Title: Tangled Webs By: Satine16
Chapter 12: The End
Summary: This is the final chapter. Jean and Scott get married and well you'll see about
everyone else.
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. They belong to Marvel! IF I'M NOT IN LOVE
belongs to Warner Bros. I DON"T WANT TO MISS A THING belongs to Aerosmith, Sony and
Columbia. I'LL BE belongs to Atlanta and Edwin McCain. And finally IRIS belongs to the Goo
Goo Dolls and Warner Bros. I am not doing this for money! Please don't sue me!
Jean's family insisted at the last second that they only have the reception in Charles' rose
garden and the bride and groom reluctantly agreed to it. Dr. and Mrs. Grey's demands that Jean
be married in the chapel she was baptized in was not something Scott was going to debate with
them and Jean had decided it wasn't worth the frustration.
Beautiful sunlight poured into the chapel at three o'clock that afternoon. Bouquets of
white roses rested at the end of every other pew and candles lit up the alter magnificently. Every
guest watched in awe as Jean's radiant bridesmaids glided down the aisle. Then came time for
the bride to make her entrance. The music cued up, everyone stood and Scott swallowed once,
almost desperately. Then Jean entered the chapel, her arms tucked in her fathers and a halo of
light around her. Scott almost fainted. He could barely believe that this woman had agreed to be
his wife and agreed to love him for all time.
The two had written their own vows and as Scott finished there was no female present
that had not begun to cry. Jean was sobbing while she said her vows. Charles later swore that he
had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life.
Then came the reception. They had put down a dance floor in the center of the area right
next to where the DJ would be residing. They had lights now intertwining with the roses and it
looked like a magical fairyland when dusk approached. Everyone that had come from the
Academy was said to be Scot''s side of the family because he had such an utter lack of one. And
Jean's abundant relatives were all in attendance that evening.
After everyone had been fed it was time to begin dancing and of course the bride and
groom got to have the first dance. Their first dance as a married couple. 'Their song' began to
pour from the speakers as Scott took his bride into his arms and lead her to the dance floor.
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Coz I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Coz even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing.....
Steven Tyler's voice poured from the speakers but Jean could barely hear him. Scott
whispered the lyrics into her ear and that was all she could hear. She knew in the depths of her
soul that he meant every single thing he whispered into her ear even if they were not his own
words and she nestled even closer to him. They loved one another and at that moment nothing
else mattered.
The party went on through the evening and it was spectacular. No one could help but
notice that Betsy and Warren had been shooting glances at one another all evening. Each thought
the same thing about the other, that they looked amazing and happy and it was no use trying to
get the other back. But then Warren walked over to the DJ and requested a song. Faith Hill's
voice slowly began to flow from the speakers. He then turned and approached Betsy, asking her
for a dance. She simply nodded her head and let him lead her to the floor.
If I'm not in love with you
What is this I'm going through, tonight
And if my heart is lying then
What should I believe in
Why do I go crazy
Every time I think about you baby
Why else do I want you like I do
If I'm not in love with you.......
"Come back to me, Elizabeth. I'm lost without you."
Her head shot up at this words and her shocked expression met his longing one.
"What?" she asked almost inaudibly.
"I am ready to compromise my job if it means you'll come back to me and let me raise a
family with you."
Although these were the words Betsy had longed to hear they held much less merit at the
moment, "Are you only asking me to come back to you because of the baby?"
"No, Betsy, I love you. In the three days you were gone my life was shit. Granted it was
only three days but it was the worst three days of my life."
"I love you, Warren, but are you ready to commit to a family?" she asked in earnest.
He slowly pulled a garnet ring box from his pocket and opened it. Betsy softly gasped and
looked at him questioningly.
"Yes, Elizabeth. I want you to be my wife and I want to raise a family with you. I am
determined to be ten times better than that shitty father of my own. I will work but I will be home
for dinner every night and I'll take weekends off."
"I have no problem with your working as much as I have with the way you treated me. As
long as you treat me like your fiance and not your whore, I will be happy to come back ."
"Fianc‚?"
"We're getting married aren't we."
Warren's million dollar smile crossed his face and he pulled her in closer. The simple
sweet smell of her hair was enough to revive him from the ungodly tomb he had been in. He was
marrying the love of his life. She actually said yes.
