X-Men-First Class: Rise or Fall
Chapter One Hundred Thirty Three
Author's Word: I did it, fam. I got posted before the New Year. Now before several of you point out that the year has already changed at your part of the globe, I don't care. The point is, I got it in before my own. I hope everyone had a great Christmas. Mine was busy but nonetheless blessed and wonderful. Now, as we all along with Rise or Fall enter into a New Year, I want to thank you all for supporting the story this long. My personal resolution is to keep it going for as long as possible. Now, please read and review!
Increased moaning expelled from the troubled body maneuvering in distress on top of the mattress. Eyes popping open, slightly blurred vision did not prevent him from taking in the sight of the lamps and overhead fixtures turning on and off seemingly on their own. Hurrying down from bed, he practically fled the room in search of one other.
Rising from his thirtieth pushup, Alex paused entirely at the lights around him changing from dim to extremely bright. He did not have long to question the phenomenon as a frantic Joey burst inside.
"Al!" The younger blonde stopped just short of him. "Help! I don't know what I'm doing- I can't make it stop."
Reacting with a straight face, Alex soothed, "Easy, Joe." He brought him near to envelope him. "Just calm down. Take some breaths."
Joey took in and released air while clinging to the older mutant.
Despite the small shocks he felt connect, Alex's grip on the boy did not lighten. Another part of him even found comfort in the nimble jolts.
When it finally leveled off, Joey matched blue eyes with him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I swear."
Alex looked at him. "I know that. It's okay." He continued to speak as he picked him up, walking in a continuous circle with him. "Probably just had a bad dream. You missing your mom and dad?" Joey nodded into his shirt. "Well, don't worry. They'll be home tonight and I can't wait to tell them how good you've been."
Joey formed a smile and gazed at him appreciatively. "Thanks, Al."
"Hey, what else am I around for? Now, you need to get back to sleep." Alex carried him towards his own bed.
"But Al," Joey watched him as he laid him down, "what if I make a mistake and shock you?"
"Your zaps haven't steered me wrong yet," Alex pointed out, covering him. "And even if they did," he settled in beside him, "you're still more important."
Joey nestled against him. "I love you, big brother."
"Love you like crazy, baby brother." Alex patted his back tenderly. "Go to sleep."
Joey obeyed, quickly tempering off.
Alex clicked his bedside lamp off but did not lay down fully. Both arms around the small one next to him, he knew sleep would be too much of a luxury for him that night.
IIIIIII
On his way out of one of the second floor bathrooms, Scott nearly bumped into someone and quickly realized who. In robes of dark blue and pink, they each took in the other's presence.
"Scott," Becky spoke first, "are you okay? I didn't see you at all after what happened."
"I know." He rubbed the back of his neck somewhat guiltily. "I didn't much feel like being around anybody."
"I'm so sorry," she apologized. "I didn't know you felt left out. It's just that I'm learning all these new things and I don't know any other kids who study Torah and—"
"No, no," Scott interjected. "Rebecca, it wasn't your fault. Not even close. There's no excuse for how I acted."
Becky asked him, "Why did you get so mad?"
Scott slipped his hands into the pockets of his robes and rocked back and forth on his sock covered feet. "I guess when I saw you with Josh- I sort of figured you didn't need me around. That I was just in the way."
"What?" Becky stepped up close upon him. "Scott, what are you talking about? I'm always going to need you around."
Scott's countenance immediately perked. "You mean it?"
She nodded. "You're one of my all-time favorite guys."
"You're definitely my favorite girl," Scott said. "And I promise, next time we have them over I'll be ten times better."
Beaming, Becky folded arms around him. Scott returned the embrace, exhaling contentedly into her curls.
IIIIIII
At the gentle shake to his shoulder, Joey brushed at his nose with his fingers. As soon as he sat up, a tray came down to rest on his legs.
"Rise and shine, Joe. Time for a champ breakfast." Alex indicated the glass and bowl on the tray. "OJ and oatmeal with honey and a mountain of chocolate chips."
"Ooh, thanks." Joey right away raised the spoon and began on the hot cereal hungrily.
"Slow down," Alex cautioned. "You're eating like Xander." He sat down facing him. "How're you feeling?"
After swallowing, Joey reported, "Really good now. Did I zap you?"
Alex shook his head. "Not even once. Figured it was a fluke but just in case, you and me are going out back for a private training session. Just to make sure you're one hundred percent again."
"Okay." Joey resumed eating then watched as Alex moved across the room to grab his prescription off the dresser.
As if he could feel the young eyes on him, Alex turned and directed, "Eat your breakfast so we can get changed. That's an order."
Nodding hard, Joey focused on the food before him.
IIIIIII
When he saw a dressed and blonde guised Raven headed his way, Hank asked, "Has Charles telephoned?"
"Not yet." Raven hopped up onto the edge of his desk and crossed her legs. "He's probably too busy with adoring his wife; making her feel like the luckiest woman in the world." She flashed suggestive hazel eyes his way. "X-Men hubbies are known for that kind of thing."
