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Chapter 3
There was silence the whole ride home. I wanted to say something to comfort him, but I was speechless. Finally, after what seemed to be a silent eternity, we got home.
Pietro got out of the car first, as usual, and offered his hand as I stepped out. Everything seemed almost normal, but I knew he was upset. He offered me his arm as we walked into the house, and upstairs.
I might have assumed he was taking me to my room, but when we passed Kittys, he stopped.
"Pardon me a moment Jean...." His voice trailed off as he went into her room. I followed.
I watched him collapse onto the bed, and rest his head on his hands. "And who's next Jean, you?"
He really was troubled. "I have to fear for everyone I get close to. Fear that someone who isn't so close to me might try to hurt them. I can't believe they got Kitty, how could she get out unnoticed by Remy?" He shook his head.
Should I tell him? Should I let him know that I gave Kitty the okay to leave? I decided not to, he needed no more pain tonight. I sat down next to him, and took his hand.
"Pietro, please just go to bed, try to get some rest. You need your mind clear before we can figure out what to do. Please." I could see that he was in no shape to think of something logical to do.
A moment later he sighed. "I suppose your right, not that I'm going to be able to sleep, but I'll try." He got up and headed towards the door. Right as he got there he stopped and looked at the picture hanging on the wall. It was one taken at a ball not too long ago. A picture of Kitty and Pietro. "You know," he began, "That could be my last picture with her." He picked it up off the wall, and headed out.
We walked down the hall to my door, then he turned to me. "Goodnight my love." He leaned over and kissed me, then held me in his arms a moment longer muttering, "They sure knew where to hit me...."
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"Lance? Can I talk to you a moment?" Scott had stood in the doorway for a few minutes watching Lance gauche over their prisoner as they talked.
"Aha, you're so funny!" Lance and her laughed at some stupid joke.
"Lance!" Scott said louder, so that Lance nearly fell out of his chair.
"Oh hey, I didn't see you there." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
Scott impatiently tapped his foot. "Now Lance!"
Lance nodded, then turned to Kitty. "I'll be back in a minute Princess." She smiled and waved. Lance got up, not taking his eyes off her and nearly running into the door jam before Scott grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out of the way.
Lance still was dazed. "Ah, she's great isn't she?" Scott stared in disbelief at the silly grin on his comrade's face.
"Princess?" Scott muttered shaking his head. "Wow, Lance, I told you to keep an eye on her, not fall in love with her!" Scott said sarcastically.
Lance snapped out of it. "What? I didn't fall in love with her! We, we were just having a nice conversation, that's all."
Scott crossed his arms. "We have nice conversations, you don't call me princess!"
Lance shook his head. "Shut up Scott! It's not even like that, I swear, she's just a prisoner!"
Scott nodded skeptically. "Sure."
Lance tried to change the subject. "So, ah, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" He shifted from foot to foot, no doubt thinking about whether or not Scott was right.
"Right, I was going to talk to you about exactly what we should do with Ms. Pryde. I mean, we obviously aren't going to hurt her, but I'm not sure when we should give her back."
"Oh well then I have a simple solution, lets not give her back." Lance smiled, thinking of himself as quite brilliant.
Scott just gave him a confused expression. "Come again?"
"Ya, well, I mean why should we? If we kept her then we could make Maximoff suffer forever. It would be a foolproof plan. We could even get her to join our side."
Scott put his head in his hand. "Fool proof plan huh? What about her not wanting to stay here? Duh! And you really think that she would turn against her brother? No Lance!"
"But what about if..."
"No, Lance!"
"Fine." Lance grumbled. "Well, then I guess it's up to you."
"Okay." Scott said going into his deep thought mode. "I'll get back to you on that, just make sure that she doesn't get away." Lance nodded. "And Lance?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't go in the jail cell with her," Lance opened his mouth to protest something, but Scott raised a hand. "Don't."
Scott left Lance to go drool over Katherine Pryde, and returned to his room. Closing the door he sat down on his bed, in thought. `What should I do?' Perhaps at the outset of this plan, there might have been reason to do away with Kitty Pryde, but now that was the furthest thought in his mind. She was an innocent girl, well sort of, but that was no reason for her to pay for her brother's crimes. It was Maximoff that he would have to stop.
Scott opened the drawer next to his bed and pulled out a picture. A picture that he only looked at when no one else was around. That of his one true love. Sure there were girls now that were interested in him. His fellow team mate Tabitha Smith for one, but it would never work. His heart remained loyal to the love of his youth, for that reason he would never love another woman.
He studied the picture intently for a moment, when suddenly he door was flung open.
"Scott! I have another plan!" Lance announced right as he noticed a picture in Scott's hands.
Scott quickly got up, and held the picture behind him. "What now Lance?"
