The next day came and Fiona spent most of the day looking for the perfect outfit for the cabinet meeting. She was too exhausted to consider shopping - plus she wasn't in the mood. And she had two outfits delivered and ended up not liking any. The afternoon was quickly giving way to night when she heard a knock on the door just as she was tucking Mia in. It was going to be a busy evening and she had to be sure that her baby was safely in bed while she was out there. "You're going to do just as the list says, no late-night food - except warm cocoa drink if she wakes up, make sure she doesn't watch more than one hour of TV for the rest of the night, keep her warm and leave the lights on. Do you understand?" Fiona asked the nanny and she nodded. "I understand, Miss Fiona. You're stressed out already, just leave, I'll take care of Mia like I always have," she replied with a smile. Fiona sighed, the old lady was right. She was just stressed and getting frustrated. The last thing

Fiona hissed as Cassidy walked away, she looked back at Leon with a frown and said, "I guess you're getting very familiar with the guests." Leon could smell the jealousy of her from a few inches and he snorted. "She's someone I know," he replied casually and removed his hands from her hold. "When do we get to use the tunnel?" He asked. Fiona shrugged and liked it at the entrance, her eyes were a little hard and he could tell that she was displeased with him because Cassidy had come to say hello to him. He could never understand women and jealousy, especially when he wasn't even an item with her. "You should be careful, Brian said we shouldn't speak with anyone," she reminded him and gestured at Cassidy with her chin. Cassidy was at the corner of the hall, with a fresh flute of wine but her eyes remained on them boldly - she wasn't even trying to hide her glare towards Fiona. "Please tell me when you're ready to stop the glaring competition and go find Master Xavier," he sn

Thankfully, the room was quiet and there was no one else within. Leon quickly went to check the door just to make sure it was locked and that they would be informed if anyone tried to open it - he did not want any distractions. The drapes as usual were pulled shut and very little sunlight permeated the room. The air conditioning unit was regulated very low and the room was almost too hot - especially for a man that was sick and needed as much comfort as he could get. "This place smells like death already," Leon said and moved to the window. As he looked down, he noticed that many more cars had even parked outside joining the already long line of luxury vehicles. It was clear that what Peters had told him about the meeting was not very far from the truth. It did not really make sense that people would be gathered in the name of professor Xavier when he wasn't even in the meeting himself. "I guess the rich are greedier than the poor," he stated plainly and moved away from the wind

All the men in the room bowed And knelt before Xavier. Gideon knelt briefly and then hurried to him. "Master, is that you?" He asked and went to the bed to sit right beside him. Xavier turned to him and nodded mutely, his neck tilted to the side and his eyes a little distant. Gideon turned to Leon and snapped, "I thought you said you've healed him, why can't he speak?!" "That's because his organs are still very weak, they will take some time to fully recover," he explained. Gideon sneered at him and then looked at the master for a while. "Can he hear us? See us? What organs are you talking about?" He asked. Leon didn't know how to frame his lie so he simply agreed that the master wasn't feeling well or hearing well either. "So he can't see anyone in this room?" Gideon asked, for some reason, he sounded almost hopeful like he was eager to hear that the master truly didn't see. Leon thought it was because he still wanted to have them punished for trespassing and breaking

It was almost midnight when Leon heard a sound coming from the pantry. He'd picked the rook closest to the master's room despite Gideon's generous offer to have the biggest guest room cleaned up for him downstairs. Leon had agreed and slept in the guest room for a few hours after his dinner and then retreated into the room beside the pantry. It was dark and the lights were out in most of the hallways. The chattering of servants had long ceased and all Leon could hear was the whirring of the ceiling fan above and the humming of the air-conditioning unit. He sat up on his low mattress and pulled on a bathrobe quickly. The clattering in the pantry didn't stop and Leon went out to investigate. He had been unable to sleep soundly all night - if at all. The thought of someone trying to harm the master has chills. Somehow, Gideon had ordered that a security camera should be installed at the entrance of the master's room just to keep him safe. Leon thought it was a good idea but he s