Hank said with a special expression of his own, "X-Men wives bring out the best in us. However, I can't help being concerned for Emma. There's been so much change for her. Her life here, the situation with her family, the pregnancy, the spontaneous marriage and honeymoon."
"You know how strong she holds it down," Raven reminded. "Plus she's completely happy now."
"I know she is," Hank concurred. "I only want to ensure that a physical toll doesn't weigh in on her from all of it."
Raven noticed the twin mannequins beside him. "What are you working on?"
Hank looked to the clothing still in progress. "A little something for our kids. Sooner or later they'll need…" He trailed as the pair in question appeared, each with an armload of stuffed animals. "Ahem." The audible throat clearing made them look over. "Is there a reason you're bringing so many toys into the lab? Hasn't Daddy said this isn't a play yard?"
Trav explained, "We want to play school."
An intrigued Raven got up. "Can I play, too?"
"Sure, Mommy," Trav replied as he and Kiki situated the stuffed animals at three different tables. "Daddy can be the teacher."
"Oh he can, hm? Alright." Hank smiled, folding his arms. "Everyone to their seats, please." Various plush creatures in place, Raven, Kiki, and Trav lined together at one front table. "Good morning, class."
"Good morning, Daddy," Kiki returned.
"No, Kikiko," Trav objected. "You have to say Mr. McCoy."
"In an ordinary school, yes," Hank said. "However, here everyone still calls me Hank."
Trav asked him, "Can I still call you Daddy?"
"Absolutely," Hank granted wholeheartedly. "But keep in mind that when we're in class, I am your teacher and I will treat you the same as I do the others. That includes when you misbehave."
"I won't misbehave, Daddy," Trav quickly assured. "I'm going to be good in school. You'll see."
Hank smiled proudly at him. "I have no doubt. Now," he resumed their game, "let's start off with the alphabet."
"Oh, let me do it." Trav waved an excited hand. "I know the whole thing."
"Trav," Hank selected. "Go ahead."
"ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ," Trav rapidly rang out.
"Very good," Hank commended.
Raven reacted with, "Whoa. No way am I topping that."
"Then let's see how Kiki does." Hank gestured towards his daughter. "Go on, sweetheart."
"ABC…" The pigtailed girl paused to think. "DFGK… MOPT… Umm, Z."
"That was a very good try," Hank told her.
"Was not," Trav objected. "She messed up the whole thing and she didn't even say all the letters."
"But she still tried," Hank emphasized. "That's the best thing you can do when you want to learn something. Kiki will catch on with a little more practice."
"Who needs WU?" Raven relaxed in her seat. "I'm transferring to this place."
IIIIIII
Mound of snow sufficiently high enough, Havok jogged back over to where the shorter blonde stood several yards off.
"Okay, I want you to aim real steady," Havok knelt, gripping his shoulders from behind, "and fire with everything you've got."
With a nod, Eel raised his green gloved hands. He carefully lined up before unleashing an enormous electric wave that caused the mound to rupture instantly.
"Alright, great," Havok said approvingly. "Now, I want you to run from here to there and back, blasting as much snow as you can. We're all clear out here so you don't have to worry about the trees or anything. You ready?"
Eel arose onto the edge of his feet. "Ready, Havok."
"Then go for it."
Signal given, Eel dashed forward as fast as he could. Swaying his body left to right, he made electrical contact with enough snow to practically melt the area around them.
He returned panting. "Did I do okay?"
"Better than that," Havok praised. "But how do you feel? No more super charging?"
"Nope." Eel stood up straight. "All gone."
"That's my guy." Havok frowned at the boy taking hold of his head. "What's wrong?" He lowered to look him over.
"Becky's talking to me." Eel faced him. "Can I go play? Please?"
Havok took a moment to consider it then said, "Alright, come on." Lifting the young one as he stood, Havok spun with him briefly. Satisfaction filled him at the boy's laughter. "And Eel, let's keep this between us for now. Got me?"
"Gotcha," he responded dutifully.
Pleased, Havok began the trek through the woods and back to the mansion.
IIIIIII
Arriving at the back of the house, Frank paused to see several of the other X-Children thundering out the door.
"Where's everybody going?" he wondered.
"Guess ya didn't look outside." Cody came through, sled in tow. "Fresh snow hit last night. There's hills and hills of the stuff. Aren't you comin'- oh wait." Wide smirk present, Cody continued out the door. "You can't."
Shoulders slumped, Frank remained in place before he at last made his way down into the garage.
Looking over from situating the tools, Logan acknowledged him with, "Draggin' your feet today I see."
"Sorry." Frank walked up to the man. "Don't real prisoners get to go outside for a certain amount of time a day?"
"Yeah, now," Logan replied. "The old days did it better. Bread, water, and half a window of sunlight." He studied the clearly saddened boy. "It's just a few more days, glowworm. And remember," he brought him in for a fast noogie, "when we start up trainin' again tomorrow, you'll be itchin' to huddle up in a corner in your room."
"Hey," Frank lightly protested, squirming a little, "will not! You'll see."
Logan let go of him and patted his upper back. "Let's get to work."
