"It is, of course, utterly ludicrous," Emma Xavier's shrill voice spoke as she watched her brother seriously contemplate the task which had been presented in front of him. His blue eyes were twinkling against his pale features as he pushed his black hair behind his ears, scrunching his nose up as he took in the beaker of alcohol which was currently sitting on the bar, waiting to be drunk by him, nonetheless. "How drunk do you think you shall be by the end of this evening?"

"Very!" Raven's squeaky voice became obvious and Emma turned her gaze to look at the blonde who clapped her hands, giddy with excitement for some unknown reason. "Oh come on, Charles! You have to do it!"

"He does not have to do it," Emma said, her voice coming down on Charles like a weight of lead as Raven rolled her eyes. "I, for one, do not intend to be carrying him back to his apartment."

"I'll carry you then," Raven promised him, placing her hand onto his arm and squeezing it gently as Emma folded her legs, pulling down the tight black material of her skirt to cover more of her thigh as Raven continued to bounce around in her seat. "It is only once in a lifetime that you end up becoming a professor."

"I suppose it is, isn't it?" Charles said, looking at Raven with an adoring smile and then turning back to his sister with a mischievous grin plastered across his face. Emma raised her hands in surrender as she watched Charles stand up slowly, moving into the crowd of the pub regulars as they passed him the large tube of alcohol. Raven stood up as Charles took centre stage and Emma remained seated, her eyes intently watching Charles, wondering if he could manage all of the alcohol in one go.

"So you don't fancy giving it a shot, Emma?" a new voice asked and the black haired girl turned her head to the side to come face to face with Damon. Her ex-boyfriend. She smiled tauntingly at him as he smirked down at her, his eyes carelessly taking in her bare thigh as she shook her head.

"Don't be ridiculous Damon. Us History graduates have much more decorum then those Mutation Professors," she assured him and he snorted once and loudly at her.

"I heard you'd graduated. Top of the class, am I correct?" he asked her and she winked slyly at him, her flirtatious side coming out a bit as she heard a roar of cheer and managed to see Charles joining in out of the corner of her eye.

"You are correct. And I heard you didn't graduate. Clearly Law isn't for you," she said to him as he grinned back at her, biting his tongue down so not to say anything rude to the woman he had dated for one whole year of his life.

"I'm redoing the course."

"I didn't think that was possible."

"Well when your father is as influential as mine-"

"-Then money can buy you everything which you need," Emma finished off for him as Charles stood beside the younger man, his eyes looking down at his sister who subconsciously told him that she could handle Damon and that he didn't need to worry. Damon picked up on the lack of conversation and sighed gently once, looking at Charles and then back to Emma.

"I can tell when I'm not wanted," he assured her.

"I would just prefer for you to stay away from Emma," Charles admitted to Damon. "I'm not in the right frame of mind and I would hate to do something which I may regret to you so it would be advisable for you to leave us be."

Damon moved away from their table, finding his friends in the rowdy bar whilst Charles sat down, depositing the empty large glass by the side of his chair as he ran his hands over his sweating face and undid another button to his shirt and Emma couldn't help but grin.

"I'm impressed," she said to Charles who forced a smile onto his face at his younger sibling.

"It is much harder than it looks," he promised her.

"No," she shook her head back at him. "I'm impressed that you have drank that and are still standing."

Raven couldn't help but snort into her cola as she drank it down her throat and a smile occupied her face. Charles rolled his eyes at Emma and stuck his tongue out at her as she scoffed, her eyes going wide and her neck moving back slightly.

"Very mature, Professor," she hissed back at him and Charles closed his eyes, his hands moving through his dark hair as he groaned lightly to himself.

"Professor," he repeated the word. "I will be going bald and grey before you know it. Oh dear God."

"So vain," Emma muttered. "Do you want another cola, Raven?"

"Well if you're offering," Raven shrugged, downing her alcohol as Emma picked up the empty glass. "And I'll get you some water, Charles, no more alcohol tonight."

"Yes mum."

Emma chuckled gently, moving over to the bar where she saw the blonde woman Charles had flirted with the previous night. She ignored her and went about placing her order. She waited for the drinks and as she did Raven came bounding over to her. She rested her hands onto the bar, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet as Emma looked at her adoptive sister.

"Damon didn't bother you, did he?" she wondered and Emma shrugged lightly, the sheer blouse moving up and down her arms as she made the motion.

"It still bothers me to see him, Raven," she said to the younger blonde. "He was my only relationship."

"But he doesn't deserve you."

"You are too kind," Emma promised the younger sibling. "It is trait which you must have picked up from Charles."

"Thank goodness that is the only one I have picked up from him," Raven replied as she turned back to look for her brother but she found him sat at a different table. She nudged Emma in the ribs and the black haired girl moaned slightly at the contact before noting the thing which Raven was nodding towards.

"And who is she?" Raven mumbled to Emma as their drinks were served but neither of them paid any attention to the beverages, more intrigued by Charles sat with a mysterious auburn haired woman.

"I don't know," Emma replied. "But he's got his fingers on his temple."

Charles picked up on the two young women watching him and he slowly averted his eyes from the newly introduced agent before speaking into his little sisters mind.

Get your coat. We're needed by the FBI.

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