Meanwhile, Logan and Ororo had not spoken at all during the entire evening. Eventually
Ororo realized they needed to speak before the night was over.
"Logan?" she asked almost frightened. "Can we talk?"
"Whaddaya want, 'Ro?"
"I'm sorry," was all she could say and she whispered it so softly he could barely hear it.
He just looked at her no sign of warmth anywhere on his face.
"I don't want an apology, 'Ro."
"Logan, I got scared. Please, just listen to me."
"I said I don't wanna hear it," he spoke to her in what almost sounded like a growl.
He turned around and began to walk away towards the house. She stood, statuesque,
unable to move until he rounded the corner. Then she ran after him. She got to the front of the
house just as he started to enter it.
"Logan, I was scared. I fell in love with you and I got scared," as she said that he froze.
"The last time I fell in love I was left to mend my own broken heart."
He stood, silently and unmoving in the doorway listening to her.
"And now, my biggest regret will be that I never gave us a chance. You aren't that man
who left me broken hearted. You're the one who healed it for me."
She stood on the lawn in her gown, tears streaming down her face and smudge her eye
make up.
Logan slowly turned and waked to her. He took his thumb and simply wiped the tears
from her cheeks.
"I hate to see a beautiful woman cry."
She smiled a bright smile in between her tears. Soft music poured to them from the
reception area and Logan took her in his arms and the two rocked back and forth to the slow
music. Just loving to be by one another.
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life......
Numerous men had asked Rogue to dance that evening, one of them being Jean's father,
but she rejected every offer. She sat miserable and lonely in the corner moving her foot to the
music.
As Remy approached the car he heard music coming from the garden. In a sudden
epiphany he remembered that the reception was in the garden. Not anywhere else.
He walked to the garden where he saw her sitting in the corner. His eyes almost fell out of
his head at the sight of her in the gown she was wearing. He sauntered through the crowd and
approached her.
"Bonjour, chere."
She looked up at him and a shocked expression came across her face. She quickly rose to
her feet. WHACK! She smacked him across the face. He put a hand to his throbbing jaw as she
began to yell at him.
"Ya gotta alotta nerve comin' back here, swamp rat. Ah hope it hurts, Ah coulda hit ya
harder ya know, could broke ya jaw if Ah wanted to."
"Chere," he said getting the feeling in his face returning, "Ah'm sorry. At least hear me
out?"
"No," she turned her back to him.
"Dance with me, chere."
"Why should Ah? Ya left me here at two AM with a..." she stopped herself short as she
realized she didn't want Remy to know he had broken her heart.
"Yes, chere?"
"Nothin' None a your goddam business anyway!"
"Jus' one dance, chere?"
"Oh fine. One dance. Then Ah'll go back to hatin' ya."
He swung his arm around her small waist and took her petite, gloved hand into his own
callused yet smooth one. He lead her onto the dance floor and the two spun with the grace and
elegance seen in old movies.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
And sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they's understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am......
Remy's feelings for Rogue became stronger than ever in that moment, he stared into he
eyes and realized what he almost lost. Was still in jeopardy and could still lose. Starting with
Jubilee, everyone had begun to call this their song, since it accurately depicted their situation.
Rogue began to melt into him and remember why she fell for him but the pain in her heart still
lingered.
"Forgive a fool, chere?" Remy whispered in her ear.
"Eventually," she smiled at him.
No one would ever understand their situation but them, and that was okay.
After Kitty had caught the bouquet and Hank the garter (It landed in his lap), it was time
for Jean and Scott to leave for their honeymoon. The limo drove off with the happy couple
kissing in the backseat. Betsy and Warren left almost right behind them. They announced to
Lance that the day he had been waiting for was about to approach. Logan and Ororo made their
relationship publicly known and laughed and had fun until very late when they decided to
nonchalantly slip upstairs. Remy and Rogue danced under the blanket of stars until it came time
to watch the sunrise.
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Hello,
Well, it's finished and I can't believe it. This story was tons of fun to write and although I was
not too happy with some parts of my own writing, all in all I think it became what I'd have liked
it to become. I would really appreciate it if you readers would review this story and let me know
if you'd like to hear more from me. I have a good idea for I Remy/Rogue story and an excellent
idea for a Logan/Ororo story. This was so much fun and I hope to hear from you guys. But for
now, until I start another, I guess this is goodbye.
