Author: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer: Yeah, I own it all! Everything! I wish!
Summery: Jeans thought as the water takes her at the end of X2.
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This is it. I'm dieing. The waves break over me and I can feel the breath leave my lungs, my heart beat slow, my vision dimming.
I am going to a better place. I know it. Somewhere I wouldn't have to make heartbreaking decisions, where I cant hurt, be hurt. I don't want to leave them, but I have to. I have to save them. Scott, Logan, Ororo, Xavier, everyone I hold dear to me.
And then I realise part of me does want it. To get away from everything. Scott and Logan. The X-men. The mutant 'problem'. The academy. I wanted to forget it all.
No more hurt. No more problems. Just me, my spirit.
I would miss them all so much, though. Scott, my fiancé. The one person I trust fully, and the person I love most in the world. Ororo, my best friend. The person I could talk to about anything, and always know she wouldn't judge me. Charles, my real father. More than my biological one. The man that took me in, and helped me to belong again. To trust. The children, my students. The kids that have made my life, what I do, our fight for mutants worthwhile. And Logan, me... I don't even know what he is to me. All I know is he made me feel *Alive* again.
I could feel my heart break, but I knew soon it wouldn't matter. What would matter would be Scott's heart. I don't know how he'll get over this. He's not as strong as the others when it comes to his feelings, to love. When it comes to *me*. He keeps his feeling hidden, so he doesn't have to deal with them. But I'm afraid this will be too much. He has to understand I'm doing this for him. Because I love *him*. I hope he knows.
As my vision turns to black, I send out one last thought, into the heads of them all, everyone there, in that jet.
"It's not your fault. You tried. This had to happen. There was no other way. I love every one of you. Don't morn me. Don't forget me."
I hope I was still strong enough. I hope it got to them.
Disclaimer: Yeah, I own it all! Everything! I wish!
Summery: Jeans thought as the water takes her at the end of X2.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This is it. I'm dieing. The waves break over me and I can feel the breath leave my lungs, my heart beat slow, my vision dimming.
I am going to a better place. I know it. Somewhere I wouldn't have to make heartbreaking decisions, where I cant hurt, be hurt. I don't want to leave them, but I have to. I have to save them. Scott, Logan, Ororo, Xavier, everyone I hold dear to me.
And then I realise part of me does want it. To get away from everything. Scott and Logan. The X-men. The mutant 'problem'. The academy. I wanted to forget it all.
No more hurt. No more problems. Just me, my spirit.
I would miss them all so much, though. Scott, my fiancé. The one person I trust fully, and the person I love most in the world. Ororo, my best friend. The person I could talk to about anything, and always know she wouldn't judge me. Charles, my real father. More than my biological one. The man that took me in, and helped me to belong again. To trust. The children, my students. The kids that have made my life, what I do, our fight for mutants worthwhile. And Logan, me... I don't even know what he is to me. All I know is he made me feel *Alive* again.
I could feel my heart break, but I knew soon it wouldn't matter. What would matter would be Scott's heart. I don't know how he'll get over this. He's not as strong as the others when it comes to his feelings, to love. When it comes to *me*. He keeps his feeling hidden, so he doesn't have to deal with them. But I'm afraid this will be too much. He has to understand I'm doing this for him. Because I love *him*. I hope he knows.
As my vision turns to black, I send out one last thought, into the heads of them all, everyone there, in that jet.
"It's not your fault. You tried. This had to happen. There was no other way. I love every one of you. Don't morn me. Don't forget me."
I hope I was still strong enough. I hope it got to them.