#there is a joke here charles has seen erik's kid more than he has. shots. but anyway

[xxplastic-cubexx]

chat theres something to cook here with the fact charles acted as wanda's doctor (or at least saw her) in evolution like help me out. .. .. ..

[iridescent-petrichor]

we’ll meet again, chapter eight

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: none just the plot of Apocalypse !

Words: 3K (jesus)

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A/N: final chapter!! hope u guys liked this, i do already have another peter series idea but i might do some oneshots for a bit before i start that :-)

“Were you scared?” Jean was the first one to break the silence, everyone in the plane following her gaze to land on Raven. “That day in DC, were you scared?”

“No,” Raven replied, looking away from her. She paused for a long time, the awkwardness in the room growing. “But I was scared on my first mission. I was on a plane like this with my friends, about your age. We called ourselves the X-men. Your brother was there,” she leaned forward, looking to Scott. “We used to call him Havoc. He was a real handful, but when it came down to it he was very brave.”

“What happened to the rest of the kids who went with you? The X-men?” Kurt piped up.

Raven stopped for a moment, avoiding eye contact with the boy. “Hank and I are the only ones left. I couldn’t save the rest of them. I told you, I’m not a hero.”

“Well, you’re a hero to us,” Jean said, turning to her. “Seeing you that day on TV changed my life.”

“Mine too,” Kurt added.

“Mine too.” You jumped in.

“Mine too.” Peter was the last to speak, and of course, he wasn’t done there. “I mean I still live in my mom’s basement but, you know… everything else is uh, well it’s pretty much the same.” He joked, turning to you with a smile that you returned. “I’m a total loser.” He finished, making the plane of people laugh. He was always good at making people laugh.

The tension was only lifted for a few moments, however, because soon turbulence began to shake the plane lightly. You leaned forward, glancing out the window to see pyramids with debris floating around them in half circles.

“Seventh wonder, twelve o'clock,” Hank muttered dryly.

Raven jumped up, standing between Moira and Hank. You glanced from her to Jean, who was staring intently at nothing.

“He has the professor in the center of the pyramid. He’s going to transfer his consciousness into the professor. If he does that, he’ll have the power to control every mind in the world.”

“Shit.” You whispered, anxiety building in your chest. Peter looked at you before turning back to the chaos outside, his hand finding yours as if it was second nature to him. To both of you.

“What the hell is that?” Moira asked, making you stand up to get a better view.

It was like a ball of debris, more concentrated than the ones around the pyramids. It looked like…

A magnetic field.

“It’s Erik,” Raven confirmed your suspicion.

In an instant, Peter was on his feet, leaning against you and staring down where Erik was.

“You guys help Nightcrawler get into the pyramid. Get Charles, I’ll take care of Erik.” Raven ordered, barely looking to the rest of you before focusing back on Erik.

“How are you gonna get through that?” Hank asked.

“I can get you in there.” Peter stood straighter, looking to Raven. “I came here for him, let me help you.”

She nodded before turning to the rest of you once more. “The rest of you, get Charles on this plane and get him out of here.”

“We’re not leaving without you!” Kurt protested.

“Don’t worry,” Peter looks to Kurt in reassurance. “We’ll catch up.”

“Hold on,” Hank warned, making you grab onto the back of Hank’s chair with Peter grabbing onto you.

Hank landed the plane, dropping you just off to the side of all the chaos happening. You all filed out one by one, Raven and Peter walking ahead of the group.

“Hank, Y/N, you go with the kids. Moira will be waiting on the plane.” It was interesting watching Raven easily falling into a leadership role, especially without Charles around. She always seemed to know what she was doing.

“Wait.” Scott stopped, making the rest of the group turn to him.

“What?”

“Not all of us can control our powers.” Suddenly, you remembered your gloves. You had left them at the mansion when it got destroyed, and you didn’t even realize how well you’d been managing without them.

“Then don’t.” Raven’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “You need to embrace them. We all do.”

You couldn’t help but smile at Raven showing off her true form, giving a small wave to Peter before he sped off with her.

Hank gave you a look in regards to your affection towards Peter, before motioning for the group to follow him. You did as such, keeping low just in case someone might see the five of you sneaking around. You ran through the rubble, dust clouding around you.

