Title: Synchronicity

Fandom: X-Men Universe comics / movies

Pairing: Emma F. / Ororo M. / Jean G.

Rating: PG-13

Notes: I usually love when I have days like this, but I really feel for Emma here.

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but I do love them.


Jean was in bed pretending to read a book when Emma emerged from the bathroom. Not bothering to make eye contact with her partner she went to her dresser and pulled out a white satin robe and walked over to her side table cabinet and pulls out a bottle of Nolet Reserve gin.

The redhead had already prepared a fresh glass with mint, basil, and cucumber for her lover's usual night cap and sat it on her side of the bed. The blonde filled the glass and put the bottle away. She pulled back the sheets and got into bed taking a long sip of her drink.

The room was quiet. You could hear a pin drop. To anyone who would have walked in the two women would have looked like they were lying in bed relaxing, however they were engaged in a telepathic conversation.

~ Emma I really think you should reconsider. ~

~Drop it Tiger. Just drop it. ~

~ You know she didn't do it on purpose, why you are acting like this? ~

~ Because she did do it on purpose Jean. It's obvious she's had it out for me since I first arrived here. ~

~ Come on Em. Ro has been nothing but kind and accommodating to you even though you take every available opportunity to be a total bitch and completely dismiss her. ~

~ You people have not been on the other side of that woman's rage. Tigers do not change their stripes. I'm not going to sit around and wait for her to turn on me again like she did today. ~

~ Turn on you? Yeah okay now you're just being melodramatic. ~

~ Jean she put me in a life threatening situation and left me there. Ororo psychologically forced me to relive a past trauma. Had I been of a lesser mind my psyche would have crumbled under such pressure. And if that wasn't enough when I retracted my crystal, that greenhouse was like an oven, I could have died if I had been left in there all night. That's not the kind of person I want to take orders from Jean. ~

Her partner leans over and kisses her on the cheek.

~ That's just your pride talking baby. Everyone wants to be on Ro's team, don't take that for granted. She knows what she is doing. You just have to learn to trust her. ~

Jean says as she puts her book down and slips under the sheets. The redhead begins to gently caress the blonde's thigh tip toeing her finger tips toward her lover's inner thigh. She softly caresses the blonde's quickly moistening folds. Emma sips her drink knowing what her partner is wanting, but in spite of her body's reactions she wasn't in the mood. Which was yet another reason for her to be angry with her soon to be former team leader; there weren't too many things that put her off her appetite for the redhead.

The blonde continued to sip her Tom Collins trying to relax. She felt so good singing an hour ago. To hear her voice again was overwhelming, she didn't even sing when she was alone. Seeing those plants respond to her voice so enthusiastically made her feel things she had never felt before. Even in her initial conscious sharing mind connecting moments with the redhead she never felt anything like this before.

It was both exciting and distressing at the same time.

The blonde removes her lovers hand and sits it on the bed. Jean smiles and brings her fingers to her lips and licks on them. The blonde finishes her drink and sits the glass on the table and slips under the covers. She softly takes Jean's hand turning her back to the redhead bringing it to her mouth and softly pressing her lips to her palm taking a deep breath through her nose and closing her eyes.

Jean pulls her lover into her body and kisses the back of her neck as she whispers to her. "You have the most beautiful voice I've ever heard in my entire life Emma Frost. I hope I'll be able to hear it again someday. A gift like that is meant to be shared baby." She feels the blonde shift her body slightly and take a deep breath. The blonde swallows hard. "Good night Tiger."

"I love you baby. Just don't make any decisions right away okay. Good night." Jean whispers.


Frost Industries

The blonde left for work early that morning, not disturbing the peaceful slumber of her lover. Her driver was a few minutes late to pick her up, it was highly unusual. The car pulled up in front of the institute and the driver got out of the car with a huge smile on his face and ran to open the door for his boss.

"Is there are reason for your tardiness Luther?" She asks him wondering why the man was smiling from ear to ear.

"Oh I'm so sorry Mistress Frost." He said not being able to take the smile off his face. "My uhh, daughter, she's been sick for a while at the hospital. She…she woke up this morning and…" He said wiping I tear from his eye and shaking his head trying to compose himself. "She, woooo, she, well as soon as she saw me she smiled and took my face in her little hands and sang the song I been singing to her every day for the past year."

He rubs his eyes as the blonde frowns at him. "Yes well from now on don't let personal matters interfere with your work. You are paid substantially well Luther and it's my company's health care plan that allowed you to get the proper care your daughter needed. Don't forget that." The blonde takes a deep breath and gets into the car. Luther nods his head as he closes the door and takes on a more serious expression. "Yes Mistress Frost. I understand. Thank you."

