author: Lucinda
Series: 'Something in Red', follows Awkward Beginning.
rating: pg
disclaimer: not mine. Nobody from Marvel is mine.
distribution: please ask first.
Her date with Scott had gone wonderfully. Things
had gone so well, that they had continued dating. She
could feel herself falling for him, and if it hadn't
felt so right, it would have terrified her. She had
only met him a few weeks ago, and she knew that she
was falling in love with Scott. It was intense and
unsettling and almost frightening how much she cared
for him, how easily she was learning all about his
habits and preferences. It was almost as if she were
remembering instead of learning... but she had never
met him before, couldn't have met him.
He seemed as interested in learning more about
her as she was about him. They would have long talks
about nothing in particular, and it was during one of
those talks that she told him about her accident. How
the plane that she'd been flying had crashed, and she
had been hospitalized. The accident had taken away
her memories, leaving her with only scatted fragments
that she remembered from dreams, and a slender handful
of official documentation. How she had decided to
leave Virginia and move away to start her life over,
in a place where nobody would remember her from
before, where she wouldn't have to worry about her
forgotten past catching up to her, demanding that she
remember.
He'd listened, holding her hand in his, rubbing
his thumb over her hands, his presence soothing and
comforting, a feeling that no matter how terrible the
accident had been, he was here for her now. Scott was
here for her, and she would never need to be lonely
again. He had talked to her, done his best to sooth
her fears away. He had told her that maybe she would
remember, but until then, all she could do was to make
new memories, to start a new life. Then, he had
kissed her, such a tender expression of caring and
concern... she had felt as if her insides were melting
into a soft sticky pile of marshmallows.
They had continued to see each other, and she
could feel herself focusing more and more on Scott.
She thought about him when he wasn't with her. She
rearranged her schedule to spend time with him, and
planned their weekly dinners into her schedule in
advance. She found herself imagining time with him,
walking through forests, on beaches. Swimming
together on a summer day, both laughing and spreading
coconut scented sunblock on each other.
She dreamed of a lovely wedding, walking down
the aisle to meet him, wearing a long ivory gown
trimmed in lace and pearls, carrying a bouquet of
white roses and little red flowers, with ivy trailing
over her hands. There would be soft music in the
background, and people gathered around to watch them,
and everyone would be happy for them.
She was over at Scott's, leaning against him on
the couch. They had decided to watch movie and have
popcorn. She couldn't even remember much of the
movie, having spent most of it kissing Scott or
watching him, watching the shifting light play over
his features. She had run her fingers though his
hair, trying to memorize the feel of it, the smell of
him.
"Maddie? I... There's something that I have to
tell you." His voice was low, uncertain.
"What is it? You can tell me anything, Scott."
She had no idea what could be bothering him.
"Please try not to be angry. Before I came
here, I knew this girl. Her name was Jean, and you
look a lot like she did. But something happened, and
Jean... she died. Sometimes, I look at you, and I
almost feel like I'm seeing Jean again, but you aren't
Jean, you're Maddie." There was sorrow and pain in
his voice as Scott spoke.
She placed her hand on his cheek, her eyes
feeling like they were about to tear up. "Scott... I
care for you. Your past is just that, past. We live
in the present. Can you... can you see me for myself?
For Maddie? If you can...I want to find out where
this is going with us. I want to find out if we have
a future together."
He smiled, and it was like watching the sun
rise. "Of course, Maddie. I want to learn if we can
have a future."
And all seemed to be right in Madelyne's world.
She sat there, snuggled up with Scott, and felt at
peace.
End Closer to You.
Series: 'Something in Red', follows Awkward Beginning.
rating: pg
disclaimer: not mine. Nobody from Marvel is mine.
distribution: please ask first.
Her date with Scott had gone wonderfully. Things
had gone so well, that they had continued dating. She
could feel herself falling for him, and if it hadn't
felt so right, it would have terrified her. She had
only met him a few weeks ago, and she knew that she
was falling in love with Scott. It was intense and
unsettling and almost frightening how much she cared
for him, how easily she was learning all about his
habits and preferences. It was almost as if she were
remembering instead of learning... but she had never
met him before, couldn't have met him.
He seemed as interested in learning more about
her as she was about him. They would have long talks
about nothing in particular, and it was during one of
those talks that she told him about her accident. How
the plane that she'd been flying had crashed, and she
had been hospitalized. The accident had taken away
her memories, leaving her with only scatted fragments
that she remembered from dreams, and a slender handful
of official documentation. How she had decided to
leave Virginia and move away to start her life over,
in a place where nobody would remember her from
before, where she wouldn't have to worry about her
forgotten past catching up to her, demanding that she
remember.
He'd listened, holding her hand in his, rubbing
his thumb over her hands, his presence soothing and
comforting, a feeling that no matter how terrible the
accident had been, he was here for her now. Scott was
here for her, and she would never need to be lonely
again. He had talked to her, done his best to sooth
her fears away. He had told her that maybe she would
remember, but until then, all she could do was to make
new memories, to start a new life. Then, he had
kissed her, such a tender expression of caring and
concern... she had felt as if her insides were melting
into a soft sticky pile of marshmallows.
They had continued to see each other, and she
could feel herself focusing more and more on Scott.
She thought about him when he wasn't with her. She
rearranged her schedule to spend time with him, and
planned their weekly dinners into her schedule in
advance. She found herself imagining time with him,
walking through forests, on beaches. Swimming
together on a summer day, both laughing and spreading
coconut scented sunblock on each other.
She dreamed of a lovely wedding, walking down
the aisle to meet him, wearing a long ivory gown
trimmed in lace and pearls, carrying a bouquet of
white roses and little red flowers, with ivy trailing
over her hands. There would be soft music in the
background, and people gathered around to watch them,
and everyone would be happy for them.
She was over at Scott's, leaning against him on
the couch. They had decided to watch movie and have
popcorn. She couldn't even remember much of the
movie, having spent most of it kissing Scott or
watching him, watching the shifting light play over
his features. She had run her fingers though his
hair, trying to memorize the feel of it, the smell of
him.
"Maddie? I... There's something that I have to
tell you." His voice was low, uncertain.
"What is it? You can tell me anything, Scott."
She had no idea what could be bothering him.
"Please try not to be angry. Before I came
here, I knew this girl. Her name was Jean, and you
look a lot like she did. But something happened, and
Jean... she died. Sometimes, I look at you, and I
almost feel like I'm seeing Jean again, but you aren't
Jean, you're Maddie." There was sorrow and pain in
his voice as Scott spoke.
She placed her hand on his cheek, her eyes
feeling like they were about to tear up. "Scott... I
care for you. Your past is just that, past. We live
in the present. Can you... can you see me for myself?
For Maddie? If you can...I want to find out where
this is going with us. I want to find out if we have
a future together."
He smiled, and it was like watching the sun
rise. "Of course, Maddie. I want to learn if we can
have a future."
And all seemed to be right in Madelyne's world.
She sat there, snuggled up with Scott, and felt at
peace.
End Closer to You.