3 months later
The bedroom door opened but I keep my head buried underneath the covers of the bed. Charles and I have been busy running the school again and a few months we got our wish. No not that Hope isn't dating anybody. We're pregnant again, except Hope and the students don't know yet. I heard the sound of the wheelchair enter the room where Charles carried a tray of breakfast in his lap. He locked his chair in place when I shifted to sit up taking the tray from him. He pushed himself up from the chair dropping down on the side of the bed sighing. "Has the sickness gotten any better darling?" He asked as I tried to eat something but pain shoots through my stomach so I dropped the fork groaning. Throwing my head against the pillows I yank them over my head moaning. When I was pregnant with Hope I don't remember the sickness and pain being this bad. Plus there are times when my magic goes crazy where I want to destroy everything in sight. "I hate feeling like this...it's ridiculous!" I grumbled until Charles shook his head cracking a smirk."I don't seem to remember you complaining that night. I believe you're exact words were I can't believe we only did this once." Grabbing his pillow I smacked him upside the head with it feeling my face being bright red. He falls backwards onto the bed just laughing that beautiful sound I love. I couldn't help but smile hitting him with the pillow a couple more times until he grabbed it. He rolled over so he was laying beside me in the bed smiling. The only thing that could have made things better is if he had his hair still. Apocalypse's battle managed to make that permanent. He reaches over playing with my loose blonde hair staring into my eyes. We stayed like this for a few hours before I forced myself out of the bed. Charles could feel my mind racing so we strolled out to our woods again near where his grandfather's favorite tree used to be. "Are we sure this is a good idea for the baby, Charles?" I questioned when he stopped moving his joystick controller watching me.
He takes my hand in his freehand squeezing it gently. "Hank did the testing. You'll be fine." Slumping my shoulders I removed my hand from his turning on my heels facing the opened landscape. Closing my eyes I released a breath clutching my hands into fists then opening them again. The golden energy blasted forward smashing the tress into bits that I raised one hand in the air. Throwing them around with Charles watching behind me seeing Hope and Peter appeared beside him. Turning around on my heels I sighed in relief walking over to my husband. "Sweetheart, what are you and Peter doing exactly?" I questioned crossing my arms over my chest the wind blowing my hair around. She replied with a smile tilting her head to the side. "Just thought I should use Astral projection to ask this question. Can Peter take me out to the mall for a few hours?" Charles glanced up at me tapping his temple but I shook my head no making him roll his eyes.
"Yeah that's fine. Have fun." I answer her leaning against his wheelchair where he intertwined my hand with his. Peter smiled at us when I bite my lip not wanting to tell Hope that she technically can't date him since he is Erik's kid. One night I had accidentally slipped into his mind when he was sleeping and I learned the truth. They aren't related but it's close enough. "Mom, why can I hear a voice inside you?" Our daughter asks walking forward even though she wasn't physically in front of us. Charles chuckled throwing his head back in laugher. "Like mother, like daughter. Reading the little ones mind." I blushed running a hand through my hair smiling at his statement. Shortly after Hope ran forward now physically being here wrapping her arms around me in a hug. Wrapping my arms around her I smiled into her hair until she broke the hug. "Suprise sweetheart. You're gonna be a big sister." I revealed grinning like I did on my wedding day pulling her in for another hug.
Charles and I returned to the house where I rushed to the bathroom needing to throw up. He came inside holding my hair out of my face until I was done. Running my hands through my hair I needed a walk through the school seeing Raven sitting at the kitchen table smiling instantly at me. Pulling out a chair I sit down with her resting my chin in the palms of my hands. "What are you smiling for girlfriend?" I asked since we haven't had time to just hang out as friends. We've been having to save the future and everything. When I met her it sounded so easy to have a friend for once. "It's obvious Rora. You're glowing so it's clear. My brother got you pregnant again." She grinned with a smirk on her face seeing me blushing at her words. Bending my head down on the table she laughed over I nodded my head yes that she was right. "I want it be another girl. So this time I can spoil her with fun Aunt Raven time. Oh can she be named Raven please?" She gave me puppy dog eyes where I shake my head at her silliness. "Maybe but it might not even be a girl you know...uh I'm getting tired I'm going to bed." I waved bye to her going outside to look at the stars before I would go to sleep.
Closing my eyes for a second I could hear someone walking towards me. I knew it wasn't any of the kids because they were all asleep and Charles was in his office doing some late night paperwork. Spinning around on my feet something gets shot into my neck from up in the air. Grabbing my neck I stumbled onto my knees. My vision blures together before I collapse onto the grass. "I've got Deerfield down. We'll have in a few minutes. Then we will learn her power." The last thought I heard from someone named Stricker. The humming of a helicopter got closer before I blacked out.
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So I decided to not write Aurora in Dark Phoenix and make my own storyline instead
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FanfictionAurora Deerfield was a prisoner of Sébastien Shaw until she met Erik Lehnsherr. Together the pair overcame the harsh torture they received. But she manages to escape and stumble across Charles Xavier, who causes her views to change. Aurora doesn't t...