-1Declan is from MI:3, just in case you've all forgotten this has a slight MI:3 crossover ), ha-ha it's not that important, but just in case you wanted a face when the name comes up
It had been six months since Lucy moved into the Mansion. She seemed to fit in well with the students and staff alike, with the exception of Scott. Between the fact that Jean had been avoiding his proposal to move into the same room and the increasing amount of time she was spending with Lucy, Scott had started a playful yet subtly hostile running joke that Lucy was stealing Jean away from him. The fact that Jean hadn't so much as kissed him for more than ten seconds at time in the last three months didn't help soften Scott's mood. Lucy's ever so constant flirting and banter with the usually proper Jean didn't bother Scott half as much as the fact that Jean seemed to actually enjoy and return the attention. Lucy's ability to disable Scott within seconds in hand to hand combat and out-pilot him blindfolded in the Blackbird didn't help either.
Although Jean had been expecting a real talk with Scott about the recent distance between them, she was hoping it wouldn't be tonight, but alas, the sound of light knocking on the classroom door echoed through the empty class room at exactly 10 PM, thirty minutes before Scott usually went to bed every night. Jean looked up from the jujitsu form book she was studying and groaned quietly. She pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. The soft knocking floated through the still night air again.
"Coming," Jean said as she stood up. She snatched the maroon dress shirt she had shed earlier off the back of her chair and pulled it on over the somewhat shear wife beater she had stolen from Lucy a while back. She managed to get five of the buttons done by the time she reached the door. "Scott," she said as she opened the door.
"How'd you know it was me?" he smiled widely.
"I, uh, I could see your outline," Jean said as she pointed to the frosted pane of glass in the door. But really, it was the gentle knocking and waiting that tipped Jean off. Storm usually knocked five times briskly but firmly before opening the door a crack. The Professor didn't need to knock as he knew pretty much what he would find behind closed doors. The students didn't usually come into the empty classrooms at night and Lucy? Lucy always knocked twice before walking right into a room. Room 212 B was the room Jean and Lucy usually worked or just hung out in after hours. According to Lucy, the medical lab was "too damn creepy" so they found another private and somewhat sound proof room so they would not bother students. Room 212 B, located at the far end of the educational wing on the second floor, was perfect. The distance from the residential wings made sure that noise was not a factor. The volley ball court sized terrace provided an easy access to fresh air and the view of the immense garden didn't hurt either. But as nice as the room was, a very eager Scott was now standing in front of Jean and she couldn't hide any longer.
"Oh," he said disappointedly.
"What's up, Scott?" Jean said lightly, not really moving aside to let him in.
"I just, uh, is there someone in there? Scott asked as he peeked over Jean's shoulder.
"No, I was just…reading a little," Jean said, swiveling a shoulder back for a second to show Scott the empty room.
"Oh…" Scott said. "Jean, is there something wrong? Did I do something? You've been so, distant lately," Scott finally said.
"What? No, you haven't done anything," Jean said.
"Then what is it? You still haven't decidedly whether you want to move in with me, you've barely spent more than an hour at a time with me, and that's when we're sitting in on meetings or school announcements together. And I hate to say this, but we haven't-" Scott said.
"Scott! Just because we haven't…been intimate in a while doesn't mean anything is wrong…it's not like that's ever been a big part of our, relationship," Jean said, pausing on the last word of her sentence as she shifted uncomfortably in her shoes.
"I just want you to know that if this whole moving in thing is too much, well, just tell me, ok?" Scott said.
"Scott, I think…I think we should take a little break," Jean said.
"What?" Scott asked.
"We've been together, on and off for how long? I love you Scott, don't doubt that, but sometimes I think we're meant to be together for life as partners-" Jean said.
"And that's what we are!" Scott interjected.
"No, that's not what I meant. I mean, we're great together, but it's like we're life long friends, not lovers," Jean said.
"I don't get what you're saying," Scott said.
"I need time to figure out what I want, ok Scott? I don't want to lose you, but I can't keep pretending that I want to get married, why do you think I've been putting things off for so long?" Jean said, exasperation finally leaking into her voice.
"So you want me to stick around and just, wait? This is crazy Jean, I know you love me," he pleaded.
"I do, just not the way you want me to," Jean said.
"Look, you just need time," Scott mumbled.
"Yes, that's what I'm trying to tell you, I need time to myself," Jean said.
"Ok…I'm just going to…you know where to find me if you need me…" Scott said before backing away from the door. With fists clenched he stalked down the hall back towards the residential wing and within a few steps and corners later found himself slamming into Lucy.
"Hey Scott, what are you doing up so late, aren't you usually in bed by now?" Lucy said as she staggered back away from the taller man.
"I was just getting to bed," he said before hurrying off.
"Night," Lucy said to the back of his retreating form. When she reached the door to the classroom, she knocked twice before pushing the door open.
"Lucy," Jean said from when she was perched on the edge of a desk.
"Hey, you ok? You look stressed…too much schoolwork on your mind Dr. Grey?" Lucy said as she strolled over to Jean. "Or are you getting too wrapped up in…Jujitsu?" Lucy added with a smile when she spotted the book on the table.
"Hey, give that back," Jean said, breaking out into a smile.
"Take it if you can. Let's see what you've learned so far," Lucy smirked as she dodged Jean's reaching arms.
"Fine, keep it, I stole if from you anyways," Jean sighed as sat back down on the edge of her desk..
"Aw, you're no fun…" Lucy said as she pressed the book into the older woman's lap. The younger woman slid up next to Jean and studied her somber face. "What's wrong?" Lucy asked softly.
"Scott and I have been having problems and I just told him I wanted to take a break, to figure things out," Jean sighed.
"Is that what you really want?" Lucy asked, watching her eyes.
"Yes, and it's what I've wanted for a while, I've just been afraid to change something so concrete, you know?" Jean said, looking up from her lap. Lucy nodded slowly. "But you know what's bothering me? It bothers me the most that it's not this whole Scott thing that's got me frazzled," Jean said as she pulled out a file.
"Jean, you don't have to make excuses-" Lucy started
"No, really, I mean, I know that the deterioration of such long relationship should probably shake me, but it's not, and that scares me," Jean said, worried that Lucy didn't believe her.
"Ok, I just don't want you think that I wouldn't be here listening if you wanted to talk about him," Lucy said.
"Oh there' s a him I want to talk about," Jean spat. "This, Senator Kelly is pushing for the Mutant Registration Act. I'm scheduled to speak against him in a hearing, and I just hope this stupid Act won't make it to an actual Senate hearing. I just don't know if I can handle this, so many lives could be-" Jean ranted when Lucy's hand slid over her hand resting in her lap.
"Jean, you can do this," Lucy said as she rubbed the smooth of the back of Jean's hand with her thumb. "You'll be great," Lucy continued when Jean opened her mouth to retort.
"Thanks Luce," Jean said as she looked into Lucy's honey brown eyes. She suddenly became very aware of the fact that she was full on holding Lucy's hand for the first time outside of a Danger Room exercise or fitness related situation. As her pulse raised, Jean mentally fought to unfreeze her hands before managing to weakly wrap her own thumb against Lucy's smaller hand.
"Plus, if anything, I can make a few calls to my people in the IMF and-"
"You can't have him assassinated!" Jean exclaimed.
"Whoever said anything about assassinating anyone, woman? We're not assassins you know…I was just going to have him kidnapped or something, " Lucy said raising her eyebrows.
"No, no, nothing like that," Jean said. "But thank you," she smiled.
"Yeah well I figured you'd be against that. But if worst comes to worst and it does get to the Senate, you can always wear that red top that goes bam," Lucy said as she raised both hers and Jean's hand to her chest in a cleavage cupping motion. "They wouldn't notice if you were rapping in Dutch, you'd have everyone against the Mutant Registration Act in a heartbeat," Lucy grinned as she dropped her and Jean's hand into Jean's lap again.
"Red top that goes bam?" Jean asked with a raised eyebrow.
"What can I say? I like you in red," Lucy said.