Lance raised his eyebrows, "Oh nothing, I was just wondering...." Suddenly the ground began to shake. Scott, caught unawares, fell forward and the picture frame dropped from his hands. Lance immediately stepped in and grabbed it.
"Well, well, what have we here?" He held the picture up to him, turning it so as to look at all angles.
"Give that back Lance!" Scott replied angrily.
Lance just smiled. "My my, you never told me about her? Who's this? The one that got away? Though I must admit she is something, why if I was..."
"Lance!" Scott lifted his hand to his visor threateningly.
To which Lance backed down. "Hey, calm down now, have it your way." He handed the picture to Scott. "Though, I'll always have her image in my head!" Lance closed his eyes mockingly, in an effort to annoy Scott further.
Scott sat down, pissed at Lance. "Now what was it you wanted? And why aren't you guarding Katherine right now?"
Lance held his hands up, "Now don't worry, I got Kurt to watch her for me."
Scott shook his head. "And that's supposed to make me feel better how? So what was it that was so important you had to talk to me this instant?"
Lance put his hand to his chin for a moment. "You know, I don't remember." Scott sighed and shook his head. "But, I do have a more important matter to address now anyway, who's the chic Scott? You never mentioned that you have a girlfriend."
Scott shook his head in response. "That's because I don't have a girlfriend, at least, not any more." Lance waited eagerly for Scott to continue. "She was my girl, a long, long time ago, but, things changed." Scott dropped his head, and looked at her picture. "She left, she said that she had matters to take care of, or something like that. I know she didn't want to go, but something made her anyway. I have never seen her again, that was years ago. I don't even know if she's still alive. But I still, I still love her." Scott sat in silence.
For the first time, Lance saw that there was probably more to Scott's driving force as a relentless leader, than just being strict and uptight. But he couldn't help but make light of the situation. "Ahhhhh!" Lance mocked feigning a sympathetic place.
Scott rolled his eyes. "Get over it Lance. I thought you had a cat to be watching? Where's the love of your life huh?"
Lance waved his hand. "Whatever! I'm not the one in looovvveeee!"
Scott put his hand to his visor. "What was that?"
Lance rolled his eyes. "Sure, anyway I have a cat to watch. See ya!"
"Yeah!" Scott yelled as Lance left. "Hurry back to Princess!"
A/N: So, ah, yeah...that's writer's block for ya anyway, well let me know what you think. Hopefully I'll have some more up soon. Tootles!^_^
Chapter 3
There was silence the whole ride home. I wanted to say something to comfort him, but I was speechless. Finally, after what seemed to be a silent eternity, we got home.
Pietro got out of the car first, as usual, and offered his hand as I stepped out. Everything seemed almost normal, but I knew he was upset. He offered me his arm as we walked into the house, and upstairs.
I might have assumed he was taking me to my room, but when we passed Kittys, he stopped.
"Pardon me a moment Jean...." His voice trailed off as he went into her room. I followed.
I watched him collapse onto the bed, and rest his head on his hands. "And who's next Jean, you?"
He really was troubled. "I have to fear for everyone I get close to. Fear that someone who isn't so close to me might try to hurt them. I can't believe they got Kitty, how could she get out unnoticed by Remy?" He shook his head.
Should I tell him? Should I let him know that I gave Kitty the okay to leave? I decided not to, he needed no more pain tonight. I sat down next to him, and took his hand.
"Pietro, please just go to bed, try to get some rest. You need your mind clear before we can figure out what to do. Please." I could see that he was in no shape to think of something logical to do.
A moment later he sighed. "I suppose your right, not that I'm going to be able to sleep, but I'll try." He got up and headed towards the door. Right as he got there he stopped and looked at the picture hanging on the wall. It was one taken at a ball not too long ago. A picture of Kitty and Pietro. "You know," he began, "That could be my last picture with her." He picked it up off the wall, and headed out.
We walked down the hall to my door, then he turned to me. "Goodnight my love." He leaned over and kissed me, then held me in his arms a moment longer muttering, "They sure knew where to hit me...."
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"Lance? Can I talk to you a moment?" Scott had stood in the doorway for a few minutes watching Lance gauche over their prisoner as they talked.
"Aha, you're so funny!" Lance and her laughed at some stupid joke.
"Lance!" Scott said louder, so that Lance nearly fell out of his chair.
"Oh hey, I didn't see you there." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
Scott impatiently tapped his foot. "Now Lance!"
Lance nodded, then turned to Kitty. "I'll be back in a minute Princess." She smiled and waved. Lance got up, not taking his eyes off her and nearly running into the door jam before Scott grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out of the way.
Lance still was dazed. "Ah, she's great isn't she?" Scott stared in disbelief at the silly grin on his comrade's face.
"Princess?" Scott muttered shaking his head. "Wow, Lance, I told you to keep an eye on her, not fall in love with her!" Scott said sarcastically.
