"You son of a bitch!" Jax screamed. "I'll kill you, I swear to God!" Logan put his hands on her hips and pulled her back.

"Calm down!" Logan shouted at her. Charles stepped into the elevator with a punch to Erik's face. Charles was sure he'd broken his hand, he was certain it would just crumble and all off his arm.

"Good to see you too, little sister." Erik checked his lip for blood and Jax smiled when she saw some on his finger. Charles was panting. "As well as you, old friend." he gestured to Charles. "And walking!"

"No thanks to you." Charles growled. Jax lunged for Erik again but Charles held her back.

"You're the last two people I expected to see today."

"Yea well don't fucking flatter yourself! We wouldn't be here if we didn't have to be." Jax snapped.

"You're a lady, Jaquelin, such words shouldn't come from your mouth."

"You know what's about to come out of your mouth? My foot because I've shoved it so far up your ass!"

"If we get you out of here, we do it my way, no killing!" Charles demanded.

"No helmet," Erik smiled. "I couldn't disobey you if I wanted to."

"I'm never getting inside of that head again." Charles stepped closer to Erik. "I need your word, Erik."

There was a silent agreement between the two of them and they turned to walk out of the lift. "Nobody move!" a man yelled. More guards. "Freeze! Don't move!"

"Charles..." Erik panicked.

"Hands up! Or we will shoot!"

"Freeze them, Charles."

"He cant..." Jax muttered. Erik's face dropped and the stainless steel tables in the room began to shake. "Stop!" Jax put her hand on her brother's chest.

Peter put on his head phones and started to zip around the room. Everything seemed to be moving so slowly compared to the speed he was moving. He knocked some guys' hat's off, poked another one's cheek as he ran along the wall. He set one of the officer's fist right beside his face, so he'd knock himself out. He pulled a plate out of the air and sent it flying across the room. He gave two men a wedgies and raced back to set the bullets fired from the officers guns of their targets. He raised them slightly above everyone's head and stood back in his place behind Jax.

She thought for a moment she was going to die as the bullets pelted the wall behind them. Then she thought she was going crazy. The guards started jumping and punching themselves in the face, one man got hit with a platter in the face. But she looked back at Peter when she realized he'd done all that.

"Jax!" Charles yelled.

"I'm fine!"

"Alright, let's get out of here." Charles groaned. Logan lead them back upstairs where they found Hank and snuck out of the place as quickly as possible. Peter, Hank, and Logan sat in the back seat of the car so she was forced to sit between Erik and Charles in the front.

Jax grabbed the Peter's face and kissed his cheek. "You're brilliant." she told him.

"Peter, thank you very, very much." Charles said sincerely.

"Hey, I saw your flight plan in the cock pit, why are you going to Paris?" Peter asked. Charles just laughed.

"Do me a favor and return the car." He pitched the young man the keys.

"'Kay."

"And Peter," Charles pointed at him with a very serious face. "Take it slow." he said as he turned around and lead Jax into the plane.

"So where did they dig you up?" Erik asked Logan.

"You're gonna find this hard to believe but, uh, you sent me." Logan leaned forward in his seat. "You and Charles, from the future."

​ Erik was about to tell him he was insane when Jax walked on board, holding Charles' hand. He'd missed her. More than anything, he regretted leaving her behind with Charles. He couldn't help noticing how much she seemed to have aged. Her body looked like that of any twenty seven year old but her eyes were tired and sad. He wondered what hell she'd been through, she used to be so lively. He watched her sit down beside Charles in the two big chairs at the front of the plane near the cockpit. He watched her glance over at Charles every few seconds, like she was checking to see if he'd fallen apart since last she checked on him.