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04/07/2021 08:44 PM 

The Means To An End

There was a small frown on his face as he moved his legs for Erik to sit down. The growing tension between nations seemed to be finally coming to a head. He nibbled on his grilled cheese before he spoke. "We should help them."

He watched on the television what was going on and he sighed a bit. "Help them how? They already hate and fear me. I'm still certain I have people who wish to see me locked up again."

"Hate and fear are usually pushed to the side in times of need." He took another bite of his sandwich before putting it down. A light kiss to Erik's cheek before he got up, walking to his study.

He rose a brow as he watched him get up and head to his study. Sitting there for a moment longer as he was continuing to watch what was happening on the news.

He didn't shut the door, he had nothing to hide from Erik as he made a phone call. It wasn't very long and once he'd hung up with whoever he was talking with, he sat back down beside him. "They will take any assistance they can get at the moment. With your powers, you could help a great deal."

Erik shot him a look when he had came back and discussed with him what he had just done. "You know this would have been easier to have just asked me instead of volunteering me." He sighed a bit. "What do I need to do?"

"I didn't volunteer you." Charles raised a brow at his sigh and smiled softly. "I'm trying to help clear your name." He took both of his hands in his own. "We have to go to Washington."

Erik got into the driver's seat of the car and started it up. Putting it in drive, he had taken off. There was a small level of uncertainty in the back of his mind that this was all a setup, but he would help since this was what needed to be done.

With the windows slightly down, Charles had fallen asleep at some point during the drive. The drive, the conversations between the two of them had been small for a moment and somewhat short. He knew of Erik's worry and he tried not to let his own fuel that.

The moment they had arrived at their destination and he had stopped the car, they had been surrounded with men with guns. They were either brave or stupid to come at him armed with guns, but he was remaining calm the entire time. Don't let me startle you awake,  however we are here....

He made a small little noise as he heard Erik's through their link and opened his eyes. "Bloody hell." He rose his arms in the air before yelling out the crack in his window. "Gentleman, I can assure you that the guns aren't necessary. They are expecting both of us." One of the soldiers wrinkled his nose. "This man is a wanted criminal." Someone was shoving through the crowd. "Damn well, stand down. Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr. Come with me. He's expecting you."

Erik's hands were raised in the air while they had been held at gunpoint, but had been somewhat relieved when the higher up in charge and then stand down. Without making any sudden movements, he slowly got out of the car and would wait for Charles before he had followed them inside.

He left out a sigh that he didn't even know he was holding. I feel sick But he kept it at bay as they began to follow them inside. There wasn't many things that Charles wasn't use to but that would always cause his nerves to shatter. There was so much movement once they were inside the compound, people scurrying to get out of their way and some even gave them dirty looks. It wasn't long before they were taken into a room with several monitors and people talking over one another. "Hello." They stopped talking and looked at Charles.

Just take a few deep breaths everything will be okay Of course people would look to Erik in such a way. A wanted criminal walking into a building with anyone and everyone wanting to take him down could do so if they wanted to, but he wouldn't go down without a fight. Once they were in the room, the door was closed behind them, Erik looking around trying to keep an eye on his surroundings. "How can we help?"

It took several moments for the men in the room to get over the shook of the two of them but before long they finally started talking. Several enemy submarines where stationed off the East Coast and the guard was having a hard time finding them. That of course is where Erik would come in and they needed Charles to help keep everyone calm and under control. "Well, that sounds easy enough." He lightly shrugged his shoulders, looking down at one of the maps. "Will we be in any danger?" One of the officers arched a brow. "There's always danger and death. It's part of the job."

Erik listened as they spoke. Submarines again, it took him right back to the memory of how he came to find Shaw. That was a long time ago and he came a long way since then. His eyes looked over to Charles and then back at him once more. "Death and danger always follow, isn't that right, Mr. Lehnsherr?" Erik was trying his hardest to not say anything even though his fists clenched tightly, to where his knuckles turned white. "When do you need this done?" Was all he asked.

Calm, love. We won't be here long "We need the two of you to go where the main fighting is. It won't be easy but we'll get you in. There, you will attempt the impossible and raise the submarines so we dismantle them with bombs." Charles arched a brow, clearly these men had not thought this plan through. "That does seem impossibly dangerous." He was thinking more along the lines of Erik's safety than anything else. "You and several other soldiers will be on the beach. We need your special abilities to help in any way possible."

He rose a brow, this plan was very dangerous and he was more worried about Charles more than himself. There has to be a better way to get this done. They aren't thinking straight Erik knew if the bombs had metal in them that he could take care of it no problem. If the soldiers got a hold of them who knows what they would do with it.

"I believe you men need a better plan." He had listened to Erik through their link and smiled softly. Moving along the many maps and talking to them about his own plan. This one, keeping Erik and Charles together for the most part and still being able to do what needed to be done. After an hour of talking, they finally agreed on Charles plan. "He's probably better on the ground anyway."