“There’s an entrance, it’s clear,” Hank said, stopping behind a section of a fallen building.

You glanced up just in time to notice the winged mutant that was with Erik when he took Charles soaring down upon the group. Everyone else looked up too, making you all back up to some extent.

“Kurt! Get in there!” Hank ordered, nodding when Kurt disappeared.

The winged mutant shot metal feathers towards you, only stopped when Jean used her powers to create a makeshift shield out of the rubble. He didn’t stay long, choosing instead to follow Kurt into the pyramid.

“In the pyramid. Move!” You ran in front, eyes darting all around you in case of traps or other mutants protecting the pyramid. Hank stayed in the back, making sure everyone got in safely. “Go!”

Lightning sparked violently to the ground, making you jump back. Within seconds, another mutant from earlier today landed in front of you. Her eyes were white, the same color as her hair, and blue electricity crawled up her arms and around her suit.

Fuck.

She walked towards you, the wind picking up until a car was raised into the air. You barely got to the ground in time, seeing it whir over your head.

You heard Hank roar behind you, attempting to use his strength to stop the car. Scott ripped his glasses off, beams of energy shooting towards the girl. When you glanced back, you saw Hank launch the car towards her.

You shot a wave of fire above you, enveloping the car as it launched towards the girl.

Before you could admire your teamwork, a purple laser sliced through the middle of the car, separating it and the flames as a third mutant jumped through the gap.

“Split them up.” She said, making you cast a nervous look to Hank.

The first girl rose from her spot, lightning shooting towards all of you. You jumped back, scrambling to get behind cover. Running into a half-collapsed building, you ducked to avoid the lightning.

As you struggled to catch your breath, you saw the girl with the purple blades wrapping a kinetic rope around Hank’s neck.

You stumbled back outside just as she yanks the rope, throwing him through a wall. She began pulling him towards her, choking him out in the process.

Gathering as much control as you could, you shot a ball of fire her way, knocking her off her feet and giving Hank the chance to slip out of her grasp. He jumped up, flipping off the ground and kicking her once before grabbing her by the throat and throwing her up to the top of a building.

“Thanks.” He spoke once you caught up to him, standing at his side.

Once Hank headed for the top of the building, you turned your focus back to the original girl. She and Scott were in a showdown, his beams of energy against her lightning.

Just as you started heading over to help Scott, Kurt jumped in and grabbed you. In an instant, you were back on the plane with Jean, Moira, and the professor. It was a different feeling than when you’d be taken places by Peter, less nauseating.

It didn’t take long for Kurt to get everyone on board, Hank climbing into the pilot’s seat.

“Let’s go.” The plane began rising off the ground. You had to force the worry away, trusting that Peter would get back in time. “Locked on.”

“Here we go,” Moira said.

It didn’t take long, however, for a thudding to be heard on top of the plane. Shit.

“What the hell was that?” Moira looked back at the rest of the plane, the fear in her eyes only growing when a purple blade sliced through the ceiling. She turned back to the controls, trying to help in any way.

“Kurt.” Jean’s voice rang out, looking up from her spot beside the professor. “Everyone, grab a hold of Nightcrawler!”

You did as told, dropping to your knees with him and grabbing his wrist.

“I’ve never done it with this many people!” Despite his worry, he prepared for teleportation.

Before he could get you all out of there, however, the winged mutant broke through the ceiling, dropping down into the plane. In an instant, the plane was soaring to the ground at a terrifying speed. While Kurt continued to struggle, you watched the winged mutant for any surprise attacks.

“Kurt hurry!” Jean urged. “Kurt!”

The winged mutant managed to regain his balance, taking aim towards you again.

“Kurt!” Your voice was laced with worry, leaning away from the mutant’s gaze as he took charge towards you.

In a blink, you were safe. Kurt brought you all to a room that was relatively intact, considering everything. When you glanced at him, he was already out cold, overworked.

“Is he okay?” Scott asked, leaning over him.

“It’s his energy, he’s drained,” Jean replied as Hank moved over to check for a pulse.

“Get out.” You heard Charles mumble. “Get out!” He began thrashing around from his spot on the floor, Jean immediately going to him.

