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[enduring_pryde]

It was the first time since the wedding she had gotten to bed at a reasonable hour. Being physically and mentally exhausted took a toll, and the leader of the X-Men's job was never done.

She felt a bit selfish, going to bed before 11pm--but she was going to take advantage of her good fortune. It was perfectly fine to carve out some time. She recalled Ororo' s ritual of communing with her plants--when she had her abilities and after they had been stripped away. For Kitty, a good morning jog often proved to be what the body required, but tonight? It was definitely rest. A stressful few weeks demanded some self-care.

She fell asleep effortlessly into a dreamless sleep. Upon waking, that's when she became aware that something wasn't right. A sunbeam streaming in her room rousted her. She opened her eyes while still groggy and felt a cold shiver run down her spine. This wasn't her room. She jumped out of bed and went to the window. The grounds! The mansion was back in Westchester!

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[bethebetterpath]

Charles smiled up at her when she emerged. She looked better than she did in the uniform. More casual, at least. He smiled and offered her a cup of coffee, with some milk and sugar sitting on one of the kitchen counters. He rolled around the small kitchen island, adding milk and sugar to his tea.

"That's an interesting gift," he murmured softly. "What else can you do with it?" He had to admit, he found it intriguing. "I've been thinking about it and if you don't know that Logan was here, then we might not be from the same timelines. Perhaps we should compare notes, hmm?"

He moved over to the table and used his powers to slide a chair out for her, before moving into position at at the one end of the table with no chair. "Would you like something to eat as well? I could try to scratch up something?"

[enduring_pryde]

"Thank you." She took the coffee graciously and also added cream and sugar.

"A great deal more. I can phase other people, structures--whatever I am touching-- immobolize someone if I need to, disrupt circuitry systems--including the central nervous system. I've phased out of alignment with the Earth's rotation and travelled to another continent before. I don't require oxygen when I'm phased--that's a newer development. I once resided in a large planet destroying bullet, holding it phased for two years. No food, no water, no oxygen. I got rescued by Magneto. It was a kindness, rather than something I owe him for. He was there in my life after I lost my grandfather when I was a kid."

She took in a soft breath and smiled. "The Mansion smells as I remember it, back when I was growing up here. I've spent twenty years of my life here, off and on." She was about to sit down when she looked at him. "I would love something to eat. I would be happy to help fix us something."

[bethebetterpath]

"If you want to help. I... I was just going to make something simple. I know we have eggs and bread in the fridge." He smiled and took a sip of his tea. "It's been a long time since I've had someone to cook for. Raven never eats breakfast. Hank, if is hungry, usually beats me down here." He chuckled. "Most of the kids eat in the cafeteria or outside."

He smiled. He could see the love in her voice as she spoke about the mansion. He was trying to be polite and not just wander through her mind. "And you are why I started this mansion. People like you, thriving with your gifts," he said proudly.

"Erik..." The idea that Erik had done something good made his heart swell. "So, what were you doing before you arrived here? You just... Accidentally woke up here? Nothing exponential?"

[enduring_pryde]

"I'm happy to help--even if it's simple. How about a fried egg sandwich?" The corner of her mouth twitched. "I have to say that I like the feelings I'm getting here. It's home--even in a completely different dimension. I think the simple things are the most important. I'm leading the X-Men in my time. I make sure that we have time every week for some group activity involving the adults and the kids. We're a family first and foremost."

She nodded. "Erik is a good man. A very troubled and damaged man, but good all the same. Where I'm from, there is a time that you go on sabbatical and leave him in charge of the school. Even when we've had conflicts with him and his people, as ugly as it got, it never felt like he was truly gone. I was fifteen when he took me to the National Holocaust Museum in DC. And he opened up to me. I saw him around people that he hadn't seen in 50 years. He shared memories of my great aunt who was killed in the camps. He remembered her vividly. I don't know if he knew I was a relative of hers when we met but I think he might have."

She nodded. "Yes. I went to bed early. It had been a stressful week and I was getting some time to myself. In bed before eleven. I was excited but really I couldn't stay awake, either."

[bethebetterpath]

"That sounds lovely." Charles took another sip of his tea as he watched her. Raising his hand to his temple, the cupboards began to open, showing where she would find everything she needed to complete her breakfast task. He didn't go so far as to pull the pan out for her, just try to show her where things were.

To hear the nice stories about Erik made him feel better. "I trust him. I have always trusted him, even when his choices were not the best here in this timeline. He can be the better person. It's his choices that define him, good and bad." He chuckled. "Erik knows many a thing that others might not."

Charles nodded his head slightly. "So, nothing different back home in your world. And nothing different here, that I can recall. When Logan came here, Erik and I had sent him back to change time, save it. He had a mission. His arrival here wasn't an accident." Charles frowned. "I'm sorry you were sent here against your will as it were."