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"Have you got a fix on him Charles?"
Charles Xavier sat back from his desk and nodded, his eyelids flickering as he maintained his concentration. His hands were by his head, acting as amplification for his powers. Wheelchair ridden, he was still the most powerful man you could meet. His aura gave off feelings of power, pride, social grace, yet kindness and warmth – qualities that were strange to find together.
"Logan, you continue to doubt my abilities, I would be offended if I did not know of your impatience."
In front of the desk, Logan leaned back and smiled wolfishly, causing Ororo to hide her laughter. The pair had only returned an hour ago, but something told them that whatever Charles was onto was huge. They were slightly confused when informed that Jean and Scott were returning early, but believed it to just mean there was bad weather in Alaska. Ororo had tried to offer her services, but had been denied.
"Ororo? Logan?" Charles' eyes opened slowly and his familiar fatherly smile crept into place. "Go down to the hangar, Jean and Scott have returned. Then all four of you come to the foyer. I have someone I wish you to meet."
----In the Hangar----
Jean laughed as Scott scooped her into his arms to help her off the jet. She kissed his cheek and smiled as he spun them both around. His smile was as wide as when she'd told him. Knowing his happiness was only matched by her own, Jean smiled softly, her hair cascading over his shoulder as well as her own.
"I still can't believe this Jean, I mean, it's amazing."
"I know, but you'd better Mister Summers, 'cause you saying that won't make our baby stop growing."
Scott put her down gently and knelt next to her tummy, before lifting her shirt and kissing just above her bellybutton. Laughing again, Jean put a hand on his shoulder, tugging gently so he rose to his feet where she kissed him properly.
"Cut it out you two, ya just got back."
Breaking apart, the pair smiled as they saw Logan with his arms folded leaning against the wall.
"You don't have to watch." Scott pointed out, much to Jean's amusement.
Logan's eyebrows raised and he smirked, before standing properly and heading toward them, when a flurry of white zoomed past him and Ororo and Jean hugged tightly.
"'Ro! I missed you!"
"I missed you too Jean! I was so bored!"
"Oh me too! It was awful!"
Scott and Logan exchanged equally annoyed glances then sighed and began to unload the bags. The women grinned at each other, knowing that they had both lied just to annoy the men. Jean linked Ororo and they walked to the door talking non-stop. Ororo bit her lip and stopped, turning to face Jena properly.
"Jean? I must tell you something."
"Me too Ororo, I think you're gonna be mad at me."
"You first then."
"Nuh uh, you began so tell me."
Ororo laughed and nodded. "Alright. Whilst you were away, Logan and I, well we- I'm sure you can probably guess, but we became a couple, properly."
Jean's eyes widened and she smiled happily squealing her congratulations for them both. Ororo laughed and blushed slightly before becoming slightly more serious again.
"And you Jean? What have you to tell me?"
Giggling now at the revelation, Jean tried to calm herself. "I broke the promise I made you before I left."
Now it was Ororo's turn to be amazed. She stood for a moment in silence, then pointed at Jean's stomach, to which she got a nod, and then screamed and hugged Jean tightly. Jean grinned and hugged her back as tight, sending to Scott that she'd told her.
Scott grinned and waved at her to show he understood and almost laughed at the excitement that Ororo was showing. Logan grunted and looked up, registering confusion at Ororo's behaviour.
"What's got into her?" He casually asked Scott, beginning to get the biggest bag down.
Scott shrugged and grinned. "Oh nothin'. Jean just told her that we're gonna be parents. Think Ororo's a little happy for us."
Logan carried on pulling the bag and after dropping it to the floor with a huge bang he held a hand out to Scott. "Congratulations Scott, you and Jeannie are gonna be great parents."
Shaking Logan's hand, Scott grinned again. "Gee, thanks Logan. That means a lot to me. Least I know you aren't gonna skewer me now."
Logan gave a short laugh and shook his head, piling up the bags that Scott hadn't already. "I wouldn't skewer ya Scott, maybe scare ya, but not skewer ya. I aint dumb and Jeannie would worse than kill me if I hurt ya."
He paused for a moment then continued beginning to head for the door. "Chuck wants t' see us four in the foyer. 'Pparently there's someone he wants us t' meet."
Scott prised Jean from Ororo with some persuasion, then Logan pulled her from Scott as they headed up to the foyer slowly, chatting about random things like they weren't mutants and there was no age difference. As if they were just four friends, two couples and happy.
---- In the Foyer during those events ----
Charles sat by the door and opened it as someone approached the door. The man smiled and tipped his hat to the Professor before stepping inside.
