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Chapter 3
A thousand thoughts were playing a game of leap frog in the mind of Jean Grey, each one trying to get to the front and make itself the most important as she walked down the hall from her room to Scott's. She stopped in the doorway and leaned on the doorpost pushing her hands into the pockets of her jeans and crossing one foot over the other.
"You ready to go?" she asked looking at Scott who was sitting at his desk.
"Yeah, I just got an e-mail from Alex."
"Did you tell him yet?"
"No, but I told him I had something really big to tell him. He says he's decided to join us finally. So, he's flying in to California in a few weeks," Scott laughed for a moment as he continued to read the e-mail, "He asked if I could pick him up in the jet out in California because, 'it's awesome as Hell, man, and I want another ride in it'." Scott laughed again.
"That is kind of funny." Jean said.
"He also says he can't wait."
"I bet." Jean walked over to him and stood in front of him. Scott reached out and took her hand tracing the back of her palm with his thumb. After a moment, Jean crouched down in front of him. "I was having some thoughts about the baby, and I don't know if I want it. I mean we never discussed keeping it, we just told everyone without considering that. Scott, I have to be honest, I don't think I'm ready; in fact I know I'm not ready to be a mother. I don't feel ready. This is so big to me, and a really important decision. Scott, I don't want to...kill this baby before it's even had a chance, but I don't feel ready for it either." Scott sat there and listened to everything Jean had to say. Then he took a deep breath and squeezed her hand. "And I think we should make this decision before we go see my parents. They'll be expecting an answer, knowing them."
"Jean, I...I don't know what to say, except that you have no reason to be scared. I'm here with you right to the end. We're stuck together for the rest of our lives. We're meant for each other, and you know things happen for a reason. Maybe this is just God trying to strengthen our relationship and bring us even closer then we already are. Maybe...maybe we're supposed to end up like this. Jean, I really don't know what to tell you, but I do honestly admire that you're not voluntarily willing to have an abortion."
"I don't believe in them."
"I don't either, and you're right, I don't thin its fair either." Scott opened his arms to her and Jean fell into them. He hugged her tight and rocked her back and forth on her knees with her head pressed against his chest. She could hear his heart beating, the loud thump in her ear, and after listening to it for a few minutes she relaxed. Scott bowed his head and kissed her. "Don't worry, Jean, I won't let anything happen, I promise."
Two hours later Scott's convertible pulled up into the large circular driveway of the Grey home. He parked the car and got out then walked over to the other side and opened Jean's door for her, took her hand and tucked it into his arm. Jean shut her door and they walked up to the porch.
"Nervous?" she asked.
"Very." Once they were on the porch Jean knocked on the door and it opened immediately. Her sister Sara stood there beaming at her.
"Hey, sis!" she shouted enveloping her younger sister in a tight hug. Sara was five years older than Jean, and had been married for the last two.
"Hi, Sara, I wasn't expecting you to be here." Jean said as he sister let her go.
"Well, Paul and I stopped by to visit quickly and Mom said that you were coming by, so I decided to stay because I haven't seen you in so long."
"Oh, well, thank you, Sar. This is my boyfriend Scott."
"Hi, Scott." Sara said with a full smile and shaking his hand. "Jean's told me all about you."
"Has she?" Scott said looking down at his innocently smiling girlfriend.
"No, not a thing." Jean said, sarcasm dripping from her words.
Sara moved so that they could come in and closed the door behind them. "So, you want to tell me what's so 'big'?" Sara said walking up beside her sister. Jean rolled her eyes at Scott and turned to Sara.
"No, no, no, and, let me think, no!"
"Why?"
"Because, it's for the whole family to hear at once."
"Are you two engaged or something, because if its that, you can tell me now, and I'll promise to keep my mouth shut."
Jean ignored her sister and kept walking alongside Scott into the parlor. Her mother was already in there going through a magazine when they walked in and quickly got up to embrace her daughter in a quick hug.
"Mom, this is Scott, you've met him before, though."
