AUTHOR'S NOTE: Shoutout to all of you who have held out for the extremely long hiatus. It really means a lot to me. I had a bit of trouble with my computer and the tech wiped the hard drive to get rid of the virus. When I got it back, I only had WordPad. (I explained this already didn't I?) Anyways, I finally got word back, so hopefully the chapters will be updated more often.

As always, please, please review and let me know what you think. I made this chapter a bit longer in hopes of kind of making up for the long lapse.

CHAPTER TEN

Alexandria's POV

Parking, I stepped out of the car and headed towards the Northhaven Bridge. It was located deep in the park that was undoubtly why Gideon had chosen it. It was a warm night, and a steady breeze ruffled my hair. I'd changed out of my jeans and t-shirt into a v-neck black dress. It swished around my knees and my heels clicked on the pavement.

I saw the bridge up ahead and a dark figure leaning against the rails. I couldn't help but smile as I drew closer.

Gideon's POV

I was leaning against the rail of the bridge as I watched Alex walk up to the bridge. She had a distinctive walk that I could easily recognize.

She walked straight up to me with an expectant look on her face. "Well?" she asked.

I raised an eyebrow. "Well what?"

"What's the plan?"

"You're used to making the plans, aren't you?"

Color flushed through her face. "Am I that easy to figure out?"

I didn't answer her, but pulled a piece of cloth from my pocket. Her face was uncertain.

"Turn around."

She shook her head. "Trust me, Alex. Turn around"

She reluctantly turned around. I tied the cloth securely around her eyes. "What the hell?" she muttered. I laughed and repeated what I'd just said to her. "Trust me."

I took her hand and led her off the bridge toward the picnic I had set up. I had done my research. I knew what her favorite foods were and I had prepared them. When we reached the edge of the blanket, I removed her blindfold and watched her reaction.

Alexandria's POV

I gasped when I took in what lay before me. A blanket was spread out, lit Japanese lanterns were strung up into the canopy of trees above us, creating an beautiful glow in the night. On the blanket, there was food spread out. Upon a closer look I noticed that it was all my favorite foods. Extra cheesy Mac and Cheese, well done steaks, salad with Italian dressing and all the extras. For dessert, I spotted chocolate covered strawberries. Gideon sat and poured Dr. Pepper into glasses.

Following his lead, I sat on the blanket.

"I considered attempting to sneak some of my father's wine to bring, but it was risky and I didn't know your stance on drinking." Gideon said as he handed me my cup.

"Oh. I've had a drink before. Not really something I do every often." I replied.

Gideon gave me a smile. "I had an idea that was the case."

"How do you do that?" I asked

"How do I do what?" He asked, with a cocky grin.

"Know…all this stuff about me. Like my favorite foods, and my favorite flower, and the fact that I love Dr. Pepper?"

Gideon laughed. "I could tell you that I hired a really good PI, but that would be a lie. The truth is that I hacked into your facebook page, looked at your likes, and such, and then I came across a conversation between you and a friend talking about your favorite foods." He finished by sipping his drink confidently like some ladies' man in a 90's flick.

I just stared at him for a moment. I shook my head. "That's just—"I sputtered.

"By the way, I'd pick a new password. A better one. I mean…X-men? Really?" Gideon was flat out laughing.

I felt the need to explain myself. "I made that when I was eleven." I tried to look miffed, but even I saw how bad it was.

"And you never changed it? I mean-jeez!" Gideon fell over laughing. I smacked his chest with the heel of my hand, but I was laughing too.

AT THE SCHOOL

Professor Xavier's POV

I shuffled through some papers on my desk. It had been about an hour or so since I'd seen Alexandria drive through the gates. It had been a week since I noticed the mental blocks inside her head. I wondered what she was hiding. Storm came in, a stack of paper in her hands.

"The midterms?" I asked. Storm nodded and set them down on a table, and started sorting them by classes. I watched her for a moment or two before speaking.

"Have you talked to Alexandria lately?"

Storm glanced up. "You mean talk talk or just hey how's it going in the halls?"

"I mean a talk talk."

"Not since her attack."

I sighed.

"Is there something bothering you, Professor?"

"I sensed mental blocks."

Storm cocked her head to the side, thinking. "Maybe it's about the guy she's seeing."

I was taken aback. "Alexandria's seeing someone?"

Storm nodded. "I don't know who it is. But he left flowers all over her room a few days ago."

I raised an eyebrow.

Storm continued. "They weren't just flowers, either. They were orchids."

I sat back. Orchids.

Storm was still talking. "…So whomever it is, has done his homework."

Now I was beginning to understand. But why would she hide this? This was the worry I voiced to Storm.

"Why the mental blocks, then? Who is this guy?"

Storm laughed. "She's a teenager with a telepathic father. She doesn't want you to know every single detail of her love life. Probably the same with her every day life. It's normal for teenagers to want separate lives from the parents. Alexandria has an extra hurtle.

Storm's logic made sense. I decided to drop the issue for now.

AT THE COMPOUND

Magneto's POV

I was walking down the halls when I ran into Mystique. "Have you seen Gideon anywhere?" I had wanted to brief him on something we'd be undertaking soon, but I hadn't been able to find the boy anywhere. He'd been good at making himself scarce for the past few weeks.

Mystique replied, "I saw him leave a few hours ago…but I don't know where he went."

I mulled this over for a minute. Was Gideon working on something separate? He'd done it before and I had no qualms with it. He normally briefed me before though.

"Is he working on something? Has he talked to you about a project?"

""No. Has he said something to you?"

I shook my head and continued back to my office. Sitting at my desk, I mulled this over.

AT THE PARK

Alexandria's POV

"OK, it's your turn. And it better be good." Gideon told me.

We'd worked through dinner, laughing and swapping stories. Now we were eating the strawberries and Gideon and just filled up our glasses.

I kicked off my shoes.

"Mmmmm..let me think…I know." I took a deep gulp of my Dr. Pepper before continuing.

"When I was about 4 or 5, my brother told me that a prostitute was someone who sold Ice-Cream.—"

Gideon was already laughing.

"Hold on—it gets better—so for two years I told everyone I wanted to be a prostitute.

Two years

No one fucking corrected me,

For two years."

Gideon was lying flat on his back, shaking with laughter. I fell down beside him, laughing.

When we stopped laughing, we just lay there. Gideon slid his hand into mine.

After a half hour or so, we gathered up our picnic things, and packed them into the trunk of Gideon's car.

"I wish I could drop you off, like a normal boyfriend would do." He said wistfully, tucking an errant strand of hair behind my ear.

I smiled up at him. "Maybe one day."

Gideon smiled. "Definitely one day." He leaned down and brushed a tender kiss across my lips.