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To the relief of Anna, Kurt finally leaves the office. She calls Charles Xavier to confirm James's lunch meeting. "Good morning Mr. Xavier, I'm calling to confirm you lunch meeting. :::Charles speaks::: Yes sir, I'll tell him, and he will see you shortly. Thank you."
While Anna is talking to Charles on the phone, a tall dark complexion woman with wavy black hair enters the waiting room. She makes her way towards Anna's desk. She waves to Anna, and Anna acknowledges her with a nod. Anna hangs up the phone, and buzzes James over the intercom.
"Mr. Xavier says that he'll be a little late, but he'll meet you at the café as scheduled."
Anna can hear James sigh in disappointment over the intercom. "Alright, Thank you Anna."
Anna turns to the woman standing at the edge of her desk.
"Hi Karen, I think that you'll be happy with this check."
"Hi Anna, I could so use some money right now."
Anna hands Karen a check, and Karen nearly faints when she sees it.
"Whoa!!!!! This check is for over $2000 dollars!"
"Oh..... well, I can cut you another one if it's too much?"
"N-No, this is fine." Karen says clutching the check as if her life depended on it.
The door to James's office swings open, and James come trudging out of his office with his head wrapped with bandages.
Karen looks at James quizzically. "What happened James?"
"Contract renegotiation." Anna says with a smirk.
"Oh..... Ki....."
"No, this I did to myself." James says as he makes the slow walk out the door to his meeting.
Karen folds up the check, and sticks it into her pocket. "See ya around Squid."
James looks over at Anna, puzzled. "Did she just call you Squid?????""Errr.....uh.....Yeah, that's what the girls at the secretary pool call me."
"Why?"
"Ummmm.....Uh.....You see a.....Yeah, the girls call me that to make fun of me because I always order Calamari when we go out to lunch." Anna tries to hide her guilt. "So uh.....You want me to give you a call to get you out of the meeting?"
"YES, give me ten minutes to get him to sign, then call my cell." That said, James slowly walks out of the waiting room. James leaves the office, closing the door behind him. As soon as they hear the sound of the tumblers in the lock click into place, the two women break into a fit of giggles. Once the laughter dies down, Karen turns and leaves the waiting room to return to the secretary pool.
Anna reaches into her rubbish pail and grabs the brown paper bag with her lunch in it. She begins pulling out her lunch from the lunch sack, and is about to take a bite out of her sandwich, when her phone rings. She looks at the caller I.D., and recognizes that the number belongs to the editor for the National Inquirer. Anna puts down her sandwich, and answers the phone.
"Well it's about time that you called. This is not the way to conduct business!"
"I apologize, my secretary didn't know that it was you."
"Whatever! So, this a standard deal.....As a matter of fact, No, I'm upping price to compensate me for the inconvenience."
"You're crazy! No piece of gossip is worth that much!"
"Fine, then I'll just take my business to The Globe....."
"Alright, I'll pay you what you want. You really are a Shark when it comes to negotiating. Remind me to never to sit across from you on the negotiation table."
"Don't you forget it! I'll expect payment to be deposited into my account with in the hour. When I have confirmation of the deposit, someone from my office will fax you the details of the story."
"Do I at least get to know what I'm paying for?"
"Have I ever given you a story before I got paid? Don't worry, this story is worth it." Anna hangs up the phone, and is about to eat her lunch when the phone rings again. She glares at the phone annoyingly. Anna checks the Caller I.D., but doesn't recognize the number. Anna huffs, as she puts down her sandwich. She reaches over and picks up the receiver.
"Hello," Anna sinks into her seat when she hears who it is. "What do you want Kurt!"
"Hey Hot Stuff!"
At a nearby café, Charles walks (Yes in my AU, he can walk) into a, open air café. He sees James sitting at a table shaded by an umbrella, reading a menu. He strolls over to the table for his lunch meeting with James.
"Good afternoon James"
James looks up from his menu, "Hello Charles." Charles is taken by surprise by the sight of James's head wrapped up with gauze.
"Errr, What happened?"
"I cut my self shaving!" James says sarcastically.
"Did Kit....."
"No, not this time.....Although I did get a very interesting phone call from her about an hour ago."
"What was it this time?"
"Who knows with that girl? As long as I don't end up in the hospital again, I don't really care."
"I'm surprised that you didn't fire her after your second testicular retrieval operation." Charles says as he takes a seat at the table.
"Would you fire her?"
"Do I look suicidal?" Charles says with a smirk. "How did that operation go by the way? Is there much scaring?" Charles says from behind a menu.
James winces at the memory of it, although the second operation wasn't as painful as the first. "I'd rather not talk about it now.....or ever again for that matter."
Charles grins at James's discomfort. He always took a perverse pleasure in seeing James suffering at the hands of Kitty. He inwardly grins as a waiter approaches the table.
"Greetings gentlemen, are you ready to order?"
