Chapter 3
*~*~*~*~*
Jean looked around her room one last time, trying to imprint a memory that would last forever. She'd left her posters on the walls, and her ice- skates in the cupboard, it was like a statement- *I will come back*.
She rolled her eyes to hold back the tears. That was one thing she was determined not to do, break down in front of her mother. She would not give her that satisfaction. She could feel Scott come up behind her, and turned round and buried herself deep in his embrace. She stayed there, safe and enclosed by his arms for what felt like forever, and yet, was not long enough.
He looked into her eyes, and traced the outline of her jaw softly,
"Are you ready?"
Jean nodded, not trusting herself to speak, grabbed the handle of her last case and with one last look at the room she had called home for 5 years, shut the door.
*~*~*~*~*
The group on the lawn was silent and morose. Although they teased Jean and Scott, not one member of the institute (not even Rogue) could imagine what life would be like without both of them there.
Jean went past them all, embracing them one by one. Kitty began to cry softly as she hugged her one of her closest friends goodbye.
"You have to like promise to email me, and you have to call us all the time." Jean silently nodded her head; she was determined not to give in to the tears that haunted her. The two girls clung to each other with desperation before Jean withdrew regretfully. As she moved on Kitty buried her head in Kurt's shoulder, and he carefully put his arm around her. Jean smiled and nodded farewell to him, knowing he would understand.
Rogue was next and as she approached the girl scowled and spoke quickly,
"Ah'll miss ya." She hugged her briefly and strode off across the lawn to the mansion. Jean called out after her,
"I'll miss you too."
She hugged Storm fiercely and promised her she'd stay safe. The sky began to darken as a tear slipped down the weather witch's face- soon the sky would open, crying for the girl pulled away from the home she loved.
Jean nearly broke down when Logan hugged her; he showed so rarely a soft side.
"Promise me you'll keep in contact Red, no matter what the dragon says." She gave a little smile and kissed his cheek.
"Of course."
After that was the Professor and then came the best news of the day, for when she said good-bye he replied.
"I shall see you in a month."
"What?" She looked at him in amazement.
"Your mother agrees that checks are needed to make sure your telepathy stays under control. She will, however, let no mutant but me see you." A little of the light in Jean's eyes went out at that, but she was the most hopeful she had been all day.
Now came the hardest, and most painful of all the good byes she had ever had to make. She made her way to where Scott was standing, suddenly at a loss for words,
"You've got my email address and everything haven't you. I'll call as soon as she-bitch leaves me alone." Scott silenced her with a finger on her lips and pulled her close. She closed her eyes, trying to make sure in later months she would recall everything about him, from his unique smell, to the strength in his arms as he held her.
"I love you." He whispered softly in her ear.
"I love you too." It seemed the most natural thing in the world to say and feel. She pressed her lips against his softly, revelling in the new sensations it produced before pulling away softly as tears threatened to sweep over her.
"Don't cry," Scott said softly, "You've been so brave, don't ruin it because me."
She looked up at him, a soft smile playing on his lips and knew that whatever happened in her life she would always love Scott Summers.
"It's so hard." She sniffed.
"Look at me. Whenever you think it's too hard and you can't do it, I want you to think of us," he gestured to the crowd on the lawn, "And remember we are always thinking of you, and praying for you, and wanting you to succeed." He looked into her eyes with a fierce intensity. "Remember us." He handed her a plastic bag.
"You can't open it till you get home."
"Not home," she replied, "This will always be home."
She hugged him once more lingeringly and with one last look at the mansion, she made her way to the car.
"Good bye." She said it softly, but with such emotion everyone there felt it. They waved and she stepped into the car to start a new life.
*~*~*~*~*
The Professor was worried. Shortly after Jean had left Scott had gone out and not returned. It was raining, but he knew that would not stop Scott staying out. He suspected the rain had something to do with Ororo, but had no real way of being sure. He had seen the look on both Scott and Jeans' faces as they left each other, and both seemed empty, somewhat devoid of emotion, as if something had died within them that day. It was not just Scott that was suffering, the whole mansion seemed quiet and despondent, as if not quite sure what to do with themselves.
