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Mina moved to the head of the table and looking down at him, "You need to lay still, be quiet and keep your mind blank."
"None of that shit is gonna work. Just hurry up, already." Cable groaned in pain with his eyes clenched shut.
"I have to mentally scan you, it's like my mental filing system that learns your medical history. But yeah, let's totally fuck safety, right? Not like I must know of which organs flesh, and which are metal. Let's just go fucking with your DNA and hope you don't die." Mina crossed her arms.
"I would've had this shit stitched up by now," he would have growled in annoyance.
She threw her hands up, "Yeah and dead in a week from sepsis or something stupid."
"Mi-na." he warned her with a firm voice to hurry up.
She shivered as the chill went up her spine. Mina didn't realize her reaction to his voice, but Cable did. She placed her hands on either side of his face and bent her head down over his. They locked eyes and he stopped breathing. Not from the blood loss, from seeing her wearing hardly anything and leaning over him with her still wet hair curtaining their faces.
"Let go." She whispered and the white light glowed under her palms.
Cable's eyes drooped and his bloody hands fell limp at his side. Endorphins raced through his bloodstream at her touch, taking the edge off and relaxing him. It was better than any drug he had been on.
Mina let her fingertips linger on his cheeks a few moments longer than necessary. Then she leaned over him, shoving her breasts in his face as she reached for his straps and buckles. "First of all that fanny pack has gotta go. What do you keep in there; a book of stamps and a bus pass?"
He was too far gone to respond to her sarcastic remarks about his tactical gear. His biotic eye had been scanning her and now had all her features engraved into his mind. She noticed the red flicker in his left eye but didn't comment.
She walked around the table as she threw off his gear piece by piece, she spoke to herself, "Honestly, what's the point of a bullet proof vest if it doesn't do it's job?"
"Looks badass." He coughed a bit of blood as he chuckled.
She ripped and cut whatever clothing she couldn't get off him while he was laying on the table. When he was completely naked from the waist up, the surrounding torn clothing soaked in his blood. Mina cupped her hands around the bullet wound and closed her eyes.
Cable's body tensed in pain and his fists clenched tightly around the edge of the table. Mina's powers were forcing the bullet to travel up the same path it had entered. He didn't scream in pain as Colossus did, but the table started creaking and bending under the force of his grip.
"Be still, it's not even halfway out yet." She pressed down on his stomach harder.
His back arched and his metallic hand crushed the steel table in it's grasp. Without taking her hands off, and without stopping the healing process, she awkwardly climbed the table. As she did with Colossus, she straddled Cable. Although this time since his wound was in his gut, she was sitting in his lap.
Taking one bloody hand away, she leaned forward and used it to brace herself above him. Cable continued to seize in pain until she whispered his name. "Cable…"
He watched her lean down, getting so close that he could smell her again. She softly pressed her forehead to his and ran her still bloody hand through his hair. The endorphins she forced through his system were high enough to make his eyes roll and lean into her touch.
The strong metal hands than had been destroying the steel table were now on Mina. Cable grabbed Mina's hips, his palms smacking her skin so fast that it sounded as if he spanked her. Her breath hitched after capturing a small moan in the back of her throat. She prayed that he didn't hear that, but he did. His eyes bore into hers and he nudged her nose with his.
She could feel his warm breath on her lips and his firm grip tightening on her waist. She was nearly finished with getting the bullet out when she felt his erection twitch under her, as if asking for attention as well.
The bullet finally came out, rolling off him and clinking onto the bloody table beneath him. The wound closed, leaving nothing but the bloody yet muscular smooth skin behind. Mina's hand eased up on the pressure but remained flat against his stomach, sliding her fingertips over where the entry wound had been.
"If you wanted me out of my clothes that bad, you could've just asked." His gruff voice said against her lips. If either of them moved a hair closer, they would have kissed.
"You… I can't hear you."
"Didn't say nothin'." He mused in a soft tone, still experiencing the effects of her powers.
"The only other person I haven't been able to hear is my Dad. Even other psyche mutants I can hear… but not you. Amazing." She was talking more to herself than him.
He didn't hear what else she said because her current position and powers were distracting him. He knew what she was referring to. Mina couldn't hear him telepathically. Cable had gotten hurt prior to getting shot and after, but he had only told her of the gut wound.
"Your mind may keep it's secrets, but your body is screaming at me to take away the pain."
He had an older shoulder injury from a time he didn't want to remember, severe pressure and misalignment of his back and an old knee injury that never healed right. Not to mention the ever-present techno-virus. Cable felt like he was floating, and she was the only thing keeping him grounded.
She gasped suddenly, "You're dying…"
Those words brought him crashing down to reality. "I know." His grip tightened and caused her to wince, his eyes shot open. "The virus is killing me."
She shook her head and whispered back, "It's killing your humanity."
Without taking his eyes off her, "Then be my Savior."
Colossus started to stir and shake his head and Mina quickly scrambled off Cable. He watched as she hovered over her boyfriend affectionately and snarled an expletive before getting up. When she finally looked over her shoulder, Cable was already walking out of the lab bloody, shirtless and with his gear thrown over his shoulder.
Charles exited the van that Beast was driving and turned back towards the opened door.
"I shouldn't be too long, Beast. An hour at most. Find a parking spot and I shall call for you when I'm done."
"Very well, Professor," Beast replied. "I have the current research files. I will be occupied."
Beast brought in the ramp, closed the doors and drove away. Charles then wheeled himself into the office building they were parked in front of. Once inside he went to the elevator and then to the sixth floor. He found the conference room that had his name on a sign on the door. Upon entering, there was a tall man with dark hair and even darker eyes standing at the other end of the table. He sat down when Charles nodded in greeting.
"Guten Tag." he greeted. His German accent was prominent.
"Aleksander, how are you?" Charles replied.
"Let's skip the pleasantries. Right to business, ja?" Aleksander asked.
"Very well," Charles began. "What is it you're requesting?"
Aleksander leaned forward interlacing his fingers together, a twisted smile on his face, "There is a mutant in your employ. A healer."
Now Charles leaned forward in his wheelchair. "That would be my daughter. Savior X."
Aleksander let out an excited chuckle and clapped his hands together, "Wunderbar!"
"What do you want with her?" Charles didn't like where this was going.
The look in his eyes got dark and he licked his lips before answering, "I want her. I want her to be to mine. To bare my children, the perfect soldiers. You bring Savior X to me and much wealth and protection I give to you. We have deal, ja?"
Charles sat in deep thought for several minutes while Aleksander patiently awaited a response. Charles finally exhaled and answered. "I could clone her and the results you're looking for will be the same."
Aleksander slammed his fist on the table. "Nein! Clone nothing but copy. Copies are never as strong as original. I get original and you keep copy, or I walk, and your mansion explodes. All nine levels."
Charles sighed. This man had done his homework. "That could prove difficult as our best X-Men are always around her in some capacity. They will protect her. Cable has also taken interest in her. He currently believes he will get her. He can manipulate time to make it happen."
The other man scoffed, and turned his nose up, "Nathan Summers is no obstacle to a man like me. If you are that worried, I will send my own assassin to make quick work of them all."
"Who might that be?" Charles asked.
"Of no concern to you, Xavier. Auf Wiedersehen," Aleksander answered and left the conference room while quickly typing on his phone.