A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Sorry it's been so long, I've been really busy with school but here is chapter four Like I promised.

Erik walked back into the theater, seeing only a few people working, they were up in the booth trying to figure out light fixtures. Seeing his actors not practicing frustrated him, they all just stood on the stage laughing and talking. Erik watched them closely; how they didn't even acknowledge him made him even more frustrated. So he decided to speak up.

"What do you all think you're doing?! Get to practice you're not nearly ready!" Erik said as he walked up onto the stage. His heels on his chestnut Giorgio Emporio loafers clicked as they walked across the stage. The sound of his powerful voice made the actors jump slightly and get back to what they were doing. This caused Erik to smirk. I love the power I radiate. Erik said in his mind then was pulled away by one of the techies concerning about the lights.

Emily was backstage talking quietly with one of her friends when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Raising a brow, she turned around and looked to a young woman who stood before her. The woman was lean and blonde. He body features were hardly any; she was skin and bones that practically it. The woman had thick rimmed black glasses and her eyes sparkled with green emeralds.

Emily smiled a bit; the girl seemed a bit self conscious as she spoke.

"Ms. Peterson, Um hi m-my-my-my name is Marie. D-D-Dr. Lenhserr ha-ha-has asked me to-to-to measure you fo-fo-for your costume" The girl named Marie explained to Emily, defiantly shy and not a very social person.

"You can call my Emily" Emily encouraged the girl to speak. But then Marie fumbled with the clipboard and other things like measuring tapes in her hands.

"O-Okay Emily, i-if you could fo-follow me" Marie stuttered as she reorganized all her materials in her hands. Emily followed the cautious girl down to the dressing rooms and then sighed.

"Are you okay?" Emily asked as they entered the room.

"I-I'm fine I just have like a nervous di-di-disorder, I –I personally hate it" Marie explained and Emily smirked and nodded.

"Nothing wrong with being nervous I know a lot of people who get shy and nervous, it's a common thing" Emily said and then Marie began to take her measurements. "can I ask you something?"

"S-sure" Marie nodded her head while writing down Emily's buss size on her clip board.

"What's with Dr. Lenhserr? Why does a lot of people hate him but love Professor Xavier?" Emily asked as she looked at herself in the mirror, quietly judging her personal looks.

"Oh that's e-e-easy, Dr. Lenhserr and Professor Xavier are lo-lovers, Nobody likes Dr. Lenhserr because they think he's all bad for X-X-Xavier" Marie replied, causing Emily to raise a brow.

"Their together? Really? They don't seem like the kind to be with each other." Emily said aloud. Marie nodded as she began to take Emily's waist size.

"Mmmhmmm B-But they've been fighting a lot lately, y-you will either hear their-their moans or-or them fighting at-at night if-if you listen hard enough." Marie told Emily. Who was still in shock slightly that the two were gay; But then listened as Marie spoke again.

"In the early mornings at least twice a month; you'll hear Dr. Lenhserr yell in German In his sleep." Marie whispered causing Emily to wonder.

"Why does he yell in German? His voice and everything he sounds English" Emily said confused but wanted to know more.

"Well you se-see, Dr. Lenhserr was in the concentration camps like 20 years ago or something like that, when he-he-he met Professor X, a fe-fe-few years later, X helped him with his speech so-so he wouldn't sound German." Marie informed her but then the sound of clicking shoes coming down the hall stopped her. The shadow could be seen and it looked like Erik's. it was indeed Erik. He appeared in the doorway; looking at the two.

"Marie I asked you to take her measurements, it's a five minuet job not a 20 minuet job" Erik said a bit agitated. Marie gulped and started out of the room but then stopped at the doorway and turned to Emily. And waved bye, smiling happily. Emily seemed to be the only person Marie had ever talked to.

Emily looked to Erik and crossed her arm. "Is it a crime to talk to a person?" her voice held a stern tone challenging to who was really with the power here. This aroused something in Erik and he instantly accepted the challenge of power.

"This production isn't just about you Ms. Peterson keep that in mind, your fellow actors need you because without you this production is shit"

"Getting a bit stressed are we Dr. Lenhserr?" Emily smirked at how he seemed stressed.

"What in the world would give you that idea?" Erik asked, his voice trying to be calm, but he was a low tempered person who craved what he wanted, and right now Emily was what he wanted.

"Or Is it pure jealousy that's made you so tick lately?" Emily asked and then went over to the mirror and looked at herself. Not seeing what any man would want her for. She was defiantly beautiful but she never thought she was.

"I don't know what you're talking about" Erik said in a calm voice. Then Emily turned and looked to him, using her woman instincts to lure him where she wanted him.

"Yours and Matthews hate relationship revolves around me…" Emily began to walk slowly over to Erik who began to hesitantly back up.

"Well i-"

Erik was cut off by the sultry looking Emily grabbing his tie and pulling him close to her.

"Admit it, you're hooked, you're cooked and caught in my tender trap." Emily smiled seductively. Erik was trying to be the one with all the power. He began to walk Emily towards the mirrors and makeup counter. She walked backwards and still held to his silk tie. Her heart beat racing in her chest. She felt her bottom hit the counter. And Erik still kept closer to her. Causing her to let go of his tie and her hand go behind her on the counter as she leaned back.

Erik's hands too were on the counter as his large body leaned and towered over her small frail one. Emily's head craned as she was in this position with him. Erik was going wild, her lips looking to inviting to him her body calling out to him with just the little things she had done. His legs pinned her to the position they were in. and he heard a faint moan come from Emily's delicious looking lips. Moving his head even closer to hers; their lips almost touching.

"I think it is you who is caught in my trap" Erik whispered and grinned "I haven't done a thing yet and already you moan" Erik said so seriously it was arousing Emily in the worst way.

"You're a-"Emily didn't get to finish, before she was able to finish her sentence she felt Eriks lips pressed gently to her own.