Hello! Again gonna shut up cause this speaks for itself. translations are Suka=Bitch in polish. and as always Enjoy! P.s. Love the reviews and all the readers! Enjoy!

Two men walked into the bar, a gentlemen's club actually, one in a dark suit with the look of someone who was ready to murder an incalculable number of people; the other, wearing a classy turtle neck and leather jacket, looked like he already had. They were escorted to a small table in the far back of the club's stage floor by a waitress wearing…well, not wearing much. They both sat, the one in the suit ordering something for the both of them.

As the waitress sauntered off they took in their surroundings, looking around at the various clientele and girls. Erik was watching the woman rubbing herself all over a pole on the stage in barely conceled distaste

"I can't believe they brought her here. What were they thinking?" He whispered to Charles who was watching the girl with a hard look on his face.

"They were thinking we wouldn't be able to find them so quickly." He said leaning over to catch a scantily clad waitress by the arm. "Excuse me? When is Angel performing? We've heard so much about her and we want to make sure we haven't missed it."

"She's up next, Sir. But I'm sure I could make you much more comfortable then she would." The young girl said with a flirtatious smile at the handsome telepath.

"No thank you dear…" Charles said sitting back in his seat glowering at the stage. Erik raised an eyebrow at the man before another waitress brought them their drinks. He tipped the girl generously before sinking into his own thoughts of the previous night.

As soon as Charles had gotten a bead on where they had taken Lily the two had hurried to the airport, taking Charles' private jet to London, where they'd met a driver who took them to a five-star hotel in the heart of the city. Erik was pleasantly surprised at the large bedroom, living room, and small kitchen, the suite apparently came with.

"Where was this when we were out looking for everyone?" He'd asked Charles who was pulling out a couple of suits from the large closet in the bedroom.

"In my pocketbook. I'm sick of the CIA. And please don't say anything to Raven…if she knew about this I'd never hear the end of it about Oxford." Charles had said as he pulled on a new dark suit.

"Whatever you say, cheapskate." Erik had replied with a smile.

"Earth to Erik!" Charles said snapping Erik out of his reverie. "She's coming out."

Angel sashayed out to the pole in the middle of the stage and swung around a few times. Charles placed a finger to his temple and sent a trailing thought out to the young girl.

'Angel.'

She immediately fell to the floor in a heap before looking out into the audience. Charles arched an eyebrow and saluted her with his drink as she spotted him and Erik in the far back.

"Showtime." Erik said to Charles as she ran off stage. They both moved to the stairs going down to the lower floor, Charles easily tricking the bodyguard into letting them beyond the red rope. Once down, they threaded their way through the mass of scantily clad women and business suited men to a small door behind the bar. Charles kept a look out while Erik used his power to unlock the door and force his way inside. After a moment Charles followed, the door barely clicking behind him.

They entered a small study with an ornate desk and lamp in the middle of the room. Decorative swords and medival looking torture instruments hung from the walls as they made their way to the double doors across the room. Charles put his hand on one doorknob, Erik's on the other, and, with a look at each other, pushed the door open.

"My, my, my, a double door entry. How quaint." Emma Frost said from a throne-like chair in the middle of the room. She was flanked by Riptide and Angel, the former looking dangerous, the latter terrified. Azazel was standing off to the side leaning against a large chair.

"We've come for our child." Charles said in a dangerously quiet voice.

"I see that…but the question is…will you want her?" Emma asked raising an eyebrow as she tossed something to Charles. Erik reached out a hand and it zoomed into his grasp. He turned it over and saw it was a child sized heart and star sliver braclet.

"What have you done to her?" He growled causing Angel to visably flinch. Emma smiled and nodded to Azazel who vanished with a 'Crack!', only to reappear with a limp Lily in his arms.

"Lily!" Charles said taking a step toward her.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Emma said holding up a finger. "If you make one move towards her Azazel poofs to Antarctica and leaves her there."

Charles moved back to his previous postion and simply glowered, while Erik's eyes grew darker as they looked at the blonde. Lily stirred in Azazel's arms and he almost dropped her as she pushed herself up. Erik and Charles both took a deep inhalation of air as the large purple bruise, running from her left temple down the side of her face, was illuminated.

"You…" Erik began.

"No! Don't! Lily's awake!" Charles said putting a hand on Erik's shoulder.

"How sweet. Wanting to spare her sweet young ears from rough language? I think you may have failed as a parent Charles Xavier." Emma said cruelly.

