A/N: Ok, here it is! The third chapter! I'll bet most of you are
wondering, "How the heck can Jean be alive!?!" Well you're about to find
out.
Revised A/N: I had to redo most of this chapter, because I made a BIG mistake, which a few of you might have picked up. Please re-read this chapter before moving on.
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Scott and Jean's room was bright and opened for the first time in months. Storm had thrown open the blinds and the windows, letting the warm spring air in. Scott, still in shock at the return of his once thought dead fiancé, had been inseparable from her. Ororo, quickly found this out, and had gently led Scott, who was still holding Jean closely to him, up the stairs to his and Jean's old room, where she finally convinced him to let go of her. After getting Jean comfortably settled in the bed, Ororo had sent one of the curious students to get the professor and Logan, as well as some cold water to help revive Jean.
Logan, upon hearing the news from a jubilant student with little feelings for a man's psychological state, had been somewhere between shock and ecstasy. Either way, he sprinted the entire way to Jean's room. He found Scott, the professor, and Ororo already there. Ororo had been bathing Jean's face with a wet cloth, but surrendered it to Scott when he wouldn't stop getting in her way. The professor sat by the window, with a far off look in his eyes.
Logan, like Scott, was unable to take his eyes from Jean's face. Without looking away, he pulled the chair from Scott's desk up to the opposite side of the bed from Scott, and sat/fell into it. Scott didn't even look up, but continued to bath Jean's face gently with one hand, while holding hers tightly in the other.
"So many times I imagined all the things I would tell her if I only had the chance," Scott said quietly, "And now that she's here, I can't think of anything besides how beautiful she looks." Fresh tears of joy ran unashamed down his face.
Jean was pale and weak, but other than that, looked almost the same as the last time they had seen her.
Hours passed, and curious students came and went, and Jean slipped from her unconsciousness to a deep and restful sleep. Eventually, Ororo had to leave to tend to her students, but Scott and Logan stayed with the professor and Jean. Dusk came, and the room began to darken with evening shadows, and the school began to settle down as students went to their rooms to study. Finally, Scott broke the silence.
"How?" it was the one question that had been burning in his mind since he had set his eyes on Jean.
"How did she survive?" The professor made it more a statement than a question.
Scott tore his eyes from Jean's face for the first time, to look at the professor.
"I don't know," the professor spoke quietly. "All I do know is that I've had a strange feeling in the back of my mind; as if a part of me knew she was still alive, and out there somewhere. But I didn't think it was possible." The professor still didn't look completely sure of himself. In truth, he still had the feeling, and it disturbed him greatly, since Jean was back with them. So why was he feeling this?
The figure on the bed stirred ever so slightly, and her eyes fluttered open. "Jean," Scott called her name softly. Jean's eyes wandered around the room, finally coming to rest on Scott. "Scott!" she cried softly, her voice still weak from lack of use. She twined her arms around Scott's neck, pulling him towards her. Eagerly, but not wanting to hurt her, Scott let her pull him down to the bed beside her, gently wrapping one arm around her slender waist, while the other reached up to caress her bruised face tenderly.
The only two words that have come from her mouth since she got here are "Scott" and "Scott." Logan thought sullenly. Do I sense jealousy here? Logan had almost forgotten that the professor could hear his thoughts. Logan looked at the couple for a moment, who had now given way to passionate kissing. No, he though, looking at the professor, I think I've finally realized what Jean tried to tell me all along. We aren't meant for each other. I will always have feeling for her, but I know it could never compare to what those two have, he indicated the two on the bed, What they share is something very special. Something you only really get to see once in a lifetime. Twice if you're lucky! The professor nodded knowingly.
Besides, Logan continued to think, knowing that the professor would pick it up, I think we got off to a bad start. I heard that, Logan felt another voice enter his mind. Drat! He'd forgotten that she could "hear" every word that had been exchanged between him and the professor. He glanced at Jean, who cast a sidelong glance at him for just a second.
"I think it's time we left these two love birds to their reunion," Logan whispered aloud to the professor, indicating to the open door. With that, the two quietly exited, Logan softly shutting the heavy door behind them.
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As you can tell, I've changed a few things. But it's not over yet. If you think I should have Logan and Rogue get together, let me know. I might do it anyway. R&R! I've got some stuff on John AKA Pyro coming up in the chapters to come, as well as some more stuff with Jean.