“Professor it’s okay, you’re with us.” He opened his eyes, disoriented. “It’s okay,” Jean repeated, her voice soothing.

Once he got a sense of his surroundings, he kept to one of the corners of the room, leaning up against the wall. You and Jean brought Kurt over near him, setting up a bed for him to rest on.

Hearing someone outside calling Charles’ name, you froze. Hank stopped what he was doing, turning in the direction of the voice. It was the mutant from earlier, the one leading all the others.

“Show yourself! Charles!” He yelled, Hank standing in preparation for a fight. You backed up towards the wall next to Charles, keeping a safe distance away from the windows in case you could be seen.

The yelling stopped for a while, the tension growing in the air as everyone waiting for the mutant’s next move. You and Hank exchanged worried looks, Jean and Scott standing off as if forming a human barrier to protect the professor.

“Peter.” He spoke quietly, making you snap to him.

“What?” You asked, dropping to the ground to be eye level with Charles. “Peter?”

He didn’t answer, lost in his own head watching something you couldn’t see.

“Raven,” when he spoke again, everyone turned.

“I’m going out there.” Hank decided, turning towards the door.

“I’m going with you,” Scott added.

You said nothing, simply standing from your spot before the professor weakly grabbed onto you.

“No.” He struggled to stand, using you as support. “It’s me he wants.”

“Charles, you can’t give yourself up,” Moira argued. “He has you, he has us all. The whole world.”

“Charles! Come! Rescue your weaklings! Give your life for theirs!” When the mutant called out again, you turned to see Charles crying.

“No.” He shook his head, voice breaking. Suddenly, he sat up, coming to a decision before he froze. “He was right. There is still some part of me connected to him. I can get inside his head.” He laid back down, finally confident. “Thank you for letting me in.”

His eyes closed, and you knew he was gone to deal with the mutant. Taking the opportunity, you ran to the window, craning your neck to see what had happened to Peter. Before you could, you heard Charles struggling.

Jean ran over to him, checking to see if he was alright when the wall in front of you turned to dust. As it floated away in the wind, you saw the mutant staring up at you. Peter was crouched by his side, his leg trapped in the ground. You backed up, feeling all too exposed. As you did, the mutant walked towards you. It was slow, menacing, and the way he looked up at the house you were in gave you chills.

A steel beam fell past the house, lodging itself into the ground. You jumped, brows furrowing at the object.

Erik?

A second one came down just as quick, forming an X in front of the mutant whose movement was swiftly blocked.

Magneto flew down, hovering above the fight as the debris around him fell back to the ground.

“You betray me?” The mutant’s voice was filled with disgust.

“No.” He answered simply. “I betrayed them.”

The debris flew up once more, shooting towards the mutant. A shield formed around him, protecting him from Erik’s attack.

You glanced to the side, seeing Peter too close for comfort to the debris and the fire that circled the force field the mutant created. Without another moment wasted, you spun around towards the stairwell behind you and ran. You heard Hank say something to Scott as you were heading down, but you paid him no mind. You had to make sure Peter would be okay.

By the time you got to him, Hank was grabbing Raven and getting her to safety. Peter looked up at you, hand instantly finding yours for support. You held onto him, using your free hand to concentrate your powers around the ground entangling his foot. Once you had managed to burn enough of it away, you pulled him free, wrapping one of his arms around your shoulder. He groaned in pain, making your heart sting.

“I got you, don’t worry.” You reassured, following where Hank ran off to, keeping Peter as protected as you could on the way there.

Behind you, Scott was trying to help Erik in his attacks on the mutant. The chaos felt like so much, and yet it wasn’t even putting a dent in him.

Finally, you set Peter down next to Raven, muttering reassurances under your breath that you weren’t sure if it was more to comfort Peter or yourself. Hank, after making sure Raven would be alright, ran off to join the fight as well.

“You’re gonna be fine.” You smiled, crouched down in front of him. He nodded weakly, leaning his head back on the section of the wall that was behind him.

When you stood to follow Hank, his hand caught your wrist, pulling you back down. His other hand came up, cupping your cheek gently as his lips connected with yours. Your eyes widened, before fluttering closed, leaning into the kiss. You reached forwards, one hand resting on his neck, the other finding his hair. For a moment, it felt like nothing else mattered.

