Family Matters

Summary: A powerless Raven returns to only place she's ever called home. Where she finds out that she's not as alone as she thinks. Charles may still be alive.


"Other things may change us, but we start and end with family" - Anthonay Brandt


Ch 11 - Speak Gently

She slid out of the bed and got dressed as quietly as she could, which to him still probably sounded like avalanche. "Where are you going?" Logan asked her sleepily.

"I'm hungry; I'm going to make something to eat. Do you want anything?" she asked. He shook his head, rolled back over and went to sleep.

The kitchen looked completely different then when she lived here. He had opened it up even more and there was a long cafeteria like table in the middle. She looked inside the industrial size refrigerator. The fridge was stocked full of food she didn't know what she was in the mood for. She pulled out an onion, some tomatoes and chilies, butter and a couple of eggs.

She was frying the eggs when she heard a familiar popping sound. She turned around to see him standing the middle of the kitchen. "Couldn't sleep" she told him to explain why she was there.

"I could not eizer" he replied eyeing the food she was making.

"Do you want some?" she asked. "I have enough" Kurt nodded and sat down. She turned back towards the food she was preparing and closed her eyes. When they lived with the circus they didn't have a lot of food so she had to be creative with what they had. They had a couple of chickens, so they had plenty of eggs. She had gotten really good making egg dishes. What she had made was one of his favorites...not that he'd remember it.

She arranged the ingredients on the tortilla, she knew just the right amount of spice he'd like on it and placed the plate in front of him. She did the same to hers and sat down across from him. She watched him take the first bite just to see his reaction. "Siz is verdy good" he told her in his thick German accent. She nodded and smiled at him as he ate. When he was little she loved watching him eat. He enjoyed whatever she gave him. It was times like that where she thought she could do this, be a mother, a wife. Performing with a circus wasn't really where she saw herself but it really helped with her agility training and Kurt loved it. He loved the cheering and applause from the humans that thought they were just in costumes. He had no idea about the dangers that were out there for him, just because of what he looked like.

"Are you not hungry?" he asked. She looked down and realized she hadn't touched her own food. So she picked up her tortilla and took a bite.

"Et was verdy good, zank you" he said to her as he washed his dish and cleaned everything else up, then he looked at her.

"I'm still working on mine. I'll clean up when I'm done" she told him.

He nodded. "Good night, Mystique" he said.

"Good night…" she replied back unable to call him by his name, either one of them. She exhaled deeply when he left. "Do you want what's left, I'm not going to finish it" She called out. Charles made his way into the kitchen. He was moving around a little better but he still needed the cane. "You're not in the chair anymore, your shadow is much larger now" she told him with a smile and pushed her plate over to him as he sat down.

Charles finished her leftovers and pushed the plate in so he could lean his hands on the table. He looked into Raven's blue eyes. "I think you should tell him" Raven's face froze as she stared at her brother. "He should know who you are"

"Why?" Raven asked.

"Because a child should know his parent"

"I don't want to know who mine are" She told him flatly. It's not like she never thought about them. In the orphanage she thought about them all the time. They left her on the side of the road, so she knew from that what kind of people they were. So she had no desire to meet them.

"That's a different situation, Raven. He should know that you gave him up to protect him. He should know that. We all know what it's like to not be wanted. It's our true family that accepts us."

"I don't know him" she replied and leaned back in her chair not wanting to look him in the eyes, knowing what she will see in them.

Charles saw Raven avoiding his eye contact, so he continued anyway. "I see the way you look at him. You to want to know him and I'm sure he will want to know you"

She turned her head away from him. That's one thing she didn't miss, his lectures. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. She wasn't sure what she was going to do. She hadn't been a mother in a very long time. Plus he was a grown man; he didn't really need her anymore. She sat there not saying anything and Charles having said what he wanted did the same.

Suddenly a loud piercing scream filled the air.

Raven bolted upright with adrenaline already pumping through her body. Charles struggled to get up and nodded to Raven to go.

She took off running towards the direction the sound came from. She knew where it was now and burst into the room. She quickly scanned the situation. Logan lay prone on the bed with purplish veins showing through his skin, she looked to the side where Rogue smashed herself against the wall shaking.

