The Uncanny X-Men
The Perfect Country Song
They landed on a lake of ice. Logan and Isabella suited up.
"You're not going," said Jean.
"Yes I am," said Isabella.
"No you're not. It's too dangerous.
"I'm going with you, and you can't stop me."
"Yes I can."
"Try, and you'll go through the side of the jet."
"Bella, you're not going."
"Jean! I'm going because I would like to spent as much time with you as I can before it takes over you, and it's too late!"
Isabella put on the belt and boots. Jean looked at her sadly, as Isabella put her hair up, and hugged Jean.
"Bella-I just don't want anything to happen to you."
"I can take care of myself. I love you."
They pulled apart from one another.
"I hate to break up the love, but we must go," said Storm.
Isabella walked behind Jean, but went Jean got outside, she closed the hatch, Isabella still inside. Isabella was on her knees, and she hit the floor, leaving two dents.
"Damnit Jean!"
"I heard that!"
Isabella looked behind her, where the voice had come from. She picked her clothes up off the floor, and sat up in the pilot's seat, and changed quickly as she spoke to Jean.
"Good. I said I was gonna go with you."
"And I said no."
"All right, DAD."
"Bella."
"Yes you are! You're acting just like him!" said Isabella, harshly.
"Stop that."
"I'll never see you again."
"Yes you will."
"Jean, I had another dream, after the water one. I'd had it before, with only one difference. It was your funeral, and I see the Grim Reaper under a nearby tree, and the first time I had it, you were the Grim Reaper, but this time, it was that bird."
"The Fire bird?"
"Yes."
"Bella--"
"I don't want to lose you again, Jean."
Jean sighed.
"I don't want to lose you, again, either. Bella, we're in, I have to go. I'll talk to you when I can. Bye."
There was a click. Isabella put her head in her hands, curled up in the pilot's seat. John came up and put his arms around her, crouching next to the seat. She put her head on his shoulder, and fell to her knees in front of him. He kissed her hair.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," she said, looking at him.
They looked into each other's eyes, forehead-to-forehead, nose-to-nose. He put his left hand on her face, the tips of his fingers in her dark red hair. They sat there for a long while until Bobby spoke.
"I got it!"
They all looked at him."
"Got what?" asked Isabella.
"You remember when we were kids, and you had this thing for Captain Marvel? You thought he was the coolest."
"Yeah?"
Isabella had no idea where this conversation was going, or where Bobby's mind had all ready gone.
"I thought of a nickname for you."
"Oh," she said, it all making sense."
"Ms. Marvel." (A/N: hence MY pen name lol)
Isabella laughed.
"I like it. Kinda corny, but I like it."
"Thanks," said Bobby, sarcastically.
They laughed. John kissed the base of Isabella neck, and moved upward. They kissed.
"C'mon, there's something I wanna show you. Close your eyes," John said, helping her up.
He led her into the storage compartment, right above where the landing gear was.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Sit down."
She sat down.
"Can I open my eyes yet?"
"If you want." She opened her eyes, and looked around, John was sitting across from her. "When I first came to Xavier's, right after you got arrested, I found the jet, and I climbed up in here when I needed to think."
He kissed her, and she smiled. She pushed him softly onto his back, as she crawled slowly over to him. John grinned. When they were eye to eye, he kissed her quickly, then flipped her over, and rolled on top of her. She laughed. He kissed her hard, but this time it was longer, when they did break away, he looked at her.
"Will you forgive me for today?"
"I don't know yet."
"Well, I do want to marry you. I said it before, and I meant it."
"I know, and I want to marry you, too, but I don't see how. Attempted murder doesn't go over well."
He stood up.
"I'm sorry."
He walked back to where Bobby and Rogue were. Isabella rolled her eyes and followed him. She sat in the pilots seat for a while, and looked outside.
"I'm going," said John, finally.
"They told us to wait here," said Bobby.
"Do you always do what you're told?"
John left. No one moved for at least ten minutes, and then Isabella stood up and ran out of the jet after him. After five minutes of running, she saw him.
"J-" but that was as far as she got.
