Back when the cat-people had first come to kidnap Chris... or a time very much like it


So Chris was gone, taken by the Cat-People.  On the other end of things, they'd managed to capture one of them.  Unfortunately, that one wasn't particularly interested in talking.  And he was particularly interested in Rachel.  So she really didn't want to spend any significant amount of time in the same room as him.  But Cerebro wasn't finding Chris.  And they didn't have a lot of options, since she was the only one on-site with telepathic powers.

"Okay, last chance to talk," she said.  "Or we do this the hard way."

Okay, crap.   This was... definitely not good.  Rachel was just about as red as her hair.

So she'd been in her room with Starbridge.  Nothing... too serious.  Just second base.  Which was still kinda serious, sure.  But still, nothing that would bring about the wrath of the Grand Inquisitors or the powers that be or anything.

And sure, it had been getting a little steamy and hot and heavy.  But still, nothing to worry about.

Until she'd lost her telepathic guard and started broadcasting all her thoughts and emotions into the nearest room.  Which had been Cait's.  Which had been occupied.

So Starbridge had been very politely asked to leave while she dealt with that.  And yes, he had offered to stay, but this... she needed to handle on her own.

So she knocked.