Glycerine
This is the 3rd in my sometimes series. Once again Glycerine belongs to Bush. Characters belong to Marvel. Tear jerker warning.
"I'll never forget where you're at Don't let the days go by Glycerine"
Screams echoed along the astral plane. Psychics all over the world heard them, and one word with it. Scott.
"I don't want this Remember that" Jean felt the rapport broken and empty inside her head. Scott was gone. They tried to tell her he was dead, but she knew better. If he had been dead she would feel it, not just through the emptiness of the rapport, but in her bones. Gazing emptily over everyone's faces she watched their emotions. Hank, Bobby, and Warren sat together in a corner beer bottle strewn around them. Tears coursed down Bobby's cheeks as Hank put his arm over his shoulder. Warrens' wings sagged, and wrapped protectively around the three of them. Turning her gaze away from the three her eyes fell on Kitty, Storm, and Colossus. Ororo sat looking as regal as ever even with the tears falling from her eyes. Kitty sat cuddled with Piotr sobbing on his metal chest. Piotr merely wrapped his arms around her and let them fall. A single tear coursed down his cheek, and he lifted his other arm over Storm so she could lean on him as well.
"Not my time to wonder why Everything's gone white And everything's grey"
Nightcrawler, Wolverine, and Jubilee sat together. Jubilee lay in Logans' arms weeping. Nightcrawler had tears in his eyes, and wrapped his tail around her arm. Resting his face against her hair, Logan tried to hide his tears. Looking up at him Jubilee raised her hand, and wiped one away. "Wolvie?" She whispered. Logan shook his head, and buried his face in her hair once again. Turning towards Kurt Jubilee smiled at him sadly then reached for his hand. Taking her hand in his, Kurt nodded and then put his other around his friend's shoulder. After letting a few more tears fall, Jean turned to the last group in the room. Rogue leaned on Gambit silently crying. Bishop and Psylocke sat with them, Bishop as stern as ever, and Betsy as quietly as possible. Perhaps feeling Phoenix's eyes on them Betsy turned around. Excusing herself she walked over to where Jean sat. Nodding politely at Warren, she crouched down next to her. " Will you be alright for now, Jean? I know it may seem as though we are ignoring you, but we are not." Psylocke told her, her english accent thicker than ever. " Everyone needs time to grieve right now. You, Hank, Bobby and Warren most of all."
"I'm never alone I'm alone all the time"
" I'll be fine for right now, Betsy. Maybe you should check on Archangel. He needs you." Jean replied. Gazing at her Psylocke wondered what had happened to Phoenix. Jean seemed to be taking this more easily than anyone else out of the whole team. " Jean, you do realize that he's gone don't you? Scott died when he joined with Apocalypse, Jean. He's gone." " If he was gone I'd know he was Betsy. I may not receive anything on the rapport, but he is not dead." Jean replied tersely. Everyone glanced up at this remark; most of them shook their heads in pity. Bobby, Kitty, and Rogue merely cried harder. Wolverine passed Jubilee, who had fallen asleep from crying, to Kurt, and stood up. Walking over to Jean and Betsy he motioned for Betsy to leave. Sitting down next to her he glanced down at the floor, then turned his full gaze on her. Cerulean blue eyes stare into her green ones. Watching them slowly fill with tears, Jean had to look away. "He's not dead, Logan. He can't be." She said desperately. " I know, Jeannie. One thing about us X-men, we sure as hell don't die easily. Hell even if we do we usually come back." He told her a small smile on his face. "But I just don't know about Scott. You might be right, then again you could be wrong. I may never have gotten along with him, Jean, but I had a ton of respect fer the guy. Ya know I'll never repeat that even if ya pay me too, right?" "Yes, Logan." She replied with a small smile on her face. " Charles would have been proud to hear you say that." Turning his gaze back to the floor, Wolverine nodded. "He really should be hear, Jeannie. Scott was his first student after all." " I know, Logan. They're letting him come to the funeral." She replied, her voice cracking. Breathing heavily she put a hand to her mouth. "Oh, Logan. I miss him so much." Knowing whom she was talking about Logan wrapped his arms around her and let her weep on his shoulder. Looking up from Nightcrawlers arms Jubilee saw her crying. Semi-Crawling the rest of the way across the floor, Jubilee laid her head in Jeans lap. " I miss him, too." Jubilee whispered.
