Epilogue
Alright, this is for all of you who reviewed and loved it (and to piss of those of you who didn't!). Please don't flame me if you hate it. Muchos gracias (I bet I spelled THAT wrong), and arigatou gozemasai (I KNOW I spelled that one wrong). Thanks.
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It had been five years since Jessy Hudson decided to join the X-Men, and she was 20. After she had graduated early at seventeen, she had been offered a job as an X-Man. She gracefully accepted.
A year later, Bobby Drake had graduated, and had asked her to marry him. After all, they had been dating three years (with a three month break-up in the second. During that period, both had dated other people and decided they still loved each other). Jessy said yes to that as well.
Jessy had been teaching for a month when she got the call from Tara, her former neighbor from when she had been living in New York City in a joke of an apartment.
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"Yeah, thanks Tara. Bye." Jessy said, and hung up.
Scott, who had been walking by, noticed Jessy and the fact that she was a pale, ashen gray. He also noticed that as she sunk to the ground, she still clutched the receiver of the cordless phone in her hand.
"Mae, what's wrong?"
Everyone around the Institute lately had decided to call her "Mae", because her codename was Matrix. She wondered if the whole thing hadn't been started by that Cajun.
When she didn't answer, Scott called for the Professor. He was there a few minutes later and scanned her mind.
"Oh dear." was all the Professor said after uncovering the problem.
"What?" Scott asked, perplexed.
"I have a small thing for you to do for Jessy, Scott."
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Scott drove up to the Bronx Zoo and saw him standing there immediately. It was hard to miss a man just standing in the rain in a military uniform. His head was hung low and Scott thought that he was crying.
His black hair was drenched and his tall, skinny form shuddered in the rain. He only lifted his head to look at Scott when he heard the door of the red truck slam shut as he got out.
Scott walked around to where he was standing and picked up the one suitcase he was carrying with him, throwing it into the back of the truck.
Then, he turned to face the man who was almost Scott's age.
He spoke quietly. "Your sister sent me."
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And that is the end of the end. I hope you enjoyed.
Jessy: You can't leave it like that.
Yami-chan: But I will. Good night, peoples.
Alright, this is for all of you who reviewed and loved it (and to piss of those of you who didn't!). Please don't flame me if you hate it. Muchos gracias (I bet I spelled THAT wrong), and arigatou gozemasai (I KNOW I spelled that one wrong). Thanks.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It had been five years since Jessy Hudson decided to join the X-Men, and she was 20. After she had graduated early at seventeen, she had been offered a job as an X-Man. She gracefully accepted.
A year later, Bobby Drake had graduated, and had asked her to marry him. After all, they had been dating three years (with a three month break-up in the second. During that period, both had dated other people and decided they still loved each other). Jessy said yes to that as well.
Jessy had been teaching for a month when she got the call from Tara, her former neighbor from when she had been living in New York City in a joke of an apartment.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Yeah, thanks Tara. Bye." Jessy said, and hung up.
Scott, who had been walking by, noticed Jessy and the fact that she was a pale, ashen gray. He also noticed that as she sunk to the ground, she still clutched the receiver of the cordless phone in her hand.
"Mae, what's wrong?"
Everyone around the Institute lately had decided to call her "Mae", because her codename was Matrix. She wondered if the whole thing hadn't been started by that Cajun.
When she didn't answer, Scott called for the Professor. He was there a few minutes later and scanned her mind.
"Oh dear." was all the Professor said after uncovering the problem.
"What?" Scott asked, perplexed.
"I have a small thing for you to do for Jessy, Scott."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Scott drove up to the Bronx Zoo and saw him standing there immediately. It was hard to miss a man just standing in the rain in a military uniform. His head was hung low and Scott thought that he was crying.
His black hair was drenched and his tall, skinny form shuddered in the rain. He only lifted his head to look at Scott when he heard the door of the red truck slam shut as he got out.
Scott walked around to where he was standing and picked up the one suitcase he was carrying with him, throwing it into the back of the truck.
Then, he turned to face the man who was almost Scott's age.
He spoke quietly. "Your sister sent me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And that is the end of the end. I hope you enjoyed.
Jessy: You can't leave it like that.
Yami-chan: But I will. Good night, peoples.