These are some drabbles/one-shot chapters that I wrote while listening to whatever I hear come on next through shuffle. Please, I'll write more Chaven if you do. I'm in serious need of some new fics T.T By the way, most if not all of the songs used can be found on my Chaven Spotify playlist (when I fall into a ship I fall hard), so if you can access that, this will be more interesting to read if you hear the songs.

Enjoy, because this is actually really fun to write xD.

I don't own anything X-men. Nadda.

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I Miss You – Incubus

To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real

To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream

You do something to me

That I can't explain

So would I be out of line, If I said

I miss you.

I see your picture, I smell your skin on, the empty pillow next to mine

You have only been gone ten days, but already I am wasting away

I know I'll see you again

Whether far or soon

But I need you to know, that I care

And I miss you...

She was gone.

My Raven, my sister, my first and closest friend, my love.

It's been almost two weeks, and the pain hasn't dulled one bit. If anything, it's gotten worse. I heaved out a sigh of despair and rolled over in bed so that I was facing the golden framed picture sitting on my night stand. I took a deep breath and let it shudder out when I took in the scent of Raven that still lingered on my spare pillow.

After all the years of meeting her, she still succumbed to nightmares now and then of her life on the streets, scared and alone. She loved to sneak into my room for comfort, and I loved holding her close. I just didn't realize how much I loved to hold her close to me until she was gone.

And when I had looked into her thoughts for the first time in years.

Raven had been in love with me.

I saw how much she loved me, but I also saw how much constant pain she was in thinking that I didn't love her the same way. Or how I could never love the real, blue, her.

That wasn't true. I truly did love her, I had been bloody fighting my true feelings and desires for years, sure that she didn't feel the same way, and would be frightened of me for my lecherous thoughts. I wanted to tell her on that beach that I truly did love her, that I still found her very attractive blue and scaly, and not just her peach skin and long, blonde hair.

But with those thoughts, were also the thoughts of Erik.

How he vocally thought she was beautiful in her true form, and the night they spent together.

So I let her go.

Erik had already stolen most of her heart, and I wasn't about to plead for her to stay if even a fraction of her wanted to leave. I just wanted her happy, no matter how painful it was for me.

I had lost my friend Erik. I had lost my legs. But most important, I had lost my Raven.

I can only hope that she comes back soon.