Charles Xavier x reader fanfictions

What am I to you VIII

Warnings: Coarse language

"Of course I can, I designed it."

"There's the ocean." Hank called and you held on to your seat.
"I swear if I see anymore blue things today I'm gonna throw up." You said, Hank and Raven looked to you angrily
"Sorry."
"You know we heard you last night." Raven whispered.
"What?"
"You and Charles, I'm so happy for you both." She smiled.
"Uh, I uh-"
"It's okay, I'm not talking." Raven zipped her lips smirking like the cat that drank all the milk.
You sighed and looked across from you, to Charles.
Who only sighed back in response.

"Holy crap look at all the battle ships!" Alex exclaimed.
"Remind you of when you were little?" You asked Alex.
"Yeah, actually."
"It looks pretty messy out there.." Hank Said more concerned.
Charles decided to take a peek into a head of a soldier on one of the ships, or so it appeared.
"The crew of the Aral Sea are all dead. Shaw's been there." Charles said as he continued to dig through.
"Here's still here, somewhere." Erik assured.
"He set the ship on course for the embargo line."
"Of that ship crosses the line, our boys are going to blow it up. And the war begins." Moira added to he conversation.
"Unless they're not our boys."
Everyone went silent, then a missile targeted the jet and hank swerved to dodge it sending the jet into a spin.
"Hold on! Hold on!"
Raven screamed as you held her tight against the seat, your panicked state made you shift into your natural form.
"Oh dear god! Charles what the hell!"
"A little warning next time professor?" Hank said calmly.
"Sorry bout that. You all right?"
"Bloody hell." You glared at his perfect face trying to be angry.
'You look beautiful.'
'If that's your apology I'm not accepting it'
"That was inspired, Charles." Moira smiled, you felt sick to the stomach at the thought of her flirting with Charles.
"Thank you very much, but I still can't locate Shaw."
"He'll be in that sub, he has a way of blocking you, the telepath maybe?" You questioned.
"Impossible, his telepath doesn't work anymore, so to speak. He's down there and we need to find him now!" Erik said sternly.
"Is there anything unusual on he radar or scanners?" Hank turned to Agent mctaggart,
She shook her head.
"Well, that confirms that he must be underwater. And obviously we don't have sonar." Hank grumbled.
"Yes we do." Sean spoke up.
"Yes we do." Charles said thankfully.
As soon as they got up the plane went shaky.
"Oh, hell!" You screamed holding tight onto your seat.
"Hank, level the bloody plane!" Charles yelled as he prepared Sean for something obviously dangerous.
Hank opened the Bombay doors so obviously Sean was going to drop down and use his screams to echo locate the submarine.
You held ravens hand as banshee dropped down into the ocean.
You only had to wait a few seconds before Charles called out "Banshee has got a location in Shaw. You ready for this."
"Charles." You called out concerned
"Let's find out." Erik smirked
"Charles, I don't think this is a good idea."
"We'll be fine." He assured.
You could sense Erik was struggling, so you crawled your way over to the Bombay and crouched next to Charles.
You looked to the blue water and saw the submarine slowly being lifted out of the water.
"Oh my god." You laughed. Amazed that Erik could find the point between rage and peace, like Charles taught him.
You looked to the submarine once more and your smile faded.
The man that could control wind or something or other came out of the top hatch.
"Hank, turn the jet!" You yelled. He didn't hear so you shook Charles and he saw the problem.
"Go tell hank!"
You ran up to the front of the plane yelling "turn the jet, turn the bloody jet!"
"Erik take my hand!" You heard Charles yell but you knew that Erik wouldn't, so you rushed to help.
But the jet took a sharp hit from the whirlwind and sent you tumbling.
"Hold on, guys. It's gonna get bumpy!" Hank yelled but you went to help Erik.
"Y/n, get back!"
"No! Erik let go-" before you could even finish your sentence you fell straight out of the jet and you were set flying through the whirlwind .