Charles began improving the group's mutations, expanding them to their highest capacity. It was Erik's turn, Charles led Erik outside viewing the satellite that was in the distance to Charles' home, Erik was already reeking of sweat and was so drained from all the other exercises from that day, he hoped that whatever Charles wanted him for was not going to be too strenuous. Erik stood facing the enormous satellite. Charles ran up behind him and said, 'See that,' He pointed out the satellite 'Try turning it to face us.' Erik looked at Charles in sheer horror, but just to please Charles, he tried. He spread out his hands and focused on the satellite, his eyes were filled with willpower, yet – the satellite did not move. Erik slumped in exhaustion. Charles looked at him in disapproval, he knew Erik could do better, 'You know, I believe the true focus lies somewhere between rage, and serenity.' Charles said in his noble tone. Erik glared at him whilst panting to get his breath back as if Charles was doing this out of pure spite.

'Do you mind if I?' Charles pondered whilst putting his hand up to his face, Erik grinded his teeth and shook his head. Charles put his two fingers on his mind and closed his eyes, Erik could see the amount of concentration he was putting through it. Once Charles got the focus, he opened his eyes and starred at Erik, watching Erik's dreaded expression on his face. Charles then went into a blurred faze, he could see past memories of Erik's, one particular one was Erik as a child and his mother celebrating a birthday, Charles could see the flickering lighted waxed candles that were with Erik and his mother that day. The memories then faded and Charles vision became focused again, a tear ran down Charles' cheek and he quickly rubbed it away.

In panic and fury Erik asked, 'What did you just do to me?'

'I accessed the brightest corner of your memory system' Charles replied in a soft manner, 'It is a very beautiful memory Erik, thank you.' Erik looked at Charles uncertainly and nodded.

'I didn't know I still had that' Erik said calmly as from Charles entering his memory he felt weaker, he was now weak and tired.

'There's so much more to you than you know' Charles smiled, 'not just pain and anger, there's good to you I felt it. When you can access all that, you'll possess a power no one can match. Not even me.' Erik looked stumped, only now realising how much potential he actually had. The potential Charles knew he had and that is why he got so annoyed he was not using it at his very best. 'Come on, try again?' Charles said positively whilst patting Erik hardly on the back.

They both turned away from facing each other and faced the satellite once again, Erik glimpsed at Charles before raising his hands again to try, as he raised one hand up, a tear ran down his left cheek, his shaken hand rose up slowly as he brought focus into his mind and eyes once more. His hand continued to shake whilst it was fully risen then, quickly - as unexpected as Erik may have thought, the satellite began to creak. After it creaked, it slowly moved towards both him and Charles. Erik then woke up with astonishment and carried on, it continued to move. Charles stood up straight and looked at Erik conceitedly and smiled at him, Erik never realised as he was persistent to carry on moving it to face them, he then realised it was getting closer and closer to the angle Charles wanted it, Erik then grinned and collapsed when he comprehended what he actually had done. Then both him and Charles began to laugh, Charles ran over to Erik's wilted body and patted him on the back. MacTaggert placed her head out of one of the closest windows to the boys and yelled to them, 'Hey! The president is about to make his address.' Charles and Erik sighed and walking indoors, Charles pulled Erik back and congratulated him for what he had done.

After MacTaggert called them in to see the President's announcement, Erik was so tired he went straight up to his room to go to bed, the other mutants and Charles sat in the living room planning on what they was going to do about Shaw. Charles sat down in a refined arm chair whilst Hank and Alex began to come up with ideas, somehow Charles' mind was not on the topic that Hank's and Alex's was and Charles began to stare into space whilst fiddling around with a coaster on the table next to him. To Charles, Alex and Hank's conversation was just mummers to him until CLICK. Hank snapped his fingers just in front of Charles' nose and Charles opened his eyes wider and jumped. 'Agh, sorry Hank, what do you want.' Charles said whilst brushing some fluff from the arm chair off of his trouser leg. Alex stood up in disgust and stormed out the room. 'I'm sorry Hank have I done something?' Charles asked, feeling guilty on behalf of Alex.

