AN: I do not own anything that is X-men.
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IMPERFECT ELEMENTS CH7
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They were going over plans on who was going to enter the base, and how it was going to happen. Jean, Storm, Wolverine, Mystique, and Magneto, that is. The 'kids' weren't allowed and Aidan was BORED out of her mind. She was going to be stuck in a ship with two lovesick birds, and a pissed off cougar. She let out a heavy sigh. Wolverine just stated that he would go in, because Stryker would want him alive. Aidan couldn't help but feel a stab of longing. She wanted to be the one to kill Stryker. She wanted to melt his skin off, and throw the bones to his dogs. Trap the man in a prison of fire until he was begging to escape, and only when he gave in to the flames, and was begging for his death, would she take away the flames and drown him. But NO! That's not what all the 'grown ups' thinks needs to happen. No, you're too young, you'll get hurt.
"Hurt my ass." she muttered, still very agitated at the whole situation. She felt someone's gaze on her so she turned to find John looking at her. As she had predicted, when she came in to sit down, he sat as far away from her as possible. Everything about today was just pissing her off. She didn't know how much more she could take. A few moments later, after Mystique threw her a knowing look, Mystique left to go deceive her way into the underground base. Aidan could only stare out the window, a permanent frown on her face. She formed a small fire in her hand and began to play with it. A few moments later, Mystique's voice followed over the speakers, letting them know she had made it in. All the 'grown ups' left the kids to go save the fricking world. Aidan sighed heavily, but continued to play with the fire nonchalantly. She didn't know how long she could take this 'sit here and do nothing' charade. She heard footsteps and a gloved hand touch her shoulder.
"What's the matter, A?" Rogue asked quietly. Aidan huffed at her slightly, but Rogue was one persistent chick when she wanted to be. "I know something is wrong, just tell me." Aidan looked up at her.
"Look, Rogue, I appreciate the concern and all, but I do not want to explode on you. I'd rather implode, so just let me be." she turned her attention back out the window as her hand continued to twirl the fire around her fingers.
"Well, you see, I would, but you're starting to implode all over the place." she said quietly. Aidan looked around the room, water was leaking out of her free hand and wind was whipping around. She chuckled slightly.
"Woops." she said. "Here, I'll fix it so I'll implode only on myself." she said and then immediately formed a wind to blow around her, forming a bubble of sorts to hold her elements in. She turned around so as to not see the frowns forming on her friends faces.
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John understood exactly how Aidan felt. He hated having to sit here and do nothing while everyone else seemed to have all the fun. He had his lighter flicked open and was watching the flame. He felt so useless sitting here. He spared a glance at Aidan and knew she would be going crazy soon if she didn't do something. He flicked his lighter shut.
"That's it." he muttered and got up to grab his jacket. He walked over to Aidan and stared at her bubble. He didn't know how he was going to get her attention, but he needed to try. He went to reach his hand in but his hand was slapped back by thew wind. Luckily it got his point across and she looked back at him. He waited as she released her powers and looked at him expectantly.
"What?" she muttered.
"Come on." he replied, going over to open the jet up. She looked at him oddly as he started walking towards the exit, but then as she caught on she followed.
"Whoa. Where do you think you're going?" Bobby asked as he followed them.
"I'm sick of this kid's table shit. I'm going in there." John muttered. He heard an excited squeal come from Aidan's throat and he smirked.
"They told us to stay here." Rogue interjected, though he felt it was directed more towards Aidan, who blatantly ignored it, so John turned towards them.
"Do you always do as you're told?" he asked, while Aidan made her way down the stairs. John followed her, not looking back. Aidan was silent as they walked, though he saw a certain satisfied smirk on her face. "What are you thinking?" he asked. She looked at him, one eyebrow quirked up, and her lips set defensively.
"What the hell is it to you." she muttered, turning her face away from him, but not before he could see the flicker of pain. Yeah, he had really screwed up. He stopped grabbed her hand and stopped walking, pulling her to a stop with him.
"Look, I'm sorry. I was an ass." he said, trying to get her to look at him.,
"Ass is an understatement." she muttered. "Look, if you were going to react so badly to my past, then why the fuck did you let me think it was okay last night? Why go through the effort to make me feel at ease and comfortable with you if you're only gonna do this the next day?" She poked her finger into his chest and he saw the anger flash in her eyes. They started to get red tinged around the edges, making the turquoise look like a very weird purple.
"Is that what you think happened?" he asked incredulously. Aidan glared at him,
"What else COULD there have been?" she almost screamed at him and he chuckled. That only managed to piss her off more. She growled and began walking away from him.
"Hey, wait!" He hurried to catch up to her.
