Chapter 6

That night Bella returned home after being dropped off by Charles, unable to get the ridiculous smile off her face at the fact that she'd made out with the handsome Professor.

She could hardly believe that he liked her just as she did him. It was almost too good to be true. There was no doubt that she did stop to question what someone as kind hearted and charming as him saw in a damaged girl like her. Whatever it was Bella just hoped it was something of worthy because she really didn't want to let Charles down.

"Bella run! Take your brother and go!"

"Remember that Daddy loves you"

BAAAAAAAANG!

"Mommy! Daddy!"

"It's all your fault"

"It shouldn't have been them it should have been you"

"I hate you"

"You're a freak!"

"I never wanna see you again"

"Chris please don't leave me"

"Your all I have"

"Chris!"

"Bella…"

"Chris!"

"Bella wake up!"

"CHRIS!" screamed Bella jumping herself awake in a panic.

"Bella it's alright, I've got you"

Spoke a voice startling Bella as she felt a pair of hands gently take hold of her arms bringing her to attention, and to her surprise she saw the face of her lover staring back at her with a concerned expression.

"Charles?" she panted trying to catch her breath from the horrible nightmare she'd just had, having took notice that she was full of a cold sweat.

"It's me. Your okay now, it was just a dream" Charles softly assured her.

"What are you doing here? How did you get in?" Bella asked, blushing at the fact that he was in her bedroom and she was dressed in nothing but a tank top and short shorts.

"I came to pick you up but heard you screaming in your mind so I…may have forced my way in to pull you out the dream" said Charles, awkwardly.

Bella smiling in gratefulness then leaned in to give him a peck on the lips.

"Thank you" she whispered against his lips.

"Your welcome" smiled Charles leaning in for another kiss.

As they pull apart to rest their heads together Bella giggled and bit her lip.

"What?" asked Charles who was gazing into her gorgeous brown eyes.

"Nothing, its just… This is so weird. Having a…boyfriend, its weird, but good weird" Bella paused as Charles waited for her to carry on. "I've never been entirely interested in the whole relationship thing before let alone finding a life long partner, but the second you show up suddenly that's all been turned on its head. I don't believe in fate but I do believe that there is something between us Charles, something that can't be denied no matter how hard I try. I just hope that you know what your doing with this…" she gestured to herself "Because honestly Charles I can't quite come to terms as to why someone as perfect as you would want a messed up broken girl like me."

Leaning back Bella then took his hand in hers and sighed.

"I can't promise you that I won't go after Shaw, but I can give you my word that I won't kill him. I may not be the girl who I once was but the last thing I ever want to do is hurt you" she blew out a breath "That being said…I'm giving you a chance to back out now while you still can, its only fare to you."

Not hesitating Charles shook his head and cupped her cheek with his free hand.

"I'm not going anywhere, Bella. I understand what you've been forced to go through because of Shaw and the scars you bare from it. I don't blame you for wanting revenge against a man who tore apart both the heart of soul of an innocent girl, any person in your position would feel the same. But I have faith that when the time comes you'll do the right thing because believe it or not Bella, there is more to you than you think. When I look at you I don't see a broken girl, I see a woman who that even through all her suffering has clung on to a candle of hope for dear life. I see a woman who is so beautiful both inside and out that even the heavenliest angel could not compare to her. I see a woman who deserves to be cared for as if she were the most precious jewel on this earth.

I want this woman to know that no matter what happens that she isn't alone and that she doesn't have to be afraid of abandonment. There's only one way that this will end and that's if she leaves me, because I won't have the strength to turn my back on her."

Bella now having tears in her eyes gave Charles's hand a gentle squeeze before swooping in for a passionate kiss. How was it he could be so supportive? Without a doubt Charles was unlike any person she'd ever met before. It was like he knew exactly what to say to make her feel better than she'd ever felt in the passed 7 years.

"You really mean that?" Bella asked as she pulled back to look at him.

"I do" Charles nodded.

"Thank you" Bella whispered, smiling as a tear escaped the corner of her eye.

