AN: I'm back! I know it has been a very long time since I updated this story and I'm sorry for that. I was suffering from the worst writer's block ever. Anyways, enjoy this chapter! And I know Charles was supposed to be in the wheel chair last chapter, but I switched it up.
"We should really get going," I muttered against Charles' lips, but despite my words, I ran my fingers up his spine and deepened the kiss, "We've been in here too long,"
"No. Stay," Charles protested punctuating each worth with a kiss, "Stay...we still have..."
"You've got nothing," I said with a laugh, my lips still pressed against his own.
"I got nothing," He stated, just before he slipped his tongue between my lips earning a low groan from me in return.
He grasped my waist and started moving us towards the bed, but I pulled back slightly, our pelvises still pressed against each other, my hands on his chest.
"No! We move to that bed and we both know we'll never leave,"
"You're right," Charles paused in mid step, while attaching his lips to the base of my neck.
"We have to go," I sighed in pleasure, my fingers tugging gently at his hair, pulling him away from my neck, before he can protest I pressed my lips against his, "One last kiss,"
"Last kiss," He agreed, moaning softly when I tugged gently on his ear as I bit lightly on his top lip.
"One," I promised, but despite my words I arched my body into his, as he grabbed my ass hoisting me up slightly, "Charles,"
"Shh," He said softly, as he took a step forward and pushed me gently against the bedroom door.
Despite my protests, I raised my legs wrapping them around his waist, so now our bodies are pressed against each other, "We need to go,"
"Yes," Charles agreed as he moved his lips to my neck sucking lightly at the junction below my ear, "Yes,"
"Charles," I moaned softly my fingers clawing at the shirt on his back as I rocked my hips into his earning a deep groan in response.
Charles pulled way from my neck to kiss me deeply, but he groaned when I tightened my legs around him, my fingers moving to the edge of his shirt.
"You should..." Charles started.
"One...more," I gasped against his lips as he pressed me more firmly against the door.
Charles and I walked downstairs where Hank and Logan were waiting in the foyer. As we reached the last stair Charles fell to the ground in pain.
"What just happened?" Logan asked, as he and Hank helped him up.
"Come on," Hank said, lifting Charles up so he was sitting on a bench connected to a wall.
"Can he walk?" Logan asked.
"He needs his treatment," Hank replied.
"Hank, I can hear them," Charles panicked.
"I know, it's okay," Hank assured him.
"Can you make it stop?" Charles begged.
"I'll get them," Hank before rushing up the stairs, as Charles struggled it appeared he was in deep pain.
"Hey, hey!" Logan tried, as Charles squeezed his eyes shut and covered his ears with his hands in an attempt to block out everything. "Pull yourself together. This isn't over yet,"
"You don't believe that," Charles said with a hand to his head.
"How do you know that?" I questioned.
"The serum kept my powers in hibernation," he reminded. "The longer I go without it, the faster this-" He pointed to his head. "Comes back...They all come back...!" he cried, trying to shut everyone out again.
"Look, we're still here, Adele and I, and she's still out there," Logan started, as Charles partly removed his jacket off his arm then rolled up his shirt sleeve. "We need your help Charles, not like this, we need you,"
"He's right, we can't find Raven, not without your powers," I said crossing my arms as Hank came back with the drugs.
"I added a little extra because you missed a dose," Hank said, handing him one of the needles.
Charles took it breathing heavily as he stared at the tip where a bit of the liquid was beaded.
"Charles," Logan said, causing his eyes to snap over to them.
"Please," I said softly, my eyes completely un-guarded.
Charles put the needle to his wrist and struggled to press the plunger down, but as he looked from Logan's and mine pleading gazes then back to the needle before he let out a heavy breath and put the syringe down and wiped his face and he looked up to Hank.
"Hank, do me a favor and help me to my study," Charles said.
"Come on, I got you," Hank said, as he helped him up and into the study with Logan and I following. We walked over to a closet door and opening it revealed the wheelchair.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Absolutely not," Charles replied.
"When was the last time you were down here?" Logan asked as we walked down the X-Men basement.
"The last time we went looking for students," Hank answered.