'Are you okay? You seem a bit light headed Professor, do you want to have a rest and I will talk to you about the plan on Shaw later?' Hank questioned Charles, taking the coaster out of Charles' hand and returning it to its place on the table.

Charles sighed. 'That would be lovely thank you Hank.' Charles then got up and rushed out the room.

Erik woke up after having a few hours of sleep, he climbed out of his bed and began to make it, then he could smell a great waft of sweat, it was so vile he almost gaged because of the smell. So, he loped into the bathroom attached to his room and turned the shower on. The intensity of the light in the bathroom reflected all over the room, from the creamed coloured tiles to the shining shower guard. Erik had to squint for a few seconds to get his vision to alter to the brightness. He began to take off the remains of his clothes and stumbled into the shower. It had been an awakening day for Erik, especially having Charles bring back some memories he forgot about. Erik smothered himself all over his body, he rubbed shampoo into his scalp and started to think of Charles, not only did Charles make him realise his potential, he made him realise both of their potential together. Erik washed out the shampoo from his hair and the water from the shower soon cleaned off all the soap from his muscular form. He then dazed in the shower, exactly the same as what Charles was doing down in the living room. However rather than the awakening of a click of Hanks fingers, there was a loud bang at Erik's bedroom door. He jumped, and then the knocking became more vigorous, whoever it was it must have been important. Erik left the shower and wrapped a towel around his lower body, he opened the door, it was Charles. Erik had never seen Charles like he was, Charles was bright red and had a flood of tears coming down his eyes, and his hair was not in the sophisticated style it normally was - it was misshapen and scruffy. 'Charles? What's the matter? Has something happened?' Erik asked in panic.

Charles twisted his head to look up into Erik's deep sapphire eyes, 'I love you Erik.' Charles confessed. Erik became stunned and looked down to his pointed feet; he noticed Charles was standing there agitated, tapping his black tough shoe against the floor. In a split second Erik plunged into Charles and kissed him. Erik starred lustfully at Charles to see how much he had been waiting to admit his feelings for, Charles shut the door and once his hands were again free Erik grabbed them and put them on his buttocks. Erik continuously kissed Charles on his wet soothed lips, Erik ran his gentle hand through Charles' misshapen hair whilst putting his over hand on the bottom of Charles chin. It was unlike for Charles to have stubble on his chin; Charles was usually so clean and fresh. This made Erik hard to actually believe it was Charles' chin. Erik's eyebrows became stern and as the kissing became tense and rougher, the heat between both of them increased. Erik could not wait any longer.

Erik lured Charles into the steamed bathroom and pressed him against the glass door of the shower, Charles groaned. Erik released the towel covering his throbbing shaft. Charles looked in amazement and they accelerated into a hunger of passion. Erik unzipped Charles trousers whilst forcefully pressing him even further into the glass, soon both of them were bare and Erik brutally pushed his shaft into Charles. Animalistic moaning came from the bathroom as Erik said in a gasp, 'I LOVE YOU CHARLES.'

The night became morbid and they were still at it, Erik pulled out his shaft and it gushed out rich seeds, Charles withdrew his tongue from Erik and began to lick it off of his oily chest, as he did so Erik started to kiss his neck rapaciously. Charles was soon grasping hold of the sides of the door as he was midway in the air, Erik bloodthirstily gripped held of Charles legs and began to taste Charles' stimulated shaft. Charles crunched his own lip as Erik's damped mouth brushed his tender muscle.

They became tired, Erik dropped Charles and they both got changed. 'I'll see you downstairs soon then Erik?' Charles said whilst catching his breath. Erik nodded in sadness whilst he opened the door for Charles; Charles kissed him on the cheek and exited.

Erik slammed the door and sighed – he had waited so long for that moment, to him, it was not long enough.