He hoped Scott was fine, but realised until he came to term with Jean's departure he would indeed be 'soul less'.
*~*~*~*~*
Jean curled up on her chair and slowly opened the plastic bag. Inside hung a small golden heart locket infused with copper so it glowed red in the light. On the front was engraved a perfect miniature bird, flames formed round its wings. A phoenix, she realised. Inside was written a simple message. Forever Yours, Love Scott.
She trembled as she fastened the chain round her neck. A single tear slid down her cheek that echoed the rain pouring down the glass pane.
*~*~*~*~*
It was drizzling slightly but Scott didn't care. He sat in his car on an empty corner and brushed damp hair out of his eyes, as rain ran down his glasses. He felt so empty, like half of him was missing, gone forever. He buried his head in his hands and wished for Jean to come home.
*~*~*~*~*
I feel like a song without the words
A man without a soul
A bird without its wings
A heart without a home
I feel like a knight without a sword
The sky without the sun
cos you are the one
I feel like a ship beneath the waves
A child that lost its way
A door without a key
A face without a name
I feel like a breath without the air
And every day's the same
since you've gone away
I gotta have a reason to wake up in the morning
You used to be the one that put a smile on my face
There are no words that could describe how I miss you
and I miss you everyday
*~*~*~*~*
I don't own anything related to X-Men or any Daniel Bedingfield songs!
I have a LJ!!!! Please come look! Jen hooked me up with one (Thank you Jen!) and I would love people to come read!
I also got X2- yay! Technically its my brothers but everyone knows I'll watch it the most! The first thing my brother and me noticed when playing it is, you know when Nightcrawler and Storm go to rescue the kids, there is a shot of the kids in the cell before he ports down, and if you look carefully, he's already there!
I shouldn't have to remind you to R+R, but please, please, please, please, please, do!!!
- Kat
*~*~*~*~*
Jean looked around her room one last time, trying to imprint a memory that would last forever. She'd left her posters on the walls, and her ice- skates in the cupboard, it was like a statement- *I will come back*.
She rolled her eyes to hold back the tears. That was one thing she was determined not to do, break down in front of her mother. She would not give her that satisfaction. She could feel Scott come up behind her, and turned round and buried herself deep in his embrace. She stayed there, safe and enclosed by his arms for what felt like forever, and yet, was not long enough.
He looked into her eyes, and traced the outline of her jaw softly,
"Are you ready?"
Jean nodded, not trusting herself to speak, grabbed the handle of her last case and with one last look at the room she had called home for 5 years, shut the door.
*~*~*~*~*
The group on the lawn was silent and morose. Although they teased Jean and Scott, not one member of the institute (not even Rogue) could imagine what life would be like without both of them there.
Jean went past them all, embracing them one by one. Kitty began to cry softly as she hugged her one of her closest friends goodbye.
"You have to like promise to email me, and you have to call us all the time." Jean silently nodded her head; she was determined not to give in to the tears that haunted her. The two girls clung to each other with desperation before Jean withdrew regretfully. As she moved on Kitty buried her head in Kurt's shoulder, and he carefully put his arm around her. Jean smiled and nodded farewell to him, knowing he would understand.
Rogue was next and as she approached the girl scowled and spoke quickly,
"Ah'll miss ya." She hugged her briefly and strode off across the lawn to the mansion. Jean called out after her,
"I'll miss you too."
She hugged Storm fiercely and promised her she'd stay safe. The sky began to darken as a tear slipped down the weather witch's face- soon the sky would open, crying for the girl pulled away from the home she loved.
Jean nearly broke down when Logan hugged her; he showed so rarely a soft side.
"Promise me you'll keep in contact Red, no matter what the dragon says." She gave a little smile and kissed his cheek.
"Of course."
After that was the Professor and then came the best news of the day, for when she said good-bye he replied.
