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Erik had originally planned to get her while she was still in her coma but Charles's interference had delayed the whole proceedings. Now he had to grab her from her home instead, before Charles came to get her.
You would think it would be easy to kidnap an 11-year-old girl. You think wrong. Erik brought Emma Frost and Azazel along and still the little girl had them running around in circles chasing illusions. He had the helmet (which he wasn't wearing just yet). Grabbing her wasn't the problem. Finding her on the other hand...
Emma was getting irritated. Azazel seemed impressed. Erik was very amused. But it's time to put it all to an end.
'Jean.'
The voice in his head was a fiercely determined but scared one. 'You're going to take me away.'
'Yes.'
'Why?'
'See for yourself.'
A pause. And Erik felt the child's mind racing around his curiously; peering, searching. Erik had no desire to hide his thoughts from her. Emma, however, suddenly glanced at him. She found her.
'...' The girl was obviously intrigued now.
'Come with me.'
'But mom and dad...'
'Don't know what to do with mutants like us.'
Amazement, delight. 'You're like me. You all are.'
Erik nodded at Emma and Azazel. And suddenly they were standing in a shed outside the house. A little girl was standing before them, hiding her nerves behind a smile as she shyly said, "hello."
Erik said nothing, just held out a hand to her.
She took it.