Honor Them

Disclaimer - I don't own the X-Men or X-Men Evolution or any other iterations

Author's notes:

First I want to acknowledge some of the other authors who have also explored Scott's feelings about the plane crash. I have enjoyed their work but thought I would take a different tack instead of it being a Jean/Scott or JOTT story.

Regarding the details of the parachutes - I'm not a certified pilot or jumper by any means - this is just drivel that spilled out of my head onto this website. If you are better versed in these details - please feel free to send me an email with info and I'll do my best to correct.

Regarding the accident: The Evolution episode Dark Cauldron part 2 shows Scott and Alex each with their own parachutes as they jump. This explains how Scott and Alex get separated - Scott thinking his brother perished after landing. Doing research on the comic book websites I found panels showing Scott and Alex attached to the same parachute so they are rescued together. An evil character called Mr. Sinister separates them at the orphanage.

I got the idea for this story thinking what if each parent had a parachute and held one of the boys. Without the proper gear to strap a second person ie the child to chute, there was no way the adult would have the strength to hold onto a child when the parachute opened. The kinetic energy stored in a child's body traveling at high speeds is too great to overcome with normal human strength when the parachute deploys.

I also took major liberties in selecting the ages of Scott and Alex at the time of the accident since I can't find any reference to their ages anywhere. I have set Scott's age at eight and Alex at six at the time of the accident. This story takes place when Scott is sixteen - when only he and Jean are the students at the Institute.

Two final notes - I totally stole this idea from the ending of the movie Saving Private Ryan - when Tom Hanks tells Matt Damon to 'earn this.'

And a personal note - my own father died when I was 16. It took three years for me to finally cry over that loss - I didn't want to be perceived as weak - MY family was going through a different crisis and I thought I had other priorities at the time. Now I make it a point to tell friends when they lose a loved one to have a good cry - let it out. I was terribly miserable for those three years - not allowing myself to move on.

I hope you enjoyed the story - It was the first fanfic I ever wrote and have posted others before it - but I finally decided to post it after Veteran's Day.