Oh, How The Tables Have Turned

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By the time K got back to the big house in Westchester, the sun was coming up and she was swearing under her breath about lopsided deals. She didn't bother trying to sneak in - it wouldn't do her a bit of good by Logan anyhow, and as she expected, he was just getting the coffee going in the kitchen when she stepped in.

"You wouldn't believe the amount of stupid that was going on at that place this time," she said before she hopped up on the counter next to him and let out a breath.

"Yeah? Try me," Logan replied.

K tipped her chin down and drew in a deep breath as she gave him a quick rundown, answering his questions as they came up. "And the worst part is that I didn't even find anything on the idiot I went looking for," K concluded.

Logan was frowning deeply at that part though. "The name was right?" She nodded. "And there wasn't any record?"

"Not a bit." She let out a breath. "I know you said you killed him - or you think you did, but his name should at least be listed in the past directors - or whatever the hell they're called if he was there."

Logan didn't look ready to speak up about that one way or the other though, and he simply poured them both a cup of coffee and led the way to the dining room table. She took a moment to let out a breath and then scooted a little closer to steal a kiss. "I really didn't intend to be gone so long," she said quietly.

"I'm sure," he replied almost as quietly as he raised his arm slightly for her to curl into his side better. He still wasn't exactly thrilled by how the day previous had gone, but he also believed her story. Though if she was the type that was going to keep playing both sides against the middle, he needed to know before he got too deeply invested.

"Believe it or not, it wasn't completely horrible," she said as Charles came into the room. "But I doubt that I should go back for more intel if I'm being upfront about things."

Charles paused for only a moment when he saw the two of them before he raised an eyebrow K's way. "When did you arrive?"

"Just a little while ago, actually," she replied, seeing no reason to lie about it.

Charles frowned at that and then nodded to himself. "I wonder if I could have a word - after you've eaten, of course.I don't imagine you've had time for breakfast if that's the case."

"I'm really not hungry," K said. "Coffee is fine. But if you want a word after that - I'm all ears."

Charles nodded at that, preparing his own tea for the morning, though it was obvious he was deep in his own thoughts.

K was partway into her coffee when Scott arrived as well and looked honestly relieved as he smiled her way. "Didn't hear you come in."

"I was stupidly late," she said. "But I got time in with Avengers. I'll tell you about it later. Jan sends her love, of course."

Scott nodded at that. "Of course. I'm surprised she didn't also send a wardrobe."

"I left before she could get that far," K laughed. "I thought you liked to pick your own things out, so I just ... avoided that mess."

"Much appreciated," Scott said, smiling a bit more as he grabbed a couple slices of toast to take out with him - he and Logan would start out the day with their usual warmups and martial arts.

Logan made a point to kiss her temple as he got to his feet. "Glad you're back in one piece," he said quietly as he headed toward the door, with Scott right behind him.

Charles was quiet until Logan and Scott were well into their warmups before he turned to K. "You should know," he said, "that they were both preoccupied with your absence. Entirely preoccupied."

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