Mystique tried to hide her smile. Rogue's powers came back completely by the looks of it. She took the "cure" much earlier than she had. She figured out pretty quickly what happened since Rogue was dressed in sheer black lingerie, her hair nicely curled and lots of makeup. She didn't have much to worry about Logan would be fine.

She shut the door when she heard the sound of footfalls running towards them. She ran to the dresser and pulled out her shirt and a pair of sweats and told Rogue to put them on. The girl looked at her confused. She was still shaking from fear but managed to take the clothes from her hands and slip the on.

Someone knocked on the door. Raven brought her finger to her lip and told Rogue to be quiet. She opened the door a crack and peered through it. "Hank?" she said feigning confusion. "Is something wrong?" she asked as she looked out and saw Storm, Bobby and Kitty.

"We heard screaming coming from here. Is everything alright?" he asked her with concern.

"Everything's fine" she replied. "I'm really sorry, I'm a bit of screamer" she told him with a sly smile. She watched him swallow as that sank into his mind. He closed his eyes and tried to regain his composure.

"Okay" he managed to croak out. "Just try to keep it down, we do have children here" he told her almost scolding her now.

"I'm sorry, I'll try" she told him still smiling. He nodded and left and the others followed. She shut the door and locked it, then turned to face the young girl.

"I didn't know…I didn't…" Rogue croaked out as she backed into the wall.

Raven looked at Logan lying prone on the bed. "He'll be fine, he's been through worse"

"It was supposed to be a cure, why is this happening?" she said as she looked at her hands and tears streamed down her face.

"There is no cure, what you are, what you can do it's in embedded in your coding, someone just put a wall in front of it."

Marie looked at the older woman, and then looked around the room and it dawned on her. These were Raven's clothes that she got from a drawer in Logan's room. Of course, why wouldn't he go for her, she was the woman, with her perfect body and perfect breasts. Even without her powers she was the male fantasy. "Why did you lie for me?"

"Because I know what's it like to be young." She told her. "I know what it's like to want someone"

"You're not mad?" Marie asked her. "You stuff is in here, you're here"

Raven walked over to and sat down next to her. Marie was startled and moved over when she saw how close Raven got to her. "I know what I'm doing; I know what you can do. I have proof right in front me." Raven told her with a confident smile. "And no, I'm not mad, when you've been around as long as I have; you find jealously a little tiring." Raven told her. It finally dawned on her that if Mystique was the Professor's sister she had to be nearly as old as he is. She just didn't look it. "People will do what they want" Raven finished.

Rouge nodded, not really caring about that anymore. "I hate this, what I am, what I can do. The professor talks about us being evolved, but what evolutionary gain is my ability?"

Raven looked at the young girl. "You can do so much more than I can. I take on people's appearances; you can take on their abilities. You can do anything just by touching them; you can fly, read minds, and walk through walls…"

"Not without almost killing them" Rouge told her stoically. "You don't know what it's like to not be able to touch anyone…be with…anyone. You don't know what it's like to be me"

"And you don't know what it's like to me" Raven responded. "My ability didn't manifest when I hit a certain age. I was born with blue skin and yellow eyes. A demon, a monster were some of the kinder names I've heard. My parents just threw me away, like I was garbage. If a solider didn't find me on the side of the road and took me to an orphanage, I would've died. Before I learned that I could change my appearance I was locked in storage room in the basement of the orphanage and few times a couple of nuns thought I was an abomination and they…could beat the demon out of me. I was three years old" Rouge looked at her with sorrow in her eyes. "So you see" Raven said trying again to forget those times. "It hasn't been easy for any of us." Then she sighed. "We all have to learn to control our powers, so I believe there is a way to control yours. Maybe not forever, but so you can touch… someone"

"You really think so?" Marie asked.

"I do. We'll help you. Isn't that what this whole school is for?" Raven said to her.

She didn't know why but she felt some kind of connection to this lost, lonely girl. She supposed she reminded her of herself when she was younger. Someone that retreated into themselves, her because she had no choice, but mostly because they thought they were alone. She was like that until she found Charles and he showed her she wasn't alone and would never be alone.

Tbc…