"Lucy…" Jean started. When the younger woman leaned in. Before Jean could utter another syllable, Lucy's silky, full lips were on hers. She was kissing Lucy back before she could register what was going on. Lucy's hand released Jean's and slid up to cup her cheek. Jean pulled back to catch her breath only to breathe in Lucy's scent. Jean had noticed that she was physically attracted to Lucy's scent the night they met, all pressed up against that metal lab wall, but it was only now that she let herself fully indulge in the clean scent of Lucy's shower gel and her, herself.
"Is this ok?" Lucy whispered, already knowing the answer as she slid off the desk onto her feet. She slid between the taller women's knees, as her fingers found the buttons on the front of Jean's shirt.
"Yes," Jean whispered as her shirt opened. She watched with hooded eyes as Lucy slid the maroon shirt over her shoulders. She shuddered and she wasn't sure if it was the night air on her exposed shoulders or if it was the set of curvy hips nestling closer in between her thighs. The cold drained from the redhead's body as certain parts of her anatomy began to react to Lucy's proximity. Lucy leaned back for a moment to admired her work and grinned. She took Jean's hands in hers and slid them up around her own neck before taking Jean's hips in her hands. This time, Jean was the one who started the kiss. She scooted back on the desk as Lucy climbed up to join her, all while maintaining the contact with the younger woman's lips. Jean's hand slid out of Lucy's hair and down her back before reaching up into her shirt. Lucy let out a groan as fingertips dug into her upper back. Without breaking the kiss, Lucy reached between their heated bodies and quickly undid the single button on Jean's charcoal work trousers. "Wait," Jean gasped a millisecond after a finger hooked into the elastic of her underwear. "Wait," she repeated as she opened her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Lucy asked, looking into her eyes, hand still frozen between their bodies.
"We can't do this now…" Jean breathed. "Or here," she added as her eyes flickered past Lucy to the classroom.
"Are you sure?" Lucy whispered before pressing another kiss against her lips, eliciting a moan. "I'm sure this room has seen its fair share of action before," Lucy smirked.
"Lucy! Uh, I hope not! I'd like to see my students as pure, good children," Jean said, closing her eyes. "Lucy!" Jean warned when she felt the younger woman pulling her waist band down.
"Yes?" Lucy whispered in her ear before propping herself up on her elbows.
"Please," Jean whispered as she drew her hand out of Lucy's shirt. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind Lucy's ear before placing a soft kiss on her lips.
"I hope you know, I really like you," Lucy whispered. "Otherwise I'd push it right now, cause I know I could, and you'd let me, but I won't," she continued as she slowly withdrew her hand from Jean's pants. "Because I need you to know that I care about you… and it isn't just this," she said, placing a kiss on Jean's exposed navel before moving off the desk.
"Lucy, I-" Jean started as she sat up on the desk.
"It's ok, like you said, you need time," Lucy said, not stepping back from the edge of the desk.
"Just a little," Jean said with a small smile. She reached forward wrapped her arms around Lucy's shoulders again. "Just a little," she whispered into the younger woman's neck.
A very long week later, Jean had enough time to decide that she was indeed ready to face her feelings about Lucy. She wasn't quite sure how to tell Lucy who at moment was supervising a Danger Room exercise with John, Bobby, Peter, and Kitty.
"Are you kidding me? He was that huge?" John laughed.
"He wasn't metal man's size, but he was pretty huge," Lucy said as she slapped Peter's back.
"Aw, that's terrible! I'd never hit a girl!" Peter exclaimed.
"You're not a hired meat head either! So anyways, " Lucy said.
"Wait, so Zhen didn't help you?" Kitty asked. Jean noticed the way Kitty placed her hand on Lucy's forearm as she watched her TA speak.
"Well, no, we were sort of fighting at the time and she was mad at me," Lucy said.
"And you took him down with three hits?" Bobby asked, skepticism in his voice.
"Yeah, well, you don't want to trade blows with someone, you put them down hard, and as fast as you can," Lucy said, looking at Bobby.
"You don't look like you're a fighter, I mean, your knuckles aren't even rough," Bobby said, looking at Lucy's shorter form.
"That's because I'm not a brawler, I don't pound on people with my fists. The first thing you should know about real fighting is that your fists are only one part of your body, and they're not necessarily the best part to use either. Jean, a speed, force and distance meter please!" Lucy called up to the control room. A man materialized in the space in front of Lucy. "Now watch, see how much I need to draw my arm back to punch," Lucy said before slamming her fist hard into the man's head in a rough hook. On the blank wall behind her, bar's chartering the speed force and distanced used in the strike shot up in neon animation. "Now look," Lucy said as she took the man's hands and wrapped them around her torso to fake an attempted assault. "If someone has grabbed you, how can you punch efficiently?" Lucy asked as she drew her arm back. The small group flinched when Lucy bent her arm and elbowed the head in front of her with a loud thud. "The elbow requires much less movement and energy," she said as the bars behind her shot up even higher than before.
"But, who's going to hug you in the middle of a fight?" Bobby snickered.
"Almost all real fights end up on the ground and that my favorite group of students, if why we're going to go over some jujitsu next session," Lucy said, throwing an arm around Kitty's shoulders as she ignored Bobby.
"Really?" John asked, this time with curiosity instead of skepticism.
"Strength and size are one thing, but speed and knowledge help too," Lucy said.
"Right," Bobby muttered to himself.
"Bobby, if you don't believe me, why don't you try and take me down," Lucy sighed.
"I can't, you're a girl and I'm bigger than you," Bobby said.
"Someone's missing the point," Kitty whispered to Peter and John
"Go ahead, I won't give you detention or anything," Lucy said. "And I will only use the two moves you guys are learning next session,"
"You're serious," Bobby smirked.
"Yes," Lucy sighed, irritation finally creeping into her voice.
"Ok," Bobby said. He strolled into the center of the room and watched as Lucy joined him.
"Whenever you're ready," Lucy said as she stood in front of Bobby. After dodging a few wide swings, Lucy quickly shot on one knee and had her other foot planted behind Bobby's ankle. Throwing her shoulder into Bobby's hips she had him on his back wondering what was going on in a second.
"This is call the guard!" Lucy said as she mounted Bobby's chest. She slid up and pressed her knees up into Bobby's armpits, forcing his arms up. The boy gasped as Lucy's leg's tightened and squeezed the air from his lungs. He swung his arms wildly at Lucy who almost instantly caught his right wrist with her right hand and pinned it on the floor next to his head. She quickly slid her left hand under his bicep and gripped her own forearm. "This is an arm lock," Lucy said as she began to crank her left arm upwards while keeping his wrist pinned to the ground. "Hurt yet?" Lucy asked the struggling boy.
"No," he grunted stubbornly.
"Now?" Lucy asked as she crank her arm up a little more.
"It's tight," Bobby gritted.
"Right, so, this really isn't taking much strength," Lucy said as she loosened her grip. She jumped up off of Bobby and straightened out her X-suit. "And if I had cranked his arm any further his arm would have popped right out of his rotator cuff," Lucy said as she extended a hand to Bobby who ignored her. "If you're fighting a girl, you'll have to remember that they're naturally more flexible, so crank it harder," Lucy said.
"What happens if we're just sparring?" John asked.
"Tap out, yelling stop," Lucy said.
"And if we ever need to use it for real?" Kitty asked.
"Crank it till you hear a pop followed by screaming," Lucy said. "And that's why you should never ever fight someone unless you know there's no other option and you know they mean you harm. They can't hurt you if you've immobilized them,"
"Nice," Kitty said.
"Sorry if none of this really helps you," Lucy said as she looked up at Peter.
"No, no, I'm learning a lot, I might as well put some thought behind this power right?" Peter said as his arms turned metal and shiny.
"Hey hey, this is a non power's session, I don't go sharpening my fangs in here do I?" Lucy said jokingly.
"So you do have fangs!" John said.
"So is it true you do nibble on Dr. Grey for super strength?" Kitty asked.
"What? No! Kitty! Are you the one who's been starting those rumors?"
"What? I've never heard that rumor before!" John said.
"Good!" Lucy said glancing at John.
"That's kind of hot," John whispered to Peter with a raised eyebrow.
"Hey! You two, cut it out," Lucy said pointing a finger at the boys. "See what you started?" Lucy said to Kitty.
"Ok, class dismissed," Jean's voice said over the speakers.
