I had an idea for this when I was reading WaxRhapsodic's Beautiful Dreamer on Ao3. It's really good you should check it out. It is slash Cherik fic just too warn you. I know that not everyone likes slash fics. Oh, and it's also a slow burn Cherik story. I know that slow burn love stories can turn someone off from reading them. This also came from my need of more Female Charles stories.

Disclaimer: Most of my X-men knowledge is from the movies and what I can remember of both of the X-men cartoons. The rest I got from reading X-men fanfiction and what I read from their wikia pages. They might be out of character. So you know I can't be the one to own anything from the X-men besides their merchandise...if I ever buy any.

I might expand this in the future but for now it's going to be a one-shot.

Please read and review. Enjoy!

A small town near Warsaw, Poland, 1960

Magda hummed happily as she cooked dinner for her family. She was making all of her family's favorite dishes for it was a special occasion tonight. Very special indeed, she rubbed the small swell of her stomach fondly. She felt a burst of happiness before she heard her daughter's small footsteps coming towards her and excitedly squeal, "Mama!"

She been able to feel others emotions ever since she got pregnant with her daughter six years ago. It took her a long time to notice a little burst once every two months usually very strong emotions. Since the beginning of her second pregnancy that grew, while strangers and friends were harder for to feel unless they were strong emotions, she can now mostly decipher what her family is feeling and able to project emotions to sooth the negative emotions that her family projects. It was kind of worrying so she was going to tell her husband after they put their daughter to bed.

"Mama!"

"Yes, kochanie?" She answered her daughter as she turned off the stove to face her.

"Mama! I can do magic like Papa!" Her little girl shouted happily.

"Really now," she questioned with a raised eyebrow and a smile. "Will you show me?"

Her daughter happily agreed and took her hand to take her up to her room. Before they made it to the stairs Magda felt panic and fear before they heard frantic knocking on their front door. "Wait here Anya, while I'll see who is at the door."

Getting a nod from her daughter, Magda went towards the door. When she opened the door she saw that it was one of her husband's co-workers. "Aleksander, what's wrong?"

"Magda something happen at the factory," the male said with a frighten tone.

"Did something happen to Erik? Is he hurt?" She asked in a panic.

"No, he's not hurt. But something did happen to Erik…," Aleksander paused. "I don't know how to tell you this."

"Please, tell me what happened?" She pleaded wanting to know what is happening and worried for husband.

"Well one of the steel beams from the factory from the factory was going to crush me and another worker when Erik stopped it and saved us. Everyone who was working in our part of the factory saw what happened. There was shocked silence before anybody was able to react. I got out of my shocked state and was about to thank Erik for saving me, I wouldn't have been able to maintain my family if I died, when the bastard next to me started shouting that he was a monster." Aleksander scoffed, like he was in disbelief that anyone would consider her husband to be one. This made her smile a bit, that this man did not fear the abilities her husband has been bless with. "Anyway this got everyone to react and panic that they started to go after him. He fled as fast as could with everyone after him. I knew he would not be able to warn you with those idiots chasing him, that I came here as fast as I could to be able to tell you what happened."

There was a sense of dread that filled inside Magda as Aleksander finished and she knew that they have to flee from their home. She took a deep breath before she addressed the man that her husband saved. "Thank you for telling me. I think you know what this means."

He nodded sadly. "You two are going to have to take your little girl and run. I'm sorry this had to happen, you and your husband are good people."

"I'm sorry too. It was nice knowing you Aleksander and thank you, for everything."

"Nice knowing you both as well. If see Erik I'll him that you'll be here waiting for him to leave together."

"Again thank you." She said to him as she watched him leave.

How did everything go wrong? She asked herself.

"Mama, what's goin' on?"

Magda turned behind her to face her daughter. Her beautiful daughter, who looks just like her but with her father's jaw and paternal grandmother's red auburn hair, who is her father's daughter in every way possible. That same daughter is now looking at her with worried frown. It made her determine to protect her and the little one growing inside of her. She had some packing to do.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid! How can he be so stupid?! Erik asked himself as he ran towards his home after finally losing the ones that were chasing him. One little mistake and now he has to take his family and flee. He knew that Magda would be ready to leave as he just met Aleksander, one of the two men he saved from the steel beam killing him (The only one that was actually grateful that he saved him with his powers and not call him a monster automatically because of it.), that he already warn his wife to be ready to leave their home and why. He will be forever grateful to him for what he did. As he started to get closer and to his house he was beginning to smell smoke. Panicked he started to increase his speed towards his home to find that his house was being consume by a raging fire. He heard his wife and daughter yelling for help but he saw something that made him furious the men that were chasing him were standing a few feet of away from his house not doing anything to help his family. He would worry about them later, now he has a family to save.

