Disclaimer: Goodbye, dear friends. This will be the last installment for
this story. I might write a sequel later, I don't know. I kind of have a
lot of loose projects hanging. I want to finish my stories before I start
anymore.
PS, I do not own X-Men, or Tourniquet, that was written by Evanescence.
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A sharp cry pierced through the manor. It was way too early in the morning for this to happen, and the wail continued for a very short time.
Kitty quickly made her way the crib placed carefully in her room. She peered into the bed of her newborn daughter, and lovingly picked her up. Amber didn't struggle Kitty's arms, as she did in most.
Amber was quite the wild child, and thrashed around in someone else's arms the longer she was away from her mother.
"Shh, shh." Kitty hushed Amber gently. She softly rocked Amber as Kitty made her way back to her bed. She sat down softly, and placed a pillow across her lap.
She gently secured Amber there, as she unbuttoned the top of her pajamas.
She then brought Amber back up to her breast, and the child immediately begin suckling. Kitty tenderly nuzzled Amber's brown patch of fuzzy hair.
Kitty found herself crying once again as she thought that after tomorrow afternoon, there would be no more midnight feedings.
Most mothers thought they were horrid; kitty cherished them.
Tomorrow, the Johnsons, a newlywed couple, would be picking up their new family addition. The family had asked for Kitty not to keep in contact.
Kitty had no choice but to accept; they were the only family that was well off, and she thought that's what Amber deserved.
Amber stopped feeding, and looked up at her mother through sparkling blue eyes. Kitty looked back at her darling daughter, and their eyes connected for a moment.
For a split second, Kitty felt a twinge in her temples, a sense of sharing a soul with her daughter. Kitty was shocked from this reflection when Amber's sharp wail once again pierced the night.
Kitty looked down with interest at her daughter. Had she known what was to happen tomorrow? Could it be that Amber was a mutant?
Kitty picked up Amber and once again held her close to her body.
Kitty slipped out into the warm night on the balcony, the soft breeze rippling her nightgown behind her.
She sat down in the old rocking chair, and gently rocked as she cradled the infant in her lap. Amber continued to cry, and her mother joined her. A song begin in the back of Kitty's mind, reminding her of her sorrow and pain.
I tried to kill the pain But only brought more, so much more I lay dying, and I'm pouring Crimson regret and betrayal
Kitty's tears flowed freely
I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming Am I too lost, to be saved? Am I too lost?
Amber's piercing blue eyes shone with tears, as her wails remained unheard by anyone else
My god, my tourniquet Return to me salvation My god, my tourniquet Return to me salvation
Together the mother and child wept, for all they were to lose
Do you remember me? Lost for so long Will you be on the other side? Or will you forget me?
Kurt had heard the cries, and snuck to Kitty's room, to see if she needed any help. Kitty didn't notice him standing at the door to the balcony.
I'm dying, Praying, Bleeding And screaming.
Am I too lost to be saved ? Am I too lost ?
Kurt watched the two together, weeping, and felt a sting across his heart. My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation. My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation.
My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation. My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation.
Kitty looked up and saw Kurt, his eyes sharing the same tears she recognized as her own.
My wounds cry for the grave. My soul cries, for deliverance. Will I be denied ? Christ! Tourniquet! My suicide.
She brushed past him, and slipped the now sleeping Amber back into her crib. Kurt walked up to her, but Kitty kept her eyes glued to the floor. Her face shone with fresh tears.
Kurt rushed toward her and swept her into a tight embrace. He walked her back to her bed where she sat sobbing herself to sleep into his shoulder until the bright paint- dipped colors of dawn began to glow through the windows.
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Ding Dong!
The doorbell seemed extremely harsh today, and the members of the X-Men flinched as they heard it.
It was the Social Worker, along with Amber's new family.
Kitty stood up straight, dressed nicely in a hanging blouse with loose sleeves and a full length swirling skirt.
She picked up Amber, also dressed nicely in a pink frilly dress and a nice bow in her neatly- combed hair.
Kitty answered the door, and the actually nice, apologetic smiles, seemed harsh and patronizing to her.
The tears began to form at her eyes as she invited the couple in. They were dressed stiffly, unsure of how to act.
They had small talk in the lounge, until it was time. Kitty stood and handed her only child, just a newborn, to complete and total strangers. She began sobbing as she kissed her sleeping daughter's forehead softly.
Still, she remained polite, and led the couple to the foyer. One last good bye, and they drove off.
As soon as they were gone, Kitty turned, sobbing breathlessly, into Ororo's awaiting and comforting shoulder.
Ororo led them gently upstairs, where Kitty remained, refusing to leave her room for many days.
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*sniffle* I almost began crying as I read this. I'm not sure if Tourniquet was an appropriate song for this, but I felt it was, so if you have a problem with that, screw you.
PS. Jamie was put into the witness protection program after Sashi escaped prison, creating insane and confusing crimes all across the nation. A warrant is currently out for her arrest, if you know anything about her whereabouts, please contact the local authorities immediately. She is considered unarmed, but extremely dangerous. Thank you.