"Yes, I remember. Hello, Scott, nice to see you again." Elaine Grey said hugging him as well. Jean and Sara's father walked in a few minutes later apologizing, saying that he had been on the phone and hugged his daughter and shook Scott's hand, and then finally sat down across from the three sitting on the couch.
"Well, Jean, what's the big news you've come to tell us?" he said. Jean and Scott both stood, and John immediately noticed that his daughter's hands were shaking terribly. "Jean, honey, what's wrong?" he said getting up and going over to her. Right there, Jean collapsed into her father's arms and held onto him as she cried.
"Jean, sweetheart, what's wrong?" Elaine asked her voice ringing with concern.
"Jean, honey, what's wrong?" he asked again. "Do you want to speak privately?" Jean nodded into his shoulder. John took Jean into the kitchen and motioned for Scott to follow. They were in there for several talking in hushed voices. Sara crept over and tried to make out what Jean and Scott were saying, but Elaine called her back over.
"I wish Paul had stayed." She said sitting back down on the couch.
"I want to know what's wrong with Jean, I'm starting to get scared. She's never done this before and it's frightening me."
"Mom, relax, I'm sure it's nothing."
"Sara, have you ever seen your sister like this before? Has she ever been this upset about something like this to your knowledge?"
"No, not that I can remember."
Elaine was quiet for some time, but finally got up and walked over to the kitchen and knocked on the swinging door.
"Just a minute, Elaine." John's voice said.
"Jean, just tell me what's wrong." John Grey said holding his daughter's hand. Jean looked to Scott and he looked to Jean's father. "Jean, honey, does this have to do with the both of you?"
"Yes, Dad. I...I'm pregnant." Jean felt her father's grip on her hand tighten for a moment and then it loosened. He nodded. "What?"
"I had the feeling that's what it was. When I saw the way you and Scott walked up to the house, and then the way you were sitting on the couch, and then your reaction when you tried to tell us the first time. I knew then, what it was, and let me say that I am disappointed in you, Jean, but I'm not going to yell at you because I'm sure that by now you and Scott have talked everything over and I have no need to have that discussion with either of you. I also want to tell you both that have my support from this day on, and you don't need to worry. If you ever have any troubles, you can still come here."
Jean beamed brightly at her father and kissed his cheek then hugged him fiercely. "I love you, Daddy. Thank you."
John hugged his daughter the same way back. "I love you, too, Jean, I'm so proud of you." He kissed her temple and let her go. "Don't worry, sweetheart, ok? Your mother and I are here for you, and Scott." John smiled at him and Scott returned it to Jean who smiled at her father.
"Thank you, Mr. Grey." Scott said standing. Jean did as well and he slipped his arm around her. The couple stood in front of Jean's father and he smiled up at both of them.
"I'm proud of you both, very proud." John arose from his seat and hugged them both. Scott felt awkward for a moment, but the realization that he was accepted into Jean's family spread over and he felt a very discreet smile on his face. It disappeared however, when John let him and Jean go. "Go get your mother and tell to come in here, I'll tell her."
"Are you sure?"
"Can you handle it, Jean, honestly?"
"No, I guess I can't." Jean admitted. Her father hugged her one more time and sent her and Scott out. Then he sat down in a chair again and fell into thought. His youngest daughter was pregnant, she was eighteen, just out of high school, but at least Scott was sticking by her side, and not out of pity, but out of true love, and John had to respect the young man for that, and thank him.
"John?" Elaine said slowly as she walked in. "John, what's wrong with Jean?"
"Sit, Elaine, please." John said pulling a chair out away from the table.
"What's wrong with her?"
The minute Jean and Scott stepped back out into the living room, Elaine attacked them with questions. But Jean calmly told her that her father would explain everything at his request, and Elaine disappeared into the kitchen. Within two minutes, Jean heard a screech of shock, and her mother's voice shouting, "SHE'S WHAT?"
The next moment Elaine came barging out of the kitchen, strode up to Jean and raised her hand. But John grabbed her wrist and jerked it back down. "Don't you dare, Elaine! She's your daughter!"
