Erik Lehnsherr/ Magneto

The next time you saw Erik was when you were enrolling Victoria into the school. You had made sure she was all set up and were watching her first lesson that would help control her powers.

"Hello there," a voice said from behind you. Turning, you saw Erik smiling at you.

"Hello, Erik," you smiled back.

"Come to see your daughter off to her first day as school?"

"Yeah... you must think I'm being an over protective mother..."

"I don't. I think it's really sweet of you that you would support her given the circumstances..." His comment made you frown.

"There are some people who are... not accepting of their children being mutants. They feel ashamed or disgusted," he explained.

"Let me tell you something, Erik. When I found out I was pregnant with Victoria, I was overjoyed. For nine months, I carried her around inside my body and felt her grow and develop. She is as much a part of me as my own beating heart. Now tell me... why should I be ashamed of her?" Erik fell quiet for a few minutes.

"Would you like to grab a coffee sometime?" he asked.

"I'd love to," you smiled.

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Charles Xavier/ Professor X

After Charles invited you to live in the mansion, you collected your minimal things and went to the address he gave you. As you walked up to the gate, you couldn't believe how big this place was. You wandered around a little lost but fortunately Charles was soon there to greet you.

"It's good to see you again, Y/N," he smiled.

"It's good to see you too," you smiled back. The pair of you stood in the hallway awkwardly until you broke the silence.

"I... thank you for giving me a chance... not a lot of people do..." A small sad smile crossed Charles' face and he placed a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"It's my genuine pleasure. How about I show you to your room so you can set your things down and I'll give you the grand tour?" You smiled and nodded. For the first time in a long time, you finally felt like you had a home.

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Logan Howlett/ Wolverine

You had just walked into the bar you usually frequented when you noticed a face you had never seen there before; a face you had met only a few nights ago.

"Logan?" you asked, seating yourself next to him at the bar. Logan made what sounded like an affirmative grunt. You told the bartender to put his drinks on you as you ordered something for yourself.

"You don't have to do that," he mumbled.

"Please, it's the least I can do after the other night..." Logan sat quietly taking a long pull of his drink.

"How'd you get mixed up with a group like that anyway?" he asked. Now it was your turn to take a long drink.

"I was a young, stupid kid... I thought I could make a little extra money by doing these fights... the roar of the crowd was exciting... but as I got older, I realised how dangerous it was. I tried to get out and I thought I left the past behind me. I guess you really can't escape the past" you sighed.

"I know a thing or two about that," Logan replied. You were curious to ask but thought better about it. Logan didn't strike you as the talkative type. After sharing a few drinks and swapping the occasional story, Logan offered to take you home again which you happily agreed to.

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Hank McCoy/ Beast

The moment you finished work, you headed straight back to see Hank. When you knocked on his door, he looked up from what he was doing and smiled at you.

"Ah, Y/N. Good to see you again, come on in." With a giddy smile, you entered his lab and looked around.

"This place really is amazing," you said, looking around with awe. Hank blushed faintly and smiled.

"Thanks..." Hank cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sh-shall I show you around?" You nodded eagerly and he offered his arm to you. Hank showed you around his lab, passionately explaining about his projects. The two of you talked for a long time, having fun together. Hank even suggested that you quit working for your jerk of a boss and come work for him. You told him that you would have to think it over but you were definitely considering it.

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Raven Darkhölme/ Mystique

It had been a few weeks since you last saw Raven and yourself thinking about her a lot. You were pulled from your deep thoughts by a co-worker calling your name.

"Y/N, we got a patient who specifically asked for you to help them..." Curious, you went to the room to see Raven sitting waiting for you in her blonde disguise. She smiled when she saw you walk into the private area.

"Hi, Y/N. I needed a check up and, um... I'd feel more comfortable if... someone I knew was doing it..." You nodded in understanding and smiled softly. Raven watched as you calmly checked on her injuries, removing any stitches that were left in and applying ointment where necessary. You didn't even need to use your powers to keep her calm. When you finished, Raven grabbed you arm.

"Thank you, Y/N. I hope to see you again soon. Well, under better conditions of course..."

"I'd like that, she smiled.

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Scott Summers/ Cyclops

The following day, you were having your lunch when Scott approached you.

"Hey. Y/N, wasn't it?" You nodded, swallowing the piece of sandwich you were currently chewing.