"Must be your skin that I'm sinking in Must be for real cos now I can feel And I didn't mind It's not my kind Not my time to wonder why Everything's gone white And everything's grey Now you're here now you're away I don't want this Remember that I'll never forget where you're at Don't let the days go by Glycerine
I'm never alone I'm alone all the time Are you at one Or do you lie We live in a wheel Where everyone steals But when we rise it's like strawberry fields
I treated you bad You bruise my face Couldn't love you more You got a beautiful taste Don't let the days go by Could have been easier on you I couldn't change though I wanted to Could have been easier by three Our old friend fear and you and me Glycerine (repeat) Don't let the days go by Glycerine
I needed you more When we wanted us less I could not kiss just regress It might just be Clear simple and plain That's just fine That's just one of my names Don't let the days go by Could've been easier on you Glycerine"
" We all do, Jean" A chorus of yeah's echoed him. Laying her hand on Jubilee's hair, and her other on Logans arm she smiled. " I know you guys do. We all will." She replied. " Hey, he was the fearless leader, right?" Bobby murmured. Looking over at him, Jean's face crumbled. Brushing a stray lock of fire red hair out of her eyes, she stood up and walked over to him. Behind her Logan had pulled Jubilee into his lap and held her once again. Wrapping her arms around his neck she buried her face in his shoulder. Kneeling in front of Bobby Jean looked into his eyes. A small tear trailed its way down his face. "I'm so sorry, Jean" he mumbled. " I know, Bobby. I know." Encircling her arms around his stomach, Jean leaned her head on his shoulder. Beast covered them from one side, while Warren did on the other. Oh so slowly the four original X-men fell together, and mourned the fall of the first. The original X-man. Scott Summers, Jean's husband, Warren's friend, Bobby's older brother, and Hank's, well, his friend to. The rest of the X-men gazed on huddled in their small groups, generation of X-men, all mourning the fall of the first. Their leader, and one of the best men they ever knew.
"Now you're here now you're away I don't want this Remember that I'll never forget where you're at Don't let the days go by Glycerine"
This is the 3rd in my sometimes series. Once again Glycerine belongs to Bush. Characters belong to Marvel. Tear jerker warning.
"I'll never forget where you're at Don't let the days go by Glycerine"
Screams echoed along the astral plane. Psychics all over the world heard them, and one word with it. Scott.
"I don't want this Remember that" Jean felt the rapport broken and empty inside her head. Scott was gone. They tried to tell her he was dead, but she knew better. If he had been dead she would feel it, not just through the emptiness of the rapport, but in her bones. Gazing emptily over everyone's faces she watched their emotions. Hank, Bobby, and Warren sat together in a corner beer bottle strewn around them. Tears coursed down Bobby's cheeks as Hank put his arm over his shoulder. Warrens' wings sagged, and wrapped protectively around the three of them. Turning her gaze away from the three her eyes fell on Kitty, Storm, and Colossus. Ororo sat looking as regal as ever even with the tears falling from her eyes. Kitty sat cuddled with Piotr sobbing on his metal chest. Piotr merely wrapped his arms around her and let them fall. A single tear coursed down his cheek, and he lifted his other arm over Storm so she could lean on him as well.
"Not my time to wonder why Everything's gone white And everything's grey"
Nightcrawler, Wolverine, and Jubilee sat together. Jubilee lay in Logans' arms weeping. Nightcrawler had tears in his eyes, and wrapped his tail around her arm. Resting his face against her hair, Logan tried to hide his tears. Looking up at him Jubilee raised her hand, and wiped one away. "Wolvie?" She whispered. Logan shook his head, and buried his face in her hair once again. Turning towards Kurt Jubilee smiled at him sadly then reached for his hand. Taking her hand in his, Kurt nodded and then put his other around his friend's shoulder. After letting a few more tears fall, Jean turned to the last group in the room. Rogue leaned on Gambit silently crying. Bishop and Psylocke sat with them, Bishop as stern as ever, and Betsy as quietly as possible. Perhaps feeling Phoenix's eyes on them Betsy turned around. Excusing herself she walked over to where Jean sat. Nodding politely at Warren, she crouched down next to her. " Will you be alright for now, Jean? I know it may seem as though we are ignoring you, but we are not." Psylocke told her, her english accent thicker than ever. " Everyone needs time to grieve right now. You, Hank, Bobby and Warren most of all."