Erik stood there watching, at first he didn't like the idea of them being separated. He still kept his guard up the entire time he was there. Once they were done convincing them, they had told them where to go and get ready and he headed off with Charles in that direction. Thankfully they could talk without anyone else hearing. I don't like this plan. Something seems off

Charles lowered his head, thinking to himself for a moment. It does seem off but if it will get them off your back, I am willing to do anything Erik would always be the main concern to him no matter what happened. They were lead into a small room, their luggage around there with two beds. It was indeed going to be a long trip. The door shut behind them and it felt like a prison more than a room. "Well, this is concerning."

Erik had sighed when they were brought to a room. As concerning as it was, he could feel the metal surrounding them and if they needed to get out, they could. This room however, reminded him of something similar to that in Auschwitz when he was there. He sat down at the end of the bed and did his best to try and relax.

He hummed softly into the kiss and smiled softly. "Lights out!" It echoed loudly through the hall and the small room the were in went dark. "Well... F***..." He couldn't see anything and Erik would be able to pick up on his panic as his arms tightened around him.

He sighed loudly and he held onto Charles. He was used to this, but knowing Charles wasn't. "Just breath. He had taken hold of him and moved to where they were laying on the bed. Keeping his arms around him. "Try and get some sleep. We have a lot to do in the morning." Erik knew he probably wouldn't sleep.

He was breathing and as he was laid down and wrapped in Erik's arms, he buried himself against him. "I'll try." He was doing his best to calm himself, Erik the ever constant in his life.

Erik tried to close his eyes at an attempt to sleep, but he failed at it. The next morning, the blinding lights came on and he was woken up with pounding fists at their door and he shot up awake. "Come on my love. We have to go." He was nervous and he was sure Charles could feel it, but with a mission like this he couldn't feel anything else.

There was a whine that escapes his lips as he was woken up. He felt like be hadn't even been to sleep. Before Erik could make it off the bed, Charles reached for his arm. "I love you." He felt a raising panic in his chest. "No matter what happens."

Erik in that moment, leaned back down, only to hover above him and captured his lips and kissed him deeply. Not knowing if this was going to be the last time he would be able to do this. I love you. I always will

He returned the kiss before a loud thud came to the door and startled him. Rude that was He sighed before he finally rose from the bed, knocking against the door itself as it opened and they were both led down a long hallway. "Change of clothes. We all wear the same greens."

Erik was silent as he walked down the hall, listening to what the man had to say. He shook his head, he already had what he needed in the case he had been carrying. "Sorry. You want this job done, I don't take orders from you in what I wear. I have what I need." He snapped at that, mostly aggravated at this point.

Charles was dressed and sighed a little. Slowly he walked over taking his helmet in his hands. I'm worried as well. But I love you. He slowly put the helmet on Erik's head, but his eyes were sad. "And I always will. I'll keep us safe I promise."

"I love you too." He had leaned down for a moment to let Charles put his helmet on which severed their link until he would take it off again. "Please be careful out there."

"I promise." He lightly cupped Erik's cheek before he gave him a quick kiss. "You have to promise me that you will too. You..." He had to stop himself and take a breathe. "You have so much to live for."

"As do you." He took his hands in his and he sighed for a moment. "I need you. I can't do this without you." He leaned down and kissed him again before the room was stormed in again and they got interrupted.

He returned the kiss as quick as be could before people began to start piling in. Charles back away from him slowly and he had never been so worried in his life. A rather large man telling Erik to come with him as another took Charles. He knew they would see each other again, he had to believe it.

It broke his heart to see that they were being separated. Erik couldn't take his eyes off of of him as he left. Once he was out of his eye sight, he walked with off with the man who came to collect him. Erik never stopped worrying and it was evident on his face. About twenty minutes later, they arrived at where they needed to be. Passerby were being held off by the barricades, they were always nosy and curious to see what was happening. He took notice of the news vans and helicopters. Though his first thought went to Charles and where he was. He had to make sure he was safe as he walked to the edge where the water was. He didn't know if he could do this without him.

He didn't speak as he was lead away. This wasn't part of the plan. They weren't suppose to be separated and that pissed him off. He was being lead outside but he couldn't see Erik anywhere but there was a helicopter turning on, blades whirring as the solider pointed to it. Charles nodded. He hadn't been on any type of aircraft in a hot minute and slowly climbed in, getting secure. Just seconds later, it was off the ground and heading to where they needed to go.

Erik didn't see him, this damn helmet on he couldn't see him or feel him. He had almost refused to do this until he knew that Charles was right next to him, but a few of their soldiers had their guns pointed at him to get this done or be killed. He remembered what Charles told him before the point between rage and serenity and he extended both his hands out. His fingers expanding and searching for the submarines underneath the water. His eyes closed, getting a feel of at least three of them. He'd never lifted that much in weight before, so he had difficulty rising them to the surface. The strain on him caused him to grunt, struggling even more as they had finally began to rise to the surface.