"You're lucky she's letting you out so easy," Lucy said with mock anger as they students filed out of the rapidly lightening room.
"Bye Luce," Kitty grinned.
"Bye Lucy," Peter and John both said as they avoided her eye contact.
"Bye," Lucy smiled as she shook her head. She waved to Bobby who trudged past her with a small wave.
"Are you coming up or am I going down?" Jean asked.
"I don't know, are we compiling more programs for tomorrow or are we going to dinner?" Lucy smirked.
"I'll be right down," Jean smiled.
"Did you know they were saying that about us?" Lucy asked as they walked down the hall.
"The nibbling thing? No," Jean said as she followed the shorter woman into the elevator.
"Jean, I have a question," Lucy said as she unzipped her suit.
"What?" Jean said as she watched Lucy shrug the top half of her suit off to reveal a dark gray sports bra.
"You ever been to Thailand?" Lucy asked.
"Lucy, if you're asking me on a date, that's a little extreme, don't you think?" Jean smiled.
"Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to attend an AEMRA conference in Chanthraburi, but if you want to make it a date then fine by me cause you were the one who needed time…" Lucy smirked.
"AEMRA? The Asian European Mutant's Right Alliance?" Jean asked.
"Yeah, that one," Lucy smiled.
"I had no idea they had gotten so organized! The last I heard from a friend they were being prosecuted severely in Asia," Jean exclaimed.
"Yeah well, certain countries, Thailand being one of them, has actually started treating mutants pretty well. Certain abilities even entitle you to a bigger pay check," Lucy said.
"Wow, that's great, when would we be going?" Jean asked.
"Next weekend," Lucy said.
"Just you and me?" Jean asked.
"You're really pushing for this to be a date huh?" Lucy smirked.
"It was just a question," Jean blushed.
"Well, Storm and the Professor are welcomed," Lucy smiled.
"Oh the Professor has a convention," Jean said.
"Oh well, then just Storm," Lucy said.
"So that conveniently leaves Scott in charge, right?" Jean asked.
"Well, if you really want him to come, he can, and I can always stay to watch the school, I'll have Zhen come pick you three up." Lucy said in a huff.
"No, I want you to come," Jean smiled.
"Really?" Lucy asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, so, is it just going to us three?"
"Actually, some of my agents are going to be there, we're going to provide a little extra security," Lucy said.
"I thought your division wasn't openly pro Mutant Rights,"
"On the record, they're not, but, at our request, some of us were giving permission to volunteer for this," Lucy said.
"That's so kind of you guys," Jean said.
"So, you interested or not?" Lucy asked.
"I am," Jean smiled.
"So, is this a date cause I'm not planning to pack anything nice, so-" Lucy started.
"Shh," Jean smiled before pulling the younger woman into a kiss.
A week later, in Thailand.
"This is huge!" Jean exclaimed as she entered her hotel room. "Storm! Look! There's a balcony!" she laughed as she pulled a curtain back.
"Yeah, and it's less than forty USD," Lucy grinned as Jean and Storm walked through the enormous bedroom.
"Wow, thank you," Jean smiled.
"Don't thank me, thank Declan, he's the one that made the reservations," Lucy smiled.
"Oh I will, but only after I get over how much I hate helicopters," Jean smiled.
"So, uh, breakfast is from 7 to 9 in the morning, and we'll be leaving around 8:30 so, uh, be ready by then k?" Lucy said as she stared at the assortment of rambutans, mangos, mangosteens and dragon fruits on the small coffee table in the miniature sitting area section of the room. Storm rolled her eyes as Jean and Lucy refused to maintain eye contact for more than a few moments at a time.
"You're not eating breakfast?" Storm asked when she was tired of both of the women staring at her.
"I am, but it'll be at 7 and I'll be done at 7 o'5 cause we have a quick briefing," Lucy said.
"Shouldn't you have already done your homework?" Jean asked.
"Well yeah, Zhen wants to talk to me about something," Lucy said.
"Oh, right, so, we'll be ready," Jean said.
"Alright, goodnight ladies," Lucy said before ducking out the door.
"What was that about?" Storm asked after the door closed.
"What?" Jean said, fidgeting, with her own hotel room key.
"You two have been giving me weird vibes all day," Storm said as she crossed her arms.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Jean said.
"And you just broke up with Scott…" Storm continued.
"We're on a break," Jean said.
"And you two have been avoiding each other like crazy and you know how hard slash obvious that is when you're sitting next to one another on a plane?" Storm continued.
"Storm, you're just on edge cause you've never been to Thailand before, I'll knock on your door at 7:45 for breakfast ok? Good night Storm," Jean said before making a quit exit.
The next morning, 7:30
Jean was just stepping out of the shower when two firm knocks echoed into her room. Unwrapping the towel from her wet hair, Jean strolled to the door and opened it.
"You didn't even check to see if it was me," Lucy said.
"I knew it was you," Jean smiled as she took in the sight of Lucy in a pair of black pants and blazer. She immediately noticed the black bra showing through three buttoned jacket.
"Really, well, I brought you some food," Lucy said as she entered the room. She placed the tray down on the coffee table before turning back to Jean.
"Thanks, oh I forgot I'm meeting Storm in fifteen minutes," Jean said.
"It's ok, I only brought you some guava juice and fruit anyways," Lucy said as she handed Jean a glass filled with green liquid. "It's good, I promise," Lucy added when Jean gave the cup a strange look. Lucy slowly lifted the cup to Jean's lips and watched as the redhead took a tentative smile.
"It is good," Jean smiled before taking a bigger sip.
"Good, I'm glad you like it," Lucy said as Jean rested the glass on her night stand. She lifted a hand up to cup the older woman's cheeks and brushed her thumb gently across her lower lip before placing a soft kiss on it. Within moments they had pushed and pulled their way to Jean's unmade bed. Jean's towel was barely covering her body and Lucy's blazer was strewn over the loveseat at the foot of the bed. "Jean, you're so fucking hot," Lucy growled into her ear as a pair of long legs wrapped themselves around her hips. Jean shuddered as Lucy's breathe warmed her earlobe. No one had ever handled her the way Lucy did. The way Lucy gripped her thighs and the way she pulled her head back to expose her neck, the way Lucy just seemed to know exactly what to do to make her gasp. Jean realized that she had live her whole life without knowing what passion was. What being truly aroused meant.
"Lucy," Jean gasped against the younger woman's chest as she felt fingers sliding up the side of her thigh into her towel. Suddenly the sound of a knocking on the door jolted both women. They jerked apart, each one frantically redressing as quickly as they could manage to find their clothing.
"Jean?" Storm's voice called.
"Be right there!" Jean called back.
"Where do I go?" Lucy asked.
"The closet," Jean whispered.
"There is no closet!" Lucy whispered. "The balcony!" Lucy said as she hurried to the sliding glass door.
"I'm so sorry, I woke up late," Jean breathed at the door as she clutched her towel to herself.
"It's fine, I'll just wait in the lobby," Storm said, giving Jean's state of undress a strange look.
Outside on the balcony, Lucy found herself hanging from her fingertips over the lush garden. A sliding door below her open and out walked Declan.
"Luce, do I even want to know why you're doing what you're doing?" Declan asked with his Irish accent slipping into his voice.
"No," Lucy said before swinging herself and dropping to his level.
"I thought Zhen's room was on the sixth floor," he said looking up.
"It is," Lucy said.
"Lucy?" Jean called from her balcony.
"Ah, so the plot thickens…" Declan smirked. "You're boning the doctor?"
"I'm here," Lucy called back up. "And no, and don't you dare said anything to anyone, you got me?" Lucy snapped.
"Why, are people going to be…pissed?" Declan asked.
"I don't know," Lucy said before climbing on the rail and leaping back up onto Jean's balcony. She pulled herself back up onto the ledge with ease.
"Doing some secret agent things I see," Jean smiled.
"Well, for the sake of being covert," Lucy said as she pushed Jean back into the room.
8 hours later, at the convention.
The entire conference went very smoothly. Jean and Storm made friends with many new mutant's rights activist and Zhen, Declan and Lucy had caught up on their recent exploits. Declan and Zhen had gone to meet the team that would be taking over for the next two days in the lobby. Lucy, Jean and Storm were just about to enter the lobby when a very familiar older, gray haired man stepped into Jean and Lucy's path.
