Jean sat in her room trying to sort out all the conflicting thoughts
in her head, when there was a sharp rapping on her door.
"Come in" she called.
"How are you doing?" Tabitha asked as she pushed open the door.
"I'm ok I guess." Jean said as she glanced at the the picture on the dresser. In the picture she was smiling, Pietro had his arm around her, and Lance, Tabitha and the rest of the brotherhood were gathered around them. Jean shook her head an looked up at Tabitha.
"I brought you some dinner." she said as she set a tray down on the desk and crossed the room.
"Thanks, but you didn't have to do that." Jean said. Tabitha flopped down on the bed next her.
"Sure I did. You are my best friend after all." Tabitha said. Jean blinked at her.
"You don't remember that either do you?" Tabitha asked looking at the floor.
"I'm sorry." Jean said.
"not your fault." She said. "Ms. Frost says your memory will come back in time."
"That's good to know." Jean said, she looked at the picture again. "Pietro and I are...?" Jean asked.
"Dating, yeah, have been since before I came here. He feels really guilty." Tabitha said.
"Why?" Jean asked.
"You guys had a really big fight yesterday before the accident." Tabitha said.
"Oh." Jean said.
"You didn't remember that either?" Tabitha asked.
"No all I remember is I guess it was a dream." Jean said.
"What did you dream about?" Tabitha asked.
"Well, I was an X-Man, and you guys were the enemy." Jean said.
"Sounds like a nightmare to me" Tabitha said.
"Why is that?" Jean asked.
"Well. Ms. Frost has been training us to stop the X-Men for awhile now. They're pretty evil and ruthless, We almost lost Lance the last time we fought them. It doesn't help that they go to school with us." Tabitha said.
"Oh" Jean said, she looked down at her hands.
"That's a lot to process for one night, so I'm gonna let you get some rest." Tabitha said as she walked to the door.
"Good night" Jean said
"Night Red." Tabitha said as she closed the door behind her.
* * *
Scott and Betsy walked into the restaurant arm in arm. The Maitre'd lead them to a table. They ordered and began to make small talk. The waiter brought the food to the table and Betsy looked up.
"Tell about you." Scott said.
"Well I'm not like other girls Scott." Betsy said
"I know" He said.
"You do?" she sputtered as she choked on her water, a look of panic washing over her face.
"Well the purple tint in your hair gave it away." Scott said as he cocked his head to look at her.
"Oh that, wasn't really what I meant." She said, as she sighed.
"What did you mean?" Scott asked her.
"Why do you always wear those glasses?" She asked.
"My eyes are highly photosensitive." He said.
"Oh, I didn't know." She said looking down at her plate.
"It's no big deal." Scott said as he reached across the table and lifted her chin. She smiled.
"I'm very glad you asked me out tonight." She said.
"Me too." Scott replied. "So why did you move here to Bayville?"
"Well after our parents died, my Brother Brian and I went to live with our Older Brother Jamie, Me and Jamie don't actually get along, so I came to the states to stay with my aunt." Betsy said.
"I'm sorry about your parents. I know how hard that is." Scott said.
"It really is hard." She said.
"On to another less depressing subject, what do you do in your free time?" He asked.
"Well I've been trained in several martial arts, and I play soccer, I'm trying out for the team Monday." She said.
"Oh so you must know Jean." He said
"Yes. I get the impression she doesn't much like me." Betsy said.
"She can be like that sometimes." He said.
"So what about you Mr. Summers? Tell me about your life." Betsy said.
"Well I'm an orphan, my parents died in a plane crash when I was really young." Scott said.
"I'm sorry" Betsy said.
"I just recently found out my brother Alex also survived, He lives in Hawaii with his foster parents." Scott looked down at his plate. Betsy reached across the table and squeezed his hand. He looked up into her violet eyes and smiled. After a few minutes Scott's pager went off, they both jumped. Scott fumbled with the pager. He looked down at the number.
"I have to take this, I'll be right back." Scott said as he stood up and walked to the pay phone. He fed the change into the phone and dialed.
"Hello?" Asked the voice on the other end of the phone
"Kitty this better be good." He said into the phone.
"Jean didn't come home from school today and the professor can't detect her with Cerebro." Kitty said.
"I'll be there as soon as I can." Scott said and hung up the phone. He looked across the room at Betsy who sat stirring her water with her straw and sighed. As he approached the table she looked up.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"Yeah, I have to get home, sorry to cut things short." He said.
"No problem." Betsy said as she gathered her jacket and purse and stood up. They walked out to his car. Scott opened her door and she slid into the passenger seat. He walked around as she leaned across the seat and unlocked his door. They drove quietly to her house. Scott pulled up to the side walk and got out. They walked hand in hand to the door.
"I had really good time tonight Scott." She said.
"Me too." He replied.
"We should do it again sometime." she said. She wrapped her arms around his neck, their lips met and Scott felt a tingle flow through his body. They stood for what seemed like forever lost in each others embrace. Scott pulled back and smiled at her.
"I really have to go." He said.
"I know, If you need anything call me." Betsy said. Scott nodded and turned back down the path to his car, Betsy stood on her door step and watched him go.
