Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, but I hope this chapter is worth it! Lots of big things happening, and with Emma and Steve's wedding drawing closer there is bound to be more drama. Please enjoy and share any thoughts you have! Thanks!

P.S. A special thanks to KarToon12 for the idea of involving the X-Men characters in this fic, and to aurora1712 her feedback as well!


"And who are you?" Emma asked, her voice none to pleasant as she was not fond of intruders in her home.

"I am Professor Xavier. I run a school for those who are gifted with special abilities" the Professor replied.

Lucy and Emma exchanged looks. Lucy knew about Emma's abilities but they had more of a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy regarding the details.

Emma studied the Professor; he was dressed sharp in a suit and tie, his bald head shining slightly under her kitchen lights. His face bore sophisticated and smiling features. He seemed nice enough, but there was no reason for her to start attending school, she was already a part of SHIELD.

"I am not here for you, Miss Emma" Professor Xavier said, reading Emma's thoughts, "I'm here to speak with Lucy"


Steve Rogers walked into Nick Fury's office, wondering what could cause Fury to pull him in so late. Fury looked up as Steve entered and gestured for him to sit. Steve complied and sat in one of the sturdy black chairs positioned in front of Fury's desk.

"Rogers," Fury began, sighing as he pushed himself back in his chair, "how're you holding up?"

"Fine sir" Steve replied, still confused as to why he was here.

"Look, let's get right to the point. We have a lead" Fury said, hesitating.

Steve waited for the Director to speak, and when he didn't Steve felt nervousness creep into his mind.

"A lead on what, sir?" Steve asked.

"Peggy Carter" Fury replied, meeting Steve's gaze with something that looked like pity in his gaze


"I thought it best to have this conversation when both of you were present." The professor continued.

"And what exactly is this conversation about?" Lucy asked, anger coloring her words.

"Many things, but the most importantly that Emma is not the only child that Avery Milton passed her gift along to."

Lucy blinked, an incredulous look on her face, "You mean…I'm like Emma?" Lucy asked, her voice thick with emotion.

Emma glanced at Lucy in irritation, was that it so bad to be like her? But she kept her thoughts to herself and waited for Professor Xavier to explain.

"Yes and no. You are similar to your sister in the fact that you two share a special ability that not everyone else does. You are different from her in the fact that Emma has embraced her gift while yours has remained dormant. It is very much like a recessive and dominant trait in your genetic code" he said, his British voice sounding calm and tranquil.

"So you're saying I'm a mutant?" Lucy asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. Emma almost laughed; whenever Lucy made her 'thinking face', as Emma called it, she tended to look a bit like an irritated pug and Emma always made fun of her for it.

Remembering this made Emma find her voice and she said, "And why are you coming to us now?"

The Professor sighed and maneuvered his chair over to Emma's dining room table.

"Please ladies, have a seat" the Professor said.

They obeyed and the professor turned to Lucy, "Essentially, yes Lucy, you are a mutant, but you mustn't think of your gifts as something to be shunned. At the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning we can teach you how to harness and manage your powers. Before now you haven't had the sense of responsibility that you gain from seeing your sister's life blossom the way it had. And now what I ask is that you come study at my school"

Emma looked at Lucy, and lowered her voice as she said "Well you are done with college now and this could help you. Didn't you tell me that you have been feeling off lately?"

Lucy looked at her with wide blue eyes, "Yeah, I guess. But Em, could I really have…special powers like you?"

Emma look Lucy's hand in hers and replied, "It couldn't hurt to find out"

Lucy was quiet for a moment and Emma knew she was going to say yes. But the next words out of Lucy's mouth surprised Emma.

"May I think about it Professor?"

Professor Xavier smiled, "Of course, you may have just over two weeks. I will be back for you answer on July 10th, your sister's wedding day"


Many miles away, in an old abandoned textile mill, Schmidt slowly paced back and forth in his office, awaiting word from his assistant, Dr. Kraus. After the incident with the cube Schmidt had thought all was lost. But then a thought had struck him; what was the honorable Captain's Achilles' heel?

Love. Petty emotions. That was his weakness. The Captain would go to any length to protect and defend those that he loved. And Schmidt knew just how to corrupt that weakness. With the brilliant, though mousey, Dr. Kraus Schmidt could make his idea a reality.

At that moment Dr. Kraus knocked on Schmidt's door and poked his head in. "Sir, she is back" Dr. Kraus said.

"Good," Schmidt said turning to the scientist and ignoring Kraus's flinch as Schmidt's face came into the light. "Bring her to me" Schmidt said.

Dr. Kraus nodded and scurried off to return shortly, a dark-haired, beautiful woman trailing behind him. They entered and Kraus left, leaving Schmidt and the woman alone.

"Miss Carter, I trust everything went as planned" Schmidt asked.

"Yes. The SHIELD agents spotted me almost immediately. There's no way that Fury will not hear of it" she replied, meeting Schmidt's gaze unflinchingly.

"Excellent", he replied. Schmidt's mouth twisted upwards in a smirk; yes this was all going just as he'd planned. Schmidt had told Dr. Kraus to create a copy, a clone of sorts, of Peggy Carter using her DNA to lure Steve to him.

There was a difference though. This Peggy Carter was strangely devoid of emotion. And she would not live long, a few weeks' tops. But that would be enough time to get Steve to come after this Peggy, and when Steve showed up to save the 'damsel in distress' Schmidt would crush him.

However, this new Peggy Carter turned out to be a very good actress; she could cry real tears and show a spectrum of emotions that most humans didn't unlock in their entire lifetimes.

Schmidt surveyed her, studying her shapely curves and elegant figure, her plump red lips and perfectly coifed hair. Her large brown eyes stared up at him with no emotion in their depths.

She wasn't much, but she just might be enough to cause Captain America's downfall.


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