The Xavier School- Thursday morning

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Last night had been a nightmare. When it was all over, there were bodies to be dealt with, Peter and Logan and Scott were in the infirmary and realistically Clint probably should have been too, and Kitty had died, albeit temporarily. There'd been some insistence that she should get checked out after that, but (death aside) she'd really never been

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For a moment, Clint was certain that he was having a post-concussion dream, but then he remembered everything that happened and smiled, putting his hand on Kitty's arm and letting her get as close as she wanted. "Let me sleep. This is a nice dream," he said warmly.

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"And if I told you you're not dreaming?" Kitty smiled, draping an arm around him. She was probably going to be nice and touch-obsessed for a while.

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"I don't know, I'm kinda fantasizing at the moment. You're less clothed in my head," Clint said with a smirk.

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"You are welcome to fix that," Kitty told him.