The two then went in for another kiss that lasted much longer this time with tongues battling for dominance as Bella's hand wove itself through Charles's hair, moaning as she felt the Professor's hand slowly slide over her curves and further down until he was caressing her ass. She squeaked in delight as he seemed to have a good feel for a moment, until to her disappointment he suddenly pulled away.

"What?" Bella asked noticing his frown.

"Are you wearing any…?" Charles trailed off gesturing to her shorts, and that's when Bella caught on to what he really meant.

"O…oh…well…er… To be honest, I always did prefer going commando" she blushed, smirking.

Charles gulped feeling himself harden at the fact that she was bare beneath those tiny little shorts of hers, if you could call them that. He was so close to saying 'the hell with it' and taking Bella right here on her bed, however did his best to remind himself that he was a gentleman and his girlfriend deserved nothing less of that.

"My goodness Mr. Xavier, are you blushing?" Bella teased him.

Charles chuckling then kissed her. "You. Are. Completely. And. Utterly. Incorrigible my precious girl" he spoke in between kisses.

Bella giggled, "You know you love it."

"Yes I do, but lets not forget that we have yet to go on our first date" Charles smiled tracing his thumb over her bottom lip, "I wouldn't want to be ungracious by ripping your clothes off and taking you right this moment."

"You wouldn't hear any complaints from me" Bella half joked feeling herself shiver in pleasure at that last part.

"Soon, precious girl. There's no rush" Charles said giving her a soft kiss.

"You really are amazing Charles, you know that?" Bella said being sincere, "We're all lucky to have you."

Charles smiled at this and brought her in for a hug knowing that she didn't just mean the group but also every mutant that walked this earth.

"Thank you Bella" he said.

'I'll never let anything happen to you' he mentally told her.

'Hey, I'm immortal remember. What's the worst that could happen?'

50 Years In The Future - 2013

It was around 12.15 in the afternoon and Charles Xavier once again found himself down in the lab sat gazing at the hyper bariatric chamber that held his beautiful Bella who to this day still looked as if she were in a silent slumber and would at any moment awaken.

But he knew differently...

Bella. His Bella. Oh why did it have to be her? As he went over that day a million times in his head Charles questioned why in gods name she have to be so damn stubborn by sacrificing herself like that, not letting him take the hit instead? But then he already knew the answer… Because it was her, warm hearted stubborn faithful Bella who always put everyone else before herself. She'd laid her life down on the line to save him and it had gotten her killed.

Today marked the anniversary of her death and each member of his family were grieving in their own ways, his students especially who all knew of Bella's story and thought her to be simply amazing. Every year they lit a candle in her honor and laid flowers down under the memorial plaque he'd had made for his love. No one but his family knew that he'd preserved Bella's body in case that there was an actual chance that she'd wake up one day just like he hoped she would.

He craved to see her eyes flutter open and stare at him with those spell bounding brown pools of hers. He wanted to hear her whisper his name in joy as he took her in his arms and breathed in her strawberry scent. He longed to take his angel to bed and swear to never let anything or anyone hurt her again as he made sweet and gentle love to her, over and over again.

He may be 81 years old but while his Bella still looked to be in her 20's Charles himself had also remained the young man he looked to be 50 years ago.

Thanks to Bella's blood he hadn't aged the slightest bit and it was that fact that continued to pain his already broken heart every damned day. What good was immortality when he was forced to live forever without the love of his life by his side?

"I miss you, so much" Charles crackled placing a hand on the glass chamber. "You have no idea how hard all of this has been without you… But I kept my promise. I went on to finding other mutants like us and helped them just as I did you. I took them in as part of our family, which as you can only imagine has grown over time. My only regret is that you're not truly here to see it."

That said Charles swallowed back a lump as he felt his eyes burn from the hot tears that rolled down his cheeks.

"Please, precious girl. Come back to me" he sniffled, "I love you so much Bella. I need you here with me. Please just wake up. P-please."

Unable to keep his strong posture Charles sunk to his knees and leaned his forehead against the glass as he broke down into a fit of sobs over his lost wife.

Author's Note: Dun! Dun! Duuuun! So Bella is dead in the future. Now I know what your thinking… If she's immortal how can she possibly die? Well. That. Is. The question. How can she die? And further more who is responsible for her death? Better get thinking.

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