"I shall see you in a month."
"What?" She looked at him in amazement.
"Your mother agrees that checks are needed to make sure your telepathy stays under control. She will, however, let no mutant but me see you." A little of the light in Jean's eyes went out at that, but she was the most hopeful she had been all day.
Now came the hardest, and most painful of all the good byes she had ever had to make. She made her way to where Scott was standing, suddenly at a loss for words,
"You've got my email address and everything haven't you. I'll call as soon as she-bitch leaves me alone." Scott silenced her with a finger on her lips and pulled her close. She closed her eyes, trying to make sure in later months she would recall everything about him, from his unique smell, to the strength in his arms as he held her.
"I love you." He whispered softly in her ear.
"I love you too." It seemed the most natural thing in the world to say and feel. She pressed her lips against his softly, revelling in the new sensations it produced before pulling away softly as tears threatened to sweep over her.
"Don't cry," Scott said softly, "You've been so brave, don't ruin it because me."
She looked up at him, a soft smile playing on his lips and knew that whatever happened in her life she would always love Scott Summers.
"It's so hard." She sniffed.
"Look at me. Whenever you think it's too hard and you can't do it, I want you to think of us," he gestured to the crowd on the lawn, "And remember we are always thinking of you, and praying for you, and wanting you to succeed." He looked into her eyes with a fierce intensity. "Remember us." He handed her a plastic bag.
"You can't open it till you get home."
"Not home," she replied, "This will always be home."
She hugged him once more lingeringly and with one last look at the mansion, she made her way to the car.
"Good bye." She said it softly, but with such emotion everyone there felt it. They waved and she stepped into the car to start a new life.
*~*~*~*~*
The Professor was worried. Shortly after Jean had left Scott had gone out and not returned. It was raining, but he knew that would not stop Scott staying out. He suspected the rain had something to do with Ororo, but had no real way of being sure. He had seen the look on both Scott and Jeans' faces as they left each other, and both seemed empty, somewhat devoid of emotion, as if something had died within them that day. It was not just Scott that was suffering, the whole mansion seemed quiet and despondent, as if not quite sure what to do with themselves.
He hoped Scott was fine, but realised until he came to term with Jean's departure he would indeed be 'soul less'.
*~*~*~*~*
Jean curled up on her chair and slowly opened the plastic bag. Inside hung a small golden heart locket infused with copper so it glowed red in the light. On the front was engraved a perfect miniature bird, flames formed round its wings. A phoenix, she realised. Inside was written a simple message. Forever Yours, Love Scott.
She trembled as she fastened the chain round her neck. A single tear slid down her cheek that echoed the rain pouring down the glass pane.
*~*~*~*~*
It was drizzling slightly but Scott didn't care. He sat in his car on an empty corner and brushed damp hair out of his eyes, as rain ran down his glasses. He felt so empty, like half of him was missing, gone forever. He buried his head in his hands and wished for Jean to come home.
*~*~*~*~*
I feel like a song without the words
A man without a soul
A bird without its wings
A heart without a home
I feel like a knight without a sword
The sky without the sun
cos you are the one
I feel like a ship beneath the waves
A child that lost its way
A door without a key
A face without a name
I feel like a breath without the air
And every day's the same
since you've gone away
I gotta have a reason to wake up in the morning
You used to be the one that put a smile on my face
There are no words that could describe how I miss you
and I miss you everyday
*~*~*~*~*
I don't own anything related to X-Men or any Daniel Bedingfield songs!
I have a LJ!!!! Please come look! Jen hooked me up with one (Thank you Jen!) and I would love people to come read!
I also got X2- yay! Technically its my brothers but everyone knows I'll watch it the most! The first thing my brother and me noticed when playing it is, you know when Nightcrawler and Storm go to rescue the kids, there is a shot of the kids in the cell before he ports down, and if you look carefully, he's already there!
I shouldn't have to remind you to R+R, but please, please, please, please, please, do!!!
- Kat