Suddenly, there was this awful noise that made them both cover their ears. Isabella fell to the ground, trying not to scream. She tried to get to John, but the pain was too much for her, so she crawled on her bare elbows in the snow toward him, but she didn't make it. He held his hand out to her, and she reached for it, but they were too far apart. They were missing each other's hands by inches. They lay there, in the snow, feeling as though their heads would explode. As abruptly as it had begun, it ceased. Isabella rolled on her back, and John stood and walked over to her. He sat next to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Where are you going?" she asked him.
There was a small, isolated shrub next to them, which John burst into flames. (Not John, the shrub, just in case you're anything like me and don't get things immediately)
"I don't know. I was getting Cabin Fever. I think I might take Magneto up on his offer."
Isabella stood up and faced him.
"Why? Are trying to break up with me?"
John stood up, and took both of her hands in his.
"No, never! I was hoping, well, praying, that you'd come with me."
Isabella pulled her hands away.
"John-I can't. I'll wait for you, but for how long? I don't know."
"Isabella-"
She kissed him.
"Just come back to me in one piece, okay?"
He pulled her close to him.
"Okay," he whispered into her hair.
They kissed.
"Goodbye," she said, walking away.
She got back to the jet, and sat down.
"Bella-" began Bobby, but Rogue stopped him.
Isabella sat there for a long time, until all the others came running back in the jet, in a panic. Jean was limping; Isabella helped all the smaller kids into their seat, as Storm tried to start the jet.
"C'mon, Storm," said Logan.
"I'm trying," she replied.
Isabella went to go outside to lift the jet off the ground until it could start, but she couldn't get the hatch open. She looked around.
"Jean!" she screamed.
Scott looked at Kurt.
"Go get her!"
Kurt closed his eyes.
"She von't let me."
Isabella screamed bloody murder, and hit the side of the jet. Logan and Scott grabbed her to keep her from demolishing the jet, while they were in flight.
"I could have done it! I could have gotten us up! No, it will eat you up!" she shrieked, as though Jean were right in front of her. Scott hugged her, and they cried together, on the floor of the jet. "And I'd just gotten you back," she whispered.
They landed on a lake of ice. Logan and Isabella suited up.
"You're not going," said Jean.
"Yes I am," said Isabella.
"No you're not. It's too dangerous.
"I'm going with you, and you can't stop me."
"Yes I can."
"Try, and you'll go through the side of the jet."
"Bella, you're not going."
"Jean! I'm going because I would like to spent as much time with you as I can before it takes over you, and it's too late!"
Isabella put on the belt and boots. Jean looked at her sadly, as Isabella put her hair up, and hugged Jean.
"Bella-I just don't want anything to happen to you."
"I can take care of myself. I love you."
They pulled apart from one another.
"I hate to break up the love, but we must go," said Storm.
Isabella walked behind Jean, but went Jean got outside, she closed the hatch, Isabella still inside. Isabella was on her knees, and she hit the floor, leaving two dents.
"Damnit Jean!"
"I heard that!"
Isabella looked behind her, where the voice had come from. She picked her clothes up off the floor, and sat up in the pilot's seat, and changed quickly as she spoke to Jean.
"Good. I said I was gonna go with you."
"And I said no."
"All right, DAD."
"Bella."
"Yes you are! You're acting just like him!" said Isabella, harshly.
"Stop that."
"I'll never see you again."
"Yes you will."
"Jean, I had another dream, after the water one. I'd had it before, with only one difference. It was your funeral, and I see the Grim Reaper under a nearby tree, and the first time I had it, you were the Grim Reaper, but this time, it was that bird."
"The Fire bird?"
"Yes."
"Bella--"
"I don't want to lose you again, Jean."
Jean sighed.
"I don't want to lose you, again, either. Bella, we're in, I have to go. I'll talk to you when I can. Bye."
There was a click. Isabella put her head in her hands, curled up in the pilot's seat. John came up and put his arms around her, crouching next to the seat. She put her head on his shoulder, and fell to her knees in front of him. He kissed her hair.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," she said, looking at him.
They looked into each other's eyes, forehead-to-forehead, nose-to-nose. He put his left hand on her face, the tips of his fingers in her dark red hair. They sat there for a long while until Bobby spoke.