"Mr. Lehnsherr!" Lucy exclaimed as she opened her arms.
"Lucy? I didn't expect to see you here!" Magneto greeted warmly as he hugged Lucy while Storm and Jean watched in utter confusion.
"You two know each other?" Storm asked.
"Mr. Lehnsherr and I met a few years ago," Lucy said, noticing the disturbed look on Storm and Jean's face.
"This young woman here saved me from a mugging in Vicenza," Magneto beamed. "She's the only human I like!" he laughed heartily. "What? What is it?" he asked when everyone grew silent.
"I've actually started studying at the Xavier Academy," Lucy said.
"You're one of us?" Magneto asked quietly.
"Apparently," Lucy said.
"That's wonderful! Why ever did you not tell me?" Magneto asked.
"When's the last time you owned a telephone Mr. Lehnsherr?" Lucy asked.
"You've got me there," he smiled warmly. He turned to look behind him when Jean and Storm grew still and Lucy's eyes grew cold.
"Raven," Lucy said coldly. Although Mystique had changed into her civilian form, all three women saw right past the black hair and light skin.
"Oh don't call me that, lover," Mystique drawled as she attached herself to Magneto's arm.
"Then don't call me that either," Lucy said.
"I'm sorry my dear, but we have a plane to catch," Magneto smiled to Lucy before giving Mystique a stern look. He motioned for her to wait in the lobby before stepping closer to Lucy. "I'm really sorry, I would not have brought her if I had known that I would have the chance to see you," he said lowly.
"It's alright, one never has control of how the world works," Lucy said.
"Ah, so your schooling with Charles has been fruitful," he smiled.
"It has, but that lesson, I learned from you," Lucy said.
"We must meet again soon, we have much to share, and now that you're one of us, we have a whole new world of things to talk to about," Magneto said.
"Of course, I've had the same secure line for the past seven years, so you contact me when you have the free time," Lucy smiled as they hugged again.
"Goodbye my dear, Storm, Jean," Magneto smiled before joining Mystique in the lobby.
"I can't believe you know Magneto," Jean said when he had left hearing distance.
"And I can't believe you call him Magneto," Lucy laughed as they moved into the lobby.
"That is the name he usually goes by," Storm said.
"Yes, but I called him Sir for a long time out of respect, we used to meet for brunch every weekend to share our stories, and our ideas about the world. I think we've learned quite a bit from each other," Lucy said.
"You really saved him from a mugging?" Storm asked.
"Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure he could have managed without me, but I guess I passed the tolerable human test and we became friends, sort of," Lucy said. "Why don't you guys like him?" she asked.
"It's not that we don't, we're just a little wary of him, to put it roughly, he's the Malcolm X to the Professor's Martin Luther King Jr.," Storm said.
"I could see how that'd work out that," Lucy said.
"But he and the Professor used to be close friends, and they still respect each other to pieces, they just share different views," Jean said as they neared Zhen and Declan in the sitting area.
"What is that doing here?" Zhen asked looking at Mystique's retreating form.
"She's with Mr. Lehnsherr," Lucy said. "He wouldn't have brought her if he knew we would be here" Lucy added softly as she rubbed Zhen's arm.
"Right, well, let's go, the car's here," Zhen muttered as she stalked towards the entrance with Lucy following her closely.
"Wow, you have no idea how close we were to witnessing some girl on girl crime just now," Declan said to Storm and Jean.
"Why?" Jean asked.
"You could say, Zhen really, really, really doesn't like that shape shifter," Declan said.
"Lucy didn't seem to like her either," Storm said.
"No, they both pretty much want to kill her," Declan said.
"Why?" Jean asked.
"That's a long story that I'm not sure I'm allowed to tell," Declan said. "Shall we?" he added as he offered an arm to both ladies while flashing his boyishly charming smile.
23 hours later, back at the Mansion (on a side note, every time I call it the mansion I feel like I'm referring to the Playboy Mansion… ok digression over)
"You know, I'm never going to get used to flying on commercial flights," Storm said as she walked up the front stairs of the Mansion. "Hi Peter, Kitty," she said when the students opened the heavy wooden doors.
"Hi," they both smiled.
"Why, because the seat's are cramped, or cause you don't get to wear your cape?" Lucy prodded.
"It's because I'm not the one flying," Storm said as she gave Lucy a dirty look. "And that cape is a lot more comfortable that you'll ever know,"
"That's a lie, I wear it around the Mansion when she has classes," Lucy whispered loudly to Zhen who smiled. "I'm just joking Storm, I would never," she added when she Storm go still.
"She's not joking," Kitty said, "I've seen her running around pretending to fly in the Danger Room,"
"She's lying!" Lucy said when Storm turned around to face her. Both Lucy and Zhen stopped in their tracks when a low buzzing sound came from both of their pockets.
"Shit, we have to go," Lucy said as she studied at her mobile device.
"What? Why?" Jean asked.
"Did you get the J 34 alert too?" Zhen asked looking at Lucy's hand.
"Yeah," Lucy said before the window to the gunmetal Bentley Continental rolled down.
"J 34! You two, get in here now! We have 12 minutes before take off!" Declan yelled from the driveway.
"I'm sorry guys, we have to go, we should be back in about 30 hours," Lucy yelled over her shoulder as she and Zhen took off down the stairs. "Peter! Get the bags for the ladies will you!" she added.
Approximately 29 hours later back at the Mansion….
It was unbearably hot tonight. For some reason upstate New York was caught in the middle of a freak heat wave. Everyone was packed in the mansion, the air conditioners were all on full blast. Kitty and Jean had both stowed away in the freezer box known as the medical lab. A horrendously large text book laid open on the main examination table in front of Kitty. Jean was sitting at a counter and was currently skimming through a her notes from the AEMRA conference while periodically pausing to telepathically throw rolls of gauze and medical tape into an orbit around Kitty's head. The student was so lost in her studies she barely noticed the medical supplies orbiting her head until they began colliding with her skull.
"Really?" Kitty sighed patronizingly as she swatted the rolls out of the air all while giving Jean an incredulous look.
"I have to make sure my student isn't stressing herself out too much," Jean smiled.
"I'm so getting you back!" Kitty laughed before leaping up from her chair. Before Jean could register what was happening, her student was airborne and about to air tackle her to the ground.
"Kitty no!" Jean exclaimed as she held her arms in front of her for protection. The second Jean felt Kitty touch her, the girl phased and fell right through her teacher and into the ground.
"Gotcha," Kitty beamed as she reappeared from behind Jean's chair.
"You're lucky I like you," Jean muttered as she fought to hide her smile.
"Or what, I'd be getting attention right now?" Kitty taunted.
"No, because that would make me very unprofessional, I can't just not give detention to the one's I like…But if I didn't like you I'd do this!" Jean laughed as she used her TK to lift Kitty into the air and invert her at the same time.
"You win Ms. Grey!" Kitty said when her feet touched the ground again.
"Yes I know, now get back to the books, I expect an A on your quiz next week!" Jean Laughed.
"You know, being friends with the teacher is supposed to have benefits…" Kitty grumbled. The sound of footsteps appeared as they echoed down the hall.
"Zhen, hold on, three minutes? Ok, we'll be ready," Storm's voice echoed in the metallic hallway. "Forceps? I'm not sure if we have those, I'll check, ok, ok, bye" Storm's hurried voice said. Her footsteps quickened and Storm's alarmed face appeared in the doorway. "Jean, we need to treat a gunshot wound, and cuts and bruises," Storm said.
"What happened?" Jean asked as she stood up.
"Zhen and Lucy had some complications," Storm said, already digging through a cabinet. "Kitty go upstairs,"
"What? I can help," Kitty said.
"We may be dealing with some things a student shouldn't be seeing," Storm said.
"But-"
"No buts, go Kitty," Storm said as she filled a medical tray with tools.
"Aw…" Kitty groaned as she skulked out of the room.
"If you really want to help, go get some clean towels, three bottles of water and two pairs of shorts and shirts from Lucy's room," Jean said. "They're in the middle right drawer," Jean added.