"You were Scott, right?" He nodded, taking a seat next to you.

"So, Y/N... Have any more dreams about me?" he asked teasingly. You blushed furiously, your gaze wandering over to a student who was carrying a large pile of books.

"N-no but you might want to help that guy over there." No sooner had you said the words, the guy tripped over, sending all the books flying. Scott's eyes widened from beneath his red shades.

"So you really...?" You nodded.

"I get prophetic dreams. Some are little, some are big and some don't happen at all. The Professor is helping me to figure out which ones are important and how to channel them properly." Scott smiled at you.

"That's actually pretty cool. It really did sound like you were hitting on me when we first met." You blushed more at his words.

"I know... but, um... I really would like to get to know you more... if that's okay with you. I think that my dream about us meeting was an important one..."

"I think you could be right," he smiled.

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Ororo Munroe/ Storm

You were once again waiting at the bus stop when you once again met with Ororo.

"Hello, again," you smiled.

"Y/N wasn't it?" she asked with a smile.

"That's right, and you were Ororo." She nodded and took a seat next to you. Soon, an awkward silence fell over you.

"S-so, um... are you heading back to your school?" During your last meeting, Ororo had mentioned she was a teacher at some kind of boarding school.

"That's right... and you're heading home?" You nodded. Why was this so awkward? You already talked to her once before.

"You know... I had lot of fun talking to you yesterday," she smiled.

"I had fun too," you smiled back. You started talking once more, the time passing easily as you conversed. Eventually your bus arrived and you had to part ways. Secretly, you hoped to see her again soon.

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Kurt Wagner/ Nightcrawler

You were sitting in your room when you heard a gentle knock on your door. Getting up to answer it, you found Kurt standing awkwardly.

"Um... hi."

"Hey, Kurt," you smiled. When he continued to stand there shuffling his feet, you invited him inside. He protested a little out of shyness at first but eventually entered.

"I, uh... I wanted to thank you... for helping me," he said.

"It's no problem," you smiled. Kurt looked around your specially designed room.

"I'm hypersensitive. Professor X had this room made for me. Everything from the walls to bedding," you explained. Kurt looked at you.

"Is that how you were able to find me?" You nodded.

"I can hear your heartbeat..." Kurt looked at you in awe which made you blush faintly. You spent the rest of the afternoon getting to know each other better.

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Jean Grey/ Phoenix

Ever since you had met up with your childhood friend, the two of you had been inseparable. You went to classes together, ate lunch together and even your rooms were not that far away from each other. You really felt like you were making up for all the time you lost for the years she had been taken away. It felt just like old times.

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Warren Worthington III/ Angel

Ever since Warren had saved you from that party, you couldn't stop thinking about him. Finally, you decided to go see him, taking him a box of angel food cupcakes. Warren was surprised to see you but let you in.

"I just wanted to thank you for saving me. I brought you some cupcakes... they're angel food. I hope that's okay," you blushed. Fortunately, Warren grinned, finding you charming.

"Thanks. I'm sure they'll be delicious. Would you like to share them with me?" You nodded and took a seat as Warren opened the box. The two of you talked as you shared the cupcakes. By the time the box had been finished, you had really gotten to know each other. Eventually you had to leave but you made another time to see each other.

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Remy LeBeau/ Gambit

It was another Friday night and you were once again at a bar, this time having a quiet drink.

"Not hustling tonight, cherie?" Looking up, you saw Remy smirking at you. Smiling, you encouraged him to take a seat next to you.

"I could but tonight I thought I'd give those poor saps a chance," you winked. Remy laughed and ordered two more drinks.

"This one's on me," he stated.

"I couldn't possibly-" you began to protest but he stopped you.

"Please. It's not very often I get to talk to a woman who is not only beautiful but has a devilish side," he smirked.

"What can I say? I like a little danger," you said with a casual shrug, making him laugh.

"A woman after my own heart." You both threw back your drinks, slightly hissing at the burn in your throat.

"So, tell me about yourself, handsome," you purred. Remy smirked and started sharing his story. For once, you were actually listening to him instead of just trying to steal his wallet or trying to get him into bed (not that you would turn him down if he was into you). After a few drinks and swapping stories, Remy walked you home.

"See you next Friday, beautiful?" he asked at your door.

"You can count on it."