Still, you pulled away, a wide smile on your face.

“Go.” He encouraged, smiling tiredly.

“I’ll be back for you.” You pointed, standing and backing away from the boy.

“I know.” He muttered, watching you run off to join your friends.

The painful realization was that you were losing. All of you. By the time you rejoined the fight, Hank was unconscious and Scott was stuck, ground tangling him into the wall.

Despite the circumstances, you let your powers loose, fire raging around him until he turned in your direction.

It only took one swift movement, and you were sent flying backwards in the air, painfully slamming against a wall. You fell to the ground, too weak to move as you watched him. It was a helpless feeling, watching him wave off every attack you all threw at him.

Until Jean stepped in.

She unleashed her power, burning away his armor and the force field that protected him.

It gave way for an opportunity, a way to fight back.

To win.

Hank stood up, rushing over to Scott to break him out of the wall, before running over to you.

“You alright?” He asked, helping you onto your feet. You nodded, ignoring the ringing pain in your head.

“This is it.” You exclaimed, making your way over to Scott as you conjured up as much power as you could.

The combined attacks were finally hitting, metal slicing through him as he was burned by not only Scott’s beams of energy, but your flames.

You didn’t stop when the force field came back up, trying to force the fire past it.

“He’s getting away,” Hank said, nearly defeated.

Just as you began to give up hope, lightning strikes came down on him from above. The force field melted away, along with the mutant that had terrorized you and your friends.

“All is revealed.” As he spoke his final words, Jean’s power grew, and you watched him crumble into nothing.

You stood there in the silence, relishing in the fact that you were all okay, all alive. Everyone settled, finding their own places; Hank took Scott back up to the professor, letting you go to Peter.

“Hey,” He perked up at your voice, grinning.

“Nice one.”

You shrugged, taking a seat next to him. “It was mostly Jean.”

“Still, that was one hell of a fight.” He leaned back, wincing in pain slightly. You nodded, closing your eyes.

Footsteps made your eyes snap back open, relaxing when you saw Erik. For a moment you wondered if he was here for Peter, but his gaze was focused solely on Raven. You exchanged looks with Peter, having a silent conversation.

You knew, in his own time, he would tell Erik who he was to him.

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  When the school was being rebuilt, you stood next to Peter, watching Jean and Erik work their magic. You hadn’t even noticed Ororo – as you found out her name was – approach until she began to speak.

“Mystique told me he is your father.” She said, looking to Peter. “Are you gonna tell him?”

“I might,” he avoided her eyes, choosing to look up at Erik instead. “One day.” He turned to you, hand grabbing yours gently as his gaze softened. “I think for now I’m just gonna stick around here for a while.”

[buckyscrystalqueen]

Alphas: Part 5

Pairings: Charles Xavier x Reader, Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, angst.

Word Count: 2,958

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

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You had never seen your students so happy in your entire life. Some how, you had managed to convince the X-Men, the Avengers, and the other teachers at the school to organize a mass field trip to Disney for your 100th birthday. Which meant you had managed to corral seventy-eight teenagers and 22 adults into the Quinjet and the X-Jet to travel down to Florida for the day.

The plan was to have each adult be responsible for three or four students with the intention of at least two adults leading a small group for everyone’s safety. On top of that, Tony had created a tracking system for the students (and Peter Parker because you couldn’t leave him behind) and each adult had an app on their phone to be able to keep track of them all through out the day. You and your two Alpha’s were responsible for the most… you didn’t want to say vulnerable because they were more than capable of protecting themselves. But they were the mutants that would either draw the most attention from the other tourists or be the most likely to respond with their abilities because of said attention.

“How many of those windows do you think I can knock out with one blast from back here.” Scott joked as he gestured to Cinderella’s castle in the distance.

“None because you’re gunna behave for my birthday, right?” You said as you followed your group of eleven kids with Bucky and Charles on either side of you. He glanced back at you and mock saluted as his girlfriend, Jean tugged on his arm.

“I’m quite proud of you, Omega.” Charles said as he took your hand and laced his fingers with yours. “Using your birthday to let the children be children for a day.”