IIIIIII
Wild uproars of merriment carried across the backyard as boot covered feet dashed across the perfect white blanket beneath them. A giddy Kiki bounced in Becky's hold while Scott piloted the airplane sled containing the three of them. When they reached the base of the snowy hill, they all toppled loose.
Laughing, Scott crawled over to the girls. "You okay?"
"We're fine," Becky said while Kiki waved her arms, clearly eager to ride again.
Low growls indicated Victor's presence as the crouched security man moved around near them. A rush of Kiki, Trav, Cody, Becky, and Scott came at him.
"Okay," from a short distance, Alex situated Joey's hat on top of his head, "you're all set." He looked into his eyes. "Now, if you start to feel weird, even a little, let me know and I'll take you in."
"I will, promise," Joey guaranteed.
Alex gave him a prodding tap on the bottom. "Go dunk Vic in the snow."
Joey smiled at him then scampered off to join the others.
Alex took up sitting on one of the outdoor benches, watching him as Cody invited him on a sled race with Scott.
A bundled up Cordelia came out of the house and spotted him. "Are you okay?"
Alex glanced up at her. "Yeah, of course."
"It's not like you to willingly bench warm," she reminded. "Come on." She held out a hand.
Easing away from his internal tensions, Alex clamped up with her and raced forward. He let go and launched himself like a torpedo through the snow, spraying several of the others.
"Uncle Alex!" Trav climbed up onto his back. "Play with me."
"I don't know." Alex regarded him from the corner of his eye. "What've you done for me lately?" Trav leaned in to kiss his cheek. "Hm, guess that'll do for now."
Cordelia performed a few hands free flips then burst into laughter at Victor imitating her movements. "Meet you at the Olympics, handsome."
"This is great," said Cody, ready for another sled run. "Just wish Sean and Smiley were home."
"Uh huh," Joey responded somewhat absently.
"You want to drive this time?" Cody offered.
"Okay," Joey agreed and switched places with him.
After Scott felt Becky's arms securely around his middle, he raised, "Ready?"
"Yep," Joey answered.
"Let's go!' Cody shouted out with one arm up.
They all started down, spraying an enormous gush of snow as they did.
"Yay!" Becky squealed when Scott reached the bottom first.
"Three out of five," Cody immediately proposed then let off a small his when he felt an abrupt and uncomfortable tingle to the minutely bare flesh on his risk. "Joey?" He got a good look at his friend. "What's wrong?"
Joey raised his hands. "Oh no!..." Even though his gloves the sparks coursed.
Becky appeared alarmed for him. "Joey?"
"Stop that," Scott ordered. "You're going to get in trouble."
"It's not me." Joey stood and started to run. "Alex!" He tripped and right away blew apart the snow he fell forward on.
This received everyone's attention and Alex hurried over to gather him up.
"It's okay, Joe," he cradled him, "I've gotcha."
They both felt the electricity start to decrease.
"What happened?" Cordelia approached. "What's wrong with him?"
"Let's get him up to Hank," said Victor.
"No," Alex turned down, holding the little boy closer. "He's fine. I can handle this."
"I don't doubt ya." Victor dipped down, leaving a hand on Alex's shoulder. "But let's just pretend we're all on the same team, anyway."
Keeping eyes on the one in his clutch, Alex released a deep sigh.
II
The footsteps making their way into the den did not surprise Erik in the slightest. Often did the young ones come through but it surprised the man to find one of them at that particular time.
"I thought you'd be out back with the others."
Leon said, "Sometimes crowds can be a little much. The number of people at school seem less involved with each other than the few here."
Erik nodded his understanding. "We X-Men are a collected bunch."
Leon walked up to the bulletin board that contained the various flags. "Have you really been to all of these places?"
"Every single one." Erik got up to stand beside him.
The long haired youth fingered two flags in particular. "Why do you keep these?"
Erik eyed the marks of Poland and Germany. "Because no matter how much I age, I never want to forget." He looked at him. "Are there any lands you desire to see?"
"Might want to make it to Japan for a little compare and contrast," Leon answered noncommittally. "But I don't understand any average American's urge to travel. They claim they want to experience different things and meet people who are different from them. There's plenty of that to be had right here yet it frequently ends in rioting."
"At best," Erik quietly concurred then noticed Leon's attention drifting to the lit fireplace.
"Erik," Alex's voice sounded over the petitioned one's communicator, alerting them both. "We need you up here."
II
Latex gloved hands gliding down the bare chest and stomach to inspect for any abnormalities, Hank faced down at the boy.
"Are you hurting anywhere at all?" he asked him.
Joey shook his head.
Erik entered the lab and did not stop moving until he reached Joey's side. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, Uncle Erik," Joey replied. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Erik looked to where Alex stood nearby. "What exactly happened?"
"It was nothing," Alex told him. "His powers just went off a little when he was playing in the snow. Nothing happened."
Turning his head, Hank gave the younger male a certain look. "However, this first happened late last night."
"Last night?" Erik frowned.
