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"Keep walking short stuff." Erik half yelled at me as he covered his head with the blanket.

I smiled as I opened the door and headed out into the hall. "Leave my height alone thanks." Closing the door behind me, I half ran down the hall and down a flight of stairs. Thirsty, I entered the kitchen where Raven and Hank sat talking over sandwiches. "Raven I asked you to put some clothes on." I said as I opened the fridge.

Raven stood up and spun. "I did put clothes on." She smiled.

Taking a water bottle out of the fridge I turned to examine her. "Longer clothes please." With that I stepped out of the kitchen. I was meeting with Moira who called for me. Entering the 'chess lounge' as Erik and I call it, I found Moira sitting on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. "You called?" I asked with a bright smile.

Moira smiled up at me as she set her glass of wine onto a coaster. "I thought for a moment Erik wouldn't let you out of his arms." She rested into the couch, a binder resting on her lap.

Laughing I took a seat next to her, setting my water bottle on a coaster and pouring wine into the empty glass next to her own. "Yes well, he is under the weather. Had to force medicine down his throat but he'll live." I took a sip of my wine and then stood up. "I'll get a fire going."

"Alright. I'll begin to explain while you do that." As I passed her and walked to the fireplace I heard her open the binder and begin flipping through some pages. "So even though I can't go to the office, I decided to do some research on my own."

The fireplace flickered as I got it going and I made my way to shut off all the lights. "That's fantastic. Though I don't want you getting into trouble Moira. They could count that as theft."

"Piracy is something I've done before. After all how do you think I found you Professor?" Moira said, a smile clear in her throat.

With a laugh I made my way back to the couch and sat next to her. "Alright then, what did you find?"

Moira seemed intent and proud of what she had found. But even she knew the gravity of her findings, so her features were all business. "Shaw is trying to implement the American government. He is supposed to make an appearance in Washington DC in two days." She handed me some papers and then continued speaking. "That is false however. Frost is going in his place while he goes to Hawaii to meet a few military generals." Handing me some more papers she grabbed her glass and took a sip.

I read over the facts. Radio interactions, spotting of the submarine, and some more things. "This is brilliant! He's making a de tore in his travels to Russia." I set the papers onto the table and poured myself some more wine.

"So, who do we advance on?" She asked, touching her glass to my own.

After taking a sip, I closed my eyes and rested my head back against the couch. "I'm not sure. I know Erik will refuse the kids to fight against Shaw, but I worry about Emma Frost. I know what I'm capable of and she is a powerful telepath as well." I felt Moira's hand on my shoulder, light presses in a soothing massage manner.

She took a sip of her wine before setting it down and moving closer to me. "You've been training them well Charles. Let them go after Emma with some CIA support. Erik, you and I will advance on Shaw."

I smiled as I opened my eyes and put my arm around her shoulders. "Oh Moira you are brilliant! Come!" I said, standing and pulling her up with me. Making my way over to the display of records, I chose any random record and played it. Turning to face Moira, I took a long drink of my wine and then poured another cup, all along dancing a bit.

Moira laughed and finished her wine. "You wish to dance Professor." She walked around the couch and closer to the fireplace.

Downing the glass of wine quickly I poured a new one. "Oh don't call me that. We're too close for formalities. Just Charles. And yes, let's dance."

Finishing the last of the wine I took her hand and pulled her close. The music wasn't too hype, but I felt my brain swaying with the new found alcohol in my system. I knew she felt a bit of it as well. Dancing the night away, we managed to finish another bottle of wine. Or rather I managed to finish another bottle of wine. Now my head was flying. The music had tuned down. A slow soft melody played and Moira's arms wrapped around my neck. My own hands found their way to her waist of their own accord. Our dancing became lazy, light sways on heels from side to side.

Moira's voice broke the melody. "You're a wonderful dancer Charles." She looked up at me from where she stood wrapped in my arms.

I grinned at her. "Why thank you. Never had a lesson in my life." I joked about the truth.

She giggled. "So you're naturally good at things."

"Well I have amazing gifts."

"I bet." Moira said softly as she leaned up and pressed her lips against my own.

