Charles just stared at Erik. He hated him. He hated him for hurting Jax and leaving him alone and taking Raven away and everything else he'd done.

"How did you loose them?" Erik asked when he couldn't look at the two of them any longer.

"The treatment for my spine effects my DNA."

"You sacrificed your powers so you could walk?"

"I sacrificed my powers so that I could slee-" Charles started but Jax put her hand on top of his arm and he swallowed the lump in his throat. "What do you know about it?"

She remembered the nightmares he used to have. He'd cry in his sleep, dreaming of the pain and suffering and fear that other people's lives held. He'd stay up for days, become delirious because of it. He'd scream in the shower. He got to the point where Jax couldn't leave his side because the voices would overwhelm his mind. He wouldn't eat, he wouldn't drink, he wouldn't sleep, she had to shower with him and he just clung to Jax like she was the only thing keeping him sane because she was.

"I've lost my fair share." Erik told him, staring at his baby sister. He wasn't being subtle about it. He wanted them both to know his only real fight in this war was getting his baby sister back. Charles scoffed.

"Dry your eyes, Erik. It doesn't justify what you're done."

"You've no idea what I've done." Erik shook his head.

"Stop..." Jax ordered quietly. They ignored her.

"I know that you took the things that mean the most to me." Charles growled.

"Well maybe you should've fought harder for them. You're so strung up in your self-pity you don't see what you've got right in front of you until it's gone."

"If you want a fight, Erik, I will give you a fight!" Charles shouted.

"Stop." She said a little louder.

"Sit down!" Logan growled.

"Let him come." Erik whispered.

"You abandoned your little sister." Charles said on his way to Erik. "You abandoned me!" he hit Erik's chest, his voice shaking with rage.

"Angel, Azazel, Emma," Erik began reciting names of mutants and the plane started shaking. "Banshee."

"Erik!" his little sister screamed.

"Mutant brothers and sisters, all dead!" Erik growled. The plane tipped and started falling from the sky. "Countless others experimented on!" Jax had to hold onto the arm rest so she didn't crash to the other side of the plane. "Butchered! Where are you Charles?!"

"Erik, please!"

"We were supposed to protect them! Where were you when your own people needed you?! Hiding! You brainwashed my little sister into thinking I was the enemy, you made her hate me! You and Hank! Pretending to be something your not!" he shouted. "You abandoned us all."

"You took everything from me." Charles repeated.

"Erik, please!" Jax screamed. The plane shuttered and leveled, Jax heard Hank sigh with relief and she sat back in her chair, feeling the plane climbing in altitude once more. "Both of you! You're acting like children!"

"Jax..."

"And what's this about everything you love being taken away? What the hell am I, what's Hank? And you," she snapped her head towards her older brother, hot, angry, sad tears welling and burning in her eyes. "As much as I wish I could hate you, I don't because you're my brother and I will always love you. Erik, I will always love you and I will always be grateful for everything you dd for me but I chose to stay with him because I love him too and I believe in him." she turned back to Charles and he sighed, realizing what he'd said.

"Jack, please, love..." he reached from her hand but she yanked it back.

"Don't touch me." she spat. "Clean this shit up." she pointed to the broken plates in the floor and Jax climbed into the cockpit with Hank, slammed the door shut and locked it. Hank was still panting from the scare of almost crashing but when he looked over to the co-pilot's seat and saw Jax there, he calmed down. She cried beside him and it broke his heart to see her so upset.

Slowly, the sky grew darker and Jax calmed down enough to go back into the cabin of their plane where she sat across from Charles in one of the booths.

"Darling," he said softly. "I didn't mean that you aren't important to me. You are... the most important person in my life." he kissed her hand that he'd been holding. "It's just that he's taken so much from me... from both of us." he shook his head. "I love you." Jax didn't answer, just looked out the window until Erik placed a chess board in front of her.

"Fancy a game?" he asked, looking between the both of them.

"We're not in the mood for games, thank you." Charles sipped from his glass of whiskey and Erik took the bottle, pouring himself a glass.

"I haven't had a real sip in ten years." he sat on the table across the isle from theirs and savored the expensive drink. "I didn't kill the president."

"The bullet curved, Erik." Charles retorted quickly but Jax just looked up at him. She always knew if he was lying.

"Because I was trying to save him." Erik defended. "They took me out before I could."

"Why would you try to save him?"

"Because he was one of us."

Jax felt sick. He was telling the truth. All these years she's spent furious with him for something he didn't even do. All the resentment. All the things she'd said to him. She started to cry and stood up. She was too short to hug him properly but she did her best. "I'm so sorry." she coughed into his shirt. He slowly wrapped his arms around her, something he'd wanted to do for years. He'd missed his little sister, she was all he'd ever had.

"No," he pushed her hat off her head and it fell onto the table. He kissed her head right between her ears. "It's alright." he shook his head, smoothing out the hair on her head.

"You must think me so foolish." Charles choked. "You've always said they would come after us."

"I never imagined they'd use Ravens DNA to do it."

"When did you last see her?" Jax asked.

"The day I left for Dallas."

"And how was she?"

"Strong, driven."

"How... How was she?"

"She was... We were... I can see why she meant so much to you." Erik said, seating himself beside his sister on her side of the booth. It was a tight fit but neither of them minded at the time. "You should be proud of her Charles, she's out there fighting for our cause."

"Your cause. The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing."

"You didn't raise her, you grew up with her. She couldn't stay a little girl forever that's why she left."

"She left because you got inside her head."

"That's not my power, Charles. She made a choice."

"Well now we know where that choice leads, don't we? She's going to murder Trask, they're going to capture her and then they're going to wipe us out."

"Not if we get to her first. Not if we change history tomorrow." Erik paused, looking into his old friend's eyes. "I'm sorry, Charles, for what happened, I truly am."

"It's been a while since I've played." Charles said, finishing off his whiskey.

"I'll go easy on you, now it might finally be a fair fight."

Jax excused herself to the couch near where Logan was sitting. She plopped down and curled up into a ball, shivering until Logan dropped his coat on her then she fell asleep.