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Chapter 4

Jean stared out her bedroom window somberly, as rain poured down against it. She'd been trying to meditate, but her mind kept wondering to Ororo. They hadn't talked since their failed mission, and it was obvious she was avoiding her. She couldn't even reach her telepathically. Jean sighed. This was all her fault, and she couldn't even remember what happened.
'I have to fix this'

She left her room and headed down the hallway determined. It was Saturday, so there was only one place she could be. Jean stopped in front of her door, but couldn't bring herself to knock. She stood there feeling ridiculous, then began to turn away; until she heard the nob move. The door opened, and Ororo looked back at her startled. She held her chest. "By the Goddess Jean!"

Jean moved aside as she stepped into the hallway. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

Storm nodded before crossing her arms. An awkward silence fell between them for a moment. Jean cleared her throat. "Soo - how's avoiding me going?"

Storm frowned. "I'm not avoiding you."

Jean chuckled and rolled her eyes. "I said hi to you yesterday, and you ran the other way."

"I didn't run, I walked."

"Ro - I'm being serious. I don't want you to hate me for whatever I did."

Ororos face softened and she moved closer to her, laying a hand onto her arm. "I could never hate you."

Jean smiled at the warmth that spread through her body. She glanced down at Storms other hand and arched a brow. "Are you headed somewhere?"

Ororo lifted up her keys. "Yes, I was planning to go to the mall for a bit..."

Jean nodded and hung her head slightly. "Oh, well have fun..."

She turned around and headed back down the hall, but stopped when she heard Ororo call her name.

"You can come, if you want."

A smile spread across her face.

"Well since you're offering - let me get my purse!"

Ororo laughed, shaking her head as Jean ran back to her room.

After Jean grabbed her purse, she headed down to the garage where Storm was waiting by her car. "Did you get everything you need?"

"Yep."

Jean hopped into the passengers seat, grinning broadly as they pulled out. The Sky was completely clear now. She glanced over to Storm with a smirk. " Well someone's feeling better."

Ororo rolled her eyes. "The weather isn't always because of me Jean."

"Sure, whatever you say Ro."

Storm grinned and looked over to her. "Did you tell Scott you're with me?"

Jean stared out her window with a frown. Why did she always have to bring him up when they were together? He wasn't her father, she didn't need to check in with him. 'My husband. Weak..' She clutched her skull as her head heated up.

"Jean?"

She rubbed her temples. "Um - no I can't. He left his cell phone before he left with the Professor."

Storm scowled as she watched the road . "I don't understand why Charles even bothers with that man. We should have left him at liberty island."

Jean held back a chuckle. "Magneto wasn't always bad you know. I wish you could've seen him when he worked with the Professor. They were amazing together."

Ororo sighed annoyed. "He kills innocent people Jean. The man he knew is gone."

Jean nodded. "I know. I've tried to talk to him about it. - But it's just not easy to hate someone, when you've been through so much together..."

The car was silent for awhile. And Jean watched Storm. "If I ever lose control, I want you to take me down."

Ororo's face was unreadable, and she remained quite for a long time. She glanced over to her. "Why not Scott?"

"You know he wouldn't be able to do it."

Storm frowned. "And you think I would?"

"I know you Ro, you'd do anything to protect are school..."

Storm reach over to her and grasped her hand. "It won't come to that, I know you can control this."

Jean blinked slowly at her, before looking out her window. She wasn't so sure anymore. There were times she wanted to let go, to be free like she was in her dreams. 'Free with are goddess'
She ignored the voice in her head. "You're right. Sorry for killing the mood."

Ororo laughed. "And just what type of mood were you trying to set?"

Jean blushed and ran her fingers through her hair. "You know what I mean Ro!"


The mall was extremely crowded. At first Jean was worried about her powers acting up. but as the day went by, she felt more and more relaxed. She looked over to Ororo as they walked, and her heart fluttered at the smile on her face. "What?"

Jean blushed. "I'm just glad we're spending time together. I've missed this."

Storm sled her arm around hers. "Yes, it has been too long..." Jean arched a brow at her, when she stopped abruptly. She followed her gaze to a salon and started chuckling.

"Don't tell me you're thinking of dyeing your hair?"

Ororo smirked nudging her. "No, I want it cut. Maybe a style - you don't mind waiting do you?"

