It was dark out, the rain pounded down on the roofs of buildings and the streets of New York. A horrible storm was going to be upon the city for the next few days. Charles Xavier looked out of the window of his school waiting for his dear friend Erik Lenhserr. Charles sighed at the fact that Erik should have been back by now and he worried just a twinge if Erik was caught in the storm. Just then Charles's study room door opened and there stood Erik, drenched from the rain.

"I hope you realize that I'm soaking wet and thought about turning around several times but no, I don't get to see you all too often now so I came anyway!" Erik said as he took his soaking jacket off of himself and set it on a metal coat rack along with his dripping fedora, then moved the rack over by the fireplace that was burning brightly.

"I do apologize Erik, I had no idea that the rain was this bad" Charles admitted, "You know you still have some of your clothes that you left here" Charles reminded him. Then closed his eyes and was suddenly zoned into his thoughts.

A young girl, running, three men

Then Charles looked back to Erik who had a 'you've- got- to- be- kidding- me' look on his face.

"Erik again I apologize but a young girl is in need of our help." Charles said grabbing his own coat and hat. And putting them on quickly he went out of the room and then returned with an extra hat and coat, and one of Erik's shirts that was a silky dark maroon color. He tossed them to Erik.

Erik sighed "Must we always be the hero's?" he asked with a chuckle as he pulled his drenched sweater over his head exposing his toned and defined muscles before his friend. Charles simply chuckled.

"It's more rewarding then being the bad guy." Charles said as he was going through his drawers searching for his car keys. Erik quickly buttoned up his maroon shirt and tucked it neatly into his black pants. Then pulled on Charles lended coat and put the non drenched hat atop his damp head of brown hair. He was ready but Charles couldn't find his keys. "Where in the bloody hell are my keys!?" he asked himself as Erik reached a hand into one of the coat pockets and smiled mischievously.

"Does this mean I'm driving?" he asked holding them up in a taunting way. Charles shook his head and soon enough they were driving as fast as they could and parked the car as they approached an ally way. Erik could see three men pushing what looked like a woman far down the alley way. Both men exited the car and they calmly began to walk up to the four people in the ally. One of the men stopped seeing Erik and Charles coming towards them.

"Get 'outta here this ain't any of ya business" the man said pulling out a switch blade knife as a threat. Erik raised a brow and Charles said nothing to the man. He noticed the other two men stopped as well and one held a long thick metal chain to the young woman's throat. The other man had nothing. Charles and Erik both imagined he didn't need any weapon but his fists because he was a big looking guy, brawny and muscles everywhere.

The girl seemed a bit shook up but not too bad to Erik's and Charles surprise. Her dark brown hair was all messed up and some of her hair was in cuts that the men had more than gladly given her. Blood soaked her face, she was beat to hell and back; but she seemed fine. In fact she did something unexpected. She spat blood at the big brawny man's face and yelled.

"Come on you damn Neanderthal! Hit me with your best shot" and he did he hit her clear across the face and that was enough for Erik and Charles. The man with the knife came closer towards them.

"I said get!" he growled, the rain still pouring down on them. Erik smiled; the brim of his hat covered more than half of his face. But when he looked up to the man his blue eyes that were usually just sky blue, glowed in anger.

"Or what? You plan to stab me?" Erik asked then using his powers; the knife that the man held floated into the air. The man was in shock when he felt the blade hit his throat. "How's that plan looking now?" Erik asked with a dominant smirk. Charles infiltrated the woman's thoughts.

"My name is Charles Xavier we are here to help you"

"Well can you please go a bit quicker then?" The woman asked him and Charles nodded.

"Erik the others if you will" he spoke to Erik, who gave a nod of understanding. The chain that was around the woman's neck suddenly unraveled and went to the man behind her where he was then pinned to a wall by his neck. Then Erik took a dumpster and lifted it into the air and dropped it onto the big brawny man. When he was able to get up all three men fled when Erik let them go.

Charles went to the young woman who was at least 25. Erik made sure they left by quietly following them to the corner of the ally. Charles gently grabbed the woman's arm to steady her. He face was badly cut and she most likely would have bruises all over her body. "What is your name my dear?" Charles asked her. And she then felt her adrenaline rush begin to die down faster than anticipated.

"Emily…Emily Peterson" and then she fainted.

When she awoke she was in the underground lab at Xavier's school, she opened her eyes and groaned feeling like a thousand bricks had been crushed atop her. She figured that one of her ribs had been broken and by closing her eyes she heard a crack and she bit her lip, her rib snapped back into place. She also noticed that a few of her figures were broken and just when Erik and Charles entered the room she made her bones in her fingers come back into place and she smiled sitting up and she looked to the two men. Erik smiled seeing what she could do.

"I like this one Charles" Erik smiled and then looked away from his friend to the young girl.

"Ms. Peterson, how are you feeling?" Charles asked walking over to Emily.

"Well my bones are fine but it'll just take time to heal with the cuts but I feel fine…now on another note who are you?" she said then pointed to Erik.