"I thought you would find me Charles."
"Did you ever think that I wouldn't?"
A smile crossed his face. "No, but I had hoped it might have taken a little longer. But now is alright, I was ready for you to make contact."
"Aaron…" Charles began, when he held up a hand.
"No Charles, don't even start that argument. We both know that we are opposed to one another." Aaron smiled, his jet black hair falling over half of his deathly pale complexion. Silver eyes showed his lack of humanity, yet his form could be mistaken for one.
Sighing, Charles smiled and nodded, as the four entered.
"Scott, Jean, Logan and Ororo, this is Aaron – Aaron, my closest friends and two of my once students."
Nodding, Aaron, folded his arms in front of him, watching the four, all of which recognised him to some degree, though they weren't sure why. He smirked at their confusion and looked at Jean with interest.
"Jean, and-?" He smiled, causing a blush to rise to her cheeks. "Charles, it is your former students you need to address, not me."
Jean stepped forward, her eyes twinkling. "Charles, I'm pregnant. Scott and I are going to have a baby."
Charles' face beamed with delight, radiating pure happiness as he kissed Jean's cheek and shook Scott's hand, congratulating them over and over. Aaron murmured his own well wishes, but they meant as much to the couple, for some reason.
Ororo grinned and let Logan slide an arm around her shoulders, glad her best friend was so happy. Aaron smirked at the silent pair, knowing more about the whole situation than the ones involved. They all talked for a few minutes about Jean and Scott, then made their way to have supper. Conversation was mainly about the two couples, and Aaron was glad. His being there was supposed to have no effect, and this situation was more than he had hoped for.
Jean was the first to grow sleepy, making the others grin as Scott carried her to bed. Hopeless romantics, the pair of them, and nothing else mattered too much to them now, except having their baby and living their life together. Charles was the next to excuse himself, needing to be up at six the next morning for a conference. Surprisingly, Logan left, needing to sleep, he said, but Ororo just grinned, thinking otherwise. That left her alone with the newcomer.
Pouring herself a glass of water, and Aaron a glass of wine, they stepped into the living room. She observed him for a while then spoke.
"You don't talk much, do you Aaron?"
He smiled, noting her choice of drink and nodded. "I talk when asked a question, or when necessary. But I can make conversation if I wish."
Ororo smiled and ran a finger around the top of her glass. "Who are you? How do you know Charles? Enlighten me Aaron, I am curious."
Nodding, he sat back and settled himself.
"I am Aaron, just that – no second name for I have no parents. I am something bigger and more complex than has been created by man or by nature. I am magic, I am primal, I am the saviour, and I am the end." He said simply.
"Charles and I were friends when he was a child. I let myself slip into child form, I grew up helping him to become the man he ought." Aaron smiled. "I was his student, I was his conscience, he changed me."
Sighing, he wondered how to explain. "Mutation is natural, that is something I agree with Charles on. But the problem with me in particular is that I am a natural mutation, but the mutation of what is arguable. Charles worked hard to try to understand, and I myself helped, trying to find what I was, who I was. The only answer I decided was true, was that I am the mutation of mutations. Charles disagrees, and we argued. I left, I travelled, I came back."
Ororo looked at him with her mouth slightly open. "You say these things, yet I am still confused."
Aaron smiled. "I don't understand myself. All I know is that I can move where I like, not when, but where. I have been here since I can remember. All my abilities are honed, all my characteristics are set. I am what you see. But I am also something that will endure. I just need to get power to keep myself going every few thousand years."
"Power of what kind?" She asked, now a little suspicious by this man who seemed to have no weakness and the ability to do what he liked.
"I use the greatest power I can find, use the energy it creates on another plane. The power they don't know they create. It's love that fuels the energy production, but it has to be a specific kind." He answered. "Like Jean and Scott's – their love makes most others seem like insignificant crushes."
Ororo nodded, knowing what the pair shared was phenomenal.
"Like Logan and yours." He added with a smirk.
She nodded then stopped and looked at him. "Like mine and Logans?"
Aaron nodded. "It's unexpected yet undeniable. One of you knew from the first moment, yet was afraid to act, then you both knew and held back. Now there is nothing that could stop you being together."
Looking at him with an expression of understanding, Ororo couldn't believe they were so like the other two lovebirds. It was strange, but wonderful at the same time.
"And it coincides with the production of a new life – that is the greatest power – luckily for me there were two in one day." He flicked his eyes to her stomach, which one hand was protecting, though she hadn't realised, then back to her eyes.
"I-" she started with an innocent and vacant expression. Her eyes were clear, but rich with wonderment. "I'm going to have a child?"
