Well life at the mansion went to hell in a hand-basket after Scott left.
The team basically fell apart. When Marie left the X-Men it was bad enough, but
now they had lost Scott as well.
Logan didn't mind too mych in the beginning. He was all too glad that Scott was gone,
now he had Jean all to himself. But after the first few missions ended up with Ororo almost
getting killed and Jean spending 3 weeks in a coma the descision was made by the team
to find Scott.
Professor X was not too much help however. He refused to use Cerebro to find the missing
member. He knew that Scott would find his way back.... he just needed some time to sort out his
priorities.
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Scott zoomed northwards in his Jeep. He planned to go north into Canada... perhaps find a
job in one of the major cities there like Ottawa... where he could blend in and start over.
Getting acrodd the border was a bit harder than he thought. The Guard at the gate did not
trust guys in sunglasses apparently. That and there were 6 guys in the US on the run
who fit his description. It took alot of convincing to get through. *Where was Jean when
you needed her* he thought. *Jean in gone... you don't need her* He mentally unbraided
himself.
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Marie sighed as she wiped yet another coffee spill up off the floor. *Damn truckers*
she thought. She had had a nice job in Edmonton before she accadently toutched one of
her co-workers. She had been on the run ever since, working in small truckstops across
the country.
*HEY! Girl! Can't a guy get some service over here!* A man sat down at the
end of the counter
*Next person to call me gire is going to get slaughterd* Marie wisperedunder
her breath as she walked over. *It has been 6 years and Logan still pops into
mah head every now and then.* She sighed as she thought of Logan.... what was he like now
that he had Jean... and how was Scott taking it?
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*Come on Jean... your not still torn up over Scott are you. He ain't commin back.*
*You know Logan some times you can be such a prick!*
*OH! So you can bitch and complain about how much things have changed since Scott left!
And i can't
say a danm thing about it*
*Well I still miss him... he was my friend... still is...*
*BAH!* He growled and stomped out
Jean sat down on the bed and stared off into space. *God Scott... why did you have to go
everything is falling apart.*
************************
Scott glanced inside his wallet... $50.00 left... not good... he would have to
find a job soon. The road seemed to stretch forever into the vast Canadian praires.
it turned out that people in the city didn't seem to trust people in sunglasses any mor than
the border guard.
He squinted his eyes as he spied the faint yellow glow of a old neon sign. *Truck stop...
good... dinner time.* HE pulled into what constituted as a parking lot. *What a dump... people
would have to be crazy to work here* He thought as his boots crunched over the uneven gravel.
The door squeeked as he opened it and the girl at the counter squeeked when she saw him.
The Next thing that he knew he was being squeezed very tightly by a strong brunette girl with
white streaks in her hair.
*Marie! what are you doing working here! I thought you were working in the city!*
*Long stoy Scott... But what are you doing here! Shouldn't you be... you know...*
*Lets not go there right now...*
*You couldn't take it either could you?*
Scott sighed... there was no way he could avoid the conversation... it was an eventuality.
*Yeah* He mumbled *Felt like i was losing my mind*
***********************
Over the next 4 hours Scott spilled out his entire story... starting from when he had
first met Jean. Marie sat there patiently and listened. By the time he had finished he
had tears running down his face and Marie was rubbing his back.
*God... what a role reversal* they both thougth simontaniously.
*Come on Scott... you can stay with me for a bit... besides* Marie nodded her head towards
the Jeep *You look like you could use a good nights rest.*
***********************
Jean nelt down infront of the machine and lowered the glemet onto her head. She knew she
shouldn't but it was the only way. They had to get Scott back.
Pain clouded her head as she began the search for her friend. She vaguely
remembered hitting the floor and being lifted onto a table in the med lab by Logan.
But the important thing was she knew where to find Scott.
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More comming... if i get enough reviews...
The team basically fell apart. When Marie left the X-Men it was bad enough, but
now they had lost Scott as well.
Logan didn't mind too mych in the beginning. He was all too glad that Scott was gone,
now he had Jean all to himself. But after the first few missions ended up with Ororo almost
getting killed and Jean spending 3 weeks in a coma the descision was made by the team
to find Scott.
Professor X was not too much help however. He refused to use Cerebro to find the missing
member. He knew that Scott would find his way back.... he just needed some time to sort out his
priorities.
***********************
Scott zoomed northwards in his Jeep. He planned to go north into Canada... perhaps find a
job in one of the major cities there like Ottawa... where he could blend in and start over.
Getting acrodd the border was a bit harder than he thought. The Guard at the gate did not
trust guys in sunglasses apparently. That and there were 6 guys in the US on the run
who fit his description. It took alot of convincing to get through. *Where was Jean when
you needed her* he thought. *Jean in gone... you don't need her* He mentally unbraided
himself.
***********************
Marie sighed as she wiped yet another coffee spill up off the floor. *Damn truckers*
she thought. She had had a nice job in Edmonton before she accadently toutched one of
her co-workers. She had been on the run ever since, working in small truckstops across
the country.
*HEY! Girl! Can't a guy get some service over here!* A man sat down at the
end of the counter
*Next person to call me gire is going to get slaughterd* Marie wisperedunder
her breath as she walked over. *It has been 6 years and Logan still pops into
mah head every now and then.* She sighed as she thought of Logan.... what was he like now
that he had Jean... and how was Scott taking it?
***********************
*Come on Jean... your not still torn up over Scott are you. He ain't commin back.*
*You know Logan some times you can be such a prick!*
*OH! So you can bitch and complain about how much things have changed since Scott left!
And i can't
say a danm thing about it*
*Well I still miss him... he was my friend... still is...*
*BAH!* He growled and stomped out
Jean sat down on the bed and stared off into space. *God Scott... why did you have to go
everything is falling apart.*
************************
Scott glanced inside his wallet... $50.00 left... not good... he would have to
find a job soon. The road seemed to stretch forever into the vast Canadian praires.
it turned out that people in the city didn't seem to trust people in sunglasses any mor than
the border guard.
He squinted his eyes as he spied the faint yellow glow of a old neon sign. *Truck stop...
good... dinner time.* HE pulled into what constituted as a parking lot. *What a dump... people
would have to be crazy to work here* He thought as his boots crunched over the uneven gravel.
The door squeeked as he opened it and the girl at the counter squeeked when she saw him.
The Next thing that he knew he was being squeezed very tightly by a strong brunette girl with
white streaks in her hair.
*Marie! what are you doing working here! I thought you were working in the city!*
*Long stoy Scott... But what are you doing here! Shouldn't you be... you know...*
*Lets not go there right now...*
*You couldn't take it either could you?*
Scott sighed... there was no way he could avoid the conversation... it was an eventuality.
*Yeah* He mumbled *Felt like i was losing my mind*
***********************
Over the next 4 hours Scott spilled out his entire story... starting from when he had
first met Jean. Marie sat there patiently and listened. By the time he had finished he
had tears running down his face and Marie was rubbing his back.
*God... what a role reversal* they both thougth simontaniously.
*Come on Scott... you can stay with me for a bit... besides* Marie nodded her head towards
the Jeep *You look like you could use a good nights rest.*
***********************
Jean nelt down infront of the machine and lowered the glemet onto her head. She knew she
shouldn't but it was the only way. They had to get Scott back.
Pain clouded her head as she began the search for her friend. She vaguely
remembered hitting the floor and being lifted onto a table in the med lab by Logan.
But the important thing was she knew where to find Scott.
***********************
More comming... if i get enough reviews...