I actually couldn't wait to see her. I knew I missed her, everyone did. Well, everyone that knew her anyway.

We arrived at the Central Intelligence Agency's building looking for her and of course in a matter of minutes we found her.

Eric literally ripped the door off her prison cell and she was standing there, in her beautiful diamond body; her defence. I smiled at her but she hardly noticed me, he focus was all on Eric.

"Eric, I believe?" She asked, looking him in his eyes.

He smirked and said, "Actually I prefer Magneto."

She finally looked my way but when she had seen me, she frowned. She glared towards Angel who was standing next to me but then her glare relaxed when she had seen Raven. She looked lost, like she was searching I knew who she was searching for.

"Wear is Shaw?" She asked.

"Dead; I killed him myself," She winced at this, "I drove a coin straight through his head, slowly passing through his brain. It was brilliant, the pain he must have felt would have been unbearable. He didn't even scream."

"So are you coming or not?" Raven asked Emma.

Emma nodded in agreement and we all stepped in. Azazel held out both of his hands and Magneto took Azazel's right hand and Angel took the left. I took Angel's free hand and she squeezed mine and smiled at me which was returned with another smile. Emma walked over to me and grabbed my free hand. I gave hers a gentle squeeze and smiled at her

In a matter of seconds we were all home but before I could pull Emma back she went straight into her old room. Angel tried to pull me back as I went after Emma but I pushed her aside.

She was standing in the middle of the room, looking lost again. I wrapped my arms around her and held her for ten minutes till I turned her around and started to kiss her but she pulled away.

"Not now Riptide," She whispered

I moved her face gently upwards to make her eyes meet mine

"Why is it that you call me Riptide?" I asked.

I didn't mind her calling me Riptide but I did think we were past these silly little code names that Shaw made us use. I never called her The White Queen so why is she calling me Riptide?

"It's your name," She laughed.

"No, my name is Janos. Would you like me to refer to you as the white queen?"

She didn't answer she just smiled. I held her again but left her to deal with this stranger's room.

I walked out of Raven's room, leaving Emma to make sense of this new situation and went into my room. I was greeted by Angel.

She had been after me for weeks but I still refused every offer she made but here she was sitting on my bed with nothing on but her falling dressing gown.

"Afternoon Janos," She purred as she pulled me onto the bed.

I have to say I didn't hate this. She pulled off my jacket and my shirt so my bare chest was exposed. She started to kiss me and I kissed back. Soon after I had started kissing her, the dressing gown came off and showed everything. Nothing was covered and no one was bothered.

Her hands moved down to my crotch where they tried to unbutton my trouser bottoms. Her hands were shaky so that attempt failed.

"Care to help" She asked while I was still working on her exposed chest.

I nodded and unbuttoned them quickly and then kicked them off. I was the only one who had any bit of clothing left and she hated it. She ripped off my underwear and then smiled up at me, like she had made some great achievement.

She was on top now, and as she carried on trying to kiss me, I just kept on pulling away.

After fifteen minutes of doing nothing but kissing her in the nude, she was disappointed. She pulled away looking very unhappy.

"Seriously," she said, "Were ready to go all the way and you stop?"

I moved off the bed and put my underwear back on and opened my bedroom door. I didn't need to say anything because she knew. She knew that the moment Emma came back, all her efforts on trying to sleep with me would be wasted and it was.

I couldn't sleep with Angel while knowing that Emma was only a few feet away.

Angel left in a hurry and I was left there alone in my room. I went to my desk and pulled out the sketch of Emma that I was working on before she left.