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(Cross posted to the other meme; hope nobody minds)
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I'd write it myself but there are folks at the inception and thor kinkmemes that would probably kill me if I didn't finish my wips so...
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Erik has seen people die before.
It's the first thing he thinks when he thuds dully to the ground, feeling sand beneath his hands as he moves to lift Charles into his arms.
I've seen people die before, he thinks, staring down at eyes that seem almost too blue. You won't be the first.
He's suddenly, viscerally glad he's wearing the helmet.
"You did this," stutters out of him, coming from the burning at the back of his throat. He reaches out a hand and pulls Moira's dog tags taut around her neck, but Charles is already shaking his head and Erik knows, anyway.
"She didn't do this," Charles breathes out. Erik's pride drags words from the tip of his tongue, pleas, really, Don't say that, don't say that, don't, don't, but Charles has never really seen fit to do what Erik asks and anyway, he reminds himself, he can't hear.
"You did this," Charles says.
Come with me, Erik thinks, but it dies too, an ache in his teeth, in his head, and he swallows, takes another breath, forms something like, I'm sorry, only ( ... )
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He wakes from a half-doze when someone shakes him by the shoulder, hard, and he tries frantically to wrench himself out of his dreams (Charles falling to the ground, his face twisted up with pain; surgeons' tools dripping with blood; a voice in his head, a voice he trusts, whispering blame into every corner and crevice) and into something resembling useful.
"Wake up," a voice is hissing, and it's Raven's. Raven, he thinks, pulling himself entirely into consciousness, his pulse still thrumming in his ears. Right. Raven.
"What is it?" He asks, and she jerks a thumb at the corridor where, he now sees, a metal nurse's cart is slowly bowing inward.
"Stop it, now," she whispers, fear lighting her eyes. He tamps down his instinct to tell her he feels no need to hide and does as he's told, instead-maybe here, he does hide. Maybe, among people who hold Charles' life in their hands, maybe here he hides ( ... )
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Anon, this is aaaawesome. I love all of the emotions and Erik's inability to control his mutation here. :D And oh god, can't wait for more!
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