Jean shrugged and walked in with her. She took a seat and picked up one of the magazines laying on a table. She glanced up at Storm as she walked with one of the workers to a seat. The women ran her fingers through Ororo's hair amazed. "Your hair is like perfectly white! What kind of dye do you use?"

Jean started laughing and Storm rolled her eyes. "It's a home made recipe."

The women shrugged and began her work. Jean grinned and flipped through the magazine, stopping as a style caught her eye. She stood up and walked over to the check out lady. "Excuse me, do you have anyone open?"

The women looked through her appointment book. "I think we can squeeze you in."

" You look so beautiful!" Jean grinned as she paid the cashier. She turned towards Ororo and ran her fingers through her hair. "Me? Ro you look gorgeous."

Storm smiled shyly before looking her in the eyes. Jean couldn't turn away, the heat in her body was shooting through her and drawing her in. Her eyes flashed and Ororo's glowed slightly.
'Oh God, are they lezbo or something?'

The link between them was broken, and Jean turned towards the casher annoyed. "Excuse me!?"

The women stared at her confused.
" I didn't say anything Ma'am."

Jean cringed slightly, as a jolt of pain shot through her brain. Storm laid a hand on her arm " Are you all right?"

She took a deep breath and rubbed her forehead. "Yeah, - just a headache."

Ororo grabbed her arm as they walked out, and made her look at her. "I know its not just a headache. What happened?"

Jean sighed. "I read her thoughts without trying. That's never happened before."

Storm watched her worriedly: "Maybe we should head home. Your mind is still healing."

"Yeah, - I'm sorry."

Ororo's expression softened. "Hey we can always come back tomorrow. Besides, I'm sure Scott's looking for you."

Jean held back a scowl and followed her to her car.

During the ride back she closed her eyes, and attempted to meditate. By the time they were backing into the garage, she was feeling more at ease. Storm turned off the engine, and sat back against her seat. "How are you feeling?"

Jean smiled. "Good. Better then I've felt in the past few days.."

Ororo grew silent and opened her door. Before she got out, Jean grabbed her wrist. "Ro, are you ever going to tell me what happened?"

Storm bit her lower lip. "It doesn't matter. it's in the past."

Jean moved her hand down and ran her thumb over her palm. "It matters to me."

Ororo looked her in the eyes and began to open her mouth, but shut it as the garage reopened, and Scott walked in. Jean's heart sank at the feeling of Storm yanking her hand away. "Hey you two. I was wondering where you were."

Jean exchanged a glance with Ororo before they both got out. Scott walked up to her, his face puzzled. "You cut your hair..."

"You don't like it?"

Cyclops frowned slightly, but it quickly turned into a smile. "it's cute, but honey you know you should be resting."

Jean held back a scowl, confused by the sudden anger rising inside her. "We just went to the mall Scott, it's nothing serious."

His face scrunched up hurt. "Well forgive me for worrying about you."

"I won't, because I didn't ask you to."

Cyclops crossed his arms and looked over to Ororo. "Storm, can you leave us alone for a moment?"

Jean watched her nod at him before walking out of the garage. She stopped at the door and looked back at her longingly before vanishing.

"Why are you doing this?"

She frowned. "What are you talking about Scott?"

"I'm not dumb Jean. You're trying to push me away, because you're afraid of your other personality."

She looked at him shocked. "How did you-"

"It doesn't matter how I found out." he moved closer to her and embraced her. " I could never be afraid of you. I love you more then you could ever know."

She felt pained. "Scott..."

"No, let me finish. I don't want you to suffer alone. I'm always going to be here, so please. Don't push me away..."

Jean fidgeted uncomfortably as she stared at him. A different heat rising inside her, one of annoyance and rage. She closed her eyes, shaking her head into his shoulder and took a deep breath.

"Scott, I'm scared. I- I don't-" want to hurt you, is what she wanted to say; but the words were choked back. He embraced her tighter. "It's ok... Everything is going to be ok."

She shook her head. It wasn't true, she could feel that something awful was soon going to happen. Jean opened her eyes and looked up from his shoulder. The once clear sky, was now a dark shade of grey.

A/N: i'm trying to update at least every two weeks. I want this to be the first story I finish, and man is it hard! I already have the whole story rough draft so hopefully I'll make it happen. next chapter might take a while. I've never done a full smut scene but eh, first time for everything. Hope you guys are enjoying and I love your opinions.