quiet for a while until he noticed the look on Logan's face.

"Vhat is it?" he asked reluctantly.

"We've formed an agency." Logan answered. "We're all mercenaries for hire now." Kurt laughed, shaking his head.

"Und you are zhe leader, ja?" he asked. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when Logan shook his head. "Zhen who is?"

"Scott."

"Scott?! Zhat boy couldn't lead a horse to vater und back again vithout needing a map und detailed directions!" he cried.

"Xavier thought it would be a good idea." Logan answered with a shrug. "It doesn't matter any way. We've got a job and I want you to be fit and ready for it before we start off."

"Vhat's zhe mission?" Kurt asked. Logan shrugged, leaning back in his chair.

"Some wizard's been making these giant metal golems and sending them after Gifted. He calls them Sentinels or something like that." Logan explained.

"How many are zhere exactly?"

"That's the thing. The base is underground and every other hour thousands more are created and sent out, each one stronger and smarter than the last." Logan answered with a slow smile. "It's a small job really. It will probably only take us a few weeks to finish it off and get our pay." As Kurt burst into laughter, Logan left the room, letting Amanda walk by him.

Amanda had grown healthier looking while Kurt was busy recovering from his wounds. Her skin looked less white and tanner now, and she had started to regain weight to look less like a child's doll. Her blind eyes had been cleaned up with both medical and magical healing, and now they were simply closed without the ability to open and show the empty sockets. She sat down on the bed and leaned forward, kissing Kurt's lips softly.

"I was worried about you." She said softly. Kurt smiled and wrapped his tail around her waist, pulling her in close as he hugged her tightly.

"I vas scared a little vhen I left you vith Bobby." He admitted. "Now I see I had nothing to vorry about!" Giggling softly, Amanda kissed him again and rested her head under his chin.

"How long do you get off before you go on that mission?" she asked, playing with the fur on his chest. Kurt smirked, his fangs glittering slightly.

"A vhile." He said, playing with her hair. "Vhich I zhink is just enough time for us to get started on our vork." He added.

"Work?" Amanda asked, smiling slowly. Kurt nodded slowly, letting her hair go.

"Ve have months of love making to catch up on."