Luv,
Satine16
Chapter 12: The End
Summary: This is the final chapter. Jean and Scott get married and well you'll see about
everyone else.
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. They belong to Marvel! IF I'M NOT IN LOVE
belongs to Warner Bros. I DON"T WANT TO MISS A THING belongs to Aerosmith, Sony and
Columbia. I'LL BE belongs to Atlanta and Edwin McCain. And finally IRIS belongs to the Goo
Goo Dolls and Warner Bros. I am not doing this for money! Please don't sue me!
Jean's family insisted at the last second that they only have the reception in Charles' rose
garden and the bride and groom reluctantly agreed to it. Dr. and Mrs. Grey's demands that Jean
be married in the chapel she was baptized in was not something Scott was going to debate with
them and Jean had decided it wasn't worth the frustration.
Beautiful sunlight poured into the chapel at three o'clock that afternoon. Bouquets of
white roses rested at the end of every other pew and candles lit up the alter magnificently. Every
guest watched in awe as Jean's radiant bridesmaids glided down the aisle. Then came time for
the bride to make her entrance. The music cued up, everyone stood and Scott swallowed once,
almost desperately. Then Jean entered the chapel, her arms tucked in her fathers and a halo of
light around her. Scott almost fainted. He could barely believe that this woman had agreed to be
his wife and agreed to love him for all time.
The two had written their own vows and as Scott finished there was no female present
that had not begun to cry. Jean was sobbing while she said her vows. Charles later swore that he
had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life.
Then came the reception. They had put down a dance floor in the center of the area right
next to where the DJ would be residing. They had lights now intertwining with the roses and it
looked like a magical fairyland when dusk approached. Everyone that had come from the
Academy was said to be Scot''s side of the family because he had such an utter lack of one. And
Jean's abundant relatives were all in attendance that evening.
After everyone had been fed it was time to begin dancing and of course the bride and
groom got to have the first dance. Their first dance as a married couple. 'Their song' began to
pour from the speakers as Scott took his bride into his arms and lead her to the dance floor.
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Coz I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Coz even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing.....
Steven Tyler's voice poured from the speakers but Jean could barely hear him. Scott
whispered the lyrics into her ear and that was all she could hear. She knew in the depths of her
soul that he meant every single thing he whispered into her ear even if they were not his own
words and she nestled even closer to him. They loved one another and at that moment nothing
else mattered.
The party went on through the evening and it was spectacular. No one could help but
notice that Betsy and Warren had been shooting glances at one another all evening. Each thought
the same thing about the other, that they looked amazing and happy and it was no use trying to
get the other back. But then Warren walked over to the DJ and requested a song. Faith Hill's
voice slowly began to flow from the speakers. He then turned and approached Betsy, asking her
for a dance. She simply nodded her head and let him lead her to the floor.
If I'm not in love with you
What is this I'm going through, tonight
And if my heart is lying then
What should I believe in
Why do I go crazy
Every time I think about you baby
Why else do I want you like I do
If I'm not in love with you.......
"Come back to me, Elizabeth. I'm lost without you."
Her head shot up at this words and her shocked expression met his longing one.
"What?" she asked almost inaudibly.
"I am ready to compromise my job if it means you'll come back to me and let me raise a
family with you."
Although these were the words Betsy had longed to hear they held much less merit at the
moment, "Are you only asking me to come back to you because of the baby?"
"No, Betsy, I love you. In the three days you were gone my life was shit. Granted it was
only three days but it was the worst three days of my life."
"I love you, Warren, but are you ready to commit to a family?" she asked in earnest.
He slowly pulled a garnet ring box from his pocket and opened it. Betsy softly gasped and
looked at him questioningly.
"Yes, Elizabeth. I want you to be my wife and I want to raise a family with you. I am
determined to be ten times better than that shitty father of my own. I will work but I will be home
for dinner every night and I'll take weekends off."
"I have no problem with your working as much as I have with the way you treated me. As
long as you treat me like your fiance and not your whore, I will be happy to come back ."
"Fianc‚?"
"We're getting married aren't we."
Warren's million dollar smile crossed his face and he pulled her in closer. The simple
sweet smell of her hair was enough to revive him from the ungodly tomb he had been in. He was
marrying the love of his life. She actually said yes.
Meanwhile, Logan and Ororo had not spoken at all during the entire evening. Eventually
Ororo realized they needed to speak before the night was over.