PS, I do not own X-Men, or Tourniquet, that was written by Evanescence.
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A sharp cry pierced through the manor. It was way too early in the morning for this to happen, and the wail continued for a very short time.
Kitty quickly made her way the crib placed carefully in her room. She peered into the bed of her newborn daughter, and lovingly picked her up. Amber didn't struggle Kitty's arms, as she did in most.
Amber was quite the wild child, and thrashed around in someone else's arms the longer she was away from her mother.
"Shh, shh." Kitty hushed Amber gently. She softly rocked Amber as Kitty made her way back to her bed. She sat down softly, and placed a pillow across her lap.
She gently secured Amber there, as she unbuttoned the top of her pajamas.
She then brought Amber back up to her breast, and the child immediately begin suckling. Kitty tenderly nuzzled Amber's brown patch of fuzzy hair.
Kitty found herself crying once again as she thought that after tomorrow afternoon, there would be no more midnight feedings.
Most mothers thought they were horrid; kitty cherished them.
Tomorrow, the Johnsons, a newlywed couple, would be picking up their new family addition. The family had asked for Kitty not to keep in contact.
Kitty had no choice but to accept; they were the only family that was well off, and she thought that's what Amber deserved.
Amber stopped feeding, and looked up at her mother through sparkling blue eyes. Kitty looked back at her darling daughter, and their eyes connected for a moment.
For a split second, Kitty felt a twinge in her temples, a sense of sharing a soul with her daughter. Kitty was shocked from this reflection when Amber's sharp wail once again pierced the night.
Kitty looked down with interest at her daughter. Had she known what was to happen tomorrow? Could it be that Amber was a mutant?
Kitty picked up Amber and once again held her close to her body.
Kitty slipped out into the warm night on the balcony, the soft breeze rippling her nightgown behind her.
She sat down in the old rocking chair, and gently rocked as she cradled the infant in her lap. Amber continued to cry, and her mother joined her. A song begin in the back of Kitty's mind, reminding her of her sorrow and pain.
I tried to kill the pain But only brought more, so much more I lay dying, and I'm pouring Crimson regret and betrayal
Kitty's tears flowed freely
I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming Am I too lost, to be saved? Am I too lost?
Amber's piercing blue eyes shone with tears, as her wails remained unheard by anyone else
My god, my tourniquet Return to me salvation My god, my tourniquet Return to me salvation
Together the mother and child wept, for all they were to lose
Do you remember me? Lost for so long Will you be on the other side? Or will you forget me?
Kurt had heard the cries, and snuck to Kitty's room, to see if she needed any help. Kitty didn't notice him standing at the door to the balcony.
I'm dying, Praying, Bleeding And screaming.
Am I too lost to be saved ? Am I too lost ?
Kurt watched the two together, weeping, and felt a sting across his heart. My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation. My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation.
My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation. My God! My Tourniquet, Return to me salvation.
Kitty looked up and saw Kurt, his eyes sharing the same tears she recognized as her own.
My wounds cry for the grave. My soul cries, for deliverance. Will I be denied ? Christ! Tourniquet! My suicide.
She brushed past him, and slipped the now sleeping Amber back into her crib. Kurt walked up to her, but Kitty kept her eyes glued to the floor. Her face shone with fresh tears.
Kurt rushed toward her and swept her into a tight embrace. He walked her back to her bed where she sat sobbing herself to sleep into his shoulder until the bright paint- dipped colors of dawn began to glow through the windows.
* * * * *
Ding Dong!
The doorbell seemed extremely harsh today, and the members of the X-Men flinched as they heard it.
It was the Social Worker, along with Amber's new family.
Kitty stood up straight, dressed nicely in a hanging blouse with loose sleeves and a full length swirling skirt.
She picked up Amber, also dressed nicely in a pink frilly dress and a nice bow in her neatly- combed hair.
Kitty answered the door, and the actually nice, apologetic smiles, seemed harsh and patronizing to her.
The tears began to form at her eyes as she invited the couple in. They were dressed stiffly, unsure of how to act.
They had small talk in the lounge, until it was time. Kitty stood and handed her only child, just a newborn, to complete and total strangers. She began sobbing as she kissed her sleeping daughter's forehead softly.
Still, she remained polite, and led the couple to the foyer. One last good bye, and they drove off.
As soon as they were gone, Kitty turned, sobbing breathlessly, into Ororo's awaiting and comforting shoulder.
Ororo led them gently upstairs, where Kitty remained, refusing to leave her room for many days.
* * * * *
*sniffle* I almost began crying as I read this. I'm not sure if Tourniquet was an appropriate song for this, but I felt it was, so if you have a problem with that, screw you.
PS. Jamie was put into the witness protection program after Sashi escaped prison, creating insane and confusing crimes all across the nation. A warrant is currently out for her arrest, if you know anything about her whereabouts, please contact the local authorities immediately. She is considered unarmed, but extremely dangerous. Thank you.