"My name is Erik Lenhserr" Erik said introducing himself, Emily nodded ten looked around.

"And where am I?" she asked and Charles smiled

"Westchester, New York" Charles replied. "You're at the 'School for Gifted Youngsters' " Charles explained to her and she nodded. "I have a proposition for you; you have powers where you can manipulate bones correct?" Charles asked

"Well yeah but so far I can only manipulate my own bones…but I want to learn how to make it so if something happens like earlier…I can actually hurt them back/ defend myself" Emily said.

"Well, if you'd like you may stay here at the school and I can help you with your powers" Charles said and Emily pondered.

"What kind of school exactly are you running here?" Emily asked and that is when Erik spoke this time.

"This is a school for mutants like ourselves" Erik said, his baritone voice caused her body to shiver slightly when she noticed she was still in wet clothes she made it seem like she was cold.

"I brought you some fresh clothes that will fit you…you can change and we'll talk when you're done" Charles said noticing her shiver and then gave her the fresh clothes. Then she gave a small smile to both men as they headed out of the room. Emily thought both men were very good looking and smirked at her images that suddenly had rushed into her mind. With a shake of her head she managed to push aside those images and change out of her wet clothes and into the dry warm ones. Her bra had been soaked so she couldn't wear it so she went braless and commando. Xavier didn't even think about those things.

She put the wet clothes in a pile on the ground and then began to walk out of the room. As the automatic doors opened she saw that it was like a maze, a very clean and white maze. Emily gasped when she saw an elevator door open suddenly across from her. Hesitantly she got into the elevator and when she got to the top floor she saw the two men talking down the hallway. But when Charles saw her he stopped talking and it caused Erik to turn around. Emily walked over to the two, who smiled delicately at her.

"I see those clothes fit you" Charles said to see Emily nod. Erik raised a brow to see Goosebumps cover her arms. Not to mention her chicken was done.

"Would you like a sweater my dear?" Erik asked, finding it harder than anticipated to look up from her breasts to her eyes. And Emily nodded. "I'll get you one, Charles take her to your office and begin talking to her about the school" Erik suggested and Charles nodded,

"Yes come along my dear let's talk while Erik gets you a sweater" Charles smiled graciously and then led her to his office.

"Does Mr. Lenhserr also run this 'School'?" Emily asked as she looked around at Charles's large and neat office.

"He does; but recently has had problems with his friend who is dying…so he had been taking care of him until he passes on…and that should be very soon" Charles said with a sigh as he walked around over to his desk.

"Oh…I'm sorry to hear that" Emily said frowning slightly as she felt bad for Erik.

"On brighter news he will resume being Vice Principal here and also the drama teacher as well" Charles smiled a bit; As he saw her facial expression, of trying to suppress laughter. "And what is it you find so funny?" Charles asked slightly amused by her.

"Lenhserr…a drama teacher...seriously, I don't believe you" Emily mused giggling a bit, because truthfully Erik did not seem to be the type… In her opinion at least.

"Yes, Dr. Lenhserr is a drama teacher…strange to see him as being such a teacher but…he is and a great one at that" Charles said as he leaned back in his brown smooth leather chair.

"Charles I really would appreciate it if you wouldn't give up my weaknesses" Erik said as he entered the room with a sweater in hand for Emily. Charles looked to him and shook his head.

"It Is not a weakness Erik, you like to act and teach acting, it is a great thing" Charles said but Erik said nothing more to that subject for the moment.

"Here you are Ms. Peterson" Erik said gently handing her the sweater, and Emily kind of blushed slightly, his skin was so soft and warm it hit a nerve and she liked it. Emily controlled her thoughts so Charles couldn't hear them.

"Thank you, but please you both may call me Emily…" Erik and Charles both nodded and smiled gentlemen-like. "So how much is it to enroll here?" Emily asked

"Nothing…no tuition, you may come and go as you please…" Charles said, Erik nodded, he had been in front of Charles desk with his strong arms crossed over his chest as he leaned on the edge kind of sitting on it, his legs crossed at the ankles, he seemed to be in deep thought as he stared at Emily, she could feel the cold stare of his eyes and it made her push aside thoughts that seemed more present with everything Erik did. Realizing she was still cold she quickly put on the sweater. It was black and a bit big on her, it was for a man, either they didn't have a women's sweater or Erik just was being polite to let her borrow one of his.

"Is it possible you have room for one more?" Emily asked finally coming out of a day dream. And Charles nodded.

"Of course we do I will show you to your room." Charles said standing up and smiling as he walked towards her. Emily smiled faintly, she took a quick glance at Dr. Lenhserr and saw him in the exact same position as before, he hadn't moved an inch…not even his gaze on her. Not that she was complaining. Emily followed Charles up a staircase and then started down the hall with him. She noticed all the Knights of Armor the lined down the hallway, some with swords, some with spheres and others with flags, all the knights were different and she smiled.

"It's like their guarding the hall…" Emily smiled a bit at the thought of the suits of armor guarding all the people in this humungous place.