"I'm never alone I'm alone all the time"
" I'll be fine for right now, Betsy. Maybe you should check on Archangel. He needs you." Jean replied. Gazing at her Psylocke wondered what had happened to Phoenix. Jean seemed to be taking this more easily than anyone else out of the whole team. " Jean, you do realize that he's gone don't you? Scott died when he joined with Apocalypse, Jean. He's gone." " If he was gone I'd know he was Betsy. I may not receive anything on the rapport, but he is not dead." Jean replied tersely. Everyone glanced up at this remark; most of them shook their heads in pity. Bobby, Kitty, and Rogue merely cried harder. Wolverine passed Jubilee, who had fallen asleep from crying, to Kurt, and stood up. Walking over to Jean and Betsy he motioned for Betsy to leave. Sitting down next to her he glanced down at the floor, then turned his full gaze on her. Cerulean blue eyes stare into her green ones. Watching them slowly fill with tears, Jean had to look away. "He's not dead, Logan. He can't be." She said desperately. " I know, Jeannie. One thing about us X-men, we sure as hell don't die easily. Hell even if we do we usually come back." He told her a small smile on his face. "But I just don't know about Scott. You might be right, then again you could be wrong. I may never have gotten along with him, Jean, but I had a ton of respect fer the guy. Ya know I'll never repeat that even if ya pay me too, right?" "Yes, Logan." She replied with a small smile on her face. " Charles would have been proud to hear you say that." Turning his gaze back to the floor, Wolverine nodded. "He really should be hear, Jeannie. Scott was his first student after all." " I know, Logan. They're letting him come to the funeral." She replied, her voice cracking. Breathing heavily she put a hand to her mouth. "Oh, Logan. I miss him so much." Knowing whom she was talking about Logan wrapped his arms around her and let her weep on his shoulder. Looking up from Nightcrawlers arms Jubilee saw her crying. Semi-Crawling the rest of the way across the floor, Jubilee laid her head in Jeans lap. " I miss him, too." Jubilee whispered.
"Must be your skin that I'm sinking in Must be for real cos now I can feel And I didn't mind It's not my kind Not my time to wonder why Everything's gone white And everything's grey Now you're here now you're away I don't want this Remember that I'll never forget where you're at Don't let the days go by Glycerine
I'm never alone I'm alone all the time Are you at one Or do you lie We live in a wheel Where everyone steals But when we rise it's like strawberry fields
I treated you bad You bruise my face Couldn't love you more You got a beautiful taste Don't let the days go by Could have been easier on you I couldn't change though I wanted to Could have been easier by three Our old friend fear and you and me Glycerine (repeat) Don't let the days go by Glycerine
I needed you more When we wanted us less I could not kiss just regress It might just be Clear simple and plain That's just fine That's just one of my names Don't let the days go by Could've been easier on you Glycerine"
" We all do, Jean" A chorus of yeah's echoed him. Laying her hand on Jubilee's hair, and her other on Logans arm she smiled. " I know you guys do. We all will." She replied. " Hey, he was the fearless leader, right?" Bobby murmured. Looking over at him, Jean's face crumbled. Brushing a stray lock of fire red hair out of her eyes, she stood up and walked over to him. Behind her Logan had pulled Jubilee into his lap and held her once again. Wrapping her arms around his neck she buried her face in his shoulder. Kneeling in front of Bobby Jean looked into his eyes. A small tear trailed its way down his face. "I'm so sorry, Jean" he mumbled. " I know, Bobby. I know." Encircling her arms around his stomach, Jean leaned her head on his shoulder. Beast covered them from one side, while Warren did on the other. Oh so slowly the four original X-men fell together, and mourned the fall of the first. The original X-man. Scott Summers, Jean's husband, Warren's friend, Bobby's older brother, and Hank's, well, his friend to. The rest of the X-men gazed on huddled in their small groups, generation of X-men, all mourning the fall of the first. Their leader, and one of the best men they ever knew.
"Now you're here now you're away I don't want this Remember that I'll never forget where you're at Don't let the days go by Glycerine"