"She's yours, too, John, and I'm shocked at you as well. I thought you would be the one to be doing this."
"I'm not, though, Elaine. Now you have to give Jean and Scott credit for coming down and telling us instead of never telling us at all and then showing up at the front door with a baby. And I know exactly how you would react to that."
"Yes, and I feel like saying the same thing now. HOW DARE YOU, JEAN! I THOUGHT YOU WERE RESPONSIBLE! YOU PROMISED, SWORE TO ME EVEN THAT YOU WERE GOING TO BEHAVE, AND LOOK AT YOU, TURNING INTO SOME...SOME HUSSY! HOW DARE YOU, JEAN!" Elaine raised her hand again to backhand her daughter, but John wasn't quick enough to grab her wrist this time, but Scott was fast enough, and jumped between her and Jean, and received the blow high across his left cheek.
"MOM!" Jean shouted. Elaine stared at both of them hard and cruelly then she stormed from the room and they all heard her stomp upstairs and a door slam. Sara stood there staring at her sister with an open mouth.
"You're pregnant?" she asked.
"Yes, Sara, I'm pregnant." Jean said helping Scott to feet. He'd actually fallen from the force of the slap.
Sara crossed her arms over her chest and glowered at her sister. She grabbed her purse off the coffee table and headed to the door. "Dad, if Mom asks, I took a cab home." She called then Sara left as well slamming the door behind her.
"What's wrong with her?" Scott asked aloud.
"I don't know." Jean said as she inspected the mark on his face. Jean had known her mother to hit in anger, but never this hard. The skin around the mark, and the mark itself was raised and dark red. John walked back in from the kitchen with an ice pack from the freezer and handed it to Jean who placed it over Scott's face. He flinched for a moment at the feeling the cold ice press against his burning skin.
John sat down in the same chair he had been before and folded his hands between his knees. "Sara and Paul have been having a hard time getting pregnant. Every time she thinks that she skipping her cycle, it turns out that she's not pregnant. She's very frustrated with it and finding out that you're pregnant, Jean, isn't going to make her feel any better."
"Oh, did she have a miscarriage or anything?" Jean asked taking the ice off Scott's face for a moment and then replacing it.
"No, and I hope she never does, but I am praying for her and Paul. Every time she comes over here, she and Elaine are always talking about how wonderful it will be when there are little kids running around in the yard and laughing. I'm hoping that very soon she and Paul will have success."
"Yeah, me too, now that I know."
"Are you two staying, or are you leaving now?"
"Uh, I think it would be best if we left." Jean said rising from sitting next to Scott. He did as well and handed back the ice pack.
"Keep it, keep it on your face for the rest of the afternoon, it'll help the swelling go down." John said.
"I guess that means I'll be driving back." Jean said withdrawing the keys to Scott's car from his pocket.
"Guess so, just don't crash into anything." Scott laughed as Jean playfully punched his shoulder with a smile.
"Goodbye, you two." John said hugging them both for a last time. "Keep in contact. I want to know everything that's happening."
"We will, don't worry." Jean said. She slipped her arm around Scott's waist and they walked up to the front door. She turned and smiled back at her father one last time and waved goodbye. "Thanks again." She said still smiling. Scott waved as well, briefly.
"You're welcome, both of you." John said to himself as the door closed.
Author's Note: There's chapter 3! Phew! Jean's mother has got quite the temper on her doesn't she? I hope you all enjoyed this one, please review if you want to. I hope to get the next chapter done soon. I'm a little blank right now as to where to take it from here, and if anyone has any suggestions I would greatly appreciate them. Also, I made Jean's sister five years older than her. I know that Sara Grey is the older Grey child, but I honestly don't know how much older, and if anyone has any objections to the age settings, please tell me, or if you know exactly how much older she is, I would greatly appreciate that as well, it's been bugging me for a while because no matter how hard I look online for it, I can NEVER find it! Anyway, that's enough of my ranting, thank you for reading, and again, please review if you want to! (
Chapter 3
A thousand thoughts were playing a game of leap frog in the mind of Jean Grey, each one trying to get to the front and make itself the most important as she walked down the hall from her room to Scott's. She stopped in the doorway and leaned on the doorpost pushing her hands into the pockets of her jeans and crossing one foot over the other.
