just a short little fic set after the first movie. i own nothing, don't sue me, please, i only have like five dollars and an old reo speedwagont-shirt.

People like us. Thats what he said to me that night on the train. Thats why I go after him. Anyone will tell you that its because hes gorgeous, because hes dangerous. But they're wrong. Its because of those words.

People like us. He didn't mean mutants. That day I ran because I knew that even among mutants I am alone, dangerous, without control. I am everything mutants try to tell the public that they aren't. I once heard an anti-mutant activist say that mutants will kill everything they touch. And with me its true.

People like us. When he said that I knew he meant something deeper, something harder to explain than a little DNA quirck. We are untouchable. Not because of my skin or his claws, but because the world gave us a raw deal on life. Something has been taken from both us. His past was stolen, and my present was halted. But we both want to hope for a future.

People like us. Thats why I chase him. Even when he leaves for weeks without saying goodbye. Even when he comes home and calles me kid. Even when he flirts with Jean all through dinner. Still I chase him. Because everytime he goes I find dogtags on my bedside table. Because everytime he comes home he spends the first night on my bedroom floor asking me what happened while he was away. Because everynight he comes to my room after dinner and watches me read.

That's why I love him.

Because people like us, we gotta stick together.