Lance snapped out of it. "What? I didn't fall in love with her! We, we were just having a nice conversation, that's all."
Scott crossed his arms. "We have nice conversations, you don't call me princess!"
Lance shook his head. "Shut up Scott! It's not even like that, I swear, she's just a prisoner!"
Scott nodded skeptically. "Sure."
Lance tried to change the subject. "So, ah, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" He shifted from foot to foot, no doubt thinking about whether or not Scott was right.
"Right, I was going to talk to you about exactly what we should do with Ms. Pryde. I mean, we obviously aren't going to hurt her, but I'm not sure when we should give her back."
"Oh well then I have a simple solution, lets not give her back." Lance smiled, thinking of himself as quite brilliant.
Scott just gave him a confused expression. "Come again?"
"Ya, well, I mean why should we? If we kept her then we could make Maximoff suffer forever. It would be a foolproof plan. We could even get her to join our side."
Scott put his head in his hand. "Fool proof plan huh? What about her not wanting to stay here? Duh! And you really think that she would turn against her brother? No Lance!"
"But what about if..."
"No, Lance!"
"Fine." Lance grumbled. "Well, then I guess it's up to you."
"Okay." Scott said going into his deep thought mode. "I'll get back to you on that, just make sure that she doesn't get away." Lance nodded. "And Lance?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't go in the jail cell with her," Lance opened his mouth to protest something, but Scott raised a hand. "Don't."
Scott left Lance to go drool over Katherine Pryde, and returned to his room. Closing the door he sat down on his bed, in thought. `What should I do?' Perhaps at the outset of this plan, there might have been reason to do away with Kitty Pryde, but now that was the furthest thought in his mind. She was an innocent girl, well sort of, but that was no reason for her to pay for her brother's crimes. It was Maximoff that he would have to stop.
Scott opened the drawer next to his bed and pulled out a picture. A picture that he only looked at when no one else was around. That of his one true love. Sure there were girls now that were interested in him. His fellow team mate Tabitha Smith for one, but it would never work. His heart remained loyal to the love of his youth, for that reason he would never love another woman.
He studied the picture intently for a moment, when suddenly he door was flung open.
"Scott! I have another plan!" Lance announced right as he noticed a picture in Scott's hands.
Scott quickly got up, and held the picture behind him. "What now Lance?"
Lance raised his eyebrows, "Oh nothing, I was just wondering...." Suddenly the ground began to shake. Scott, caught unawares, fell forward and the picture frame dropped from his hands. Lance immediately stepped in and grabbed it.
"Well, well, what have we here?" He held the picture up to him, turning it so as to look at all angles.
"Give that back Lance!" Scott replied angrily.
Lance just smiled. "My my, you never told me about her? Who's this? The one that got away? Though I must admit she is something, why if I was..."
"Lance!" Scott lifted his hand to his visor threateningly.
To which Lance backed down. "Hey, calm down now, have it your way." He handed the picture to Scott. "Though, I'll always have her image in my head!" Lance closed his eyes mockingly, in an effort to annoy Scott further.
Scott sat down, pissed at Lance. "Now what was it you wanted? And why aren't you guarding Katherine right now?"
Lance held his hands up, "Now don't worry, I got Kurt to watch her for me."
Scott shook his head. "And that's supposed to make me feel better how? So what was it that was so important you had to talk to me this instant?"
Lance put his hand to his chin for a moment. "You know, I don't remember." Scott sighed and shook his head. "But, I do have a more important matter to address now anyway, who's the chic Scott? You never mentioned that you have a girlfriend."
Scott shook his head in response. "That's because I don't have a girlfriend, at least, not any more." Lance waited eagerly for Scott to continue. "She was my girl, a long, long time ago, but, things changed." Scott dropped his head, and looked at her picture. "She left, she said that she had matters to take care of, or something like that. I know she didn't want to go, but something made her anyway. I have never seen her again, that was years ago. I don't even know if she's still alive. But I still, I still love her." Scott sat in silence.
For the first time, Lance saw that there was probably more to Scott's driving force as a relentless leader, than just being strict and uptight. But he couldn't help but make light of the situation. "Ahhhhh!" Lance mocked feigning a sympathetic place.
Scott rolled his eyes. "Get over it Lance. I thought you had a cat to be watching? Where's the love of your life huh?"
Lance waved his hand. "Whatever! I'm not the one in looovvveeee!"
Scott put his hand to his visor. "What was that?"
Lance rolled his eyes. "Sure, anyway I have a cat to watch. See ya!"
"Yeah!" Scott yelled as Lance left. "Hurry back to Princess!"
A/N: So, ah, yeah...that's writer's block for ya anyway, well let me know what you think. Hopefully I'll have some more up soon. Tootles!^_^