The blonde didn't like the way the day was headed. As they drove down the express way she noticed the caption on a billboard for a new video game. "Sing like no one's watching. Karaoke Hero." She rolls her eyes and turns on the morning news on the television in the limousine.

She flips through a few channels and decides on CNN. "Coming up next at the top of the hour….A medical phenomenon that is sweeping the nation: How singing can lower stress and even help relieve the symptoms of certain types of cancer. CNN correspondent Ander-," The blonde huffs changing the station only to see a young teen pop idol singing in times square.

She shakes her head and turns off the TV. The rest of the drive was completely silent, as she didn't want to risk turning on the radio.

They arrived at Frost Industries just in time to see a local street musician serenading employees that entered the building. The blonde was certainly not in the best mood, she immediately called security and had the musician removed from the grounds. Luther kept his eyes down as he followed the blonde into the building. That local musician was there every morning and had become a bit of a Frost Industries staple. The woman had a great voice and always sang songs about being happy. He made sure to try and stay off his boss' radar today.

The blonde finished with her morning paperwork and decided to visit the building's restaurant for lunch. She didn't stay long as all of her employees were asking one another what happened to the singer this morning. They always make sure to tip her saying that they would walk up to the building and hear exactly what they needed to hear to cheer them up that morning.

"May I have your attention…" The blonde said to the chattering crowd. "I do not care how you choose to spend your hard earned money; however I have a zero tolerance policy for vagrants who loiter in front of my building. From now on if you are going to feed the birds do it elsewhere. Am I understood?" The employees began looking at one another nodding and saying yes.

The blonde left the restaurant and headed up to her office for her next meeting. Her heart rate was fast as she clinched her jaw tightly. She didn't like the way this day was going at all. Why was this suddenly being thrown in her face left and right? It was like the universe was out to get her or something. Murphy's law was in full effect.

Fortunately her next appointment was with the most uptight man she had come to know in all her years of business. He hated pretty much everything especially music. As she neared her office door she breathed a sigh of relief knowing she could finally take refuge from her universally drawn out moment of weakness with Ororo Munroe.


"Hallo Herrin Frost, I hope you don't mind but I invited meine schwester to join me today. She will not be a bother." The large stout German asked motioning for the small dark blonde woman in the corner to come forward. Emma looked at her and extended her hand.

The woman didn't move. Emma looked at the minister and waited. "Schwester nicht unhöflich sein. This woman has allowed you to sit with me today." He gruffs. The woman puts out her hand and shakes Emma's hand and quickly lets go and heads back to her seat in the corner.

Throughout the meeting Emma caught the girl staring at her intently. Other than that the meeting went over without a hitch. The blonde enjoyed a full hour without any mention of music or singing, she actually began to smile.

The German shook her hand and moved to leave. His sister stood stark in front of Emma's desk and bowed her head. "Is there a problem?" Emma asked looking toward the door at the woman's brother. The woman speaks in broken English. "Thunk yo for to meet."

Emma smiles and tells the woman it was her pleasure. The blonde's German client opened the door and called for his sister. "Come Helga. It is time to leave."

The blonde's smile instantly vanishes as the door closes.

Emma decided to close her eyes and ears on the entire ride home. It was the most peace she had had all day. Once she got the institute she went up to her apartment with intent to shield herself from the torturous world that seemed to be against her.

She opened the door to the sound of laughter. Walking into the living room she sees Jean on top of Ororo trying to tickle her. The blonde clinches her jaw and loudly clears her throat. "I take it that you didn't get my message Jean. I told you I'd be leaving work early today. What is SHE doing here?"

The redhead gets ups accidentally grabbing one of the caramel woman's breasts. "Oh gosh, sorry Ro." Storm laughs as Jean helps her to her feet. "It's no problem Jean you know that." Winking at her friend as she turns toward Emma. "Since I'm here do you have a few minutes Emma?"

"No, I don't." The blonde says quickly almost ignoring the woman. She stalks past Jean and goes into the bedroom. "Tiger I'll be dining in tonight. Raul will be coming over to cook. If you want to eat with me, give me your selections for the evening."

"Ooookay." Ororo says looking at her redheaded friend. "Jean I'll leave you two to it. Remember what we talked about alright. It would mean the world to me." She walks toward the front door and turns speaking into the apartment. "Emma, I expect you to report to my greenhouse at 0700 Wednesday morning. That is not a request it is an order. We need to discuss your new team assignment. I'm transferring you to team four ." Closing the door behind her as the blonde came almost stomping into the living room. "You have some kind of nerve trans-," The door shuts and she is left speechless.

Ororo Fucking Munroe…..

TBC….


German Language Translation: Herrin (Mistress) , meine schwester (my sister) , Schwester nicht unhöflich sein (Sister do not be rude)