Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution or the X-me Comics or any of the characters, and I do not make money from these writings.

Twisted Legacy

Pairings: Charles/Moira, Jean/Scott

Warnings: AU/AR, M/F, Language, oral, hj/fingering, Preg, SoloF, SoloM, violence WIP

I'm using ideas from the animated series BASED on the comics and toying with them, I'm mixing some ideas from Ultimate X-Men as well, but takes place in X-Men Evolution! Will have Sexual situations, but won't be too graphic!

I'm gonna have some Banshee bashing in here! Literally and figuratively! I really don't like him much! Just giving some fair warning!

Background on my version: Moira and Charles were engaged shortly after college, but when Xavier was drafted he returned to find her married to another man. After that he traveled around the world, lost the use of his legs and then started the Xavier Institute. The Legacy Virus has been around for a year and Moira MacTaggert has had it for 6 months now. Some unnamed mutants have died from it but so far it hasn't become too widespread. Two years ago, before Xavier recruited the students he has in X-Men Evolution, Proteus, Moira and Charles' son (he didn't know about until then) was killed when his powers went rampant. Colossus, along with Storm, Beast, Wolverine, Angel and Betsy Braddock were all there when it happened. Colossus crushed him under a car to stop his rampage. I think that covers everything, feel free to ask questions if you're confused about something.

Summary: Moira and Banshee break up and Moira needs some space from him. Where does he end up? the Xavier Institute, of course! What will the students think of her? How will Charles react to his ex- fiancé showing up unexpectedly?

Chapter 1-Unexpected Visitor

Moira rubbed her temples and stared blankly out the window of the taxi as she remembered the argument she had with Banshee earlier that morning.

*Flashback*

"You have the Legacy Virus?" Banshee said astonished, "How's it possible?" He had found the data on her computer just now.

"Ah don' know." she responded shaking her head.

"How long have you had it?" He asked irritated that she had kept it from him.

"Aboot 6 months now." His eyes widened so far she thought they'd fall out of his head.

"Six months!" He yelled angrily, throwing his arms up. "You've kept it from me this whole time!"

"Aye, ah didn' wan' ta worry ya."

"Fur fuks sake Moira! Its always secrets wit' ya, that's yur problem! Can't ya let anyone close?" He asked, sighing heavily. "Ah can't do it anymore! Ah can't have a relationship wit' someone who keeps so many things from me, its over Moira! Have a nice life!" He yelled, storming out and slamming the door to the lab behind him. Moira sighed heavily as she headed to her room to pack. 'Its fur the best, Ah just need ta get away from him fur a while, then ah'll get back ta work on th' Legacy Virus.'

*End Flashback*

And that's how Moira MacTaggert ended up in front of the Xavier Institute just outside of Bayville. She paid the cabby and got her luggage out, forcing a smile she headed to the door.

X X X X X X X X

"You cheated Jean!" Bobby yelled accusingly.

"Ya!" Spyke agreed. "That's the 3rd time you've won today!" Jean shook her head angrily.

"I don't cheat at poker!" She growled, hands on her hips as her tamper flared.

"She doesn't need to cheat, you guys just suck at cards!" Kitty said as the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Jean called out, eager for the distraction. She hurried down the hall and into the main foyer. She opened the door to an unfamiliar woman. "Hello I'm Jean Grey can I help you?" she asked politely, noticing the luggage on the ground with interest.

"Aye, ah'm here ta see Charles Xavier," The red-headed woman answered. "He probably knows ah'm here already, but if ya could be so kind ta tell him Moira's here ta see him, 'twod be greatly appreciated." Moira then pulled her bags into the room and closed the door behind her. Jean looked at her astounded.

"Uh…I'll go tell him then." She turned to head out of the foyer, looking confused.

"I already know ur a mutant and ur powers. Just tell him telepathically, it'll save us some trouble." Jean blinked at her shocked, then nodded. Closing her eyes she concentrated on the Professor.

*Professor?* She questioned.

*Yes Jean?* She heard his reply.

*There's someone here to see you, her name is Moira.*

*Moira! I 'see' now, tell her I'll be there in just a minute.*

*All right.* she responded, opening her eyes. "He'll be here in a minute." Moira nodded. "I'll be just down the hall if you need anything."

"All right, thanks Jean." She replied, leaning on the door looking completely exhausted. Jean headed around the corner and ran into a group of curious students.

"What are you all…?"

"Shhh!" Someone growled quietly, "We want to find out how she knows the Professor!" Jean sighed and rolled her eyes, but kept quiet as they all heard the Professor's wheelchair roll into the foyer. The group leaned foreward around the corner to see the two talking.

"Moira!" Charles smiled warmly at her, taking her hands in his once he was in range. "How have you been?" He questioned softly, they'd last spoken over a year ago.

"Och, ah've been better Charles," she answered, placing a lingering kiss on his cheek, squeezing his hands briefly before pulling back and running her hands through her hair wearily. "So much has happened these past two years, ah feel ah deserve a break. If ya don' mind me stayin' here a while that is."

"You're always welcome here Moira, even if it's only for a few days."

"Thank ya," She leaned down to hug him tightly. Surprised he hugged her back tightly. "Its so good ta see ya Charles." She whispered against his neck before pulling back.

