When he was just a twinkle in his parents' eyes, she was part of the biggest thing to hit Chicago. When he was born, she was reduced to second-rate nightclubs. When the war came, she moved to New York, thinking there'd be another big thing.
But by the time he came to New York, just with the clothes on his back and a single half dollar, she lived by the docks, waiting for sailors.
She gave him a cup of coffee and a roll in the sack. And when he came, she saw everything metal in her beat-up apartment shudder.
This Chicago/X-Men story was written by Kate Bolin. If you liked it, there's plenty more at http://www.dymphna.net/fanfic/. And you can feedback her at dymphna@dymphna.net.