Charles looks up from his menu. "Yes, I'll have a, order of the organic greens. They are locally grown right? Eh, never mind, but can I get it without the cheese, and can you have the dressing made fresh please? I don't like it when the vinaigrette sits for too long, and you never really know how long it's been sitting in a bottle in their cooler. Aaaaand can I get poached chicken instead of the grilled. Oh and please make sure that they use an all vegetable base court bouillon. No meat base.....On second thought make that steamed seasoned very lightly with herbs and sea salt, preferably with Hawaiian alae salt. And tell Jean Luc not to use that fake stuff made with the colored clay this time."
James sits, and stares with a raised eyebrow at Charles. "Errr, I'll just have the soup of the day, and a house salad."
Charles hands his menu to the waiter, then directs his attention to James. "Okay, I realize that you've already had a long day, so I'm going to get to the point."
Back in the office, Anna tries to fend off Kurt's telephonic advances.
"What do you want, I told you not to call me here!"
"Well, you wouldn't give me your private number, so how else am I supposed to get a hold of you?"
"What do you know? That's exactly the point!"
"Come on Anna, give me a chance."
"No, I'm not interested Kurt!"
"Why not? You hardly know me. At least get to know me before you write me off."
"No Kurt, now please stop pursuing me." Anna quips as she hangs up the phone.
Anna picks up her sandwich, and is about to take a bite when she looks at the clock on her desk.
"Oh Shit, I'm late!"
Anna picks up the receiver, and hits James's cell on the speed dial. She waits anxiously for the call to be put through.
James begins to feel his temples begin to throb. He swears that if he didn't have a bandage on his head, they would grow and grow until they finally exploded. Something that he would gratefully prefer, instead of having to continue with the rest of the day.
"Alright Charles, what can I do for you?"
"I feel that my role in the show is slipping. I'm Professor X. I AM the Institute, and there would be no Institute with out me. Another thing is that I started out as the highest paid cast member on the show, and now I'm the second behind Logan."
"Well, actually third now, and I wonder what his snotty, health conscience, body sculpting, narcissistic ass will do when they kill his character in the first episode of the season to begin the Age of Apocalypse storyline." James thinks to himself while Charles rambles on.
"James.....JAMES!!!!! Are you paying attention to me?
"Whoa! Errrr sorry, you were saying?"
"Well, Why can't you make Professor X's character more physical? I did some research, and in the comics, he wasn't paralyzed, both his legs were crushed in an accident. So there would be no reason that the writers couldn't whip something up. I mean I do my own stunts," Charles stands up, and does a back flip into a handstand. He then proceeds to do handstand pushups before returning to his seat. "and it would give me an opportunity show off some of my physical prowess."
"Yes, we are fully aware of your physical abilities, and I will see what the writers can come up with. You are right about the Professor's legs, and as you know, we played around with the Professor walking around in a few scenes last season. The fans didn't really have much of a problem with it. It was in some ways the highlight of a few of the episodes.
"Great, and tell them to try and work in a few scenes of me working out." Charles lifts up his shirt. "I mean check out these abs. I wash my clothes on these when I take a bath."
James sits in his seat, contemplating homicide while listening to Charles. James ponders taking a syringe and sucking some of the fat out of Charles' head, then injecting it into his ass when his phone rings. He answers the phone on the first ring.
James turns and whispers into his phone. Not that Charles would have noticed. He was too busy talking about how excellent his glutes looked on camera, and that they should highlight them more on the show. "Hello, James speaking. What the hell kept you? You were supposed to call me a half hour ago!"
"Sorry, but Kurt called the office, and I couldn't get him off of the line."
"Well, it's about time! I'm dy'n here listening to this guy..... He never stops talking about his body!"
Charles stands up and starts flexing his butt cheeks. "Here, Feel them. Go ahead, feel how firm they are."
James doesn't pay attention to Charles. He reaches out, and grabs Charles's ass while still talking to Anna on his phone. "Yeah well, I'm getting the hell out of here. I'm coming back to the office......Okay bye."
James hangs up his phone, and turns to face Charles. It is then that he realizes that that his hand in on Charles' ass. He pulls it away with a disgusted look on his face.
"Ummm, Sorry Charles, something came up at the office, I have to go."
"Oh, that's okay, well get our food take out, and I'll go with you. We can finish the meeting at your office.
"N-No! T-That's okay, you stay and finish your lunch. The studio is paying for it."
James quickly exits the restaurant leaving Charles at the table. Just as James leaves, a beautiful young woman sitting on a neighboring table leans over to Charles.
"Excuse me, but haven't I seen you on T.V. somewhere?"
"Why yes, I'm a very famous actor."
"I knew it.....You're Mr. Clean aren't you?"
Hope that you all liked the chapter. Please don't forget to review. If you like this story, then please check out my C2 "Season 5" There are fics in the archive by heartsyhawk, MorriganFearn, Leafee LeBeau, Agent-G, Star-of-Chaos, and Raniatlw.