“I think it’ll be good for them. And with Disney, from what I read, the people who work here are a lot better at seeing kids that are different. They always get the strangest looks from the employees at Hershey park so hopefully, Disney is different for them.”

“We’ve got one good Omega.” Bucky said as he put his metal arm around your shoulder. You smiled up at him as Charles nodded his head in agreement and squeezed your hand. You were so grateful that the two of them were getting along as well as they were since Charles had started the slow process of ‘fixing’ Bucky’s mind.

“John! Not happening! Lighter, now.” You called out as you let go of Charles’ hand and ducked out from under Bucky’s arm. They both shook their heads and huffed a laugh as you pocketed the lighter and held out your hand for any backups you knew the boy that went by Pyro had before he lit the wooden statue of a bear on fire just for fun.

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You stood outside Space Mountain with Emma and Ellie, two Betas that didn’t want to ride the rollercoaster as Charles and Bucky took the other kids on the ride. You smirked at Ellie (Negasonic Teenage Warhead) as she sat, annoyed with life, like a typical teenager and Emma, who was taking selfies with the castle in the distance. You bumped your shoulder into Ellie’s, and smirked down at her.

“You know, you’re allowed to smile.” She looked up at you through her lashes and a smile pulled at the corner of her lip no matter how hard she tried to fight it. You were always the one who could get through to her.

“It hurts.” She joked as she snapped her gum and fought to get her smile hidden once again. You both looked over at Emma as an older, creepy Alpha walked up to her. You could see instantly that she was uncomfortable and your Omega instincts kicked in.

“Stay here.” You said to Ellie as you got up from the bench the two of you were sitting on. You forced a smile on your face and walked over. “Hey Em. Ellie and I are going to go look at the…”

“I’m talking to her, Omega. Know your place.” The man snapped as his eyes shot up to you. You reached out and grabbed Emma’s hand as you stood up a bit taller and held your ground.

“And I’m taking my kid away now. Have a good day.” You pulled Emma behind your back and gently pushed her toward Ellie. The Alpha growled and quickly shoved you against a rail. He put his arm across your chest painfully and held you in place as he stared you down.

“Who do you think you’re talking to, Omega?” He snapped. You held your hand up towards your students as Ellie and Emma jumped up to help you and Charles’ voice asking if you were alright echoed in your head. You thought a quick ‘no’ as you glanced over at your students to make sure they were OK.

“I suggest you back up now.” You said calmly despite the fear that was pouring out of you. “My Alp…”

“Your Alpha needs to teach you to respect other Alphas you little bitch. Looks like someone has to teach…” You let out a squeak and cringed as the man pulled his hand back to hit you when the familiar whirl of Bucky’s metal arm stopping him in his tracks made your eyes fly open.

“Back up.” Bucky growled as Charles stepped around the pair and stood in front of you.

“Alphas. Plural.” You said with a smile as Bucky bent the mans arm back, sending the man to his knees. “As in more than one.

“I suggest you apologize to our Omega.” Charles said as he gestured to Bucky. “Because he will break your arm.”

“Sorry!” The man yelped over Bucky’s rolling growl. You shook your head as you leaned around Charles and pointed to Emma.

“Not to me. To her.” He opened his mouth to protest but Bucky pulled his arm a little farther back.

“Sorry!” The man shouted. Bucky instantly let go and shoved the man back. His eyes widened as he got a look at the super soldier for the first time.

“Go.” The man jumped to his feet with a scowl and stormed off. Charles and Bucky were instantly in front of you and your students crowded around.

“Let me see.” Charles said as he stepped forward and lifted your chin. You barely heard Ellie demanding everyone take a step back as your Alphas looked at the light bruise forming on your chest and lower back.

“I’m fine.” You said softly. “’s’alright…”

“Not alright.” Charles said. Bucky shook his head in agreement.

“Absolutely not alright.”

“OK, so it’s not alright but I’m not doing this in front of the kids. You both can worry later, OK?” You reached up and cupped both their cheeks as they looked at each other.

“Every other ride?” Bucky suggested, receiving a nod from Charles. You rolled your eyes as Bucky gently grabbed your arm and pulled you into his side.