Revised A/N: I had to redo most of this chapter, because I made a BIG mistake, which a few of you might have picked up. Please re-read this chapter before moving on.
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Scott and Jean's room was bright and opened for the first time in months. Storm had thrown open the blinds and the windows, letting the warm spring air in. Scott, still in shock at the return of his once thought dead fiancé, had been inseparable from her. Ororo, quickly found this out, and had gently led Scott, who was still holding Jean closely to him, up the stairs to his and Jean's old room, where she finally convinced him to let go of her. After getting Jean comfortably settled in the bed, Ororo had sent one of the curious students to get the professor and Logan, as well as some cold water to help revive Jean.
Logan, upon hearing the news from a jubilant student with little feelings for a man's psychological state, had been somewhere between shock and ecstasy. Either way, he sprinted the entire way to Jean's room. He found Scott, the professor, and Ororo already there. Ororo had been bathing Jean's face with a wet cloth, but surrendered it to Scott when he wouldn't stop getting in her way. The professor sat by the window, with a far off look in his eyes.
Logan, like Scott, was unable to take his eyes from Jean's face. Without looking away, he pulled the chair from Scott's desk up to the opposite side of the bed from Scott, and sat/fell into it. Scott didn't even look up, but continued to bath Jean's face gently with one hand, while holding hers tightly in the other.
"So many times I imagined all the things I would tell her if I only had the chance," Scott said quietly, "And now that she's here, I can't think of anything besides how beautiful she looks." Fresh tears of joy ran unashamed down his face.
Jean was pale and weak, but other than that, looked almost the same as the last time they had seen her.
Hours passed, and curious students came and went, and Jean slipped from her unconsciousness to a deep and restful sleep. Eventually, Ororo had to leave to tend to her students, but Scott and Logan stayed with the professor and Jean. Dusk came, and the room began to darken with evening shadows, and the school began to settle down as students went to their rooms to study. Finally, Scott broke the silence.
"How?" it was the one question that had been burning in his mind since he had set his eyes on Jean.
"How did she survive?" The professor made it more a statement than a question.
Scott tore his eyes from Jean's face for the first time, to look at the professor.
"I don't know," the professor spoke quietly. "All I do know is that I've had a strange feeling in the back of my mind; as if a part of me knew she was still alive, and out there somewhere. But I didn't think it was possible." The professor still didn't look completely sure of himself. In truth, he still had the feeling, and it disturbed him greatly, since Jean was back with them. So why was he feeling this?
The figure on the bed stirred ever so slightly, and her eyes fluttered open. "Jean," Scott called her name softly. Jean's eyes wandered around the room, finally coming to rest on Scott. "Scott!" she cried softly, her voice still weak from lack of use. She twined her arms around Scott's neck, pulling him towards her. Eagerly, but not wanting to hurt her, Scott let her pull him down to the bed beside her, gently wrapping one arm around her slender waist, while the other reached up to caress her bruised face tenderly.
The only two words that have come from her mouth since she got here are "Scott" and "Scott." Logan thought sullenly. Do I sense jealousy here? Logan had almost forgotten that the professor could hear his thoughts. Logan looked at the couple for a moment, who had now given way to passionate kissing. No, he though, looking at the professor, I think I've finally realized what Jean tried to tell me all along. We aren't meant for each other. I will always have feeling for her, but I know it could never compare to what those two have, he indicated the two on the bed, What they share is something very special. Something you only really get to see once in a lifetime. Twice if you're lucky! The professor nodded knowingly.
Besides, Logan continued to think, knowing that the professor would pick it up, I think we got off to a bad start. I heard that, Logan felt another voice enter his mind. Drat! He'd forgotten that she could "hear" every word that had been exchanged between him and the professor. He glanced at Jean, who cast a sidelong glance at him for just a second.
"I think it's time we left these two love birds to their reunion," Logan whispered aloud to the professor, indicating to the open door. With that, the two quietly exited, Logan softly shutting the heavy door behind them.
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As you can tell, I've changed a few things. But it's not over yet. If you think I should have Logan and Rogue get together, let me know. I might do it anyway. R&R! I've got some stuff on John AKA Pyro coming up in the chapters to come, as well as some more stuff with Jean.