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A/N: So what does everyone think? Should Scott end up with Betsy or should patch things up with Jean?
"Come in" she called.
"How are you doing?" Tabitha asked as she pushed open the door.
"I'm ok I guess." Jean said as she glanced at the the picture on the dresser. In the picture she was smiling, Pietro had his arm around her, and Lance, Tabitha and the rest of the brotherhood were gathered around them. Jean shook her head an looked up at Tabitha.
"I brought you some dinner." she said as she set a tray down on the desk and crossed the room.
"Thanks, but you didn't have to do that." Jean said. Tabitha flopped down on the bed next her.
"Sure I did. You are my best friend after all." Tabitha said. Jean blinked at her.
"You don't remember that either do you?" Tabitha asked looking at the floor.
"I'm sorry." Jean said.
"not your fault." She said. "Ms. Frost says your memory will come back in time."
"That's good to know." Jean said, she looked at the picture again. "Pietro and I are...?" Jean asked.
"Dating, yeah, have been since before I came here. He feels really guilty." Tabitha said.
"Why?" Jean asked.
"You guys had a really big fight yesterday before the accident." Tabitha said.
"Oh." Jean said.
"You didn't remember that either?" Tabitha asked.
"No all I remember is I guess it was a dream." Jean said.
"What did you dream about?" Tabitha asked.
"Well, I was an X-Man, and you guys were the enemy." Jean said.
"Sounds like a nightmare to me" Tabitha said.
"Why is that?" Jean asked.
"Well. Ms. Frost has been training us to stop the X-Men for awhile now. They're pretty evil and ruthless, We almost lost Lance the last time we fought them. It doesn't help that they go to school with us." Tabitha said.
"Oh" Jean said, she looked down at her hands.
"That's a lot to process for one night, so I'm gonna let you get some rest." Tabitha said as she walked to the door.
"Good night" Jean said
"Night Red." Tabitha said as she closed the door behind her.
* * *
Scott and Betsy walked into the restaurant arm in arm. The Maitre'd lead them to a table. They ordered and began to make small talk. The waiter brought the food to the table and Betsy looked up.
"Tell about you." Scott said.
"Well I'm not like other girls Scott." Betsy said
"I know" He said.
"You do?" she sputtered as she choked on her water, a look of panic washing over her face.
"Well the purple tint in your hair gave it away." Scott said as he cocked his head to look at her.
"Oh that, wasn't really what I meant." She said, as she sighed.
"What did you mean?" Scott asked her.
"Why do you always wear those glasses?" She asked.
"My eyes are highly photosensitive." He said.
"Oh, I didn't know." She said looking down at her plate.
"It's no big deal." Scott said as he reached across the table and lifted her chin. She smiled.
"I'm very glad you asked me out tonight." She said.
"Me too." Scott replied. "So why did you move here to Bayville?"
"Well after our parents died, my Brother Brian and I went to live with our Older Brother Jamie, Me and Jamie don't actually get along, so I came to the states to stay with my aunt." Betsy said.
"I'm sorry about your parents. I know how hard that is." Scott said.
"It really is hard." She said.
"On to another less depressing subject, what do you do in your free time?" He asked.
"Well I've been trained in several martial arts, and I play soccer, I'm trying out for the team Monday." She said.
"Oh so you must know Jean." He said
"Yes. I get the impression she doesn't much like me." Betsy said.
"She can be like that sometimes." He said.
"So what about you Mr. Summers? Tell me about your life." Betsy said.
"Well I'm an orphan, my parents died in a plane crash when I was really young." Scott said.
"I'm sorry" Betsy said.
"I just recently found out my brother Alex also survived, He lives in Hawaii with his foster parents." Scott looked down at his plate. Betsy reached across the table and squeezed his hand. He looked up into her violet eyes and smiled. After a few minutes Scott's pager went off, they both jumped. Scott fumbled with the pager. He looked down at the number.
"I have to take this, I'll be right back." Scott said as he stood up and walked to the pay phone. He fed the change into the phone and dialed.
"Hello?" Asked the voice on the other end of the phone
"Kitty this better be good." He said into the phone.
"Jean didn't come home from school today and the professor can't detect her with Cerebro." Kitty said.
"I'll be there as soon as I can." Scott said and hung up the phone. He looked across the room at Betsy who sat stirring her water with her straw and sighed. As he approached the table she looked up.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"Yeah, I have to get home, sorry to cut things short." He said.
"No problem." Betsy said as she gathered her jacket and purse and stood up. They walked out to his car. Scott opened her door and she slid into the passenger seat. He walked around as she leaned across the seat and unlocked his door. They drove quietly to her house. Scott pulled up to the side walk and got out. They walked hand in hand to the door.
"I had really good time tonight Scott." She said.
"Me too." He replied.
"We should do it again sometime." she said. She wrapped her arms around his neck, their lips met and Scott felt a tingle flow through his body. They stood for what seemed like forever lost in each others embrace. Scott pulled back and smiled at her.
"I really have to go." He said.
"I know, If you need anything call me." Betsy said. Scott nodded and turned back down the path to his car, Betsy stood on her door step and watched him go.
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A/N: So what does everyone think? Should Scott end up with Betsy or should patch things up with Jean?