"I'm on it," Kitty beamed before taking off through a wall.
"Should I ask why and or how you know where Lucy keeps her clothing?" Storm asked with a cocked eyebrow. "Or is that information usually shared in class?"
"I know where you keep your clothing…" Jean murmured as she began setting up the examination table.
"That's because we were roommates for a month last year when you got into that huge fight with Scott and all the rooms were taken by the visiting foreign exchange students…" Storm said as she gave Jean a sideways look.
"I sometimes hang out with her and we do laundry together, we share past mission stories, and sometimes I help her with the folding part because she's actually kind of bad at it, have you seen the way- oh my God," Jean said when she realized what she had just been babbling about.
"Yeah, Jean, between that strange little rant and your weird behavior in Thailand, something's telling me there's something you want to tell me," Storm said.
"What?"
"You like her…" Storm said, pausing to see Jean's reaction.
"What? I uh…"
"You've never done Scott's laundry for him, you don't even like doing laundry, in fact you hate it…" Storm said.
"Well, he's a grown man," Jean retorted.
"And she's a grown woman, a little young but still…"
"Ok fine, I might like her a little," Jean confessed.
"A little? Like you two haven't been the scandalous teacher TA duo for the past three months?" Storm said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jean asked. "Plus, she probably doesn't even like me, it's always the primal thing and all…"
"Then why is it that you're the always the one who get's pinned against doors and fences and wall and library tables when she goes primal?" Storm smirked.
"Maybe it's cause I'm always the closest to her," Jean said. "And you make it seem so much worst than it is, it's not my fault the Danger Room programs have so many different flat surfaces…"
"Yeah, yeah, and that's why she waltzes right past everyone in a room to get to you?" Storm asked.
"Maybe it's because I'm more nutritious?"
"Nice try, even when she's not primal she flirts with you like it's the national pastime in Lucy Land," Storm said.
"It's not just me, have you heard the way she talks to Kitty? It's borderline inappropriate to the point when I wonder if I have to write them up," Jean said with a bit of jealousy slipping into her voice.
"That's an exception, Kitty encourages her, and I've heard the way she talks to you to Mzzz Grey," Storm teased. "That one you should watch out for too,"
"Kitty? No! But I have to admit something," Jean said.
"What?"
"We've actually, been sort of seeing each other," Jean said.
"Like in class or on dates?" Storm asked.
"Well, after hours?" Jean said.
"Jean! You just stopped seeing Scott!" Storm exclaimed.
"No, no, we haven't, you know, just a kiss, or a few," Jean said. "Plus, I've been sort of wanting to take a break from Scott for a while," Jean said softly.
"So, how do you feel about her?" Storm asked.
"It doesn't matter, I don't even know what she wants from me, does she's even like me?" Jean babbled.
"Woman, have you been listening?" Storm sighed.
"Yes, right, sorry, I sound like one of my students," Jean said. "So where are they?"
"They should be here, Zhen said three minutes. I gave her the access codes to the hanger, I think they got an airlift here," Storm said.
"You think Lucy has feelings for Zhen?" Jean interjected.
"Of course, they're very close aren't they?" Storm said, sneakily watching for Jean's reaction. "But that's not what you meant,"
"I uh,"
"Well, you and I heard the same thing from the danger room, and I'm sure she's told you more than me, you know I don't talk to her half as much as you do, so the question is, what do you think?" Storm asked.
"I think we need to go help them," Jean said as she jogged to the door when Declan's voice echoed down the hall.
"A little help!" he shouted.Lucy and Zhen were both pretty battered and bloodied. Both women limped slowly as Declan struggled to support them.
"What happened?" Storm asked as she threw Lucy's other arm over her shoulder.
"She shot me!" Lucy said as she gave Zhen a dirty look.
"What?" Jean asked as she took Zhen's arm.
"I'll explain later," Zhen sighed.
Inside the medical lab, Jean helped Zhen to a chair while Storm cleared the table for Lucy.
"Ok, who needs help first?" Jean asked.
"Her," Zhen and Lucy said in unison.
"Do her first, I can heal remember?" Lucy said.
"Ok," Jean said as she snapped on a pair of gloves. "Let's get this off," Jean said. She inhaled when she helped Zhen remove her tactical vest. Her entire upper body was shiny with blood.
"It's not mine, it's hers," Zhen said pointing at Lucy. "I have a scrape and a banged up hip," she said as she pulled down the side of her waist band to reveal a fist sized bruise the color of a week old dropped granny smith apple.
"How about your leg, you were limping?" Jean said.
"Hah, well I hit it pretty hard, but it's probably just bad circulation," Zhen grimaced.
"Ok, let's get some ice on that," Jean said as she opened the freezer above the counter. In seconds she had taped a cooling packet against the bruise. "What else?"
"Here," Zhen said as she pulled her black tank top off to reveal a long scrape down the side of her body.
"Ouch, ok, this is going to sting," Jean said, producing a bottle with a sharp, bent plastic, nozzle. "I'm going to rinse the cut," she said, only beginning when she received a nod from Zhen. Within minutes Jean had Zhen all bandaged up and ready to go.
"Thanks," Zhen said as Jean handed her a wet towel.
"No problem," Jean smiled. "Ok, so, what's going on here?" Jean asked as she pulled off her soiled gloves.
"Um, a lot?" Lucy said.
"She has two gunshot wounds and multiple glass cuts," Declan said as she stood up to join Jean at Lucy's side.
"What happened?" Storm asked.
"Someone here though it'd be nice to play superhero and leap through a window," Zhen said. "And it's not all candy glass like in the movies," she said as got up and slowly walked to Lucy's side before helping Jean cut her blood soaked shirt off.
"I did it to save us, you make it sound like I did it for fun," Lucy said.
"You could have, I don't know, broken it with a chair or something first," Zhen said as Jean examined the shards of glass embedded in Lucy's back and shoulders.
"No time, plus I got the worst of it anyways," Lucy said.
"She tackled me through a window off the fifth floor of a building," Zhen said to Storm as Jean began pulling glass shards out of Lucy.
"Jesus Lucy, I know you've got these healing powers, but could you stop doing extra risky shit to flaunt it!" Declan exclaimed.
"Ow!" Lucy yelped as Jean extracted a particularly deeply embedded shard. "Shut up Dec!" she added.
"Done, now, what about these?" Jean said as she pointed the bloody holes in Lucy's upper chest, right below her right shoulder.
"You don't really have too much experience with gunshot wounds, do you?" Zhen asked.
"No," Jean said.
"It's ok, I can do this, do you have forceps?" Zhen asked.
"Not any small enough for that," Storm said.
"Ok, well, I'll just have to use my hands," Zhen said.
"That's what she said," Lucy said weakly as she watched Zhen snap on a pair of gloves.
"I think I got everything!" Kitty said as she appeared from a wall, clutching a bundle of clothing and two large bottles of cold water.
"Holy shit," Declan exclaimed. "Sorry," he added.
"Hi, I'm Kitty," Kitty smiled as she dropped the articles in her hand onto a chair.
"Declan," Declan smiled.
"Ok Kitty, thank you, but you should go now, it's about to get a little messy," Storm said as she ushered Kitty towards the door.
"Fine. Hi Lucy! Bye Lucy!" Kitty chirped as she walked through another door.
"That was interesting," Zhen said as she turned back to Lucy.
"You're going to be gentle, right?" Lucy asked. "Zhen?"
"Just be still," Zhen said.
"You're not going to give me anything?" Lucy asked.
"No, your body is metabolizing too quickly, nothing's going to work on your at this point," Zhen said. "Sorry," she added sincerely. "Jean, press here," Zhen said, pointing at the area surrounding the wound. "Ready?" she asked, looking into Lucy's eyes. Lucy nodded. Luckily for Lucy, Zhen had long, slim fingers, unluckily it still hurt, a lot.
"God that feels not so good," Lucy gasped as Zhen pressed her fingers into her.
"You ok?" Zhen asked as she grabbed Lucy's hand with her free hand. Jean glanced at Lucy and Zhen's intertwined fingers. Lucy nodded again.
"You know Zhen, I didn't know you wanted to get your fingers in me so bad," Lucy said.
