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Cat couldn’t help but to grin a bit as it was mentioned that Tommy hadn’t been the only mutant in the family. She could see how it was possible – She wondered if they all retained their mutations after Wanda’s little stunt. Still, she wondered a bit if Tommy’s dad was all that bad of a guy – Apparently he had mutants on hand and New York was still in one piece. As she was contemplating this, she somewhat toned out what they were talking about as Tommy got excited about going home, a faint smile on her lips. It wasn’t until Tommy began shouting that she snapped back to reality and immediately went into a defensive pose, crouching a tad with her hands balled into fists, drawing light and converting it to energy, ready to blast someone. It was then that she recalled the conversation: His father was dead. She blinked slowly and went into a more natural position, approaching Tommy from the side. She eyed Frank and Lou as they eyed her in return, though Frank gave way for her to grab Tommy’s arm gently. “Querido. We need to get out of here…We need to go…home.” It was strange. Where was home? His family compound? There was a family compound, right? Cat had dealings with gangs before, but she had never been affiliated with the Mob until she had met Tommy and he didn’t like to talk very much about his past. She brushed a hand gently over his cheek, whispering in gentle, soothing tones. “C’mon, love. Emma and Scott probably have the team on their way here right now and we don’t know if Logan stuck around to hold them up.” She had only just seemed to have remembered that they had just left a boy dead at the mansion. She was surprised that they weren’t in cuffs and locked below the mansion right now. But there was still that risk. She looked to Frank with a serious gaze. “Can you lead the way there? We’re in a bit of hot water and we can’t be seen around here for much longer.” He nodded knowingly and grabbed Lou, motioning him to get back into the sedan.

Cat had Tommy, guiding him to the mustang gently, whispering reassurances in his ear. Tonight just was not his night. After having situated him in the passenger seat, she buckled him up and quickly got into the driver’s seat. She peeled out behind the mobsters, not daring to look back. It seemed that they had been driving forever. The drive was silent as Cat wasn’t sure what to say. She never was good at comforting those who had lost loved ones. She didn’t know how to tell them to cope and things would get better. Hell, she was still having her own hallucinations of dead loved ones. Tommy didn’t even know that. This isn’t about your problems. Tommy’s having a shit night! Be there for him! She chided herself mentally. As they entered the city limits, Cat reached over and placed a hand over Tommy’s, lacing her fingers with his. “Be strong, querido.” Her voice was a soft whisper as she glanced over at him briefly before looking back to the road.




They seemed to finally come to an end, arriving just outside the city limits. She blinked a bit as she looked at where they had arrived. The home was…breathtaking. Xavier Mansion was one thing. But this…Maybe she was being partial to how beautifully it was lit up. She pulled up behind Frank and Lou as the gates closed behind her, parking a few feet away. She felt a bit uneasy as men and women seemed to be coming from everywhere in the home, curious as to where Frank and Lou had been and who the hell he had with him. As she and Tommy exited the car, she could hear the gasps and mutterings of them all. They all had questions.

Where did Tommy go?
Why did he leave?
Did he run away with the girl in tow?
Did he know about his father’s death?
Was he coming back to take his place as the head of the family?
Was he going to stay?

She uncharacteristically shyed up and moved closer to Tommy, seeming to attach herself to him as she quickly gripped his hand and pressed against him. As far as she saw it, she was among strangers. Gangsters. Mobsters. And she was direly outnumbered. And she couldn’t tell who was human and who was mutant. Cat actually felt scared. Why? These are Tommy’s people. He won’t let them hurt you. Stay strong for him! Don’t let him see you cowering like a weak little girl. She chided herself mentally again and slightly loosened her grip on Tommy’s hand, smiling lightly up at him as if trying to instill in him some confidence.