"It was a bad dream," Alex assured. "I let him sleepover with me and he woke up fine. We went out into the clearing to burn off some of his extra energy. This whole thing came out of nowhere but come on, it's not like he's been jolting all around the place."
"Is that true, Kangaroo?" Erik asked the child. "Did this only start last night?"
"Yes. I couldn't stay asleep then when I woke up my lights kept going on and off," Joey recollected. "I didn't know what was wrong. I didn't know what to do."
"Just relax." Hank rubbed a gentle hand across his stomach. "You don't have anything to worry about with us here."
"What is causing this?" Erik wanted to know.
Hank said, "That's what we're here to figure out."
Alex walked up closer, taking Joey's hand with both of his own.
IIIIIII
"But why can't we wait in there with him?" a frustrated Cody demanded.
Raven calmly explained, "Hank thinks it's better if Joey doesn't have a lot of people around right now."
Cody glanced upward. "What's he doing to him in that lab, anyway?"
Trav eyes dimmed and he looked to his mother.
"Nothing," Raven assured without delayed. "Hank just wants to make sure he's okay, that's all. Cody, don't worry. We'll see him soon."
Scott turned to an especially quiet Becky. "Are you okay?"
The girl released a gasp then smiled brightly. "They're back… they're back!" She shot off without further explanation.
Already having inkling as to who she meant, Raven gathered Kiki up in her arms and went after her.
Completely out of the loop, the three boys followed as well.
With barely enough time to help Emma out of the passenger's seat, Charles could hardly brace himself in time to catch the excited body flying at him.
"Uncle Charles!" She wounded arms around his neck. "Oh you're home!"
Charles chuckled happily and spun her in his grasp. "And not a moment too soon, my pretty Princess."
When he put her down to say hello to Emma, Becky hugged her tightly while remaining cautious of her stomach. I missed you!
Emma held her tightly and bent to leave a kiss on top of the curls. I missed you, too, my darling.
"Auntie Emmie!" Kiki's voice shouted when the others caught up with them.
Raven gave her daughter over to share an embrace with the blonde telepath, who accepted the toddler wholeheartedly.
"Oh, and what about me, hm?" Charles joked, tugging on Kiki's tiny foot.
"Hi, Uncle Charles!" Trav acknowledged him.
"Well, this is certainly more like it," the man said, saving an arm for both him and Scott to lean against him.
After the boys stepped back, Raven took the opportunity to exchange a long hug with her brother.
"You have no idea how good it is to see you," Raven told him sincerely.
Sensing something, Charles pulled back to look in her face. "Baby Blue, is everything alright?"
"You need to head up to the lab," Raven said. "Joey's powers are acting a little funny."
"We better see what's going on." Emma handed Kiki back to Raven.
"Darling, wait," Charles held up a hand to stop his wife from further movement, "let me go up alone for now."
Emma regarded him with a surprised frown. "Charles."
"Just until we know what the problem is," Charles continued. "It's better for you and the baby."
Fully understanding now, Emma nodded.
Not bothering to touch a single suitcase, Charles made a straight line up from the garage and to the second floor.
"Daddy!" came Joey's enthusiastic response when the Professor walked into the lab.
Erik veered around. "Charles?"
"You're home early," Hank realized.
"Yes, and I know we have a great deal to discuss," Charles began, eyes going right for the one on the table. "But for now, I'd like a moment with my little one, please."
"Of course," Erik granted, gesturing for Alex to follow them out.
"He's fine, Charles," the blonde stopped to say.
Charles nodded and smiled lightly at him.
Once they were alone, he went over and lifted Joey straight up into a hug.
"I'm so happy to see you, baby."
Joey rested his cheek against his father's. "Am I in trouble, Daddy?"
"Were you having a tantrum when your powers started acting strangely?" Charles asked as he laid him down. "And let's get you dressed before you catch cold."
"No," Joey said in response to the first part. He remained still while Charles worked his pants and long johns back up. "First I was sleeping then I was having a sled race. I didn't have a tantrum, honest."
"Then you aren't in any trouble." Charles got him into his sweater but not before tickling his stomach briefly.
"Daddy," the boy giggled.
Charles smiled down, nuzzling noses with him. "That is, you're not in trouble unless you've taken part in some other naughtiness in my absence. Have you?"
"Hmmm, I don't think so."
"Oh you don't "think" so, eh?" Charles pecked his forehead. "Now, I need to discuss things with your uncles and brother and you," he brought him over into his arms again, "are going to have a lay down in your room. Should anything else happen," Charles indicated his own head, "I know you know how to reach me."
"Okay." Joey relaxed in his father's hold then wondered, "Where's Mummy?"
"She needs to rest, too, I'm afraid," Charles told him. "We were in such a hurry to return that the trip back took a bit out of her. Don't worry, though. I know she can't wait to see you, either."
Joey smiled as Charles carried him out.
When they made it to the boy's room, Charles got him tucked into bed and smoothed blonde hair out of his face.
"I'll be by to check on you soon." Charles knelt down to Bounty's crate. "In the meantime, could you please keep an eye on this young man for me? Much appreciated, Bounty."