"Jesus Lucy," Zhen sighed, fingers still in wound.
"I mean, you could have asked, it didn't have to involved a gun," Lucy said.
"I'm sorry Jean, it must be the lost of blood that's making her go delirious," Zhen said as she finally got a grip on the twisted ball of metal. The slug dropped to the metal pan with a clink. "Then again, I guess you've gotten used to it already,"
"What?"
"Her terrible sense of humor and inappropriateness," Zhen said as she washed out the second wound.
"Oh yes, we have," Storm said, nudging Jean.
"There you go," Zhen said, dropping the second bullet onto the pan.
"Thanks," Lucy said as Jean began to clean and patch up her wounds. "But Zhen, you really didn't have to shoot me, twice," she called to Zhen who had ripped her gloves off and began scrubbing her hands in hot water.
"Well, Lucy," Zhen said as she turned around to face the room again. "If you didn't get all 'Zhen, I've always wanted to fuck you in the back of an ice cream lorry' I wouldn't have," Zhen said in a mocking voice as she helped Jean and Storm with the dirty medical tools.
"What? I didn't…What?" Lucy stammered.
"See, I thought I heard that," Declan said triumphantly he as wiped some blood off Lucy's shoulder with a warm, wet towel. He stepped back when Lucy shot him a death glare.
"We had an ice cream truck as our undercover transport," Zhen said to Storm and Jean who had both frozen at Zhen's last remark.
"You could have hit me or something," Lucy mumbled.
"You would have liked it," Zhen smirked.
"You're right, I think," Lucy laughed.
"So, should I get a few rooms ready for you?" Storm asked when she was sure she didn't want to hear anymore.
"No, I don't want to make you guys prepare a room if I'm only staying for a night," Zhen said. "And Declan needs to get the chopper back to headquarters anyways,"
"You could stay in mine," Lucy said.
"Now what would your students say?" Zhen asked.
"About me? Hah, Jean's the one that they all want," Lucy said.
"Hey, leave me out of this," Jean said from where she was loaded the used tools into a sanitizing machine.
"I'm going to shower, and Declan you need to be going," Zhen said as she backed out of the room with Declan in tow.
"But, don't I get a tour? This place looks so damn high tech," he said as he dragged his feet. "What's in there?" he asked as he pointed at the door leading to Cerebro.
"Just walk! Do you want me to call the Director and-" Zhen threatened.
"I'm going, I'm going," Declan sighed. "Goodbye ladies, I hope I can visit again," he smiled at Storm and Jean. "And Lucy, take care, and no more getting dirty in ice cream trucks!" he said, barely flinching in time to avoid a solid roll of surgical tape.
"Bye Declan," Lucy smiled sweetly.
"Bye," Storm and Jean both smiled.
"I'll be in your room," Zhen said before dragging Declan into the hall again.
"Damn it, I need a shower more than she does, and I'm in worst shape than she is," Lucy sighed as she watched her teammates disappear. "Want to get me naked in your room?" she smirked, turning to face Jean.
"Just go, you know where the towels are," Jean said, shaking her head.
"You're the best Jean," Lucy beamed. "I owe you a hug but I'll wait till after I get clean," she said in Jean's ear before she walked away.
"Now do you think she likes you?" Storm teased when Lucy's footsteps disappeared.
"I think she wants to fuck Zhen 'in the back of an ice cream lorry," Jean said.
"Oh come on, if it was you there, you'd be the one getting fucked in the back of an ice cream lorry," Storm continued.
"Ok, language Storm! And I'm not that easy," Jean laughed.
"No, but you also don't carry a gun like Zhen does…" Storm objected.
"Maybe I should start…"
"Or maybe you're hoping you'll get the chance to use it but 'forget' to load it," Storm smirked.
"Storm! When did you get such a dirty mouth?" Jean asked.
"When you started getting interesting enough to use it on," Storm laughed.
"What? I wasn't interesting?" Jean asked.
"You have Scott, who's an all around do-gooder and then you have Lucy who's all shades of interesting, so no, not until recently," Storm said.
"But this is so wrong! I'm a teacher, and-" Jean started.
"She isn't a student," Storm said.
"But she's young," Jean said.
"I don't think that's a problem for her…Zhen's older than her but they get along fine, I don't think you have a kid on your hands," Storm said.
"Right, I'm just going to bring her some clothes," Jean said as she grabbed the clothing Kitty had brought and Lucy had forgotten.
"I bet you're just trying to catch her in her undies," Storm teased, taking some of the clothing from Jean as they headed into the hall.
"I really don't need to do that, she really doesn't have a problem with being undressed," Jean blushed as they reached the elevator.
"Do you want to elaborate on that before Kitty Pryde pops out of a wall and finds new material for her gossip?" Storm asked as they stepped into the elevator.
"You've seen her, running around in sports bra's and stuff, she's usually less dressed then most of us when she's got free time," Jean smiled as the door slid close.
"Tell me Jean, did you only realize just how much you care about her when you admitted them to me just now, or have you known and just tried to deny them?" Storm asked when the door opened again.
"Please don't ask me that, I don't know," Jean admitted as they headed up the stairs.
"Uh huh, so the latter," Storm said as their quiet footsteps thudded on the carpeted stairs.
"I guess I was always kind of attracted to her…" Jean said.
"Right, which is why you've never maced her," Storm quipped as they turned down a hall.
"Ok, first of all I don't own mace and second, maybe, plus you heard Zhen, she might have liked it," Jean laughed as they reached her room. "Luce, I'm putting some sweats and a shirt on the chair," Jean said loudly before opening the door a crack and slipping the clothing inside the steam filled room.
"Thanks Jean!" Lucy's voiced came from behind the glass shower wall.
"So, what are you going to do?" Storm asked. "Mrs. Robinson," she added with a grin.
"Storm!" Jean scolded.
"What? I'm just saying, if anything happens I won't tell, but I doubt the Professor would care anyways, she's not a regular student…and he probably knows…" Storm said.
"I don't know yet, Scott still thinks…" Jean said.
"What do you think?" Storm cut in.
"I think my feelings for Scott are directly linked to the security, and with her, I can't really figure them out, but she definitely gives me something…" Jean said.
"Then, I say go with the strange gut feeling," Storm said.
"I never said it was a strange feeling, and when did you start liking her?" Jean asked.
"I guess I've just been, a little wary of her, and I have to say I'd be lying if I said that I didn't see this coming," Storm admitted. "Plus, she definitely makes you smile, I've seen it, and not the kind of smile that you give Scott when he gives you yet another box of chocolates and flowers, but the real kind of smile when you catch her teaching Kitty and Peter how to use their belt buckles as flails and high heels as fighting hammers in case of emergencies,"
"You spy on me?" Jean asked.
"No, I just happened upon that interesting little after school session, and Ms. Grey you need to get those long limbs of yours under control, don't want to take out another vase now do we?" Storm laughed.
"That's so embarrassing," Jean smiled at the memory.
"What is?" Lucy said as she appeared in the doorway. Steam billowed out in huge clouds around Lucy's body as she opened the door wider.
"I was just teasing Jean about this one time she tried to make some mystery Asian dish and it was terrible," Storm said quickly. "Don't ever ask her make stir fried anything, in goes the whole 'ethnic' spice rack and out comes a scary scary mess,"
"Actually," Jean started as she shot Storm a dirty look. "We were discussing what to make you two for dinner," Jean said as Lucy's sports bra and sweatpants clad body sauntered over to where Jean was sitting on the edge of her bed. Jean couldn't help but stare at Lucy's taut, tan, slightly glistening stomach as the younger woman towel dried her hair. The sweats Jean had given Lucy hung low on her hips and exposed the tip of a small tattoo on her lower right hip. Jean's gaze traveled up and she looked away when she found herself noticing that even in a sports bra, Lucy's assets were still quite prominent.
"Aw thanks you guys," Lucy smiled genuinely.
"No problem," Storm said as Jean attempted to avert her gaze.
"There you guys are, I was just looking for you. I ran into this huge guy! Did you tell Gabriel you finally met someone huger than him?" Zhen asked as she entered the room.
