Now Everybody Knows

"A tape? There's a TAPE of us doing it?!"

At Scott's reluctant nod in answer to her disbelieving question, Jean started hyperventilating.

"Where?"

"Who?"

"Why?"

"How?"

"WHEN?!"

She fired the questions out at him between her rapid breaths and he had no real answer to any of them.

No answer either of them liked.

"SCOTT?" she demanded.

"Evan apparently recorded our last session in the Danger Room for reasons known only to him."

"EVAN?!"

Her eyes widened in absolute horror and she looked about to faint.

"He'll show everyone!"

Scott decided that he'd die a slow and horrible death at the hands of the Brotherhood before being the one to tell her that the tape had apparently already been seen by everyone they lived with.

The Brotherhood could not hurt him half as much as the Jean who paced angrily in front of him, muttering curses at Evan and threatening the most horrible things imaginable to a man.

Finally she stopped dead in her tracks to lock her coldly furious green eyes with his through the sunglasses he wore.

"Find him and kill him. NOW!"

~*~*~

"Scott, man, I've been looking for you everywhere," Evan said wearily to the guy who had just barged into his bedroom.

"Yeah, I can see how frantic your search was. Did you expect me to be under the bed or in your closet?"

Evan slipped off the bed as Scott uttered the sarcastic comments and approached him very slowly.

"Uh….look, I'm really sorry about the tape, man. It was an accident."

Scott practically snarled as he grabbed the front of Evan's shirt and used it to lift him off the ground until their faces were nearly level.

"Oh, I know all about accidents, Evan. You're about to have a pretty serious one right now!"

"Whoa, whoa! You can't kill me, man."

"No, but there's plenty else I can think of that you'll survive with only slight handicaps afterward."

Evan paled unhealthily at the imagery of Scott's coldly uttered threat.

"Where. Is. The. Tape?"

He squirmed in Scott's furious hold, terrified of what would happen when the man learned the answer to that.

"I don't have it anymore."

"Who the hell did you give it to then?!" the older boy shook him violently and Evan's head banged back into the wall.

"No one! I'd never give something like that away."

"Then WHERE IS IT?!"

"I…I don't know. It's gone. I've searched everywhere in the mansion and can't find it."

Evan slid down the wall in shame as Scott released him abruptly at the confession.

"You better look harder, Spyke, 'cause if you don't find it I'll let Jean carry out some of those threats she's been making against you since she found out what you did then I'll let myself play with what's left."

With that threat delivered, Scott spun on his heels and left.

Slumped on the floor against the wall, Evan lifted a hand to rub the back of his head where it had hit the wall.

After a few moments he pushed himself to his feet and again began wracking his brain for any possible answer to the question he'd been asking himself constantly in the since he realized the tape he'd failed to erase after the Professor had ordered him to was missing.

Where the heck was it?

~*~*~

Meanwhile with the Brotherhood………

Fred, Lance, Toad, Pietro and Wanda were all staring dumbfounded at their television screen.

They'd reached the end of the tape they'd been watching, but still no one moved or spoke.

It took several moments, but finally Wanda pulled her mouth shut, blinked and uttered a disbelieving "Wow."

Lance, Pietro and Toad quickly recovered and followed her comment with many ribald remarks about what they'd just seen.

Blob was the last to recover, still reeling from the visions of the Jean Grey he still had such a crush on doing things with that Cyclops character that he fantasized of her doing only to him. When finally got over his shock he rushed to tear the video from the VCR and crush it under his heavy feet.

"NO!"

The others all screamed the order in sync, not wanting such a valuable piece of evidence destroyed, but it was too late.

"Oh man, do you have any idea what we could have done with that?" Pietro moaned.

"Yeah, man, I like only got to watch it once!" Toad exclaimed.

Turning a furious shade of red, Fred just stared at them all and silently dare a one of them to do something about what he'd just done. When no one did anything but stare at him and the tape lying in pieces beneath his foot he turned and stomped from the room, his heavy footsteps shaking the room as badly as one of Lance's little earthquakes.

"Can we save it?" Wanda asked as they all immediately moved to huddle around the mangled remains of the Jean and Scott sex tape.

"Not a chance," Lance answered sadly as he poked at the useless remains.

"Maybe we could get 'em to make another one," Toad interjected hopefully.

The others glared at him before they all returned mournful stares to pieces of plastic on the floor.