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Before The Dawn

Despite what Jean may think, Scott Summers had heard her crying, or at least, he finally realised it one night. He had been hearing the sound for some time. In a way it was comforting, because it would always be there. Although the sound caused a twinge in his sleep, it helped to have it there.

Kitty had come in earlier that night crying, because her and Lance had a fight. When Scott heard the sound, he assumed it was that.... Kitty still crying, although when he checked her room, she was fast asleep, and Rogue's bed was empty, the window open. He'd have to tell her about that again in the morning.

Confused, he followed the sound back down the hallway, stopping outside Jeans door. Frowning, he went to the one next to it. Silence. And the one at the other side.... Silence again. Confusion etched onto his face, he slid the door open quietly, and crossed the room to the 'sleeping' figure. There was no indication his girlfriend had heard him come in, until he sat on the edge of her bed and she sat bolt upright.

"Oh Jean..." He whispered, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. He couldn't bear to see her hurting, although he couldn't think of any reason why she should be.

Meet me after dark again and I'll hold you
I am nothing more than to see you there

He held her tight until the tears subsided, and then pulled back slightly, studying her face, trying to see a reason in it.

"Jean.... Honey.... What's wrong?"

"N.... nothing Scott. Nothings wrong. I'm fine."

"No Jean, you're not. You can tell me you know." Worry was etched onto his face, and something Jean saw when she looked at him, made her laugh quietly.

"Its not thing Scott. It's silly." Of course she could tell him, he loved her, and she loved him. If that wasn't incentive enough to believe that her earlier doubts were silly, she didn't know what was. Scott raised his eyebrow.

"Jean?"

"It's okay Scott. I was just..... being silly. I was scared I was going to loose you." Scott's expression went dead-pan. Completely blank.


And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn


"Scott? Say something...."

"Jean.." He replied softly, quietly. "How can you loose me?"

"I.... I thought you didn't love me anymore." She confessed, confused by the look on his face.

"Jean, I never loved you. You can't loose me, because you never had me." Jeans eyes went wide with shock, and fear.

"Scott, you don't mean that.... You don't. Take it back, and stop saying things like that. You're starting to scare me."

"I don't love you Jean. I never did. Just a way to get into the Professors good books, you know. You think I'm in my room all night? For a psychic, you're pretty stupid."

"Scott...."

"Taryn, Jean. I love Taryn."


If only night can hold you where I can see you, my love
Then let me never ever wake again

"Scott.... Don't do this to me. I love you."

"I know.... That was so easy.... I couldn't believe you fell so fast. Taryn said you would, but, well, I had to see for myself."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Taryn's perfect Jean. She doesn't cry into her pillow every night. She KNOWS she's perfect. She doesn't have to pretend. Yes, I know all about your games Jean. You think Duncan's gonna want you after he knows?"

Tears were streaming down the red-heads face. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Scott, why are you being so nasty?"

"I'm just telling you the truth Jean." He smirked and stood up. "Hurts, don't it?"

"Scott?" A muffled voice came from outside. "Scott, c'mon.... We gotta get going.."

"Ill be there in a minute Taryn." He called out of the window. "I gotta go red. My perfect girl's waiting for me."

"Don't do this Scott.... We can...."

"We can what Jean? Work it out? Sit and talk about it? You're so uptight.... You wouldn't do ANYTHING wrong now would you? Taryn understands that you can't always be perfect. You have to be bad sometimes. Cut loose. You wouldn't know anything about that would you?"


And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn


Jean put her hands over her ears.

"Go away Scott.... I don't know what you're taking, but you're scaring me. Go to bed and we'll sort this out with the Professor in the morning. Maybe he can find out what's wrong with you.."

"Its YOU that's got something wrong with them Jean! You try so hard to be perfect, but you're not! You're so FALSE it sickens me! I can't believe I put up with you for this long! Well, I'm outta here.... I'm leaving. With Taryn. We're gonna go to Vegas, maybe get married."

"Don't say things like that Scott.... I love you.."

"And I love Taryn."

"I must be dreaming.." Jean whispered. Scott smirked and leaned in close to her.

"This is it love. I'm out of here.... away from you and your precious Professor. I'm off to enjoy my life. Not look after a bunch of bratty kids, and a girlfriend who's nothing more than a mannequin."


Somehow I know that we can't wake again from this dream
it's not real, but it's ours


Scott slid the window up, climbing out. Once on the ledge, he leaned back in, and blew her a kiss.

"Ill never forget ya red.... best $20 I ever made." And with that, he jumped. At least, it seemed that he had. Jean knew better. She'd wanted him to fall. She'd wanted it so much that she might have given him a little hand out of the window....

 Jumping up, she ran to the window and looked out. No Scott, No Taryn. No nothing.

She glanced at the door as the handle turned, and Scott stepped in, looking worried.

"Are you alright Jean? I heard you screaming...."

"I.... I wasn't.."

"You were.... inside. I can feel it remember?" he sat on the edge of her bed, exactly where 'he' had before. After hesitating, Jean threw herself into his arms.

"You don't hate me for it?"

"Why would I Jean? I love you."

"But Taryn...."

"Taryn's nothing to me. I love You. All of you."


Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn

Jean looked confused.

"Jean, don't try and be so perfect all the time. I love you regardless. You don't have to hide this from me.." He touched her cheek lightly, pulling away with a tear on it. "Even you are allowed to cry. What use am I, if I cant comfort you?" He laughed gently, trying to lighten the situation.

"Scott?"

"Yes Jean?"

"Don't leave me. Stay here tonight. Please?" A smile formed on his face.

"Of course I will. If you need me to."

"I do."

He kissed the top of her head and laid down next to her. All thoughts of the hallucination banished from her mind, Jean laid her head on her Boyfriend's chest, falling asleep almost instantly.

You were right Professor. Scott sent.

I know.

Thank you.


Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn