Crimson's POV:
I woke up and still felt exhausted. The loud and annoying noise of the fun ringing echoed through the room. I reached over and answered, still half-asleep.
"Hello? It's Charles," Charles spoke over the phone.
Oh shit. Oh no. Does he know? How would he know? I feel like he knows.
"Hello?" Charles asked.
"Yes, Charles?" I spoke trying to sound awake.
"I've been informed that you and Erik didn't check into your flights," Charles stated with a slight edge to his voice.
"We- we uh were just wrapping things up here and ended up running behind schedule," I lied.
"Uh-huh, can I speak to Erik?" Charles asked.
"Yeah, just a second he's in the shower," I quickly spoke.
I set the phone face down on the nightstand and rushed over to Erik. I started to shake him awake. He slowly woke up and looked around confused while holding his head.
"Erik you're hungover; I'll explain later. Your husband is on the phone, we missed our flights, you need to lie," I explain very quickly and quietly.
Erik nodded and seemed somewhat awake. I grabbed the phone and handed it to Erik. Erik spoke with Charles for a few minutes before hanging up.
"Well?" I asked.
"I think he knows, also we need to be on a plane in less than an hour," Erik spoke nonchalantly.
"YOU SHOULD HAVE LEAD WITH THAT!" I exclaimed rushing to start packing. Erik clutched his head in his hands.
"Please shut up," Erik begged.
"No, your drunk ass embarrassed me last night," I stated a little quieter.
"I only got drunk because I'm better than you," Erik spoke under his breath.
"Oh, so that's how it gonna be," I questioned.
Ten Minutes Later
We stumbled out of the hotel lobby and tried to flag down a taxi. Erik had a pair of sunglasses on and was still grimacing in pain.
"Can you please turn the sun off?" Erik groaned.
"Erik, if I turn the sun off everyone will die," I stated.
"And?" Erik responded.
"Erik!" I quietly exclaimed slapping his arm.
Twenty Minutes Later
Erik and I went our separate ways in the airport and I opened up my third envelope. Inside was a ticket to Brian Head, Utah. Utah it is, I guess.
A Few Hours Later
I drove into the very small mountain town and took notice of the welcome sign. Elevation 10,000 feet, population 69. I noticed the thick layer of snow that coated pretty much everything despite it being mid-spring. The town was still abuzz with life and people.
I pulled into the parking lot of the ski lodge whose flyer was in the envelope. I grabbed my bags and walked into the huge lobby. I went to the front desk where I was informed my "associate" had already checked in. I searched around before finding my room number in the suites section of the lodge. Charles really went all out huh. I unlocked and then slowly opened the wooden door. I spotted someone I definitely wanted to see.
"Hello, love," Hank spoke getting up from his seat.
"It's good to see you Bones," I replied while we pulled each other into an embrace.
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I Die Often Hank
FanfictionUsually, the first thing the love of your life says to you isn't "you're covered in blood". Then again, usually, you don't meet them when you're dying. *Swearing used often I do not own the rights to any X-Men characters, locations, or plot points. ...