"No I haven't, but you'll never guess what his power is. That guy turns all metallic and indestructible," Lucy said.
"Nice…Lucy, you suck at this," Zhen said as she took the towel from Lucy. "She never dries her back," Zhen said as she began to rub Lucy's upper back and shoulders.
"Thanks Zhen," Lucy said glancing over her shoulder.
"You still have this?" Zhen asked when she found a tight knot in Lucy's upper back, right shoulder blade area.
"Ow! Yes," Lucy said as Zhen ground down hard. "Ow! Ow! Stop," Lucy cried as she shrugged away from Zhen.
"Feel this," Zhen said to Jean as Lucy sat next to Jean on the bed. Before Jean knew it, her hand was sandwiched between Zhen's hand and Lucy's bare shoulder.
"That is hard," Jean said, looking to Storm for help.
"Do me a favor, make sure she takes care of herself, sometimes…all the time, she forgets about herself cause she's too busy helping others," Zhen said, looking into Jean's eyes as Lucy hunched over in pain from the two strong gripped women squeezing her shoulder.
"I will," Jean said.
"Thank you," Zhen smiled.
"Ok, so food?" Lucy said as she wriggled out from between the two women besides her. She bounded across the room to Storm.
"Hold it, forgetting something?" Zhen asked as she dangled a wife beater from a finger. "Don't want to scare the students do you?
"Thanks," Lucy said as she bounded back to the bed to snatch the shirt from Zhen only to realize Zhen had caught the drawstrings of her pants.
"And you're going to learn how to wear pants right?" Zhen asked as she began to retie the sweats. "If this peeks out, it's a warning," Zhen said to Jean as she brushed the tip of Lucy's tattoo. "If this starts peeking about you're this close from a the danger zone," Zhen said as she pulled down the other side of Lucy's waistband to expose the beginning of another tattoo,"
"Oh whatever, you just wanted to undo my pants," Lucy smirked as the women below her quickly tied her pants.
"She get like this with you?" Zhen asked, looking at Jean.
"More often than not," Jean said as she shared a knowing smile with Zhen.
"But I wouldn't if you really didn't like it," Lucy quipped before planting a kiss on Zhen's cheek, dangerously close to her jaw line before bounding out of the room again.
"More often than not," Zhen agreed before getting up and following Lucy out of the room.
"Jean," Storm scolded when she saw Jean press a hand to her forehead.
"What?" Jean said as she looked up.
"That didn't mean anything, they're close, and have been for a long time. I'm sure that trusting someone with your life on a day to day basis really-," Storm started.
"I know, it's just, I don't even know what we're doing, and I shouldn't be jealous, it's just, god, Storm, women are just so different than men, I don't even remember the last time I got jealous over Scott," Jean said.
"Well, everyday you learn something new, and today you'll just have to learn to deal with this," Storm smiled. "Come on, let's go, I'm sure you two will figure this out,"
And figure it out they did…
Unfortunately, the Mutant Registration Act gained more support and more and more it looked like Jean did have to go and speak before the Senate sometime soon. Fortunately, Jean had one less situation to stress over. Over a course of a few casual dates Jean and Lucy had come to the conclusion that they were in fact dating, and the fact that it was exclusive was known but unsaid. In front of the students, they acted like friends, but a few (Peter, Kitty, John…and Bobby, sort of) knew the truth. Surprisingly, Kitty and friends kept the relationship from the rest of the students. Jean began to refer to Lucy as her girlfriend to Storm. Even the Professor knew, but Scott, Scott didn't. In fact, Scott had begun to spend more and more time trying to win Jean back. It wasn't until Lucy finally began to spend nights in Jean's room that Scott realized what was going on.
Danger Room session…
Scott, Storm, Jean and Lucy were running through a rigorous program for the adults. Storm and Jean had gone up to the main console to start another program when...
"You know, it didn't occur to me that you'd tried to steal my girl," Scott said from where he leant against a simulated tree to catch his breath.
"What?" Lucy said as she lowered the bottle of water from her mouth.
"I know what's going on, you don't have to lie to me," Scott said.
"Then you should know that I didn't steal any one away from you, you never owned her in the first place," Lucy said.
"We were together!" Scott said angrily.
"And when you were, I didn't do shit," Lucy said, not getting up from the boulder she was perched on.
"Like you weren't always using your primal state as an excuse to touch my girl," Scott said.
"For your information, I wasn't," Lucy said, growing still.
"Bullshit, everyone saw the way you looked at her, even the students knew," Scott said, standing up and away the tree.
"You want to know something? Yeah, I did want her, but I didn't do shit. If I really wanted to make a move I would have fucked her the night I met her, and you know why that statement really gets you mad, Cyclops? Because you know she would have let me…and she would have liked it," Lucy said sliding off the boulder. Scott glared at her, the tension in his jaw was quite visible.
"I'm going to get her back one day," he growled.
"And if you do, the fact that you're simply just the safest easiest choice for her is going to kill you every second you spend with her," Lucy said. "She chose me because we can't not be together, you can either except that about her and wish her happiness or you can try to force her into a life she doesn't want," Lucy said.
"Shut up! You don't know what you're talking about!" Scott yelled as a hand shot up to his visor.
"Go ahead, it won't kill me, and there won't be any marks, if it makes you feel better, do it, I won't tell," Lucy said tiredly.
"Won't tell about what?" Jean asked as she entered the room. She froze in mid step when she realized she had just stepped into the middle of a very tense conversation.
"Nothing," Lucy said, her eyes never leaving Scott. "I'm going to go start dinner, I promised some of students that I was going to teach them how to make lai mein," Lucy said before exiting the room.
"What was that about?" Jean asked Scott.
"So she cooks too? Well if I had known that you wanted a house wife I would have picked up a cookbook," Scott said bitterly.
"Scott, what did you say to her?" Jean asked.
"What did I say to her?" Scott spat.
"Scott…" Jean warned.
"What?" he snapped.
"You should know that I'm happy," Jean said. "And you wouldn't want to be with me if you knew it was making me unhappy, right?"
"Sure Jean," Scott said before stalking out of the room.
The orchard a few days later.
"So, you have any dirt to tell me?" Storm prodded as she placed a hand full of plums into the rolling cart on the floor
"What? You mean gossip?" Jean asked. She focused on a particularly swollen looking plum and sent it flying towards her.
"No, I mean, come on, you've been dating a girl-" Storm started when Jean gave her a dirty look. "Sorry, a young woman, for some time now and I get nothing from you!" Storm complained.
"What do you mean?" Jean said coyly.
"I mean, come on, I've never dated a woman before and you've never dated a woman before, so there has to be some interesting things you have to tell me!" Storm said as she caught the plum from Jean.
"How do you know if I've never dated women before?" Jean said defiantly.
"Well, we've only been in the same school since forever…unless, there was that one girl in the summer after 9th grade that you seemed to be close too…" Storm said.
"What? No, I was just joking…I did get started a little late on this subject," Jean smiled.
"So?" Storm asked expectantly.
"Storm! This is so embarrassing!" Jean exclaimed. "I can't believe you're asking me about my sex life, you've never asked before!"
"Well it was never really worth asking about before, right?" Storm smirked.
"I'm not saying a word," Jean said, using her TK to throw a hand full of leaves over Storm.
"So there's something to say?" Storm teased.
"Not saying anything," Jean said in a sing son voice.
"Is she better than Scott?" Storm prodded. "Ok that look on your face says that he doesn't even compare," Storm laughed.
"Storm!"
"Fine, just answer me this, all the noise from your room and classroom 212 B-" Storm began.
"After hours jujitsu training," Jean said quickly.
"Is that what the lesbians call it?" Storm smirked.
"I'm not a…" Jean began.
"A…?"
"Actually, I've never thought about it, but now it seems more and more possible," Jean said. "And it would explain some of me and Scott's problems…"
"Right, no need to label yourself right now, just make sure you do what makes you happy, even if that means you need to do your 22 year old TA!" Storm said before running away from Jean.
It was cold tonight. Not too long after the freak heat wave, the temperatures plummeted and it was cold and crisp and Lucy didn't know what the hell she was doing pacing around in the garden, right below Jean's balcony. Luckily for Lucy, the garden area was empty, otherwise she'd be explaining why she was pacing around outside at one in the morning, in nothing but basketball shorts and a black wife beater nonetheless. All she knew was that she had just gotten through her first fight with Jean. It started with something like this.