Joey rolled over with a content expression. "I'm so glad you're home, Dad."
Charles squeezed his hand. "Rest well, son."
Going out into the hall, the telepath paused to share one more look with his boy then closed the door. He leaned against one wall in thought for a moment then went to seek out some answers.
II
"Thanks, hon," Raven said to Frank for handing her the necessary sauce pan.
Trav came into the kitchen and pulled himself up onto a stool at the island.
Raven saw him and said, "Hey, no more snacking for you guys. Lunch is on the way."
"Mommy?" Trav turned brown eyes on her. "What's Daddy doing to Joey in the lab?"
Raven answered, "Checking to make sure he's okay."
Trav hesitated then pressed, "Are you sure?"
Frank turned from the sink at this.
Raven walked over to sit next to her son. "Trav, what's wrong?"
"What if Daddy does something to Joey 'cause his powers aren't good?" the little boy vexed. "He might give him shots that hurt real bad or gross medicine."
"Honey, if your dad does any of that it's to make Joey well, not a better mutant or anything like that." Raven reached out to cup his cheek. "I know it's hard to believe sometimes but not all scientists and doctors are bad."
Frank piped up, "Hank's definitely not. I know because he lets me work with him. He wouldn't hurt one of us like that, Trav, really."
Trav at last seemed satisfied and said, "Okay."
Raven picked him up and carried him towards the stove. "Now, come help me stir."
II
"As near as I can tell, there isn't anything physically wrong with him," Hank said. "It's hard to say from exactly where these electrical outbursts are coming."
Charles turned to Alex. "And this has only been since last night?"
"That's it," the blonde confirmed.
"You should have brought him to me right then," Hank emphasized.
Alex reminded sharply, "In case you're forgetting, I'm an instructor now, too."
"In case you're forgetting," Hank countered, "you're lacking M.D. after your name."
"And what exactly do you know about volatile powers?" Alex shot back. "Last I checked, you didn't have random surges of energy shooting through you."
"I know what it means to have to practice control at all times," Hank insisted.
Alex proved unimpressed. "Really? Having to fight to play nice with others? Yeah, Hank. That's right up there with having power enough to obliterate someone in under a second if you don't watch it."
"Enough," Erik commanded, getting between them. "You are both instructors. Behave as such."
"Yes, sir," the younger man responded in unison.
Charles placed a sympathetic arm around Alex. "Could it be that you were not quite playing the instructor but the elder brother who did not want to see his younger brother spanked?"
Alex looked at him. "When he's bad is one thing, but he's been completely good the entire time you've been away, Charles. I didn't want the first thing you did when you came home was to have to give him one of those power down spankings."
"I would have without hesitation had he been having a fit at the time," Charles said. "But if this really is out of his control, we'll have to dig deeper."
Erik walked a short distance across the parlor in thought. "Could it be that he felt afraid without you and Emma here? And that it suddenly manifested itself this way?
"That is a possibility," Hank concurred.
"Maybe that's why he's been so quiet." Alex formed a small smile. "Now that you're back, things should be okay again."
"Let's hope so," Charles nodded.
IIIIIII
Glancing inside for a moment, Emma walked in fully and softly closed the door as she did. She made her way around the bed, careful not to run into Bounty's crate for the millionth time, and knelt at the side of the sleeping one. Joey turned over with a murmur and she laid a gentle hand across his cheek.
Reacting to her touch, Joey awoke and smiled at the sight of her. "Mummy…"
Emma removed her hand to kiss the cheek now. "Hello, my Treasure." She got up and stretched out to lay right beside him. "How are you feeling?"
Joey cuddled against her stomach. "A whole lot better."
Satisfied with this response, she finger combed his hair. "Then come. Let's go wash your face. Lunch will be ready soon."
Joey gripped her hand tightly as they got up.
Jumping right from his seat when they appeared in the dining room, Cody barreled for him. "Joey!"
"Cody, be careful," Kayla cautioned sharply.
"Come over here, buddy." Alex extended a hand for Joey to sit near him.
Charles came in, stepping up beside Emma. Are you sure? I'd planned to bring a tray up to him.
I don't think he's quite in need of the leper treatment yet. What he needs is his family.
You're quite right, Charles agreed and they sat.
"Why Mrs. Xavier," Erik remarked, "I expected you to take the other head of the table."
"So far away?" Emma placed a hand over Charles'. "I wouldn't dream of it." She then looked around. "I take it that Sean and Maya are out."
Erik explained, "I gave them permission to go out with their friend Ben Braunstein after church."
"From your new temple," Charles remembered. "Well, that sounds fine indeed."
"So how was Hartford?" Kayla asked.
"Wasn't it dull this time of year?" Cordelia put forth.
"Actually, it was very lovely," said Emma. "We rode in a horse-drawn carriage, ate magnificent food."
Charles added, "We even got in a trip to Mark Twain's house."
Hank looked intrigued. "Really?"
"Horse and carriage, Twain." Logan shook in his head. "Here we thought cars were supposed to be progress."
