Erik took her back to the place he was staying at a few miles away, worried why she hadn't opened her eyes yet.

He put her down on the bed now, then hurried into the bathroom and grabbed some towels, going back in and pulled the wet clothes of her, tossing them aside and pulled the covers of the bed onto her, trying to fight that cold away.

Alexia was shivering internally, a fever burning away as he sat down and pulled her into his arms, dabbing at her hot forehead with the damp flannel.

He sighed now, kissing the top of her head-

Just why had she blown herself and that mansion up-?

It was three days until she opened her eyes, but even then she could hardly think straight, the fever still burning through her like wildfire.

"How are you feeling?" Erik asked on the forth day, used to not getting much of a reply. She groaned quietly. "Awful... can I have a hug?"

"You must be feeling ill." he chuckled, sitting down and pulling her into his arms. "I'm so cold..." she muttered now, and Erik sighed, feeling her forehead that was burning as he touched it.

"Hang on-" he said, then pulled the covers up over them both, making her smile a little, closing her eyes. "You heard me calling then?"

"Yes, I did... Lexi, what happened?"

She shook her head now, then she sobbed out a few tears, making him hug her tighter and wonder what the hell had happened.

Later when she was asleep, Erik remembered the file she had, then retrieved it from the table and read Alexia Blackthorn on the cover, then realized what had happened to make her so very angry.

He opened it and read, a groan escaping him as he did so. He understood now-

Shaw had killed Alexia's real parents when she was a little child, then adopted her so he could use her powers.

"I'm sorry sweetie." he sighed now, closing the file. It seemed that they were more connected than they would ever have imagined. Both of their parents had been killed by Shaw...

But how was Alexia feeling about the whole thing?

It was another day or two before she finally started to get better from her intense fever and illness bought on from her exhausting herself from using up all her power, then lying in the freezing rain for hours on end.

Alexia was sat with a cup of tea now, looking worse than she felt.

"And then I just lost it, blowing up the place." she now said, finishing the story of what happened, tears in her eyes. Erik was silent, then hugged her for a second. "It's ok. You're ok... but can you feel your powers?"

"I- I can't..." she sobbed now, burying her face in his chest, holding him tightly. "Shush..." he sighed, rubbing her back soothingly. "I know it's not much, but you've got me."

"Mmhmm." she nodded, closing her eyes against him, feeling safe in his arms. A moment later, Erik looked down and found her fast asleep.

Shaws betrayal had hit her hard. Harder than she was admitting to...

The next week, Erik returned from getting some supplies to find Alexia in the garden with a leaf, trying her utter hardest to make it float, but it just wouldn't.

"I can't do it..." she said now, giving up. Erik sighed, then grinned. "Concentrate, you can do it."

She tried again now, and the leaf twitched, making her smile.

They practiced all day, and by the time evening came around, she had managed to find it again.

"So, what shall we do now?" Alexia asked, in bed with Erik and sat on his chest, kissing him. He sighed now and said. "Well, since-"

"I want Shaw dead, Erik. I want to tear him apart the lying bastard!"

The lamp exploded and they were plunged into darkness, making Alexia sigh and put her head on his shoulder. "I just don't know why he did that to me... he was supposed to be my father."

Erik ran a thumb over her cheek now, then sighed. "I think... he does care for you in a weird way."

"Enough to make me think that he was my true father?"

He sighed now, then flipped them over so he could kiss her neck softly, then go back to her lips and say against them. "You are joining the hunt now?"

Alexia nodded, wrapping her legs around his waist and kissed him back. "Hell yeah."

The next few years flew by so fast that the pair didn't even know about it.

Before long, the pair had turned twenty eight, the year was 1960.

"Go on. One more." Erik smirked now as Alexia went to down her next shot, then she raised an eyebrow, then downed it in one and giggled. "You lose Lensherr."

As they left the bar, she almost tripped over, making Erik sigh in defeat and pick her giggling form up.

When they got back, he dumped her on the bed and chuckled-

She really couldn't handle her alcohol.

"I can see stars." she laughed now, and Erik raised an eyebrow- she really was drunk out her face this time.

For seven years they had both searched for Shaw, but there was nothing. Nothing at all that indicated to where Shaw was.

But also over the years, Alexias hate had grown...

She was changing.

But changing into what?

Next little filler chapter before the next one where things are gonna kick off;D reviews much loved and thanks! x Nic