"Hey! Clara!" came Hank's voice late afternoon.
Clara turned her head, "Oh, hey, Hank. What did you guys find out? Hopefully it's just nothing"
"Yeah, Charles is going to take Alex on a little trip to ask a… past colleague for information" Hank explained, "He wants us to take care of the school"
Clara smirked, "Great! So that means late night parties, booze, and pizza until Charles gets back! Want to call the delivery or should I? Personally, I think I should be the one to handle the booze"
"Sometimes it amazes me how you are older than me" Hank rolled his eyes, "But after seven years of living under the same roof with you, I can now tell you that I know you. You always express a carefree attitude whenever there is something bothering you. I think it has something to do with that group you saw last night"
"Really?" Clara asked.
"You know you can tell me, right?"
"I almost did"
"Until you didn't want to tell Charles"
Clara stopped, "He's got too many things on his mind right now. Especially when he and Alex are going off to investigate something"
Clara turned to walk back down the hall but Hank's hands on her arms made her stop as her body swayed over to the right. She walked into an empty classroom as she heard the door close behind her. Clara turned back around and folded her arms over her chest. She knew it would only be a matter of time before Hank got impatient with her rolling him off the shoulder. Now as Hank walked over and leaned on one of the desks, she could tell that the man wanted answers.
"Something's bothering you"
"I can handle it myself"
"You don't have to" Hank reminded her.
"I'm fine, Hank" Clara brushed off, "I'm just worried about Jean and how her nightmare rubbed onto her badly"
Hank pointed out, "And you said last night that you think it could've been because of you"
Clara sighed, "I don't think, I know. I told you the group of rebels but what I left out was the leader. The man, never seen him before, but I can tell there was something different about him"
"Like what?" Hank asked as he folded his arms over his chest.
"Like he wasn't from this time" Clara answered honestly, "He felt so… ancient"
Hank's eyebrows furrowed, "Like a time traveler"
Clara shook her head, "Time travelers would've still felt out of place, this one felt like he's been around since the beginning of time"
"Like an immortal" Hank slowly nodded, "So if he could outlive time, why did he wait until now to do something catastrophic? What was he doing?"
"You're not going to believe this but… he was in Cairo" Clara looked at Hank, "He was walking over to a pyramid with four others following him"
Hank's face dropped and if it could possibly happen, he turned even more pale. "Why didn't you tell us this before? I told Charles in front of you that I picked up something from Cairo"
Clara's shoulders dropped, "I know but Jean looked very concerning last night and I didn't want to bring it up when I forced my vision. She looked terrified. I can't put myself first when a younger, stronger student is breaking under pressure"
Hank nodded in understanding, "So you think that your powers reacted to how this mutant felt. His presence must've been too much to handle. What about the others?"
"What about them?" Clara asked.
She glanced down to the floor as her mind saw the picture of Erik as he walked behind the man. Clara's always seen his face in a stoic kind of way but this made it look like he was almost dead. Without feeling or a care in the world, she wanted to believe that he was under some sort of mind control but it didn't seem or feel that way in her vision. Erik would do something like what the other mutants were doing in a heartbeat if given the chance and motivation.
Hank continued, "Did you recognize any of them? Maybe just one and we can start on that?"
Clara swallowed as she realized that she could tell Hank about Erik right now. Just get it over with and let Hank blow this vision off for a good hour before coming back for help. She thought about her fork decision, knowing that in his mind, Hank would think that the only reason why she cared so much about the vision was because of Erik.
"No" Clara sighed, "Not anymore"
Hank gave a slight nod as if it was understandable before he glanced up to the clock. He picked up his briefcase and looked over to Clara as she tried her best to not go back on her decision.
"We'll figure this out together" Hank nodded.
Clara agreed, "Hopefully. What did Charles find out about Cairo?"
Hank stopped before saying, "He saw that colleague there during the time for the power surge and thinks that she might have information about it"
Clara picked up her head and looked at Hank.
Clara raised an eyebrow, "She?"
Hank shrugged, "Yeah, she. Her name is Moira Mactaggert. She was here for the Cuba Crisis"
Clara scrunched up her eyebrows together as she wondered how that name sounded so familiar to her. She had a flashback when Raven was lying around and telling stories about Charles and laughed at his puppy dog love for Moira. She kept joking how whenever Raven would ask Charles about Moira, he would just lie and say that her mind was fascinating to look at. At the time, Clara thought it was totally ridiculous how this man could behave around a human to the point that she would laugh with Raven too. Now she just chuckled to herself and shook her head as she wondered how she could forget such a fond moment.
Clara teased, "Are you sure he's just getting information? Sounds like he wants to do something more. You do realize he's going to be bringing her back to the house, right?"
"No, he's more professional than that" Hank scoffed then smirked, "Then again, I wouldn't be surprised"
Clara laughed as Hank couldn't help but chuckle with her. She walked out of the classroom with him and into the busy hallway. She couldn't help but hope that Charles would bring her around. She was now dying to see how beautiful this woman truly was and quite possibly make fun of Charles along the way.
Clara nearly skipped as she said, "So how did he look? Shocked when he first saw her?"
"More like he couldn't form words into complete sentences" Hank chimed in.
Clara giggled as she wished that she could've caught Charles in the act of being lovestruck by her. It seemed pretty interesting to hear and she just regrets not going to Cerebro last night when she had the chance. Clara reached out and patted his arm as Hank looked down to her.
"Thanks for the talk, Hank" she winked, "I really needed it"
"Anytime you need a friend, you know where my lab is" Hank smiled back before he rushed off in that direction.