"You ready to go?" she asked looking at Scott who was sitting at his desk.
"Yeah, I just got an e-mail from Alex."
"Did you tell him yet?"
"No, but I told him I had something really big to tell him. He says he's decided to join us finally. So, he's flying in to California in a few weeks," Scott laughed for a moment as he continued to read the e-mail, "He asked if I could pick him up in the jet out in California because, 'it's awesome as Hell, man, and I want another ride in it'." Scott laughed again.
"That is kind of funny." Jean said.
"He also says he can't wait."
"I bet." Jean walked over to him and stood in front of him. Scott reached out and took her hand tracing the back of her palm with his thumb. After a moment, Jean crouched down in front of him. "I was having some thoughts about the baby, and I don't know if I want it. I mean we never discussed keeping it, we just told everyone without considering that. Scott, I have to be honest, I don't think I'm ready; in fact I know I'm not ready to be a mother. I don't feel ready. This is so big to me, and a really important decision. Scott, I don't want to...kill this baby before it's even had a chance, but I don't feel ready for it either." Scott sat there and listened to everything Jean had to say. Then he took a deep breath and squeezed her hand. "And I think we should make this decision before we go see my parents. They'll be expecting an answer, knowing them."
"Jean, I...I don't know what to say, except that you have no reason to be scared. I'm here with you right to the end. We're stuck together for the rest of our lives. We're meant for each other, and you know things happen for a reason. Maybe this is just God trying to strengthen our relationship and bring us even closer then we already are. Maybe...maybe we're supposed to end up like this. Jean, I really don't know what to tell you, but I do honestly admire that you're not voluntarily willing to have an abortion."
"I don't believe in them."
"I don't either, and you're right, I don't thin its fair either." Scott opened his arms to her and Jean fell into them. He hugged her tight and rocked her back and forth on her knees with her head pressed against his chest. She could hear his heart beating, the loud thump in her ear, and after listening to it for a few minutes she relaxed. Scott bowed his head and kissed her. "Don't worry, Jean, I won't let anything happen, I promise."
Two hours later Scott's convertible pulled up into the large circular driveway of the Grey home. He parked the car and got out then walked over to the other side and opened Jean's door for her, took her hand and tucked it into his arm. Jean shut her door and they walked up to the porch.
"Nervous?" she asked.
"Very." Once they were on the porch Jean knocked on the door and it opened immediately. Her sister Sara stood there beaming at her.
"Hey, sis!" she shouted enveloping her younger sister in a tight hug. Sara was five years older than Jean, and had been married for the last two.
"Hi, Sara, I wasn't expecting you to be here." Jean said as he sister let her go.
"Well, Paul and I stopped by to visit quickly and Mom said that you were coming by, so I decided to stay because I haven't seen you in so long."
"Oh, well, thank you, Sar. This is my boyfriend Scott."
"Hi, Scott." Sara said with a full smile and shaking his hand. "Jean's told me all about you."
"Has she?" Scott said looking down at his innocently smiling girlfriend.
"No, not a thing." Jean said, sarcasm dripping from her words.
Sara moved so that they could come in and closed the door behind them. "So, you want to tell me what's so 'big'?" Sara said walking up beside her sister. Jean rolled her eyes at Scott and turned to Sara.
"No, no, no, and, let me think, no!"
"Why?"
"Because, it's for the whole family to hear at once."
"Are you two engaged or something, because if its that, you can tell me now, and I'll promise to keep my mouth shut."
Jean ignored her sister and kept walking alongside Scott into the parlor. Her mother was already in there going through a magazine when they walked in and quickly got up to embrace her daughter in a quick hug.
"Mom, this is Scott, you've met him before, though."
