Jean Grey yawned as she slowly slid into her place at the table, rubbing her forehead with the heel of her palm lightly. A strong arm wrapped itself briefly around her shoulders, giving her a gentle hug. "Morning, Jeanie. You okay?" Scott Summers asked in a soft, mildly worried tone. Jean smiled slightly and nodded as her boyfriend sat down beside her. "You're sure?" He asked, his brows furrowing slightly above his dark glasses. "I'm fine, Scott. Really." She took his hand in hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Scott smiled contentedly and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek, then turned his attention to his breakfast. Jean did the same, not eating, but pushing her food around lightly with her fork.
Charles Xavier rolled into the room, Ororo Munroe following close behind. Xavier stopped his wheelchair in his usual spot at the head of the table, smiling at Jean and Scott. "Good morning," he greeted them with a nod. Ororo also took her seat, across from Jean. At the sight of Xavier, Scott quirked an eyebrow questioningly. Xavier was never late unless something was happening; something important. Xavier caught the look and cast a glance towards Ororo, then back to Scott. "Nothing to worry about, Scott. We were simply discussing the possibility of a new student." Scott nodded slowly, then continued to eat his breakfast. "But will she listen?" Jean asked outloud, rather suddenly. Scott glanced to her curiously. He sometimes wished he too were a telepath, so he could understand what was going on. Ororo gave Jean a similar look, then realized what she meant. But Scott still looked perplexed. Xavier looked thoughtful for a moment, before replying. "I do not think that will be a problem." Jean nodded knowingly, but the other two X-Men looked puzzled.
Scott buckled his seatbelt, glancing to Jean with a smile. Jean returned the smile, buckling her own seatbelt. "So where exactly is this place?" Scott asked, trying to remember what Xavier had said. "Downtown," Jean replied. "it's the parking garage by the mall." Scott nodded, "Okay. That isn't too far." He backed the SUV out of the driveway, slowly heading towards the city. As they drove, Jean stared out at the road ahead, looking spacy. "Are you sure you're alright?" Scott asked, glancing to her momentarily, then back to the road. "Yes, I am sure. I just have a small headache. It'll go away soon though." Scott thought for a moment. "You sure you're alright to come? This might not be easy." Jean gave him a Look. "I'll be -fine-. Don't worry." Smiling warmly at him, she leaned back against her seat and sighed inwardly, hoping the girl would co-operate.
Charles Xavier rolled into the room, Ororo Munroe following close behind. Xavier stopped his wheelchair in his usual spot at the head of the table, smiling at Jean and Scott. "Good morning," he greeted them with a nod. Ororo also took her seat, across from Jean. At the sight of Xavier, Scott quirked an eyebrow questioningly. Xavier was never late unless something was happening; something important. Xavier caught the look and cast a glance towards Ororo, then back to Scott. "Nothing to worry about, Scott. We were simply discussing the possibility of a new student." Scott nodded slowly, then continued to eat his breakfast. "But will she listen?" Jean asked outloud, rather suddenly. Scott glanced to her curiously. He sometimes wished he too were a telepath, so he could understand what was going on. Ororo gave Jean a similar look, then realized what she meant. But Scott still looked perplexed. Xavier looked thoughtful for a moment, before replying. "I do not think that will be a problem." Jean nodded knowingly, but the other two X-Men looked puzzled.
Scott buckled his seatbelt, glancing to Jean with a smile. Jean returned the smile, buckling her own seatbelt. "So where exactly is this place?" Scott asked, trying to remember what Xavier had said. "Downtown," Jean replied. "it's the parking garage by the mall." Scott nodded, "Okay. That isn't too far." He backed the SUV out of the driveway, slowly heading towards the city. As they drove, Jean stared out at the road ahead, looking spacy. "Are you sure you're alright?" Scott asked, glancing to her momentarily, then back to the road. "Yes, I am sure. I just have a small headache. It'll go away soon though." Scott thought for a moment. "You sure you're alright to come? This might not be easy." Jean gave him a Look. "I'll be -fine-. Don't worry." Smiling warmly at him, she leaned back against her seat and sighed inwardly, hoping the girl would co-operate.