Magda did not know how the fire started. All she knows was that as she finished packing last things needed in Anya's small suitcase (having already finished packing her and her husband's suitcase) when she started to smell smoke. She told her daughter to stay in her room while she went and check where the smoke was coming from. She did not even make it down the stairs as half of the stairway was on fire. Running back to her daughter she picked her up and went to each window of the top floor of their house to see if there was anyone to help them get out. The fire already spread to the rest of the top floor when she made it to her and her husband's bedroom window (which is towards the front of the house) she saw some of the men her husband worked with. She did not know if they would help with what happened earlier but she had to try. She has to save her daughter so she can have a long and happy life.

She opened the window and started to yell for help, "Help! Help! We're trapped!"

No one moved. She kept on yelling for help over and over but no one moved. The fire was now in the room they were in. She desperately started to plead to them that they did not have to save her but her child. A child that was innocent and has done nothing wrong, even daughter started to yell and plead for help. Still they did not move. Magda was starting to think that they were the ones that started this fire. They were going to die here.

"Papa! Papa help! It's really hot!" Anya yelled when she saw her papa running to their house. Her Papa is here now he'll save her and Mama from this hot and burning place their house turned into.

"Anya! Magda! I'm coming!" She heard her Papa answer her. She smiled. Her Papa was coming and relaxed into her Mama's hold. But then her Mama said a small 'no' that sounded like she was scared and tightens her hold on her. She turned back to the window to see why her Mama sounded so scared. When she saw what her Mama saw she started to scream for her Papa again. The bad men that wouldn't help her and Mama were now holding her Papa to stop him for coming to help them.

Magda knew that even if Erik was able to get out their hold it would be too late. She could hear the house creaking, it was about to collapse at any moment now. She met her husband's eyes with bright smile and tears came out of her eyes. She saw that he stopped struggling as he stared at her with a look of horrified shock. Then she mouthed 'Thank you' to him and he started to again try to break the hold on him realizing what she was doing. She was saying goodbye. She pulled Anya closer to into her, putting her face into the crook of her neck and facing away from the window, she started to softly to sing the German lullaby that her husband would always sing to their daughter before she went to bed (She asked Erik to teach it to her after many nights of Anya not wanting to sleep without it on the nights he would come home really late from work.).

She wanted to bring some comfort to her daughter. She paused and looked backed to her husband. He was now shouting and pleading at the men to let him go so he could save them. He was looking at them, his face filled with fear, guilt, and anger. Fear that he would not make it in time, guilt that it was because of him that they were in this situation. He was angry at the men who he worked with and shared a meal with, some who were his friends, were stopping him from saving his family. This was not Erik's fault. She mouthed an 'I love you' to him and he started to panic yell 'No' over and over, trying so badly to get free to come and get them. She went back to singing and pressed her face to her daughter's hair. Then the floor gave out and the rest of the house with it. The last thing she heard as she tighten the hold on Anya, were her daughter's screams of terror as they fell and Erik's screams of pure agony before everything went dark.

Oxford, England, 1960

Charlotte Xavier shot up from her bed like a bullet, breathing heavily. It was still dark out but she knew she would not be able to sleep again. She got out of bed, careful to not wake the other person asleep on her bed, put her robe on and left her room heading towards the kitchen. When she arrived she decided to make some hot chocolate. "I'm making hot chocolate. Do you want any, Raven?"

Her sister came into the kitchen and sat on the small kitchen table. "Sure," the shapeshifter answered. "If you can tell me what happened to you in the 11 years you've been missing?"

The telepath paused for a bit before returning to gathering the ingredients for the hot beverage she was craving. "This again," she sighed tiredly. "There is nothing to talk about, Raven."

"Nothing to talk about," Raven said quietly then angrily raised her voice. "Nothing to talk about, Charlotte! You've been missing since you went on that stupid trip you went on 11 years ago! No knew if you were alive and well. Everyone thought you were dead. I thought you were dead!"