"And now Tom Sawyer's a classic," said Victor. "I told you."
"Yeah, yeah," his brother waved off.
"I guess you and Mum got to know each other real well," Joey raised.
"What do you mean, son?" Charles wondered.
"When Aunt Raven and Uncle Hank came home from their honeymoon, we hardly saw them at all."
Hank nearly choked on his meat and Raven had to bury her face in his shoulder to hide both embarrassment and her desire to laugh wildly.
Erik promptly changed the subject and placed his attention on Becky. "Remember to pick up one of those renewal forms for your dance class tomorrow. They're due this week."
Becky placed down her fork. "I don't think I want to renew."
This seemed to surprise everyone.
"You don't want to dance anymore?" Emma marveled.
Becky shrugged. "It was fun, but I think I want to do other things for a while."
"If that's what you want then absolutely," Erik accepted with a full heart. "No more dance it is."
Do try not to trip over your own excitement, brother Charles sent to him then he spoke out loud. "So, is everyone ready for our new semester tomorrow?"
"Yes!" Trav exclaimed over the number of groans.
"Charles, we wanted to try something new," Cordelia proposed. "Perhaps sleeping in until noon."
"I'm all for that," said Erik.
"You mean it?" Cody grinned.
"Certainly." Erik raised his drinking glass. "We'll simply extend classes until seven or eight in the evening."
"On the other hand, the current schedule is simply perf," Cordelia determined.
"Survive long enough for college and you get to plan your own schedule," said Alex.
"Absolutely," Charles agreed with him. "And what about our three WU representatives. You'll be starting in another week yourselves. Are you all prepared?"
Raven shot hazel eyes at him. "If you're asking if I can be a wife, mom, and student, yes. Yes I say."
Charles gaped at her. "You and I will speak later. Leon? What about you?"
Leon finished eating a bite of broccoli before speaking. "Higher education is a concept originally crafted by the academically boastful."
"Never a yes or no with that kid," Logan grumbled. He then noticed had to let go of his fork as it shot out of his hand. "Real funny, Magneto."
Erik said grimly, "That isn't me."
As the electricity intensified, several pieces of cutlery flew threw out the dining room.
Joey jumped up from his seat. "It's doing it again."
Charles stood straight up. "Raven, Cordelia, take the children to the living room."
"I don't wanna go," Cody insisted.
"Not askin'." Logan fixed him with a look. "Move, Codicat."
"Sweetheart," Kayla said more gently.
Cody sighed but headed out with the others.
"Son." Charles went around to the young mutant. "I need you to calm- ah!" He fell back at the surge that connected with him.
"Charles." Emma hurriedly knelt down to see about him.
"Dad." Joey backed away a bit. "I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."
"I'm fine." Charles sat up without delay. "It's alright, son. Just calm down."
Alex got up, clamping arms around Joey. "Shock me all you want. Go ahead."
Joey clung to Alex's shirt front, whimpering as his powers backed down.
IIIIIII
Sean finished up his piano rendition and his audience of two applauded soundly.
"Trying to keep the rust from setting in," the redhead said.
"You're good at what you do," Ben commended. "But we better clear out so my folks can have their old fogy meeting."
"I'll be right back." Maya danced out, stopping to linger at the doorway. "I have to things to powder." She ventured off in search of the Temple's ladies room.
"She's pretty cool." Ben joined Sean on the piano bench. "You're lucky."
"You got any prospects at school?" Sean asked him.
Ben shook his head. "I usually find dating too distracting. Don't get me wrong. I think you and Maya really have it together."
Sean quieted. "Can I tell you something?"
"But my collar's in the cleaners." At the look given him, Ben turned serious. "Alright, keeping catholic jokes to a minimum. What's up?"
"So it's getting pathetic how long it's been since I visited my family. My little brother has been dropping hints the size of anvils that he wants to see me. But I'm worried about how everyone, including Maya, is going to take me leaving for a while."
Before he said anything else, Ben observed, "This really isn't your standard boarding school situation you're in, is it?" Sean shook his head admittedly. "Well, if going home for a while is gnawing at you so much it has to be for a reason. Sometimes you have to do things specifically for yourself. Even if you are someone's better half."
"Yeah, but easier said than done." Sean faced the piano again, tapping fingers along the keys.
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Departing from the infirmary, Hank rejoined the awaiting Headmasters and other instructors out in the hall.
"I gave him a mild muscle relaxer. It will keep his body calm for a while."
Logan commented from where he stood off with Kayla, "Sparky packs some kind of punch."
Erik nearly scoffed. "You've seen nothing yet."
Charles bobbed his head slightly. "Joey has always contained tremendous power within him. At such a young age at that. The worst of it usually triggered by fear or concern."
"Something must be troubling him now," said Emma. "But now that we're back I'm at a loss for what it could be."
"Could it be school tomorrow?" Kayla suggested.
"No," Charles immediately determined. "He might not possess Travis' level of enthusiasm over it but he has no fear of it."
Emma touched a hand to his shoulder. "You don't think the idea of the baby coming has finally gotten to him, do you?"
