"...'Cos I don't wanna get over you
I don't wanna get over you..."~ "Sorrow", The National
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Azazel had left quickly after their truce to retrieve a couple Brotherhood members to assist in the extraction, as Xavier was calling it.
Emma did not know Charlotte well. She knew much of her—Mystique's past sisterhood with her, the Oxford-educated background, and of course the whole debacle in which they fought against Shaw. She had learned of Cuba much after the fact and had been surprised to hear that Magneto had paralyzed her—even if it had been accidental.
Emma had been even more surprised to find out about their child. Of course, they didn't tell the others, but Emma had felt their alarm and seen through Azazel and Mystique's eyes as Magneto got the ultrasound photo—"Her name was Anya Xavier." Despite their mutational similarities, Emma did not care for the professor much beyond grudging respect, but that photo was enough to make her sympathize for Xavier. Even more so after she learned the details from Mystique.
The one thing that had always confused Emma was Xavier's relationship with Magneto. Before Cuba, it had seemed that the two were a couple; even Shaw had thought so. Looking in to the others' memories of what had occurred on the beach and his reaction to her injury, it sure seemed like they had been. But then he had left without a second thought.
Well, that was untrue. He thought about her constantly; Emma didn't need to read his mind to know that.
It took Emma an embarrassingly long time to gather that the pregnancy had resulted from one drunken night that neither fully recalled and they'd had little besides that. But they were stupidly, foolishly in love, she realized as she watched them. Magneto pined and the Professor, judging by her students' thoughts, had done little more aside from mourning for her daughter.
When Magneto had been captured, well, it was an instant choice to retreat and go to Xavier for assistance. Charlotte was the forgiving sort that believed in second chances and trusting people, but more than that, Emma knew she would go to hell and back for him.
It was all so terribly sad, honestly, and Emma felt bad for Charlotte. She was willing to do almost anything for him but Magneto seemed only concerned with the Brotherhood and mutants, despite the fact that he seemed to fully reciprocate Xavier's love.
Personally, the telepath thought he needed to reorder his priorities.
Watching Xavier plan a rescue mission to go after him, Emma resolved to tell him that much once he was back.
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From the Brotherhood, Raven and Frost gather Azazel, Riptide, and a woman Charlotte has never met before named Irene Adler but whom the others call Destiny.
Charlotte asks Hank and Alex to assist. They were not happy but reluctantly agreed. "For you." Hank had reluctantly decided. "We'll do it for you, not for him."
Via Cerebro, Charlotte confirmed that Erik was still at Three Mile Island, drugged to unconsciousness in a secure level far below the captive children. She also discovered that, at the same time, another man was on his way to the island—Logan, whom she and Erik had briefly met years ago, was on his way there as well.
Now, on the jet of Hank's design and piloting, the air was tense as they flew from New York to the small Pennsylvanian island. The flight was silent and no one spoke more than required for planning.
Emma, Riptide, and Alex were to go in for the children. Raven, Azazel, and Hank were after Erik.
Irene, as she had introduced herself to Charlotte, was a blind young woman with a cryptic smile that matched her mutation of foreseeing the future. It was her mutation that allowed her to compensate for her physical limitation, but she was mainly a non-combatant and preferred to watch rather than act. As such, she and Charlotte were to remain on the jet while the others enacted their plan.
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Charlotte Xavier - A Thousand Years
FanfictionCharlotte never expected to find herself assisting the CIA as a telepath. Then again, she hadn't really considered the possibility of finding other mutants like her and Raven. Of all things, she never expected Erik Lehnsherr.