"Yes, because they are" Charles smiled down at her, and then looked back down the hall. Emily smiled at his comment; he was a kind man she could tell, and so was Dr. Lenhserr and both men intrigued her. Finally Charles had stopped at the end of the hall and opened a door to a fairly nice sized room. "This is where you'll be staying I hope you like it." Charles said as Emily walked into the new room.

The room brought a smile to her face, the walls were dark blue and the bed looked soft and comfortable. Emily turned around to Charles and smiled up at him, he was very tall, at least 6'4 compared to her 5'7 ½ .

"Thank you Professor…"

"You are most certainly welcome, I will see you in the morning, come into my office when you awake and we will talk schedules" Charles spoke to her telepathically and she smiled and nodded.

"Good night Professor "Emily said as she stood by her new bed. And Charles smiled.

"Goodnight" he said softly then closed the door gently behind him as he left her bedroom.

That was the best sleep Emily had ever experienced in her life in that bed. She stretched out her body the next morning as she awoke. She smiled softly to herself.

"Ooo what a good morning so far, the rain is pouring gently and the skies are gray. I could die happy right now" Emily thought to herself as she looked out the window. Emily sighed and then got up. Still in the sweater that Erik had kindly let her borrow. Emily sighed and then put her shoes on and began down the hall passing the suits of armor as she went. Emily looked and inspected every suit and smiled faintly. They were so shiny and well kept and she then considered them her guardians. She then went downstairs and gently knocked on Xavier's office door.

"Come in" Charles said loud enough for her to hear. Emily came in quietly. "Good morning Emily" Charles smiled softly towards her but there was sadness in his voice.

"Good morning Professor…is something the matter?" Emily asked as she sat in front of his desk in a chair. Charles paused a moment.

"Dr. Lenhserr's friend passed on late last night; so Dr. Lenhserr is coming back to the school but I just feel bad for his friend who has left this earth…" Charles sighed. Emily frowned a bit.

"I feel bad now as well.." she said looking to her hand in her lap. Charles sighed and then smiled.

"On brighter news you may stay here as long as you like…but I should suggest to make your stay have some fun to it that you join a club…because you're too old for the classes and without a doubt you've already graduated" Charles said and Emily nodded and smiled. "So there is a Dance club, Singing club, Skiing club, many clubs, Drama, Math-" Charles was cut off.

"Who um-" she cleared her throat "Who is the operator of the Drama club?" Emily asked trying to sound casual. Charles leaned back in his chair.

"That would be Dr. Lenhserr…would you like to join the Drama club?" Charles asked her and Emily bit her lip but nodded.

"Tha-That would be great"

"Well I suppose you're just in time, Lenhserr is going to have auditions for a play…" Charles said softly, he stood and then went around to the front of his desk and sat on the edge of it.

"And umm…what-what play is that?" Emily couldn't help but ask, she wondered if it would be a Shakespeare play, and she was correct, and it was her favorite as well.

"Macbeth…" Charles replied "You may talk to Dr. Lenhserr about auditioning for a part in a little while when he gets back" Charles said, and Emily was ecstatic, though she remained calm.

"Yes sir…I'm going to go and look around this place…thank you" Emily said standing up and then heading out of the door. She didn't know what came over her, did she like Dr. Lenhserr? Was this just a phase? She didn't know; but she defiantly found Lenhserr very attractive, and he saved her life so she owed him one. But wouldn't that be a bad rap for her? If she screwed around with the vice principal/ teacher there? And in the middle of her thoughts about Lenhserr she ran into none other than Dr. Lenhserr himself.

Erik felt her body against his and gasped at the sudden impact. The script he was reading had fallen to the floor and he backing into the wall behind him. Emily gulped seeing it was him.

"I-I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-"Emily said but Erik just shook his head.

"It's fine, I didn't watch where I was going either, my apologies" Erik said, and then watched her bend down and pick up the script for him and handed it to him, once again his hand touched hers. Both of them pulled their hands away at the sudden contact; as if it were electricity that hit the tips of their figures. Emily gulped.

"I-I joined the drama club…and I heard there are auditions for Macbeth that you plan to do" Emily said, she could hear her heart beat within her chest so loudly. Oh dear? What am I doing? Why am I acting this way? I'ma get shanked!

"Yes indeed there will be auditions in a few days…glad to have you aboard" Erik said smiling softly to her. But it wasn't only Emily feeling these tensions between the two of them. Erik had felt them as well. "And I took the liberty to get you some clothes and I put them on your bed…" Erik said with a slight nod of his head. Emily nodded. She was still wearing his black sweater.

"I suppose you'd like you're sweater back" Emily's hands trailed down to the bottom of the sweater but then stopped.

"Keep it…keep it, it's yours now" Erik said with a nod of his head.

"Thank you" Emily said, her hands dropping to her sides again. "I'll see you around then Dr. Lenhserr…" and then hesitantly Emily left him standing there, she felt her eyes on her as she walked away and enjoyed it.