"No darling, of course not." Charles gripped her hand in turn. "Had that been the case, he would have had a reaction as soon as you went into his room earlier."
"What about Alex?" They all shifted their attention to Victor.
"What about Alex?" said teen came back with.
"I saw it out in the snow. Same thing in the dining room," Victor went on. "He cooled it every time you got near him but not his own father?"
"There's something more taking place here," Charles knew. "And it's time we found out what." He looked to Emma. "We'll need to talk to him. Go inside his mind if necessary. Alex," he spoke to the youngest instructor next, "I'd like you to come in with us. See if you can calm him while Emma and I concentrate on getting to the root of this."
"You got it," Alex complied.
"We'll be back," Charles said to the others before the three of them stepped into the infirmary.
Alex got into the med bed as soon as he saw him. "Hey, sleepy head. Wake up." He attacked his neck by blowing into it.
"Al," Joey laughed feebly.
"Joey," Charles squatted before him, "why were you having trouble sleeping last night?"
"I was having bad dreams," his son answered him.
"About what?" Emma asked him.
Joey touched his head. "I don't really remember."
"What about in the snow?" Charles presented next. "What were you thinking just before your powers triggered?"
"Um," Joey thought about it, "I was thinking I was glad Alex was at home."
Charles looked uncertain. "Was that all?"
Emma considered something. "At the table. He was fine until the subject of school came up. Specifically WU."
"Wait a minute." Alex sat up a little. "He asked me yesterday why I had to go back to school. I thought he was just saying it because he had to go."
Joey's eyes darkened. "I still don't see why you have to go…"
Charles detected a reaction from his son that would have turned into a flare if not for the muscle relaxant. "Little one, do you not want Alex to return to school? You want him at home with us?"
Joey said, "If he goes back there, somebody might try to take him or hurt him again. What if he never comes back home?"
"Joe," Alex enveloped him from behind, "that is not going to happen. Listen," he leaned in closer to him, "I haven't had a chance to talk about this, but the night that those guys- at one point, I felt my heart give out. Then it's like it started up again. I know I'm no M.D. but I know you're the reason for it, kid."
Joey reached up to press his palm against the center of Alex's chest. "Did it really?"
"I'm here talking to you, aren't I?" Alex smiled at him. "So don't worry about me. How can anything happen when I've got you looking out for me?"
"Okay, but I can't help worrying sometimes," Joey said. "You're the best big brother in the world."
Alex squeezed his nose. "All true, all true."
"As we all quiver under Alexander's modesty," Charles took Joey by the hand to give his attention, "son, if ever you are feeling this way about anyone or anything, I want you to seek out your mother or I."
Emma brushed a thumb across Joey's cheek. "Day or night."
The boy responded, "Yes, Mum and Dad. But can I go upstairs now? It smells funny in here."
Charles chuckled. "I think we can arrange that."
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Done putting the dishes away, Cordelia wiped off the counters and started out of the kitchen. The ringing phone caused her to take pause.
Taking the receiver, she answered, "Hello. You've reached the charming House of Xavier."
"Cordy?"
She quieted a moment, tucking a strand of hair behind one ear. "Morrie?"
"Is this a bad time?"
"No, no." She rethought that. "Well, there was a bit of trouble with my little nephew earlier but all crisis's seem averted for now."
"That's good," he said. "Sorry it took so long to call. I was trying to go for cool. Should I just hang up now and try again next lifetime?"
"Don't even dream of it," Cordelia assured pleasantly.
"Great. You ready for tomorrow?"
She replied humorously, "I can see my teachers' sassy looks now."
"Ditto. So," he turned silent for a second, "what are you doing afterwards?"
"A lot is going on for me. Things around here," she glossed over the portion dealing with mutant training, "then gymnastics are starting back."
"And swim practice on my end. Guess we'll just have to catch up with each other, huh?"
Cordelia leaned against the refrigerator with a smile. "I guess we will."
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Leon moved throughout the second floor hall and stopped outside of one open door.
He observed Joey loading up Bounty's crate. "Running away with a flying green clad boy and a feisty fairy?"
Joey looked back at him. "Nope, not tonight." He held up Bounty. "We're going to go play with Cody."
Walking in, Leon sat on the side of the bed facing him. "You know, I still can't believe I'm living with the famous Joey."
Joey frowned curiously. "I'm famous?"
"Let Alex tell it and you are. He's completely wild about you and he's proud of everything you do. You got pretty lucky when it comes to brothers."
"I know," Joey agreed genuinely. "I'm so glad I have him."
"Alex is special himself," Leon put forth. "Most people take a good look at me and get turned off. But not him. I always wished I had someone who would just care half as much as he does." Joey used one hand to press against the older boy's knee in comfort. "I never want anything to happen to him, either. So when we go back to school, I promise I'll keep an extra eye out."
Joey looked up at him happily. "Thanks, Leon."
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Strolling into Scott's room, Charles smiled at the sight of him under the covers.
"In bed already?" the Professor marveled.
"Since the wedding and all the other crazy stuff going on, I think school will be a breeze," Scott half-joked.
