Magda stared at the picture taken of her son after he had first come back
to live with her. The boy held a sturdy glare with out any trace of warmth.
It had taken the first few months to even get him to hold a conversation
with her.
She had gotten Xavier's help to get her son back. She had been terrified the entire time that Eric would take him so far she would never find him or that he would come back for Wanda. It had taken two weeks to get everything together. It had taken twice as long to even convince Xavier to get involved. He wouldn't do it till he was absolutely convinced that Pietro was in danger.
She had waited at home anxiously by the phone anticipating the call. It had been the hardest hours she had faced. She had been constantly worried they were going to call and say her worst fears had come true. That she would never see her son again Erik had taken her son and vanished. Finally when they called she picked up the phone worriedly.
"Hello?"
"Magda we have the child." The professor told her
"Oh thank god!" she said feeling the stinging tears begin
"There are some things we need to discuss."
"I am on my way."
"I don't think that."
She cut him off before he could finish by hanging up the phone. She had been deprived so long of her child. She had not seen his angelic face for five years. Magda did not care what anyone said nothing was keeping her form going to him. She grabbed her daughter who had fallen asleep on the couch. She rushed out the door grabbing her keys and coat all at once. The frantic mother was so driven by adrenaline for it to enter her mind once that Pietro would not be overjoyed to see her. As soon as she saw Charles she bombarded him.
"Where is he? I need to see him."
"That is what I was going to say. I strongly believe tomorrow would be a better time. He was so badly upset we had to sedate him." Charles told her sympathtically
"Does he seem that bad?"
"You have to understand that this is not the same child you left. He has been raised by Magneto for five years now. He has probably twisted the child with all sorts of lies and half truths."
Magda gave a sigh. The tears she had tried to repress began to flow down her cheeks openly. "Can I see him please?"
"I suppose so. He is asleep though."
"That's fine. I just need to see his face."
Charles gave her a sympathetic glance. She began to follow him but was interrupted by Wanda.
"I want to see him to!!!"
In her haste she had even forgotten her daughter was there. "Sweetie I don't think that is such a good idea. Tomorrow we will spend the whole day together. I promise."
"Ok" Her daughter, said dejected
She resumed following the professor. Her heart pounding so hard as she could swear she heard it. They went through the heavy wooden doors and walked for what felt like eternity to her. Finally they stopped at a door at the end of the hall.
"Here you are I will give you time alone with him."
"Thank you" She turned the knobbed suddenly the door seemed as if it weighed a hundred pounds. When she entered the room she saw her little boy.
She walked over to be closer to him and stroked his face. She saw how much he had grown and pure anger for her former husband raged in her.
"So many years. You are so big now I can never get those years back!" she told the sleeping child "I don't know anything about you."
She watched him sleep the whole night not once leaving his side. She remembered him calling out in his sleep repeatedly from nightmares.
"I hate you Magneto" She said bitterly to herself recalling the past "This is all your fault!" She placed the photo down attempting to recall happier memories but for some reason all she could gather were the bad ones.
She had gotten Xavier's help to get her son back. She had been terrified the entire time that Eric would take him so far she would never find him or that he would come back for Wanda. It had taken two weeks to get everything together. It had taken twice as long to even convince Xavier to get involved. He wouldn't do it till he was absolutely convinced that Pietro was in danger.
She had waited at home anxiously by the phone anticipating the call. It had been the hardest hours she had faced. She had been constantly worried they were going to call and say her worst fears had come true. That she would never see her son again Erik had taken her son and vanished. Finally when they called she picked up the phone worriedly.
"Hello?"
"Magda we have the child." The professor told her
"Oh thank god!" she said feeling the stinging tears begin
"There are some things we need to discuss."
"I am on my way."
"I don't think that."
She cut him off before he could finish by hanging up the phone. She had been deprived so long of her child. She had not seen his angelic face for five years. Magda did not care what anyone said nothing was keeping her form going to him. She grabbed her daughter who had fallen asleep on the couch. She rushed out the door grabbing her keys and coat all at once. The frantic mother was so driven by adrenaline for it to enter her mind once that Pietro would not be overjoyed to see her. As soon as she saw Charles she bombarded him.
"Where is he? I need to see him."
"That is what I was going to say. I strongly believe tomorrow would be a better time. He was so badly upset we had to sedate him." Charles told her sympathtically
"Does he seem that bad?"
"You have to understand that this is not the same child you left. He has been raised by Magneto for five years now. He has probably twisted the child with all sorts of lies and half truths."
Magda gave a sigh. The tears she had tried to repress began to flow down her cheeks openly. "Can I see him please?"
"I suppose so. He is asleep though."
"That's fine. I just need to see his face."
Charles gave her a sympathetic glance. She began to follow him but was interrupted by Wanda.
"I want to see him to!!!"
In her haste she had even forgotten her daughter was there. "Sweetie I don't think that is such a good idea. Tomorrow we will spend the whole day together. I promise."
"Ok" Her daughter, said dejected
She resumed following the professor. Her heart pounding so hard as she could swear she heard it. They went through the heavy wooden doors and walked for what felt like eternity to her. Finally they stopped at a door at the end of the hall.
"Here you are I will give you time alone with him."
"Thank you" She turned the knobbed suddenly the door seemed as if it weighed a hundred pounds. When she entered the room she saw her little boy.
She walked over to be closer to him and stroked his face. She saw how much he had grown and pure anger for her former husband raged in her.
"So many years. You are so big now I can never get those years back!" she told the sleeping child "I don't know anything about you."
She watched him sleep the whole night not once leaving his side. She remembered him calling out in his sleep repeatedly from nightmares.
"I hate you Magneto" She said bitterly to herself recalling the past "This is all your fault!" She placed the photo down attempting to recall happier memories but for some reason all she could gather were the bad ones.