A/N #1 I don't own anything except the plot and any other OC's I make up.
A/N #2: For the plot of this story to continue as I plan for it to the time between Charles rescuing Erik and Cuba will be about two or three months which means that Charles rescued Erik in late June or early July. Because the Cuban Missile Crisis happen in late October.
Chapter One: How I Saved His Life
Charles POV:
I was in Miami, Florida trying to help the CIA stop Sebastian Shaw from starting World War Three. "I've lost Shaw. I-I've lost Shaw. There's something blocking me. This has never happened to me before. I thinks there's someone like me on that ship." I stated. "Like you?" Moira asked. "I'm sorry, a telepath." I told her. "This is incredible. I could actually feel her inside my mind. I'm very sorry, but I don't think I'm going to be much help tonight. You're on your own." I told them both. I felt worthless. What was I doing on this ship if I couldn't do anything to help?
The speedboats advanced closer to Shaw's ship. By the time we saw the twisters it was too late to help those poor men. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed at the same time Moira said. "Jesus." The twisters tipped over the boats nearing Shaw before the dissipated.
"Get inside." The captain order us. We were barely inside the ship before I sensed another mutant. "Stop, stop, stop." I ordered. My head was full of thoughts of revenge and death. I shouted out my discomfort and was barely aware of Moira asking. "Charles, are you okay?"
"There's someone else out there." I stated and ran back out on deck. "There." I pointed to the anchor floating in midair, just before it came down and destroyed the yacht. We all watched the yacht get destroyed by an unknown force. I knew it was a mutant so overwhelmed with anger they would do anything to get their revenge.
Suddenly there was a submarine beneath the water and a man hovering above it like he was hanging on the actually submarine. This must have been the mutant I felt. The one who destroyed Shaw's ship. He was going to drown if he kept this up. "Let it go! You have to let it go!" I shouted to the man. I looked at Moira. "You've got to put someone in the water to help him." I, then, tried shout to him again. "Let it go! You have to let it go!" He apparently didn't hear me because soon he was underwater and beneath the ship. I didn't even know this man's name and I wanted to help him. He would die otherwise. I was around to the other side of the ship and had my coat off. Before anyone could stop me, I was hurling myself off the ship and into the water below. I found my bearing and grabbed ahold of him. I used my telepathy to reach inside his mind and talk sense into him. You can't. You'll drown. You have to let go. I know what this means to you, but you're going to die. It was there I found his name along with some of his worst memories. Please, Erik, calm your mind. It was then he let go and we swam to the surface.
Once at the surface he pushed away from me. "Get of me! Get off!" He yelled. "Calm down! Just breathe." I said to him. "We're here!" I shout to the ship who then put a spotlight on us. "Who are you?" He asked. "My name is Charles Xavier." I told him. He needed to trust me. Then he panicked a little. "You were in my head. How did you do that?" He questioned. "You have your tricks, I have mine. I'm like you. Just calm your mind." I explained to him. Then a sort of sadness swept over him. "I thought I was alone." He admitted. I kind of smiled at him. "You're not alone." I said. "Erik, you're not alone." Someone then lowered a net so we both could get back onto the ship. I swam towards it but Erik was hesitate. I grabbed into the rope with one hand and reached out to him with the other. "You're not alone." I stated again. He swam towards the net by himself. Once he was on I started to climb up with him following close behind me.
We were both on the ship and wrapped up in warm blankets when Moira and her CIA friend, Agent Platt, were beside us. "Charles, are you okay?" She asked. "Yes, I'm quite alright." I stated. Then I looked at him. Are you alright? I asked telepathically. He nodded still looking a little wary of his surroundings. Then he sent back. Where are you taking me? I smiled and told him everything I knew. The CIA have been after Shaw for a little while because they think he's a communist spy. That's all I know I would tell you more if I knew anything else. And with that we headed towards Agent Platt's facility.