"How am I supposed to feel? Any minute now you could be jetting off halfway across the world with your ex-girlfriend, lover person!" Jean spat as she struggled not to stomp out of the kitchen, spatula still in hand.
And it continued with something like this
"Cause if I did it would be for work, and Zhen was never my girlfriend or lover! And how am I supposed to feel when your ex-boyfriend finance man is living in the same damn house as us? Huh? You could go waltzing back to him after you've had your fling!" Lucy yelled back as she angrily sautéed a pan of garlic flower stalks.
"Because it's not just a fling to me! You think I'd break off an engagement to have a go at a exotic lesbian fling? You're not the only one taking chances here! People think I'm crazy for starting something with someone so young at this age!" Jean said as she slammed her spatula down. As she sensed someone coming down the hall she used her TK to roughly slam the kitchen doors closed. "Dinner's not ready yet! Come back in fifteen minutes!" she called.
"Well you should know that I don't care how old you are! Some people like to be cougared you know!" Lucy shouted as she slammed another pan onto the stove.
And luckily, it ended with something like this.
"So you think I'm exotic?" Lucy asked with a small smirk.
"Maybe," Jean said, hiding a smile.
"Asian isn't that exotic you know…" Lucy said as she plated the vegetables she had been sautéing a little too roughly.
"Well, I grew up in a white suburb in the late seventies…" Jean smiled. "So, you're going to have to explain what being cougared means because I'm not sure if I understand that term," Jean said as she took a pan from Lucy.
"Ask Storm, or Kitty," Lucy smirked before getting up on her tip toes to kiss Jean on the lips. "Hold your horses! It's ready!" Lucy shouted over her shoulder at the mass of students behind the locked door.
And that was their first fight. Strangely enough it erupted over Lucy's first Chinese cooking lesson with Jean. Perhaps Storm was right, Jean wasn't destined to prepare anything more than a roast chicken or simple pasta dish, or salad, or toast.
So after a interesting dinner/movie night with the students, Lucy retreated to her room for a shower only to find a card on her sink that read.
Go to the garden, tonight at 1, go to the lion's mouth fountain.
So Lucy did, and here she was, waiting.
Warning! Love scene! And it's a bit explicit! Skip it if you can't handle the R rated stuff.
"Jean!" Lucy yelled. She watched as the sheer curtains rustled behind the glass doors in the darkened room. "Do you want me to break in or something?" Lucy called. She was glad the students' rooms were located on the opposite side of the mansion. And hopefully Storm didn't have all of her windows open. The rain started now, in tiny, sharp, cold biting droplets. She could barely feel them as they kissed her face, then her bare shoulders. Within seconds, her shirt was soaking, slicked to her body. She shuddered although she could feel the layer of body heat trapped in the wet material. "Damn it Jean," Lucy muttered as she hugged herself. Suddenly the double glass doors click loudly as they unlocked.
"Come up," Jean said from inside the room, her entire form still cloaked in the darkness. Her voice was so soft Lucy almost missed it. With a running start, Lucy quickly scaled the side of the mansion and was up and on the deck in seconds. "Come in," Jean said from inside the room. Lucy stood in the doorway, water rolled off her shoulders and down her chest in rivets. "Lose the shirt," Jean commanded. Lucy slowly peeled the wet shirt off her body and as she watched Jean watching her. The younger woman stood in her black sports bra, her body glistened in the moonlight. She stepped inside to find that Jean was wearing one of the shirts she had taken from her, a white racer back tank. Lucy's smiled slowly when she noticed the pair of black shorts barely covering the curve of Jean's ass, and it is then that her heart skips a beat. The cold is forgotten as Lucy's chest grew warm. As Jean stared at her younger lover, Lucy opened her mouth to say something but her words abandoned her as she fell into Jean's gaze. Jean's eyes traveled over her body and suddenly she was moving. In two strides with those long long legs, Jean was upon her. She had Lucy pressed up against the wall, her hands tightly wrapped in Lucy's long, silky brown hair. Lucy's hands fell to her hips, before finally resting on the taller woman's smooth yet firm ass . With a quick tug and push Lucy had the redhead pinned against the wall. Those long legs of Jean's opened so willingly as Lucy slide between, pressing herself against Jean's warmth. Her hands never left the younger woman's hair as Lucy scooped her up. Jean wrapped her legs around her waist and marveled at how solid the smaller woman was, Lucy didn't look hard at all, but her natural strength was amazing. Jean's arms completely wrapped around the set of smooth, tan shoulders and her legs were like a vice, tight around the set of curvy hips. Lucy's hurried steps brought them to the desk instead of the bed, but they didn't mind. Jean gasped as Lucy's right hand slid down and met the soaked, black material of her shorts. The younger woman smirked she rubbed my thumb over that small part of Jean that had grown hard.
"Fuck, Jean, you're so ready," Lucy breathed, but in reality this only made her want to prolong the tease. Lucy slide a finger under the thin fabric and received a gasp. Jean's legs pulled her in closer, urging her to go in, but the shorter woman stopped. She slipped her fingers out from under the material and her hands land on Jean's ass again but Jean's had enough of the games now. She let Lucy know by sliding a hand down and wrapping her strong fingers around her wrist. She pulled Lucy's hand away from her ass and guided it between her thighs again. "I'm wet already," she growled in Lucy's ear before biting down hard on her neck. Lucy smirked and slipped a finger back under the material and teased her lover for a second longer before entering her. Her spot met Lucy's finger almost instantly and the older woman bucked against her. Nails dug into the back of her neck and shoulders. With her palm pressed against her, she began to fuck her slowly with deep, rhythmic strokes. A hand tightened in the mass of dark hair as Jean tightened around her finger. "More," she gasped. Lucy complied. With a thumb on her firmness and her fingers filling her, Lucy began to fuck her. The smaller woman pulled one leg up over her shoulder as the other wrapped around her hips, making sure that she didn't go anywhere but inside. Lucy's kisses and bites covered the older woman's neck she wanted more. With a free hand, Lucy pulled the neckline of Jean's shirt down and nipped at her chest. Quickly getting the point, Jean took a moment to pull the shirt completely off. Lucy teased her again, this time with her bare, heated skin on Jean's already hard nipples. Bending forward, Lucy captured a nipple between her lips and suddenly she felt warm droplets of blood running down her back. "I want to come on the bed," Jean groaned. Without breaking the complete contact between them, Lucy carried her to the bed. She had both of Jean's knees over her shoulders. The older woman bit down hard on her shoulder to keep her moans and gasps within their room. When she could finally feel Jean tightening against her fingers, Lucy allowed her to bring her legs down. Jean immediately locked them around Lucy's waist. With her left hand in Lucy's hair holding her against her chest and her other hand leaving searing hot trails across younger woman's back she began to come, Jean's entire body clenched beneath her, around her, against her. She was bucking now as her body refused to let go of the orgasm. Both her hands found their way into Lucy hair as she pulled her up to her. And then, she kissed her. She muffled her cries directly into the younger woman's mouth and they kissed like the Earth was literally about to disappear in a second. They stayed like that for a long time, completely tangled in each other, as they kissed like it's the one thing they were born to do. Jean broke away after a good while and whispered "I love you," Her eyes opened when she realized which three words just left her mouth. Lucy could tell that she was worried, afraid, debating whether she should ignore what she just said or not, so the younger woman leaned forward and trailed kisses from her jaw line to her lips.
"I love you too," Lucy whispered back. She laid down besides her and although Jean was the taller one, she nestled into the crook of Lucy's neck. Her long legs were strewn between and over Lucy's shorter, but more curvaceous ones as her fingers intertwined.
Ok, I'm sorry I haven't gotten to the time jump after the first movie yet, I promise Rogue is coming soon and she has a huge part in the next half of this fic. I just need to set things up with as much detail as I can in a fic that I'm pumping out 10 to 20 pages by the day. I'm also trying to keep the characters as similar to how they are in the movies so hopefully the events in the fic are plausible enough to actually fit between each movie.