"I believe you're right." Charles sat on the bed, looking at him. "So I hear yesterday wasn't very much fun for you."
Scott felt about ready to sink under his blankets or to the earth's core. "I'm really sorry, Charles. I don't know what came over me."
"Scott, it's alright," Charles said. "I know you were upset and apologized for everything."
"Not just for that," Scott continued. "I acted really bad when Erik was spanking me. He had to make me go to the corner any everything. Charles… I'm sorry."
"Scott," Charles gripped his hands, "listen to me very carefully, alright?" Scott nodded. "You are a little boy. Behaving like one will not make me love you any less. Now, I am going to tuck you in, you're going to get a good night's rest, and you won't be troubled by these things anymore. Do you understand me, young man?"
"Yes, sir," Scott responded. "Thanks. I'm glad you're back."
"So am I." Charles hugged him and settled the covers around him better once he laid down.
Raven and Emma appeared in the doorway as Scott drifted off and the former petitioned, "Charles." He looked over. "This is going to be pretty pathetic after everything that happened today but I figured you two could use a pick-me-up."
"Lead on then," Charles invited, getting up.
The telepathic coupled followed Raven to the master suite. She opened the French doors for them and held out her arms as indication for them to enter ahead of her. They did and released taken aback gasps.
Cream colored linens of silk and satin awaited them on the bed along with new curtains and throws to match. Their Christmas presents stood out on display on the various shelves. An enlargement of one of their wedding photos hung from over the headboard.
"We even brought over all of Emma's stuff." Raven looked squeamish. "Do you like it?"
"This is the best welcome home we could have asked for." Emma turned around to hug her. "Thank you, Raven."
"Oh little sister," Charles joined the embrace as well, "thank you."
"It's Hank's way of saying "Congratulations" and my way of saying "thanks for letting me live"." Raven smiled and started out of the room. "Enjoy, Mr. and Mrs. Xavier."
Emma's arms went around her husband's neck. "Happy to be home, sugar?"
"Happy to be back in our home," Charles gave her a kiss, "yes."
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After he had his shirt back down over his head, Alex asked, "So what's the verdict, doc?" Even as Hank looked away, he did not miss his grim countenance. "Hank? Hank, what's wrong? Talk to me."
"I'm afraid we'll have to tolerate your return to the training field." Hank turned back to him with a smirk. "Everything appears back on track."
Alex practically stumbled over in elation. "You're kidding? I'm actually good to go?"
"You must continue to be watchful in regards to your hypertension and in general but otherwise, you're clear to return to your normal activities."
"Whoo!" Alex leapt up from the exam table with a triumphant hand in the air. "Man, what to do first? Two hours in the gym- no, make it three. Maybe a six AM run."
Hank surmised, "So I'll be seeing you back in here before noon then." He turned his attention to the opening doors. "There you are, Leon."
The young student approached him. "You wanted to see me?"
"I wanted to give you something actually." Going over to his desk, Hank unearthed something from a drawer and flung it his way.
Leon managed to catch it. He unfolded the black and silver outfit that came complete with an X on the right shoulder.
Leon could not take his eyes off as he wondered, "…Is this what I think it is?"
Hank bobbed his head. "You're an X-Man. You need a proper uniform."
Alex threw an arm around Leon's shoulders. "No, what you need is a proper name. I don't care what Becky says. So, what's it going to be, man?"
"Vapor." Both Hank and Alex regarded him with surprise. "What? I'm a comic buff with an unusual genetic makeup. You really think this is the first time I've thought about a handle?"
"Hey, not bad." Alex tossed the top of his friend's long hair. "I'm glad you're on board."
Attention going to his uniform again, Leon felt much the same sentiment developing.
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Shiny rabbit eyes watched on as the two boys at last concluded their pillow fight. Cody and Joey fell out on the middle of the large bed in fits of laughter.
"Where'd your folks go, anyway?" Joey wondered.
"Dad's gettin' ready for his shift and Ma's probably workin' on her lesson plan again. She loves that stuff." Cody slid off the bed. "Want to sled some more?"
"We can't go outside now. It's dark," Joey reminded him.
"Who said anything about outside?" Cody started to remove the silver disk off one wall. "We can play bed sled."
Joey tilted his head. "What is that, anyway?"
"My dad's shield. He got it in Japan from some ancient- whatevers." Cody dragged it over. "I just use it as a saucer. Wanna play?"
"Sure," Joey shrugged.
"It's like this." Cody demonstrated by placing the saucer on top of the bed then spinning with it until he flopped out down onto the floor. "Whoa." He steadied himself. "Okay," he fixed it back in place for Joey, "your turn."
Joey climbed inside the back opening of the shield. Attempting to imitate Cody as best he could, he took off in a twirl but veered further across the room.
Cody's mouth dropped at the sight of the tiny sparks bursting off the blonde. He did not land until just outside of the walk-in closet.
"Ugh," Joey rubbed his dizzy head, "did I do it right?"
Cody did not speak at first. More than anything, he felt certain that he had just witnessed his friend somehow flying.