"Logan?" she asked almost frightened. "Can we talk?"
"Whaddaya want, 'Ro?"
"I'm sorry," was all she could say and she whispered it so softly he could barely hear it.
He just looked at her no sign of warmth anywhere on his face.
"I don't want an apology, 'Ro."
"Logan, I got scared. Please, just listen to me."
"I said I don't wanna hear it," he spoke to her in what almost sounded like a growl.
He turned around and began to walk away towards the house. She stood, statuesque,
unable to move until he rounded the corner. Then she ran after him. She got to the front of the
house just as he started to enter it.
"Logan, I was scared. I fell in love with you and I got scared," as she said that he froze.
"The last time I fell in love I was left to mend my own broken heart."
He stood, silently and unmoving in the doorway listening to her.
"And now, my biggest regret will be that I never gave us a chance. You aren't that man
who left me broken hearted. You're the one who healed it for me."
She stood on the lawn in her gown, tears streaming down her face and smudge her eye
make up.
Logan slowly turned and waked to her. He took his thumb and simply wiped the tears
from her cheeks.
"I hate to see a beautiful woman cry."
She smiled a bright smile in between her tears. Soft music poured to them from the
reception area and Logan took her in his arms and the two rocked back and forth to the slow
music. Just loving to be by one another.
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life......
Numerous men had asked Rogue to dance that evening, one of them being Jean's father,
but she rejected every offer. She sat miserable and lonely in the corner moving her foot to the
music.
As Remy approached the car he heard music coming from the garden. In a sudden
epiphany he remembered that the reception was in the garden. Not anywhere else.
He walked to the garden where he saw her sitting in the corner. His eyes almost fell out of
his head at the sight of her in the gown she was wearing. He sauntered through the crowd and
approached her.
"Bonjour, chere."
She looked up at him and a shocked expression came across her face. She quickly rose to
her feet. WHACK! She smacked him across the face. He put a hand to his throbbing jaw as she
began to yell at him.
"Ya gotta alotta nerve comin' back here, swamp rat. Ah hope it hurts, Ah coulda hit ya
harder ya know, could broke ya jaw if Ah wanted to."
"Chere," he said getting the feeling in his face returning, "Ah'm sorry. At least hear me
out?"
"No," she turned her back to him.
"Dance with me, chere."
"Why should Ah? Ya left me here at two AM with a..." she stopped herself short as she
realized she didn't want Remy to know he had broken her heart.
"Yes, chere?"
"Nothin' None a your goddam business anyway!"
"Jus' one dance, chere?"
"Oh fine. One dance. Then Ah'll go back to hatin' ya."
He swung his arm around her small waist and took her petite, gloved hand into his own
callused yet smooth one. He lead her onto the dance floor and the two spun with the grace and
elegance seen in old movies.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
And sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they's understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am......
Remy's feelings for Rogue became stronger than ever in that moment, he stared into he
eyes and realized what he almost lost. Was still in jeopardy and could still lose. Starting with
Jubilee, everyone had begun to call this their song, since it accurately depicted their situation.
Rogue began to melt into him and remember why she fell for him but the pain in her heart still
lingered.
"Forgive a fool, chere?" Remy whispered in her ear.
"Eventually," she smiled at him.
No one would ever understand their situation but them, and that was okay.
After Kitty had caught the bouquet and Hank the garter (It landed in his lap), it was time
for Jean and Scott to leave for their honeymoon. The limo drove off with the happy couple
kissing in the backseat. Betsy and Warren left almost right behind them. They announced to
Lance that the day he had been waiting for was about to approach. Logan and Ororo made their
relationship publicly known and laughed and had fun until very late when they decided to
nonchalantly slip upstairs. Remy and Rogue danced under the blanket of stars until it came time
to watch the sunrise.
******************************************************************************
Hello,
Well, it's finished and I can't believe it. This story was tons of fun to write and although I was
not too happy with some parts of my own writing, all in all I think it became what I'd have liked
it to become. I would really appreciate it if you readers would review this story and let me know
if you'd like to hear more from me. I have a good idea for I Remy/Rogue story and an excellent
idea for a Logan/Ororo story. This was so much fun and I hope to hear from you guys. But for
now, until I start another, I guess this is goodbye.
Luv,
Satine16