"A lifetime ago," Charles added, as we stopped before the doors of Cerebro which scanned Charles with an illuminated X.
"Welcome Professor,"
The doors opened allowing us into the round room. We walked over to the controls which were covered in dust.
"Raven was wounded so she won't be moving fast," Hank stated, as he turned on Cerebro.
Charles took the helmet blowing the dust off of it before placing it on his head.
"These are muscles I haven't stretched in a long time," Charles warned, as the helmet lit up and he gasped.
The room was filled with red and white lights that made up forms of different people all of them shouting indistinctly. There was weeping and crying, and I looked around at all the people in agony.
The lights started to spin out of control, "Charles!" Logan called out, as Charles screamed and the lights flickered on and off and the machine's dials exploded.
Charles threw the helmet off breathing heavily.
"Charles!" Hank called, placing a hand on his back. "Charles, it's alright... I'll go check the generator," Hank said and left.
"It's not the machinery is it?" I asked.
He shook his head. "I can't do this. My mind..."
"Yes, you can," Logan argued.
"It won't take it," Charles stammered out.
"You're just a little rusty," Logan pushed.
"You don't understand it's not a question of being rusty, I can't flip the switches I can turn the knobs but the power comes from here, it comes from..." Charles hovered his hand over his chest. "And it's broken. I feel like one of my students. Helpless,"
Charles turned around to face Logan and I, "It was a mistake coming down here, it was a mistake freeing Erik, this whole thing was a bloody mistake! I'm sorry but they sent back the wrong person," Charles wheeled down towards the door.
"You're right," Logan said, stopping Charles and causing him to turn back to us. "I am,"
Logan began making his way to Charles, "Actually it was supposed to be you, but I was the only one who could physically make the trip. I don't know how long I've got here. But I do know that a long time actually a long time from now, I was your most helpless student and you unlocked my mind. You showed me what I was, you showed me what I could be. I don't know how to do that for you, you're right I don't. But I know someone who might, look into my mind," Logan told Charles.
"You saw what I did to Cerebro, you don't want me inside your head..." Charles argued.
"There's no damage you can do that hasn't already been done, trust me," Logan smirked a little. "Come on,"
Charles placed his fingers on the side of Logan's head and I looked into Charles' mind to see what he's seeing.
"You poor, poor man" Charles told Logan, I winced as I felt Logan's past pain.
"Look past me," Logan demanded.
"No I don't want your suffering I don't want your future!" Charles he shouted, his eyes watering.
"Look past my future, look for your future. That's it...That's it," Logan ordered.
Charles face went slack as he came into the future and face to face with his future self, and I give him the courtesy of not watching. I waited and I stood there silently. Slowly, Charles'eyes came back into focus as he leaned back into his chair.
"Find what you were looking for?" I asked, as I folded my arms.
Charles looked at me then back at Logan.
"Powers back on," Hank announced as he walked back over to us.
"Yes, yes it is," Charles goes back over to Cerebro and tries to find Raven again. This time succeeding.
Charles once again returned to the controls placing the helmet once again on his head and this time it worked. Charles used Cerebro to speak through various people to Raven trying to convince her to come home, but to no avail.
"Raven stop, stop running...Back at the house where you should be, I need you to come home...If you kill Trask you'll be creating countless more just like him...Those are Erik's words not yours...The girl I grew up with wasn't capable of killing, she was good, fair, full of compassion..." Charles said.
"Shut her down Charles, get into her head," Logan said.
"She's not letting me in. I'm barely holding on. I'm not strong enough yet." Charles gasped out.
"Come on Charles, I know you can do this," I whispered in his ear.
Charles began focusing on Raven again, "I know what Trask had done, but killing him will not bring them back, it will set you on a path from which there is no return, an endless cycle of killing. Us and them until there is nothing left, but we can stop it right now you and I. You just have to come home,"
Charles sadly removed his helmet.
"Where is she?" Logan asked.
"She's in an airport boarding a plane," Charles replied sadly.
"A plane to where?" I asked.
"A plane to Washington DC," Charles answered.
"Guys there's something I need to show you," Hank said.
AN: Hoped you like it! As you can see Adele is slowly turning back to her old self. Sorry if there were any spelling or grammar mistakes.