“I’m fine, Alpha.” You sighed as you all headed toward the next ride. Charles put his arm around your waist and growled at an Alpha that was looking over at you. You sighed as the Alpha students of your group moved the Betas and Omegas into the middle of the group. With a huff, you rolled your eyes again and moved into the line for the Carousel of Progress, knowing full well that no matter how much you protested, your Alphas were going to stick to your side like glue for the rest of the day.

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“Why do you still keep those memory boxes, doll? Stark gave you that flat computer thing that you take photos with all the time.” You giggled as you looked up at Bucky while putting your Disney World tickets and the ‘Happy Birthday’ pin in a white cardboard box marked ’twenty-teens’.

“Because apparently, I don’t die so in a hundred years, I’d like to be able to look back on the time you, Charles and I took the kids to Disney. And by then, who knows what technology will look like.” He nodded and pointed at you as you put the lid back on and pushed the box into the corner of your closet. You walked over and flopped down on your and Bucky’s bed with a sigh. “I feel like we should go out and do something tonight but I really, really don’t want to.”

“Ooook.” He laughed as he reached over and pulled you up toward him and the pillows. “So what do you want to do because I’m kinda tired of movies.” With a sigh, you looked over at him and snarled your lip up, playfully.

“God, where’s Charles when we need him. He’s always got some kinda crazy idea to entertain us.”

“(Y/N)…” You sat bolt upright in bed, nearly hitting Bucky’s head with your own as Charles’ weak, pain filled and panicked voice called out in your mind.

“Charles?” You asked out loud as you covered your ears in an attempt to hear him better. He sounded a million miles away and he was starting to unknowingly pass his pain on to you. “Charles!” You screamed as pain ripped through your stomach and back, like a burning fire that couldn’t be snuffed out. Almost as quickly as it started, he thought your name once more before everything disappeared. You sat panting on the bed as Bucky scrambled to figure out why his Omega was screaming.

“(Y/N)!” You looked up as Logan ripped open your bedroom door, doused in blood. You searched his wild eyes as he shook his head. “It’s Charles.”

“Where?” You asked as you flew out of the bed with Bucky on your heels. You stumbled slightly as Charles’ voice and his pain flooded your mind again. You barely felt Bucky scoop you off your feet and continue through the mansion after Logan while you tried to calm Charles down.

“Charles, breathe. I’m here, Alpha.” You said as you covered your ears to block out the shouts around you from your students. You closed your eyes and squirmed against the pain in a desperate attempt to get away from it.

“Omega, please…”

“I’m coming, Alpha. I’m coming.” You said as you curled yourself into Bucky’s arms. You tried to calm him down as his cries of pain moved from being in just your head to completely surrounding you.

“I can't breathe.” Charles cried as you scrambled to get out of Bucky’s arms; forcing yourself to ignore the gut wrenching, nauseating pain that didn’t belong to you. Your two personalities collided- Doctor verses Charles’ Omega as you looked at the blood dripping on the floor of the medical room in the basement.

“What happened?” You screamed as you ran over to the cabinets and began ripping them open for what you needed.

“It was an accident.” Erik Lehnsherr, Charles’ long time frenemy said, his voice obviously shaken. “I didn’t mean…”

“Erik!” You snapped as you started throwing things onto a metal tray. “What. Happened?”

“Bullet to the stomach.” Hank said as he came running in from the hanger. You nodded as you kicked through the locked, glass door of the medicine cabinet and grabbed a sedative and a strong pain killer. You grabbed two syringes off the tray and forced yourself to swallow back tears.

“Bucky, hold his arm out.” You said over Charles’ pleas as you filled the syringes as fast as your shaking hands would allow. You glanced up at your other Alpha as you set the bottles down on the counter. “James!” His head whipped up toward you as you grabbed a rubber tourniquet off the tray.

“I can’t help him if he keeps giving me his pain. I need his arm!” Faster than you could blink, Charles’ suit arm was ripped away and his arm was held still for you. As quickly as you could, you gave your Alpha the two shots and held your breath for a moment until he passed out. As his breathing went from short, pained pants to simple breaths, you burst into tears and took over for Jean with your hands on the wound.