"Yes, I remember. Hello, Scott, nice to see you again." Elaine Grey said hugging him as well. Jean and Sara's father walked in a few minutes later apologizing, saying that he had been on the phone and hugged his daughter and shook Scott's hand, and then finally sat down across from the three sitting on the couch.
"Well, Jean, what's the big news you've come to tell us?" he said. Jean and Scott both stood, and John immediately noticed that his daughter's hands were shaking terribly. "Jean, honey, what's wrong?" he said getting up and going over to her. Right there, Jean collapsed into her father's arms and held onto him as she cried.
"Jean, sweetheart, what's wrong?" Elaine asked her voice ringing with concern.
"Jean, honey, what's wrong?" he asked again. "Do you want to speak privately?" Jean nodded into his shoulder. John took Jean into the kitchen and motioned for Scott to follow. They were in there for several talking in hushed voices. Sara crept over and tried to make out what Jean and Scott were saying, but Elaine called her back over.
"I wish Paul had stayed." She said sitting back down on the couch.
"I want to know what's wrong with Jean, I'm starting to get scared. She's never done this before and it's frightening me."
"Mom, relax, I'm sure it's nothing."
"Sara, have you ever seen your sister like this before? Has she ever been this upset about something like this to your knowledge?"
"No, not that I can remember."
Elaine was quiet for some time, but finally got up and walked over to the kitchen and knocked on the swinging door.
"Just a minute, Elaine." John's voice said.
"Jean, just tell me what's wrong." John Grey said holding his daughter's hand. Jean looked to Scott and he looked to Jean's father. "Jean, honey, does this have to do with the both of you?"
"Yes, Dad. I...I'm pregnant." Jean felt her father's grip on her hand tighten for a moment and then it loosened. He nodded. "What?"
"I had the feeling that's what it was. When I saw the way you and Scott walked up to the house, and then the way you were sitting on the couch, and then your reaction when you tried to tell us the first time. I knew then, what it was, and let me say that I am disappointed in you, Jean, but I'm not going to yell at you because I'm sure that by now you and Scott have talked everything over and I have no need to have that discussion with either of you. I also want to tell you both that have my support from this day on, and you don't need to worry. If you ever have any troubles, you can still come here."
Jean beamed brightly at her father and kissed his cheek then hugged him fiercely. "I love you, Daddy. Thank you."
John hugged his daughter the same way back. "I love you, too, Jean, I'm so proud of you." He kissed her temple and let her go. "Don't worry, sweetheart, ok? Your mother and I are here for you, and Scott." John smiled at him and Scott returned it to Jean who smiled at her father.
"Thank you, Mr. Grey." Scott said standing. Jean did as well and he slipped his arm around her. The couple stood in front of Jean's father and he smiled up at both of them.
"I'm proud of you both, very proud." John arose from his seat and hugged them both. Scott felt awkward for a moment, but the realization that he was accepted into Jean's family spread over and he felt a very discreet smile on his face. It disappeared however, when John let him and Jean go. "Go get your mother and tell to come in here, I'll tell her."
"Are you sure?"
"Can you handle it, Jean, honestly?"
"No, I guess I can't." Jean admitted. Her father hugged her one more time and sent her and Scott out. Then he sat down in a chair again and fell into thought. His youngest daughter was pregnant, she was eighteen, just out of high school, but at least Scott was sticking by her side, and not out of pity, but out of true love, and John had to respect the young man for that, and thank him.
"John?" Elaine said slowly as she walked in. "John, what's wrong with Jean?"
"Sit, Elaine, please." John said pulling a chair out away from the table.
"What's wrong with her?"
The minute Jean and Scott stepped back out into the living room, Elaine attacked them with questions. But Jean calmly told her that her father would explain everything at his request, and Elaine disappeared into the kitchen. Within two minutes, Jean heard a screech of shock, and her mother's voice shouting, "SHE'S WHAT?"
The next moment Elaine came barging out of the kitchen, strode up to Jean and raised her hand. But John grabbed her wrist and jerked it back down. "Don't you dare, Elaine! She's your daughter!"