"Where are we going?!" The helicopter pilot didn't answer him but where they went it wasn't far. The next thing he knew, rockets are buzzing around the helicopter as the pilot tries to control it. "You have got to be kidding me." Luckily, he was able to set it down on a small island in the middle of the water. "There are hostiles here, sir." The polite hands him a pistol and Charles just looks at it.

Erik was finally just starting to lift the submarines out of the water, but he knew that he hadn't used his power to an extent before and it was causing him to become exhausted, but knew he had to continue what he had done. Concentrating and ignoring the soldiers in the background yelling at him.

With one of the rockets clear of the water, a rocket came out of nowhere and hit the side of it, causing it to explode in in the air, an explosion that Charles could see where he was. "Why am I here?!" He screamed at the solider before he finally calmed enough and read his mind. Closing his eyes as gunshots rang out around them. They weren't after Erik at all. Bullets hitting the side of the helicopter as he ducked. "I hate guns." He threw it down and everyone around them froze.

With all three of the submarines fully above water, he was able to stop for a minute and try to at least breathe, however his mind had still wandered to where Charles had even be. He was supposed to be by his side and he had never shown up. "Where is he?" He turned to the soldier behind him. "Where the hell is Charles damnit."

Three more explosions. Three times that Charles startled where he stood but kept his hold on everyone. It was hot, sweat dripping from his forehead and their link was still quiet. He didn't trust any of this. And that's when a lone shot rang out. "He's on the beach, sir." The little private nervous. "Please don't hurt me. I don't get paid enough." His head snapped to the shot. "They never wanted you. Please let me go."

Erik grew into a panic now, he was angry. He knew this wasn't right. From the very beginning he didn't trust them. He knew helping them was a mistake. This just put his trust and faith into the humans back where they were buried. Without even looking at the submarines, he had taken every single one of them and crushed them all. Obliterating them to nothing, he made sure that whatever was on those submarines would be of no use to anyone ever again.

He had taken his helmet off and held it in his hands, he didn't know what to do. Charles! Charles talk to me. Where are you?!

Well... This was some sh*t. He was a panting mess holding his side. He closed his eyes and fought against the pain.He heard the soldiers around him, one of them shouting for them to stand back. His blood soaking into the sand and that's when he heard it. He could have cried. They have me surrounded. Erik, I've been shot. I'm on a beach. I could see what you were doing

Erik wasted no time in rushing to his side. He knew exactly where he was. The soldiers that had witnessed him destroy the submarines didn't bother following him. Not even a couple of minutes later he saw Charles laying on the ground. The soldiers surrounding them had been strangled by their own dog tags as he ran over to help Charles. He dropped the helmet by his side and helped him into his arms, looking to see how bad it was. "I'm here. I'm so sorry this happened. I knew we shouldn't have trusted them."

He cried out when he was picked up but he was other wise okay. I'm okay. Shh. Don't apologize His face was pained, his hands shaking and he kept his eyes glued to Erik. Never been shot before He was still panting. 

There were tears running down his face and he shook his head. If he had been by his side this entire time, this wouldn't have happened. He was supposed to protect Charles. "I have to get you you a hospital." He stood up and carefully picked him up off the ground. There was no other way he could even get out of here just by walking. "Close your eyes, but stay awake. You hear me?" He had to use his ability to levitate them both to the nearest hospital.

03/31/2021 03:48 PM 

There is still hope yet.
Current mood:  content



"Just try to relax." Charles had spoken into his mind. This was the only way he would be able to see Nina again. He would be able to see her within his own mind, but Charles had a way to amplify those images of her that he had long thought was lost. Charles gently placed two fingers on either side of his forehead and began to let him see what he had asked to see.

He cleared his mind of everything else that wouldn't get in the way of this. Every bad thought, every heartbreaking moment would be set aside. Just a few moments longer, he saw the smile. The face of his beautiful daughter. Rest her soul. The visions of them making breakfast, exploring out in the woods by their house. There was usually almost had a deer roaming around. He could see it, she had knelt down in front of it. Just enough to where she was able to reach out and pet it for a few moments. She always had a way with animals, but he just couldn't put his finger on it.

"Family is forever." He remembered telling her that and he would do his best to keep that promise to her. That no matter what happened in his life, no matter how bad things would get, that there was a little glimmer of Hope that would get him through the good and bad times. That even in his darkest moments he had family to turn to.

This was something that he desperately needed. He needed to have that one piece of Hope that could possibly change his life around. He was a mess practically all the time because of how much he missed his family. He realized now that he had a family that he belonged to now. He didn't have to always look to the past to feel happiness. He had his children in his life, as well as Charles. There was some light at the end of the tunnel and he would make sure he remained happy. There was still Hope yet. He just needed to see it.

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