To my drunken minds surprise I kissed her in return. All to quickly the passion began to deepen. My arms pulled her body closer to mine, her hands lightly pulled at my short hair. We stumbled back a few paces closer to the fireplace when suddenly the music stopped. Quickly I pulled away as a familiar feeling entered my mind. As my eyes returned from their lustful haze I focused on a figure standing by the record player. Erik.

He had one hand on the record player, having stopped the record from spinning. His features were more calm then I would have thought. Though that is when he is most upset with me. He stood their in his sweats and brown robe. It was opened to reveal his sweaty chest which rose and fell quickly. That showed me his anger.

He looked intently at me, never glancing at Moira who was uncomfortable and a bit shaken. "Don't stop on my account." Erik said, removing his hand so the music could continue to play. "I simply wished for a cup of water. Had to get it myself since Charles didn't answer my plea." He continued to keep his eyes locked on mine and I couldn't find it in me to look away. Then he turned and left the room.

Letting out a breath I didn't know I had been holding, I turned to face Moira. Part of me wanted to giggle. That was the drunk part. The other part of me felt horrible that I got drunk with Moira while Erik was sick and in need of my help. With a sigh I smiled at her reassuringly and left the room. Before I even got to the door I knew Erik had locked it. Once in front of it I rested my hand on the knob and my forehead pressed against the cold wood. Not wanting the whole mansion to know I was locked out of my own room...well second room really, I spoke to Erik via telepathy. "Erik, open the door please." I asked as softly as I could.

"No. And get out of my head." He spoke out loud, knowing I could hear him though the door.

I sighed and pressed my head a little harder against the wooden door. "Please? I want to apologies and explain myself."

Erik didn't answer for a moment. "You can explain yourself from out there." His tone was cold and I knew then he was not planning to open the door.

I could always make him open it, but that would be a disrespect to a friend let alone my lover. Making one final plea and receiving another decline I let my hand slide off the knob and into my pocket. Giving up I decided on a shower. A nice hot shower. On my way to the restroom I came across Moira. My mind had sobered up a bit from, first the shock of Erik catching me with this woman and second the rejection I was now recieving from him. Now I thought to myself how I could do such a thing. Moira was strictly business. She was the key to my point of view on nonmutants. In a way she was my weapon against Erik. But I used that weapon in the wrong way. At least while under the influence. She walked up to me and smiled, I offered a small grin in return. "He's, uh, pretty angry." I said softly, shoving my hands into my pockets.

With a nod she looked down and thought for a bit. I tried my best to keep clear from her thoughts. She looked up, business face back on. "Don't forget, we are advancing on Shaw tomorrow. Get the kids up early and I'll debreif them on their advance on Emma." With that she retreated to her room and I made the rest of my way to the restroom.

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Moira woke early to speak over the phone to the CIA and get their approval on our actions. They agreed to offer the students back up and lend us private jets to both Washington D.C and Hawaii. We all dressed and gathered in one of the living rooms for debriefing. I had to be firm with everyone about their mission. To them this was a game. It was their first mission and through their thoughts I knew they did not understand the gravity of the situation. Erik backed up my words, though not directly. He hadn't looked at me all day and he was still feverish. He yelled at the students in a serious manner, possibly a little too strong since they all winced everytime he raised his voice. When I attempted to calm him and place my hand on his shoulder, he turned and walked out of the room.

Now we sat in front of one another on a cramped private jet heading to Hawaii. My thoughts stayed with the students as long as I could hold onto their minds. But now they were too far and I could not reach them which left an unpleasant feeling in the put of my stomach. Erik continued to stare out the window as Moira looked over some maps and stared some areas. I knew if I tried to peer into Erik's mind, he would probably hit me. Sadly he was familiar to the feeling of my mind in his own. But I couldn't help it. I decided to sneak a peak. His thoughts were of Shaw. Of his past and the hopeful satisfaction of killing the man today. Then he thought of his mother and I pulled my mind from his. Yes, he was mad at me, but at the moment it was so much more than that.