“Erik… you need to leave.” You said after a moment as you forced yourself to stand up straight. You glanced back at him and pointed toward the door with a nod. “And don’t show your face in my home again.” With a half nod, he walked out of the room with his head hung low. You heard Bucky call your name and you couldn’t do anything but shake your head. “I can fix this.” You said, more to yourself as you took a deep breath and looked at your blood splattered night shirt.

“Alright, Hank get the x-ray machine up, quick. Jean, stay with me and stay in Charles’ head. Make sure he’s OK, alright? Logan, make sure everyone else goes back to bed.” You heard Logan start to coral everyone out as you started a heart rate monitor and grabbed the electrodes you needed. “Buck, I need you here.”

“‘mega… can you fix him?” You looked up at one of the loves of your life and the only thing you could do was shake your head.

“I’m gunna try, Alpha. I’m gunna fucking try.”

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“You did good, Omega.” You couldn’t look up at Bucky, nor could you accept his compliment as you sat on his lap in the med-room in the basement of the mansion. Your Alpha dragged his fingers up and down your spine as the two of you watched the steady rise and fall of Charles’ chest. He had gotten lucky that Erik was there but you would be damned if you ever admitted that out loud. He had managed to stop the bullet before it did any sever damage, but it still went into a loop of his intestines. While you were not and had never been a surgeon, you were able to get him patched up and into recovery within a few hours.

“Can I admit something?” Bucky said softly as he slid his hand down your back and around to your hip. He curled his fingers into the shirt he had forced you to change into post surgery and laid his cheek on the top of your head. You felt a tear fall onto your cheek and you finally picked your head up off his chest and looked up at him. He avoided your eyes by looking down at your lap.

“I can’t lose him either. I…” he sighed and closed his eyes with a shake of his head. You reached up gently and cupped his jaw in your palm. He sighed and leaned into the touch. “I think I love him. Not in a ‘I want to sleep with him’ way. It’s just… fuck.” He shook his head and squeezed his eyes tighter. “I don’t know how to explain it, ‘mega mine.”

“I do…” Both your heads whipped over at the sound of Charles’ voice and you lurched to your feet as fast as you could.

“Don’t move, Alpha.” You said gently as you carefully sat on one side of the bed when he tried to sit up. “You have seven stitches in your stomach.” He nodded and settled back into the bed with a slightly pained face. Tears welled in your eyes as you reached out to cup his jaw but his eyes found Bucky’s as he sat down in a chair beside you.

“I know how you feel, James. When I was lying there, essentially dying, I saw your face. Both of you.” He looked at you with a smile and you nodded for him to go on. He looked back at Bucky and reached for his hand. “I love you, James. Which wasn’t always the case but today, I couldn’t imagine my life without you. I don’t know if you realize it as much as I have but when our Omega isn’t there, you and I turn to each other for companionship where as it used to be Hank and Steve respectively. I know it’s not the same type of love we feel for our Omega… but it is love.” Despite the slight blush on his face, Bucky nodded in agreement and let Charles lace his fingers with his.

“I couldn’t lose you.” He said softly as he absentmindedly brushed his thumb along Charles’ thumb. “Either of you.” He smiled up at you and you took Bucky’s other hand with a smile.

“God, I love you both so much.” You said as you looked between your two Alpha’s. Both smiled at you as Charles took your other hand.

“As do I.” Charles agreed as he gently squeezed both your hands.

“Me, too.” With a bigger smile, you gave both Alpha’s hands a returning squeeze before standing up from the bed.

“Alright, you need rest, Alpha.” You said with as much authority as you could. “You’re lucky to be alive. And if I ever see Erik near you again, I’ll shoot him myself.”

“No you won’t.” Both Alphas said as Bucky stood up beside you.

“Come on, Omega. Let’s go drag the other bed in here so we can all go to bed.”

“Oh, love?” You and both looked back at Charles and he smirked. “I’ll need to come up with better nicknames. Think I could get something for the pain, doc?” You smirked back and shook your head.

“The doc in me says yes, but your Omega is very, very mad at you for getting shot.” He huffed a laugh and instantly cringed, causing you to lose all fight. “OK! Pain meds, on the way.”