"She's yours, too, John, and I'm shocked at you as well. I thought you would be the one to be doing this."
"I'm not, though, Elaine. Now you have to give Jean and Scott credit for coming down and telling us instead of never telling us at all and then showing up at the front door with a baby. And I know exactly how you would react to that."
"Yes, and I feel like saying the same thing now. HOW DARE YOU, JEAN! I THOUGHT YOU WERE RESPONSIBLE! YOU PROMISED, SWORE TO ME EVEN THAT YOU WERE GOING TO BEHAVE, AND LOOK AT YOU, TURNING INTO SOME...SOME HUSSY! HOW DARE YOU, JEAN!" Elaine raised her hand again to backhand her daughter, but John wasn't quick enough to grab her wrist this time, but Scott was fast enough, and jumped between her and Jean, and received the blow high across his left cheek.
"MOM!" Jean shouted. Elaine stared at both of them hard and cruelly then she stormed from the room and they all heard her stomp upstairs and a door slam. Sara stood there staring at her sister with an open mouth.
"You're pregnant?" she asked.
"Yes, Sara, I'm pregnant." Jean said helping Scott to feet. He'd actually fallen from the force of the slap.
Sara crossed her arms over her chest and glowered at her sister. She grabbed her purse off the coffee table and headed to the door. "Dad, if Mom asks, I took a cab home." She called then Sara left as well slamming the door behind her.
"What's wrong with her?" Scott asked aloud.
"I don't know." Jean said as she inspected the mark on his face. Jean had known her mother to hit in anger, but never this hard. The skin around the mark, and the mark itself was raised and dark red. John walked back in from the kitchen with an ice pack from the freezer and handed it to Jean who placed it over Scott's face. He flinched for a moment at the feeling the cold ice press against his burning skin.
John sat down in the same chair he had been before and folded his hands between his knees. "Sara and Paul have been having a hard time getting pregnant. Every time she thinks that she skipping her cycle, it turns out that she's not pregnant. She's very frustrated with it and finding out that you're pregnant, Jean, isn't going to make her feel any better."
"Oh, did she have a miscarriage or anything?" Jean asked taking the ice off Scott's face for a moment and then replacing it.
"No, and I hope she never does, but I am praying for her and Paul. Every time she comes over here, she and Elaine are always talking about how wonderful it will be when there are little kids running around in the yard and laughing. I'm hoping that very soon she and Paul will have success."
"Yeah, me too, now that I know."
"Are you two staying, or are you leaving now?"
"Uh, I think it would be best if we left." Jean said rising from sitting next to Scott. He did as well and handed back the ice pack.
"Keep it, keep it on your face for the rest of the afternoon, it'll help the swelling go down." John said.
"I guess that means I'll be driving back." Jean said withdrawing the keys to Scott's car from his pocket.
"Guess so, just don't crash into anything." Scott laughed as Jean playfully punched his shoulder with a smile.
"Goodbye, you two." John said hugging them both for a last time. "Keep in contact. I want to know everything that's happening."
"We will, don't worry." Jean said. She slipped her arm around Scott's waist and they walked up to the front door. She turned and smiled back at her father one last time and waved goodbye. "Thanks again." She said still smiling. Scott waved as well, briefly.
"You're welcome, both of you." John said to himself as the door closed.
Author's Note: There's chapter 3! Phew! Jean's mother has got quite the temper on her doesn't she? I hope you all enjoyed this one, please review if you want to. I hope to get the next chapter done soon. I'm a little blank right now as to where to take it from here, and if anyone has any suggestions I would greatly appreciate them. Also, I made Jean's sister five years older than her. I know that Sara Grey is the older Grey child, but I honestly don't know how much older, and if anyone has any objections to the age settings, please tell me, or if you know exactly how much older she is, I would greatly appreciate that as well, it's been bugging me for a while because no matter how hard I look online for it, I can NEVER find it! Anyway, that's enough of my ranting, thank you for reading, and again, please review if you want to! (