Aaron nodded. "You and Jean, at the same time. I was overwhelmed with it almost, it startled me that after nothing for nearly five thousand years there was such a rush."
Ororo put her hand over her stomach more firmly and gazed at it, wondering how it was possible that anything could be more wonderful. Her and Logan – only three weeks ago there had been nothing, so she had thought, but now there was everything. The life she had known was over and the holes had been filled, leaving her whole and content.
He took a sip of wine and watched as she realised the implications, and felt the swell of pride and love that flamed through her body. His weakness was forgotten to her, and that's how he wanted it to stay.
Getting up, he took her glass, and said his goodnights. He knew the question would be asked, but not now. He may have bought a few months of free time, months of rest, but he might have to leave sooner than planned. Shaking his head as he put things away, Aaron's heart sank. He had wanted to stay, to die here knowing that the children would receive the power they deserved, the two here and one in New York. It might not be possible though… It might be too late…
He sat until the sun rose, on the front step, gazing at the fire as it chased the darkness from the skies. He saw the colours merge and linger until the sun had risen enough to make them blind in its glory. He knew then that it was time to say his last goodbye. Time to bid his one friend a fond farewell.
The clock chimed six, and Charles awoke, turning over to make sure his alarm didn't wake anyone else. He was surprised when he found Aaron looking out of his window.
"It's funny. Funny how everything seems meaningless until you have to say goodbye to it."
"Aaron?" Charles pushed himself upright, and looked at the, seemingly young, man before him.
"Charles…" Aaron turned and smiled, his complexion paler and hair darker than before. His eyes were golden, sparkling as if coated with dew. "Charles I am leaving, for good."
Letting this sink in, he couldn't give Charles time to fight it.
"And it isn't arguable, I told you earlier. We knew this would happen, and we knew it would be like this." Aarons lips curved into a smile. "There will be others, and I want to give a gift. Three times what I owe you. You saved me from myself Charles and I can think of no better way to repay you."
"I'm giving the power back to them. The three that are causing this, the three that will end the suffering. The forth will receive in time, but he's not ready yet." His eyes flickered with amusement, for the child he spoke of had not yet been conceived. "But when he is, he will get it."
"Aaron, you can't say goodbye like this."
Aaron held up a hand, much like he had when they had spoken in the foyer. "But I can Charles, and I have to. Just look after them all, this world I am so fond of, and more than anything yourself Charles. I would hate to think of you in any other condition than happy and well."
Nodding, Charles held his hand out to Aaron, who did not take it, instead hugging and lifting Charles to his feet. Looking at the man he called friend, he let him fall, his legs strong once more and body well.
"My last gift." He smiled and turned, disappearing into nothingness.
Charles stood, alone, and wept, falling to his knees for the first time since his youth and wishing for the first time he was a cripple in exchange for what he had lost.
They recovered, remembering the man that had been in their lives for one day, but in their hearts since they were born. Charles mourned, but he found that he found do more for his dream, fight alongside his students, train them by showing them. Aaron gave him the chance to make his dream live, rather than watch it progress from an office.
Ororo and Jean drove Logan and Scott crazy for nine months, both delighted to be sharing the experience with one another. They gave birth to two healthy little girls. Rachel Anne Summers and Melissa Jaymi Monro. Scott and Logan actually hugged one another when it was announced, though they swore blind it never happened.
Across the city, Susan Richards gave birth to a healthy baby boy, Franklin Benjamin Richards. Ben Grimm and Johnny Storm hugged as Reed told them, though they swore blind it never happened ("Only in your imagination stretcho, lemme see my nephew!" "Y' were blinded by tears Reed, trick of d' light.")
Two months later, Rogue announced her pregnancy, and after nine months gave birth to a baby boy, she named him Jason LeBeau. Remy could hardly believe it, but then thieves turned new fathers never can.
As the children grew, their parents saw something in each of them, something that wasn't common. Their love for the world and for humanity was extraordinary. The X-kids love for Charles was exceptional and as soon as the young boy from the city met him, he felt the same. From them two couples were quickly obvious. Although their parents had more children, they all knew that there was something unique yet similar about each one.
Something that made them grow up to do great things that saved the world he had loved.
Hope you liked it, and sorry the ending took so long.
I hope this apology is enough and also you still care :'( I haven't forgotten and I'll try to do the next chapter within the next few weeks – but I have a lot of work to do if I wanna go to University next year (too many essays )
If you liked Kindergarten or Can Time Heal Everything, I've updated those too, so check it out if you have time.
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