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She didn't know what to think. Was it really him? The number on his hand couldn't be fake and even when she entered his mind she could find the memories of camp, Schmidt and her. But he didn't seem the same as when he was a boy. He was now a cold, hard man quite guarded with them eyes searching for possibility of escape if needed. No, except the tattoo on his arm he had nothing to do with the memory of the young boy she cherished so much.
So even when warming Charles and searching for extra clothes she kept an eye on him. She wouldn't anyone let ruin the small heaven she had with Charles, not even Erik. If he would want to hurt Charles she would kill him, old friend or not, right now he was a stranger she knew nothing about and she certainly wasn't so easily trusting as Charles. She learned the hard way never to trust anyone completely, the only exception being the small man with chestnut hair currently buttoning up his shirt.
"So I trust that you two know each other already. From Auschwitz I presume?" Charles smiled warmly to both of them, obviously waiting for some explanation from her since he could read only Erik´s thoughts.
"Yes, we used to be in the same cell." She replied not sure what else to say. Charles already knew everything about her time in concentration camp, and the years following the war before she found herself in his estate. She let him look in her mind freely the very first night he found her under the old oak on the grounds of mansion. At the time she actually didn't have a choice since she didn't know how to protect herself, gaining only mere months before the telepathy from touching the Schmidt´s blond bitch.
"So I believe you two would like some time alone. I will check with Moira." Charles announced and left immediately and Kity wasn't sure if she should thank him or not, because she had absolutely no idea what talk about with Erik. She had so much that she would like to tell him, she wanted to tell him how happy she was that he was alive that he survived. But at the same time she wasn't sure how she felt about it. The fact that he survived and chose to let her think that Yoshimoto killed him, that he didn't came to rescue her, although he swore to always protect her. That meant that he stopped to think about her as s friend long time ago and she should do the same.
Nevertheless when the silence started to be uncomfortable, she decided to at least talk to him. After all, Charles was obviously quite intrigued with Erik and wouldn't be happy if she wouldn´t at least try to be civil with him.
"So, you are alive." She said slowly. Feeling like an idiot stating the obvious.
"Umm, yes. Last time I checked I was quite alright." He half smiled baring his teeth like a shark.
"How?" Was all she was able to ask, feeling her anger rising.
"When they took you and disappeared. A girl named Sara found me and helped me. I stayed in her home for about two months. And then…" Erik trailed of, seeing Kity´s expression now clearly showing her anger.
"And you didn't think that I would like to know that the only person I had in world didn't die because of me? Do you know how I felt? All the time when I was locked in that damn place, when I wasn't tied up to in the lab I was consumed to with thoughts and nightmares that because of me my only friend was shoot, that YOU died because of me! Have you the slightest idea how it felt? I topped blame myself only after I met Charles. And all that for nothing, because all that time you were out there, not caring in the slightest about me, about the girl that you claimed to be your best friend, the girl that you swore to protect forever. Did I really mean that little to you, that you broke all your promises the minute we got out of the camp?" A single tear treacherously making way from Kity´s left eye, she didn't know why she was suddenly so emotional, she rarely wept if at all, ever since Charles helped her develop her abilities she always had her emotions under control, so why was she now being a mess?
"It wasn't like this. I wanted to find you as soon as I would be able to walk again. I really wanted, but then I realized, that there were so many enemies out there, Schmidt, and all the Nazis who escaped. I needed to take care of them first, to make them pay for what they did to us, to my mother, to you. Then, once all finished I would come and find you. I am sorry if you suffered because you thought that I died but I am not sorry that I left you because it was necessary…" He probably wanted to say something else but Kity didn't give him a chance. She was too angry to let him continue.
"Are you serious? Do you even hear what are you saying? You left me because of your pathetic need for revenge? And you are trying to justify it by the poor argument that you would find me once you killed all persons that hurt you? Do you what are you saying? And what if I died when you were taking a justice in your hands? What if Yoshimoto killed me?" Kity was now standing dangerously near Erik, poking in his chest with her finger, anger radiating from her in waves. Irritating Erik beyond reason. He had heard enough, he wouldn't let her to yell at him for something that he well knew couldn't happen.
