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Scott was sitting on a grassy embankment that over looked the Xavier Estate. One knee bend his hands folded on it & his head rested on his hands. He felt a faint breeze, a familiar touch glancing over his shoulders before vanishing. He eyes closed with a sigh.
"She is gone…this is not real…" ~Who is to say Scott?~ His eyes opened looking around, but no one was there. His voice a faint whisper… "Mind is playing tricks again." ~Only if you let it.~ "Jean?" ~I am coming.~ "When?" Tears to his voice straining to talk.
"When Jean…When" ~soon.~ A caress went over his shoulders again then slowly down both arms, His eyes closed still feeling it was a dream not wishing to wake from it.
"I miss you Scott"
"And I missed you Jean." His body tried not to stiffen…he could feel her touching him…he could smell the scent of her hair, a sweet vanilla dulled by a hint of lilacs. The touch on his skin started to move back up his arm till they rested firmly on his shoulder. He went to moves his hand to grab hold, but he couldn't budge. Faint panic to his voice.
"Jean?....Why can't I move…why can't I touch you?" He felt a faint kiss on his cheek, the pressure faded but the warmth did not, the pressure on his shoulder faded as well.
~It is not time yet.~ He fought with his will to move, to turn.
"JEAN!" He was in his bed…sitting strait up, his eyes almost opened but he managed to close them before anything happened. Reaching he grabbed his glasses putting them on. It was so real…he lightly touched his cheek. Her kiss he could still feel it. There was a knock at the door…Damn who did he wake. Moving from the bed turning the light on he cracked open the door seeing Logan standing there.
"Hey Logan" He greeted him half asleep.
"You ok…"
"Ya fine…did I wake you?"
"No" He tilted his head a bit as if trying to focus on something. "What is that?"
"What?" Scott turned walking back into the room & over to the mirror as Logan just stood in the door way. On Scott's cheek was a bright red kiss mark, his mouth just became kind a slack jawed Mumbling to himself but Logan hearing picked up the faint words.
"She…Jean…" He then looked to Logan as he couldn't believe it. "Um…can your senses pick up anyone else being in this room recently besides us?"
"You're kidding right?"
"Logan please?" He voice shaken…
"Ok ok…calm down Shades give me a moment…" Logan began to look around the room taking deep breaths time to time. A light shake of his head.
"Nope…nothing. So you care to talk bout it?"
"Not really…" Scott walks over grabbing a towel, reluctantly wiping the lipstick from his face.
"OK see ya." Logan turned shutting the door then heading down the hall.
Scott was sitting on a grassy embankment that over looked the Xavier Estate. One knee bend his hands folded on it & his head rested on his hands. He felt a faint breeze, a familiar touch glancing over his shoulders before vanishing. He eyes closed with a sigh.
"She is gone…this is not real…" ~Who is to say Scott?~ His eyes opened looking around, but no one was there. His voice a faint whisper… "Mind is playing tricks again." ~Only if you let it.~ "Jean?" ~I am coming.~ "When?" Tears to his voice straining to talk.
"When Jean…When" ~soon.~ A caress went over his shoulders again then slowly down both arms, His eyes closed still feeling it was a dream not wishing to wake from it.
"I miss you Scott"
"And I missed you Jean." His body tried not to stiffen…he could feel her touching him…he could smell the scent of her hair, a sweet vanilla dulled by a hint of lilacs. The touch on his skin started to move back up his arm till they rested firmly on his shoulder. He went to moves his hand to grab hold, but he couldn't budge. Faint panic to his voice.
"Jean?....Why can't I move…why can't I touch you?" He felt a faint kiss on his cheek, the pressure faded but the warmth did not, the pressure on his shoulder faded as well.
~It is not time yet.~ He fought with his will to move, to turn.
"JEAN!" He was in his bed…sitting strait up, his eyes almost opened but he managed to close them before anything happened. Reaching he grabbed his glasses putting them on. It was so real…he lightly touched his cheek. Her kiss he could still feel it. There was a knock at the door…Damn who did he wake. Moving from the bed turning the light on he cracked open the door seeing Logan standing there.
"Hey Logan" He greeted him half asleep.
"You ok…"
"Ya fine…did I wake you?"
"No" He tilted his head a bit as if trying to focus on something. "What is that?"
"What?" Scott turned walking back into the room & over to the mirror as Logan just stood in the door way. On Scott's cheek was a bright red kiss mark, his mouth just became kind a slack jawed Mumbling to himself but Logan hearing picked up the faint words.
"She…Jean…" He then looked to Logan as he couldn't believe it. "Um…can your senses pick up anyone else being in this room recently besides us?"
"You're kidding right?"
"Logan please?" He voice shaken…
"Ok ok…calm down Shades give me a moment…" Logan began to look around the room taking deep breaths time to time. A light shake of his head.
"Nope…nothing. So you care to talk bout it?"
"Not really…" Scott walks over grabbing a towel, reluctantly wiping the lipstick from his face.
"OK see ya." Logan turned shutting the door then heading down the hall.