The plane landed and Erik was the first one out and into the military truck that awaited us. I followed after and then Moira. The drive was quick to all of our delights since it was cramped with soilders and we were smooshed together. Getting out of the truck I looked around to see the ocean and a little miles away a volcano. Moira came up beside me and pointed at the mass build up of old dried lava. "That's where he is. That is where we are going." She turned and looked to her military men and CIA partner. "We aren't gonna teleport there. Let's move."

Everyone began their walk towards the valcano, to my opinion, very obvious. I ran up to Moira, looking around and seeing the civilians looking at us. "Hey, um, don't you think your uniformed boys there are a little out in the open?"

Moira looked at them and then around at the civilians. "For now yes, but we are taking a secret path about a mile in. No one will see us heading up the volcano."

I nodded and smiled. She had thought this all through and considered the best possible way for everyones safety. The walk was about a thirty minutes and the climb was another hour. By the time we reached our hiding space the sun had begun to set. Searly enough as we crouched down to stay hidden, I caught a glimps of the red teleporter. He had his sword extended to three amry captains and two generals. Shaw stood there, the specially made helmet sitting upon his head. I brought my fingers to rest on my temple and began to see everything through the farest persons eyes.

"-tell them." Shaw had finished saying. "And if you don't, which I know one of you won't." He looked to the teleporter. "Azazle." The teleporter had vanished and appeared in front of the man I was controlling. He grabbed a hold and next thing we were high above the volcano, looking down I could see the huge hole this man was about to fall into.

I pulled my mind away and entered into Azazel's. Right before he let the man go I made him teleport onto the beach and release the man there, then return to his leader. Shaw looked at Azazle, baffled by his actions. I pulled away before he could realize the teleporter was not himself. Moira looked at me, stunned that I would control the enemy. In truth, now Shaw knew we were here. There was no way he couldn't know. Azazel would have taken joy in killing that man. I hated myself a bit for my actions, but I couldn't sit by and watch a man be murdered. I turned to look at Erik who was glaring at me. Turning away I waited for Moira's orders.

Suddenly I wasn't with the safety of the group anymore. I was in the arms of the teleporter standing in front of Shaw. He had an amused look on his face. An evil amused look I did not fancey. I glared up at Shaw, who I came to realize was just about as tall as Erik, which was taller than me. "Welcome." Shaw said. "You are quite the powerful telepath. I believe even stronger than my very own Frost." His hand made its way to my chin and he held it there. "I know your not here alone."

I made to pull away, but both Azazel's and Shaw's hold on me tightened. "You will be stopped." I said firmly and grinned.

Still with quite the amused expression Shaw dropped his hand and smiled at me. "No I won't."

At that moment the sound of gun fire filled the air. Shaw simply stood in front of me as the bullets came flying. I was shocked to see that there was no damage, no impact to wound him. He just stood there unharmed smiling at me. I felt a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. When the firing stopped, Shaw turned to face the fireing squad which had Moira and Erik with it and sent the bullets back. I heard the impact, the breaking of skin, and the screams of a few men. Then I heard the bullets fall. Erik stopped them.

Shaw turned to face me and Azazel threw me into his arms. Quickly he held my arms tightly behind my back, causing such pain it brought me down to my knees and a small cry escaped my throat. I looked up to see Erik standing in front of everyone, a gun in his hand and a very angry look on his face. "Let him go! This is between me and you, Herr Doctor." He lowered the gun and glared at the man currently about to break both my arms.

"Little Erik." Shaw replied in an eerie tone. "This is so much more than that now." He looked to Azazel.

Next thing I saw was Azazel appearing in front of Erik and then they both vanished. I followed their minds, hoping to find them. I looked up, seeing the hover over the volcano. I attempted to get into the red teleporters mins, but it suddenly caused sharp pains in my mind. Shaw's grip tightened. I knew he was preventing me from mind control. Forced to watch, they had a small air battle before Azazel finally removed himself from Erik's grip and vanished, leaving Erik to fall from about fifty feet above the ground. I felt my heart drop, I felt my eyes water, and I felt the unpleasant feeling in my stomach return. My voice caught in my throat before I found it once more. "Erik!"