"Please, don't be hysterical, we both know, that it wouldn't happen because of your healing factor. You heal from everything; I well remember the night Schmidt took it too far. You weren't breathing, I couldn't even feel your pulse, you were dead and then suddenly you were okay as if nothing happened, even your bruises disappeared like by some sort of magic. Hell, look at you. You are 27 and you look like an 18 year old girl and you will probably stay like this forever. No, if there is something that I am not concerned about it is your life. And looking at your boyfriend and the nice ship and CIA agents you certainly don't look like you are suffering." Erik growled and pushed her against the wall, pinning her hands to both her sides.
"You are right Erik, death doesn't concern me, but you of all people should know that there are things much worse than death and nothing protected me from them. As for Charles I won´t honor that with an answer. " She whispered quietly and then pushed him away with force he didn't know she had and quickly left the room.
Erik wanted to follow her but thought better not to. She was now certainly in arms of that Charles guy and he wasn't the one to discuss his personal problems in front of people he knew nothing about. So he rather stayed in room and thought about what just happened.
He was so angry when Charles made him abandon his desperate attempt to stop Schmidt although he knew that the man was right, that he would die trying. And then he saw Kity and for a brief moment all his anger vanished. He once felt the joy like when they were in camp and she would hug him and tell him that everything will be okay. But then he reminded himself that they weren't children anymore and he started to observe her. She was now around 27 if he remembered correctly but didn't look for more than 18, he blamed that on her healing factor (Schmidt mentioned once that she could actually be immortal) other than that she was still way too skinny for his liking but he could see the muscles moving under the creamy skin, her abdomen shoving any sign of fat. He was pleased to see that she didn't slacken after getting out of camp. He regretted now that he told her that he didn't regret leaving her, it was a pure lie. Every night of his crusade he dreamt about her, and regretted deeply that she was the one who had to suffer from this. It was the last thing he wanted. But he knew that having the chance to do things differently he wouldn't change anything. He had to make a justice for her mother and he wouldn't abandon his goal for anybody, not even for Kity.
But what to do now? He was half tempted to open the window and just disappear in the dark water but the Charles guy draw his interest. Up today he thought that himself and Kity were the only ones and now, when he found that there were others like them he was too curious to just leave. Besides, it took him whole year to localize Schmidt and he wasn't sure that he could find him again, alone. So he decided stay for a time being.
"You have finished already? I thought that I won´t see you until tomorrow. It s the Erik from camp, the one you thought to be dead, isn't it?" Charles asked, obviously surprised to see Kity mere hour after he left them. But seeing her face he didn't have to be telepath to understand that the reunion with her lost friend didn't go well.
"Yeah, well I told him everything I wanted so there was no point to stay there." She shuddered and took a seat beside him on the couch.
"And where is our new friend?"
"As if I care. Probably still in the room I left him." She replied, her voice little edgy.
"How very nice of you. You want to talk about it or are we going pretend that nothing happened?" Charles asked, amused by her childless behavior.
"Why don't you find it from my head by yourself? We both know that my shields are nothing against you…. You know, it´s all your fault! You and your stupid Samaritan complex! If you hadn't pulled him from that damn see everything would be okay!" She knew that she shouldn't take out her anger on Charles, but she just couldn't help herself. She needed to let it out and knew that Charles knew it too. So she continued to yell until it seemed crazy to continue and was pulled into a warm hug by a pair of ridiculously soft hands. She was just inhaling Charles´s cologne when there was a quite cough on the door.
"Sorry, am I interrupting something?" And there was Erik again his centered on Charles´s arms around her.
"As a matter of fact, you…" Kity started to answer him, planning to tell him to get the hell out of the room but was interrupted by Charles.
"Of course not! Do come in my friend." He beamed happily and all Kity could do was to shut her mouth and let go of the hug.
"I am going to sleep." She announced lazily to Charles ignoring completely Erik´s presence.
"Already? I hoped you would stay with us a little." Charles said unhappily.
"I am sorry but today was quite eventful and I am really tired. You are however welcomed to come and give me a goodnight kiss." She winked at him playfully, not missing the murderous look Erik was giving her at the moment. What the hell is his problem?
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