"Suka!" Lily shrieked before holding her head in her hands.

Erik's eyes went wide and he couldn't stop a laugh from bubbling out of his tense frame. Charles looked at him in confusion a moment before Erik bent over to whisper in his ear.

"Lily!" He said in a scolding tone before Erik hushed him.

"That one is my fault I'm afraid. Although I certainly never said it in front of her." Erik said smiling at his young daughter.

"I see…Was it also you who taught her, her manners? They are equally atrocious." She replied with a sneer.

"Manners aren't for kidnappers…they're for company." Charles said with a small smile at Lily before turning serious again. "Give her back."

"Oh I don't think so. You see she's part of my master plan…we need her." Emma said looking like a cat with all the cream in the pantry.

"Your plan for world domiation?" Charles asked.

"No, mutant domiation. Erik understands, don't you Erik?"

"Yes, but Lily is off limits…she's not going to be a part of any war. Human or mutant." Erik said dangerously.

"How about personal?" Emma said pulling out a folded piece of paper.

"What's that?" Charles asked looking at it in confusion.

"It's a piece of paper." She said smiling.

"We can see that. What's on it?" Erik asked rolling his eyes.

"A secret…a deadly dangerous secret."

"Which you're going to tell us?…" Charles asked raising an eyebrow. Emma simply smiled and threw the paper to Charles, who opened it and read what was there, his eyes growing wider as his face went paler and paler.

"What is it?" Erik asked after a minute. Charles simply stared at him before looking at Frost with a look of horror on his face.

"It's not true…you faked it." He gasped out.

"Read my mind. I can assure you it's not." She said widening her smile. Charles looked from the paper to Lily to Erik and back again.

"What is it, Charles? It's not like it says you're her biological father…" Erik said with a snort. "Does it?"

"What?" Charles said, snapping from his shock and blushing furiously. "N-no! Julia's…just a friend…I'd never…"

Erik raised an eyebrow at the brown-haired telepath.

"Ok! It was one time! Before I met you…it was her eighteenth birthday! Lily's too old." Charles said in slight confusion.

"Ok, so not you…Me?" Erik asked. Charles looked at the man in shock and disgust.

"What? I'm no saint…" He said shrugging his shoulders.

"Erik…Julia was fifteen when Lily was born." Charles said as Erik's face took on a look of extreme disgust.

"No she isn't mine…what's the paper say?" Erik asked again reaching for it. Charles took a step back from the bigger man and held it out of reach. Erik looked at him in confusion before putting his hand down.

"Charles, what…?"

"As much as I am loving this, we really have a schedule to keep. Charles tell him…or I will." Emma said looking at her watch.

"No." Charles said looking at Emma with anger on his face. She simply sighed and snapped her fingers signaling Azazel to place Lily on the ground. The little girl looked around for a moment before running to her parents. Erik scooped the small child up and placed her on his hip as he turned to go.

"Come on Charles, let's go." He said. Charles simply looked at him with apperhension, eyes darting Erik to Emma.

"We…we can't…not yet." He said stepping towards the two hesitantly.

"Charles, you're not going to suddenly turn hellfire club on me are you? Even if you would look good in the…" Erik glanced at Emma and Angel. "Uniform."

"Tell him, Xavier." Emma purred.

"Erik let me hold Lily." Charles said holding out his arms. Erik looked at him in confusion and didn't let her go.

"No. Let's go. We have who we came for…" He said holding Lily tightly. Charles looked at Emma one last time before taking a deep breath and handing the paper to Erik.

"Yes…" Emma hissed softly and Angel's eyes glistened with unshed tears. Erik read and reread the paper as he let Lily slowly slide down to the floor.

"Vati!" She said holding up her arms to him. "Vati, you let me slip!"

"Erik, this doesn't change anything…it doesn't matter at all…Erik?" Charles said trying to hide the hint of panic in his voice as he watched the other man's, the more dangerous man's, face grow darker and darker as his eyes flew over the page. Finally his eyes snapped down to Lily, who held her arms up to him, then over to Charles, who pleaded with him using his eyes, before finally resting on Emma, who smiled a triumphant smile. Erik threw the paper to the ground and walked out of the room, not looking back.

The paper fluttered to the floor, amid Emma's victorious laughter, face up to reaveal it's contents:

PATERNITY TEST

CHILD: LILY

MOTHER: JULIA VANDERHOUSEN

FATHER: SEBASTIAN SHAW