Raven had tears at tears this point. She was desperate for her sister to tell her what happen. Ever since the older women came back a month ago, she would not tell anyone that was not involved that day she arrived in at the British Embassy in Warsaw, Poland what had happened to her. About how she ended up in Poland when it was just a quick trip to France for a weekend getaway with her latest fling. How she came back with…before she could finish her last thought she was brought back from her inner monologue by arms being wrapped around her. "Oh love," she heard her sister say gently. "I'm sorry I'm making you feel this way. I just haven't seemed to come to terms with what happened yet. I think I'm still in shock and haven't fully process everything." I'm sorry for leaving you alone. You've grown so much since I was gone. I'm so proud of you. I love you, Raven.

Releasing her from her embrace Charlotte handed her a mug of hot chocolate that she seemed to finish when she was lost in her thoughts from the table. "Here drink this before it goes cold."

The shapeshifter thanked her sister and was about to take a sip when heard a soft voice call out for her sister. "Mama?"

A little girl about five was at the entrance of the kitchen. She looks almost exactly like her sister; the only two differences were that she had red auburn hair while her sister had chocolate brown and her jaw was more angular than her sister's softer jaw. Other than those two differences they were exactly alike. They have the same bright blue eyes, the same facial expressions, the same beautiful curls that remind her some of her favorite dolls' hair she had as a child and her sister's ivory skin tone. She not proud to admit that she has been avoiding her sister's daughter, for so long it was just her and Charlotte against the world. Now that her sister is a mother she does not know how everything is going to change.

She heard her sister say something back to her niece (Oh my God! She has a niece. She's an aunt.) in Polish. Her niece (She doesn't even remember her name and she's been here for a month, a month. She's a terrible aunt.), replied back in the same language and her sister went over to her and pick her up and place her on her hip. As Charlotte went back towards the table, she heard what she thinks is a question coming from her niece. Her sister smiles as she sits in the chair across from and looks at her as her daughter gets comfortable on her lap.

"Anya wants to know why you're not blue anymore because you were really pretty before," the telepath translates for her daughter.

Raven realizes that she subconsciously transformed back into her human form the moment she saw Anya was in the room with them. (Anya! That's her name! It's pretty.) The little girl misread her silence and started to rapidly talk in Polish to her mother with a panicked look. While her sister was not laughing out loud she can see she was on the inside, if the mirth in her eyes were any indication. "Not that your current from isn't pretty too," she translated and let out a small chuckle. Anya let a small whine and said something to her with a pout, making her mother laugh which made her pout even more. The shapeshifter started to laugh at the antics between mother and daughter.

Anya started to grin when she heard her aunt's laugh and looked at her mother with triumph in her eyes. She saw that her aunt return back to her natural form. She really likes her aunt's blue skin and pretty patterns that were all over her. And she has red hair like her too! Her aunt says something in English to her and while is learning the language and getting the hand of it she still has no idea what her aunt is saying. So gave her Mama an expectant look to translate what her aunt was saying to her. Her Mama let out a laugh at her look. Physically she gave her Mama another pout, mentally she was cheering for making her Mama look something other than sad. Mama has been sad since they left their home in Poland and couldn't find Papa anywhere. She saw her Mama giving her a sad look like she knew what she was thinking about. Which she can, now that Mama said she got her powers back. It's so unfair now she can't plan her pranks for any of the kids that are mean to her when she gets to her new school. Mama gives her another look that said they were going to talk about her last thought later, before she went to translate what her aunt said to her. So unfair.

Charlotte sung the German lullaby that her husband used to sing to their daughter before she went to sleep. She felt her daughter's mind calm down as she drifted off to sleep. While happy to have her memories and telepathy back she would trade them away to have her husband back to complete her family. So her daughter can grow up with her father and that the baby still growing in her womb can meet his or her father. That her husband would know that he is going to be a father again. That her sister could meet the man she loves and give him the 'You hurt her, I hurt you' talk. That she can feel her husband's love again and be able to wake up with him next to in the morning, to see if her husband would play chess with her, to say and hear 'I love you' again.

Please come back to us, she prayed. I miss you. Anya misses you. We need you. The baby needs you. Come back to us Erik.