"Why should I wait? No point, it was useless, I knew it." he heard her mutter. "Should have never told him. I was stupid to think it would ever happen. " He had enough right there.
"Look at me." he said as he grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Before she had a chance to retaliate, his lips covered hers in a soft kiss. She was still for a moment before she relaxed into the kiss. Her eyes closed and she wrapped her arms around his neck while his went instinctively around her waist. Her soft lips molded to his, and everywhere their skin touched there was an indescribable heat. She buried her hands in his hair and sighed, opening her mouth when he swept his tongue across her lower lip. His tongue dipped into her mouth and stroked hers. He loved her taste, she was sweet, distinctly like s'mores cooked over a campfire. That along with her scent, a gentle combination of lavender, orchid, and a hint of pine, was enough to almost drive him mad. He pulled her body flush with his own, earning him an eager moan from her throat, his hand trailed up her back to wrap around her neck from behind. As they pulled back for air, John rested his forehead against her own and they stood there panting.
"You're not off the hook, ya know." she said simply, a smirk on her lips. John smirked back and was about to answer when an awful noise sounded in his head. He gripped his head and Aidan let out a pained scream as she grappled for her own. Aidan fell to her knees and curled herself in a ball. "What- the fuck- is this?" she asked. The noise sounded like a series of hums, whispers, and screams all at the same time, and he was getting a terrible headache. John reached out and pulled Aidan to his chest, wrapping his arms around her head as she reached up and placed her trembling fingers over his ears. He felt Aidan's body start to convulse and the heat grew around them.
"Shh." he muttered, trying to comfort her, even though he was in as much pain as she was. It felt like someone was taking a knife to his brain and chopping into tiny pieces, but the only thing he wanted to think about, was comforting Aidan. She was whispering something he couldn't understand, but he knew it was directed at him.
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The pain was terrible. She felt it in every part of her mind, and her control was diminishing by the second. Aidan felt John's comforting hands on her, and she felt compelled to comfort him. So she began to say the words of her lullaby..
"Don't you cry, I'm right here with you, feel the darkness running away from here. Don't you cry, I will stay with you nightmare, demons... all end now." She looked up at him and continued. " So close your eyes and you will travel to a magic world where peace reigns forever." his eyes met hers right before he closed them and put his forehead against hers. She took a shuddering breath, and just as suddenly as the pain started, it stopped. She felt John's lips press against hers tentatively and she sighed. "John." she said as he pulled back and ran his hands over her face. He kissed her again, letting his lips linger for a moment. She basked in all that is him. He smelled and tasted of perfection. He had a unique scent of sandalwood and smoke, while he tasted like cinnamon and vanilla. He broke apart again and stared into her eyes. "You're addictive." she said simply, holding his cheeks in her hands. He chuckled at her and then made to stand up, pulling her with him.
"As are you, my dear. Now what was that?" he asked. Aidan shrugged.
"I'm as lost as you are, sugar cakes." she joked. They heard the whirring of helicopter blades and looked at each other confusedly, before taking off in the direction the sound came from. Once they reached a clearing, they saw a helicopter in the center, with Magneto and Mystique in it, ready to take off. Aidan looked at John, who looked at her as well before turning back to the helicopter. She saw the look of longing in his eyes. He wanted to go with them. "I don't blame you, Johnny, I want to go with them too." she said softly, though she knew he heard her. Mystique looked up and saw them, and motioned for Magneto to look up as well. Mystique's eyes locked with Aidan's, then Mystique and Magneto shared a look. It was only a moment later that Magneto nodded his head, and motioned for them to climb on. Aidan looked at John, who simply clasped her hand and began walking down the snow covered hill towards the waiting helicopter. Once she was on the helicopter, Aidan chanced one small glance around and she noticed Stryker was chained to a wall, then in the distance she saw a stream of water exploding from a hole in the dam, and she couldn't help the laugh that bubbled out of her throat. John looked at her and she quieted her laugh.
"What's going on?" he asked, when he noticed her grin. She motioned towards the spectacle she so enjoyed and he frowned.
"That, my dear, is Stryker. And he is going to die by at least something I have the ability to control. It's a small accomplishment." she muttered. He had his arm wrapped around her as he held on to a handle above the door with the opposite hand. He nodded and looked back over his shoulder.
"Will you sing the rest of it?" he asked. Aidan looked at him, a small grin on her face.
"I'll sing you to sleep sometime." she replied and extended one hand out in front of them where she conjured a fireball. She let the flame dance across her fingers since it seemed to have a calming affect for both of them. "So, why were you so angry earlier?" she asked and John chuckled.
"Because you interrupted." he answered. Aidan smiled and nodded.
"I understand." she reached up and pecked John softly on the cheek before resting her head against his chest, and continuing to play with the fire.
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