Marvel/DC One Shots{Requests Closed}

Save Me - Young Charles Xavier One Shot

I feel like a few explanations are in order before I write this one; 1) this is based off of a strange dream that I had this morning so it will be written sort of differently, 2) it wasn't really young, and I must emphasize that he was the younger, Xavier it was more like a mix between Sherlock/Charles and 3) it has nothing to do with any of the movies.
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She was in the back seat of a large black SUV with three others, all of which were exceptionally close friends of hers. Charles was sitting in the passengers seat, Hank in the drivers seat, and Kitty was right next to her in the back. All of them, except Hank of course, had been drinking and were really pretty drunk if we're being honest here. She was happy despite this though, happily making fun of the last time they had gone out drinking with Charles. She loved him, everything about him and so it natural for her to tease and pick on the telepath and she did it often.

"Last time I wasn't even that drunk" Charles exhaled sharply at his friends accusation before turning in the seat to glare at the women snickering in the back seat.

"Last time you were so drunk you nearly lost your pants, Charles" Kitty pointed out with a laugh before wiping away tears that had formed in her eyes from the laughter.

"I drove last time, remember?" she grinned but before anyone could say anything more the car came to an abrupt stop which redirected all of their attention and all laughter stopped immediately.

She felt her breath get caught in her throat and in her drunken state she was vulnerable and afraid of everything around her. There was no reason for the car to have stopped like it had but both Charles and Hank were already out and looking at the problem. Though Charles was no help he certainly acted as if he was by just standing next to the front end of the car. She felt a feeling of cold dread fill her body and she opened the door right about the time a few men began talking from her far right and another set of her far left. She grabbed Charles hand and squeezed it, hoping by some miracle that this was nothing but a drunken illusion and with the contact on Charles hand maybe it would somehow disappear. She was was having no such luck as Kitty got out of her side and went up to Hank, she didn't appear to be as worried but Charles seemed to notice it though.

"what's the matter?" he whispered facing her completely, her adrenaline coursing through her fingers and almost making it into his but he enjoyed her hand in his.

"I don't know, but I do know something bad's about to happen" she tried hard to keep quiet, tried hard to sound coherent and make the thought complete and understandable but she was having a hard time with both right now.

She sobered up rather quickly, they all did, when a shot broke the silence of the air around them and she couldn't take it anymore and ran. Charles left Hank with Kitty knowing they would be alright together and darted off to catch up with her, he couldn't bare the thought of possibly losing her.

She heard his voice call out to her in her head and she called back, trying to ignore the chanting man about a hundred yards in front of her. His incoherent mutterings made her heart flutter nervously in her chest, it sounded a lot like the chanting of a mad man. She was too focused to notice that Charles was right there by her side now as she crouched in the thicket of the bushes on the edge of fence near a huge building. She hardly had time to wonder why she had come here or how she had managed to hide in plain sight because she was far too afraid to think about it. About the same time Charles whispered out to her the man suddenly turned, wide grin on his crazy face and started walking towards them and she didn't waste anytime. She wasn't sure why she had become so jumpy or nervous because she usually wasn't like this, she had dealt with men like this before and had no problems telling them off.

She assumed it was the alcohol that made her this way, assumed that she wouldn't be running like this if she had been sober before all of this happened. She found herself a few stories high and scared to death, Charles could even bare the pain of hearing her minds racing thoughts and could get a word in edgewise to calm her down like this. Charles noticed the man she seemed to be running from, noticed he was unarmed but chanting something he couldn't quite make out.

"Hey, calm down" Charles tried to sooth her but it was clear she was so afraid that she had lost sight of who was a friend and who was not. He noticed her eyeing every single ladder, could even see her calculating which route to take if either man came near her.

"Stay away, just don't touch me!" she screamed towards both me, only noticing the one she was running from though, fear had her head clouded and she couldn't focus on anything else.

"You need to calm down-" Charles was pushed away by the man with the twisted grin, he felt the concrete bruise his backside as he looked up.

"Back off!" she stepped back to every one of his steps forwards before giving him no chance to catch her and throwing herself to the nearest ladder.

She was running purely on adrenaline and fear, grabbing the ladders like a gymnast and scurrying down them almost as fast as she caught onto them she was on the ground before he had noticed her missing. She noticed the doors, and to her they looked like safety and so she ran for them grabbing Charles hand and dragging him along the way. She managed to pry open the doors with Charles help and darted into the room, neither had noticed the man behind them had already given up and proceed on his way to mumbled and creep out more people that happened by.

"Would you calm down?" She finally complied by collapsing into his arms, exhausted and bleeding from something she must have hit along the way.

Charles placed his hand over the small gash in her arm, eyes never leaving her closed lids as he held her against him as he sat on the floor. He wasn't used to using his powers in such a long time that he started to get a headache as he tried to contact the other two from where you two were but the walls of the complex prevented him from doing so. He sighed rubbing his temple with his free hand still too afraid to take his other off of the cut.

Everything ached, it felt like a ton of bricks had been placed all over her body and she were trying to move them with no luck. She could only manage to open her eyes at the moment to notice a few things; Charles was gone, she was in a bedroom, and she heard voices. She tried again to shift positions to hear the conversation better and did so but not without a squeak of pain passing through her lips and the noise stopped. She sighed because she was unable to make out any words they were saying but she didn't have to because a few seconds later the noise came to her.

"How are you feeling?" it was clear none of them wanted to discuss what had happened earlier.

"Where's Charles?" she began to panic, worried that her overreaction had hurt him somehow but relief soon swept over her when she heard his voice from the doorway.

"I'm right here," he stepped up next to Hank and Kitty but his eyes never left hers "I'm always going to be right here" he grabbed her hand and Kitty managed to pull Hank away before winking at her and shutting the door.

"What happened out there doesn't need to be remembered, it was horrible thing but it is all in the past now. I will never let you get hurt again but you really should listen to me when I try to talk to you" he gave her a slight smirk and she rolled her eyes.

"I was afraid, so afraid. . .Charles, I had never felt so helpless" she squeezed his hand as a few tears silently rolled over her nose and onto the bed.

"How about this," he kissed her "next time anything scares you, you come to me and I'll save you?" she nodded and smiled softly before whispering.

"Stay here tonight?" he didn't say anything as he crawled into the bed next to her helping her move to lay her head on his chest.