"You too Moira, we really should talk more often, its been too long!" Moira had to swallow the sudden lump in her throat before she could respond. 'That's because yur too perceptive! Ya would have noticed something was wrong wit' me!' She thought, depressed by that thought. She really had missed the long talks she and Charles used to have.

"We really should." She agreed, smiling faintly at him. Noticing her distant behavior Xavier frowned. 'Something's not right!' He realized.

"After you get settled into a guest room, why don't I take you to dinner? We can have a relaxing evening away from everything else. I know you work too hard most of the time."

"Aye, that would be wonderful."

"Wait for me down the hall there and I'll show you to your room." She nodded and headed out of the foyer. "You know," he stated loudly, "Eavesdropping is extremely rude, Logan will be seeing to your punishment tomorrow morning!" And with that he pulled Moira's luggage onto his lap, then rolled after the Irish woman.

"Oh man!" Spyke groaned. "Logan's always harsh with punishments!"

"Yea!" Kitty agreed. "Last time we were punished I was sore for like, a month!" Jean frowned after her mentor.

"I think I'm gonna follow them tonight." She stated suddenly.

"What!" Scott yelled. "Are you trying to get into trouble! I mean come on! The Professor would know you were spying on him!" Jean shook her head fiercely.

"I'm sure I can shield my mind from him, besides, I think he's fairly distracted by Moira, something's going on."

"Ah, you're crazy!" Spyke stated before turning around and heading down the hall. "I'm not that curious!" Everyone but Scott agreed and left, muttering about how much trouble the two of them were going to get into.

"You do realize this is stupid, don't you?" Scott questioned, turning to look at her.

"Yes," She started, smiling lightly at him. "But I'm going to do it." He nodded at her before sighing slightly.

"Alright, but I'm coming with you." He knew she would go with or without him, so why not go with and spend some quality time with her while he had the chance? "I just hope we can get through the night without getting caught!"

X X X X X X X X

"Moira…Moira!" She vaguely heard Charles' voice through the haze in her mind. She felt a sudden pressure on her hand and looked down, her eyes followed the arm attached to the hand on hers, finally resting on Charles' face. She blinked blearily at him, trying to focus on what he was saying. 'Ah shouldn' have had tha' third glassa wine.' She thought fuzzily. "You don't look so good, are you feeling alright?" He asked concerned.

"Hmmm…my head's a wee bit fuzzy," She replied smiling a little too widely as she flipped her hand around to squeeze his own. Charles called the waiter over to pay for dinner. He then helped Moira to her feet, leading her out of the restaurant.

X X X X X X X X

Jean sighed, head pounding from using her powers so long. She had slipped into a lone man's mind near where the Professor and Moira were sitting, to hear their conversation. The only things she had learned was that Moira was working on the Legacy Virus and she'd just broken up with someone named Sean. She relayed this to Scott as they hid in a doorway a little ways from the restaurant as Charles and Moira headed outside.

"They didn't talk about anything else that referred to their relationship at all!" Jean sighed in frustration.

"Maybe we should just head back to the Mansion." She shook her head and stealthily headed after the two. Scott sighed in irritation. 'Never try to persuade a woman to do anything she doesn't want to.' Quickly he hurried after her.

X X X X X X X X

Charles took a shortcut down an alley next to the restaurant, trying to keep Mora upright as much as possible.

"This is so refreshin' Charles!" She laughed merrily, tripping suddenly. Charles quickly grabbed her arm, pulling her around. Off balance Moira stumbled onto his lap, she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck. "Oh…hullo!" She giggled as their faces were a few inches apart. He looked at her cheerful face, eyes roaming down farther as he remembered how she looked naked, her eyes filled with passion and love. 'She's probably going to kill me for this when she remembers, but fuck it! I'll take whatever she gives me.'

Quickly he leaned foreward and kissed her, his hands cupping her face as she kissed back. 'She's only kissing back because of the alcohol!' He told himself, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling gently at it as his hands roamed slowly down her back to slide up her skirt and cup her perfectly round ass… "Fuck!" He gasped, pulling away from her mouth and pushing her off him. "Come on we should go." he waved absently at her to follow as he headed down the ally.

'What was I thinking?' He berated himself, 'If she wasn't drunk, she'd never have let me do that! She couldn't feel the same way about me after all these years…I mean she never even told me I had a son! Goes to show how deep her feelings for me were…if anyone should be mad it SHOULD be me…and yet…' He sighed heavily as he waited for Moira to catch up to him. She followed unsteadily after, feeling lightheaded but not from the alcohol this time.

Charles stopped at the car, finally sensing Jean and Scott following behind them. 'Damn!' He growled at himself. 'I've really let my concentration slip!' He barely managed to keep his voice steady as he sent telepathically to her. *Jean!* She winced behind the dumpster around the corner. *Would you be so kind as to drive us home? I'm rather tired now and don't think I can concentrate enough to drive.*

*Of course Professor!* She responded, internally cursing herself for getting caught. "Come on Scott, we're caught!" Groaning, he followed her around the corner to face Professor Xavier.

"Jean will drive the two of us home, Scott you drive your car home. After your session with Logan tomorrow, we will talk about this but right now I just want to go home to sleep." Both teenagers nodded sullenly as they headed to the separate vehicles and started home.

tbc

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