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Kitty helps Jamie not flip out quite so badly after Wanda's introduction.

Jamie huddled over his computer keyboard, eyes clenched shut, tension written in every rigid line of his body. His hand was white-knuckled on the mouse, pointer hovering over the button on the screen, ready to post . . . what? He wasn't sure--he'd seen the post, the new lady, Wanda, who she said she was, and it had all just come flooding out, something angry, accusatory, and probably not exactly married to the idea of coherency, the kind of thing that would just get him jumped on by everybody and their brother again. His eyes stung, and the back of his throat burned, but he made no move to click the mouse. He didn't move at all.

It had taken Kitty approximately three seconds after seeing Wanda's post before she was in Jamie's room - being able to walk through walls was a godsend and the fact that there was almost always a dupe in there who was usually playing on the computer made it pretty much guarunteed he'd have seen it already. One look at Jamie's posture confirmed that.

"I'm here, love," she said, moving quickly to him, hand going to rest on the hand over his mouse. "Talk to me, not to the computer."

Jamie exhaled explosively at Kitty's touch, and he shoved the mouse away, leaning into her shoulder. "I know she's different," he said quietly. "In my head, I know. Hell, she even seems pretty nice. I just-- I can't--she's Magneto's daughter."

Wrapping her arms tightly around him, she pulled him up from the chair. "Come on, we`re going down..." She`d been glad to learn that Jamie had wrangled adjoining rooms for them, but been even more thrilled when she figured out that their rooms were above one of the nicer parlours. Phasing out she dropped the both of them down through the floor, then steered Jamie towards one of the loveseats. "Yeah, she is," Kitty said quietly. "And Shinobi is Shaw`s son. And Shiro`s family has Yakuza ties. But I understand..."

"It's easier to . . . not ignore, really, I guess, but . . . I know them. And Shinobi's dad and the Yakuza haven't ever done anything to me directly. Which is really awfully selfish, put that way, I guess, but . . . it's not as personal, so it's easier to see over." He sighed, and nestled his head into her shoulder. "And it isn't even just me being screwed up in the head. I mean--what if he decides, hey, let's have a family reunion?"

"It's not selfish, love, it's normal. Our lives can only be viewed through our experiences and our eyes. And, yeah, he's way more personal than the others." She held Jamie tightly, leaning her head on his. "And, I think," she said slowly, "if he decides to have a family reunion, this is probably the safest place for her to be. The X-men are the only ones who can stand up to him, these days. It's why this place is the safest place for us to be, too. No matter how crazy it is."

"This is a point. And I think you've managed to talk me down again. You're good at that." He smiled quietly. "You gonna smack me one if I apologize for you having to pick up my pieces so much?"

"No, but I will remind you that you are not the one who keeps having to be pulled out of locked parlours and you are definitely not the only one who breaks." Leaning up, she kissed him softly. "Seroiusly, Jamie, I just like being able to help, you don't have to apologize, ever."

"I know. I'm not trying to get out of you helping. Learned that lesson already. Twice. And I'm so grateful you want to help, and it's easier with you here, anyway, I just . . . I wish I was better. I didn't used to get like this, and I wish I didn't anymore. It'd be easier for both of us." He smiled. "I think I might be a little impatient."

"Just a little?" Kitty smiled back. "Samson and the professor'd be the first ones to tell you, so I get to be the third, that it doesn't work like that. Mental wounds take just as long to heal as physical wounds, or longer." She sighed softly. "We both know that."

"Yeah, we do. Better than I wish we did, sometimes." Jamie leaned in for another kiss. "There's compensations, though."

"There's always compensations