"The X-Men will be fine... I mean they have a lot of people... right?"
He remembered... like a torrent of sound, he remembered, his pulse racing, his thoughts disrupted, throwing himself at the monster and holding on, his power straining more than it ever had, holding Apocalypse in check. he hadn't had long, or as much as he wanted, but he had been there, and he had slept for a week afterward.
He slowly got out of the car.
"When is it?"
He came up behind her gently and wrapped his arms around her, warmth and his power wrapping around them both.