"I got it!"
They all looked at him."
"Got what?" asked Isabella.
"You remember when we were kids, and you had this thing for Captain Marvel? You thought he was the coolest."
"Yeah?"
Isabella had no idea where this conversation was going, or where Bobby's mind had all ready gone.
"I thought of a nickname for you."
"Oh," she said, it all making sense."
"Ms. Marvel." (A/N: hence MY pen name lol)
Isabella laughed.
"I like it. Kinda corny, but I like it."
"Thanks," said Bobby, sarcastically.
They laughed. John kissed the base of Isabella neck, and moved upward. They kissed.
"C'mon, there's something I wanna show you. Close your eyes," John said, helping her up.
He led her into the storage compartment, right above where the landing gear was.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Sit down."
She sat down.
"Can I open my eyes yet?"
"If you want." She opened her eyes, and looked around, John was sitting across from her. "When I first came to Xavier's, right after you got arrested, I found the jet, and I climbed up in here when I needed to think."
He kissed her, and she smiled. She pushed him softly onto his back, as she crawled slowly over to him. John grinned. When they were eye to eye, he kissed her quickly, then flipped her over, and rolled on top of her. She laughed. He kissed her hard, but this time it was longer, when they did break away, he looked at her.
"Will you forgive me for today?"
"I don't know yet."
"Well, I do want to marry you. I said it before, and I meant it."
"I know, and I want to marry you, too, but I don't see how. Attempted murder doesn't go over well."
He stood up.
"I'm sorry."
He walked back to where Bobby and Rogue were. Isabella rolled her eyes and followed him. She sat in the pilots seat for a while, and looked outside.
"I'm going," said John, finally.
"They told us to wait here," said Bobby.
"Do you always do what you're told?"
John left. No one moved for at least ten minutes, and then Isabella stood up and ran out of the jet after him. After five minutes of running, she saw him.
"J-" but that was as far as she got.
Suddenly, there was this awful noise that made them both cover their ears. Isabella fell to the ground, trying not to scream. She tried to get to John, but the pain was too much for her, so she crawled on her bare elbows in the snow toward him, but she didn't make it. He held his hand out to her, and she reached for it, but they were too far apart. They were missing each other's hands by inches. They lay there, in the snow, feeling as though their heads would explode. As abruptly as it had begun, it ceased. Isabella rolled on her back, and John stood and walked over to her. He sat next to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Where are you going?" she asked him.
There was a small, isolated shrub next to them, which John burst into flames. (Not John, the shrub, just in case you're anything like me and don't get things immediately)
"I don't know. I was getting Cabin Fever. I think I might take Magneto up on his offer."
Isabella stood up and faced him.
"Why? Are trying to break up with me?"
John stood up, and took both of her hands in his.
"No, never! I was hoping, well, praying, that you'd come with me."
Isabella pulled her hands away.
"John-I can't. I'll wait for you, but for how long? I don't know."
"Isabella-"
She kissed him.
"Just come back to me in one piece, okay?"
He pulled her close to him.
"Okay," he whispered into her hair.
They kissed.
"Goodbye," she said, walking away.
She got back to the jet, and sat down.
"Bella-" began Bobby, but Rogue stopped him.
Isabella sat there for a long time, until all the others came running back in the jet, in a panic. Jean was limping; Isabella helped all the smaller kids into their seat, as Storm tried to start the jet.
"C'mon, Storm," said Logan.
"I'm trying," she replied.
Isabella went to go outside to lift the jet off the ground until it could start, but she couldn't get the hatch open. She looked around.
"Jean!" she screamed.
Scott looked at Kurt.
"Go get her!"
Kurt closed his eyes.
"She von't let me."
Isabella screamed bloody murder, and hit the side of the jet. Logan and Scott grabbed her to keep her from demolishing the jet, while they were in flight.
"I could have done it! I could have gotten us up! No, it will eat you up!" she shrieked, as though Jean were right in front of her. Scott hugged her, and they cried together, on the floor of the jet. "And I'd just gotten you back," she whispered.
