A TWIST OF FATE
Chapter Eleven
"Jean is everything all right?" Jean looked up at the sound of Ororo's voice.
Ororo walked into the living room where Jean was already sitting on the couch.
"Are you alright?" She asked Jean as she examined her.
"No. I'm not." Jean answered bluntly.
Ororo took a seat next to Jean. "What's wrong? Anything I can be helpful with?"
"I don't know. About a thousand different things are wrong. I'm just feeling so confused right now."
Jean's right hand had been curled in a fist the entire time, Ororo glanced down and noticed her cut, lightly bleeding.
"That doesn't look good." She commented.
Jean rose her eyebrows and glanced at her palm. She had tied a wrap around it to suppress the bleeding.
"I kinda lost my temper." She explained as she opened her hand to let Ororo carefully finger over the wound.
She flinched as Ororo proceeded to untie the wrap.
"You know I used to be so good at controlling my emotions. Now everything is tumbling around me." She continued.
"It's not that bad Jean, everyone in sometime of their life has to go through something similar to what you are."
"Maybe similar but not the same."
Ororo looked over the wound. "I think you'll just need some iodine and antiseptic. And maybe a clean bandage."
She carefully let go of Jean's hand. "I'll be back in a moment."
Jean smiled. "Thanks."
"You're welcome Jean."
Ororo arrived shortly carrying a silver tray of first aid equipment. She set it down on the coffee table as she looked over Jean's hand.
"So do you care to explain what happened?"
"I would if I knew how too. But I don't think you can put into words what I'm feeling."
"Well maybe it'll help if you try."
Jean sighed. "This whole vacation all I've been doing is just rehashing all of my demons, I mean Rachel's death, Problems between Scott and I, and now I'm forced to have to rethink my future."
"You mean your marriage to Warren?" Ororo asked.
"Yes. But it's not just that. I mean I have to face my feelings. The thing is, I thought I had moved on, you know, moved past my last year here at the institute. But the truth was, I had only left everything behind, it didn't change anything. I mean I hadn't let go of my baby's death. I just realized that the reason why I wasn't letting her go is because I wanted to cushion myself. I built up all these barriers to make it easier to live with the impact of her death. I knew the blow would be hard, I anticipated it. But somewhere subconsciously I knew it would be too much for me to bare. So I cushioned myself in hopes that when I finally let her go, the pain would be so much easier to bear. But the pain is still there and after almost three years, I'm only now finally realizing the reality of it. There's just this stone cold finality of death isn't there? It's something so firm and final…I had a baby, I had a baby, Ororo…I—"
Jean struggled to finish but she was finding herself overwhelmed with tears. "I'm sorry." She managed to choke out, apologizing for letting her emotions show.
"Don't be. It's okay."
Jean wiped the tears from her eyes.
"I know, but- but I just keep thinking that my baby is gone. I mean she's gone and there's no hope because-because she's not coming back. And it makes me so mad to just keep thinking of what was taken from me. I understand that she died and that she was never meant to live, I understand that, and somewhere inside me it gives me comfort. But I can't help but just keep thinking that I'll never see her again. I'll never be able to hold her hand again or to sing to her. I was there when she died, I watched as my daughter died and could do nothing about it. The pain that comes when you realize that with all the power you possess, you can't do anything, you can only wait for the inevitable to happen, it hurts. Her death left a hole in my heart and I can't help but feel it with anger and I don't want to, I don't want to."
Ororo sighed and let go of Jean's hand as she finished wrapping it.
"I don't know if I can comfort you here, Jean. I cannot understand the pain of losing a child. But to be so young as you were, to hold so many hopes and have them all shattered in one moment, I can hardly bear to imagine it. But you've been through it, all I can tell you is that I don't think anything you can say or do is going to get you past this. You'll never understand it completely. But you've survived it, and I think you should take some consolation in that."
"But it's not just Rachel, it's not just her death. I was out in the gardens earlier, just talking to her, and Scott came out and we argued a little, we talked, he helped me realize that I was holding onto our daughter and so many other things. The truth is, what I thought my life was…it just isn't. I just fooled myself in believing my life was something that it wasn't. I was lying to myself the whole time."
"Jean, pain and anguish can do so many different things to people."
"It's destroyed my life, Ororo."
"That's not true. Jean, you have overcome so much already. You just have to help yourself to see that life is still worth living."
"But how can I do that when I just keep making my life more complicated?"
"I don't think it's that complicated."
"But you don't know my life Ororo. My life in the city isn't what it was here. It's not that simple. I came here hoping for a vacation, hoping for a release. But what I got was a revelation of unrequited feelings. Feelings I thought long ago, dead. Now I don't know what to do. I love Warren and I loved Scott, but my life isn't what it was when I had loved him, I don't know how to go back to that."
"Do you want to go back to that?"
Jean shook her head. "I thought I didn't. I truly, with all my heart, want to marry Warren."
"If that's what you truly want, than I think you did the right thing."
"I don't know if I did. Tonight, I yelled at Scott. I tried desperately, but I was so angry. I couldn't control my temper. I don't know what happened. I just…I felt so many emotions that I didn't know existed, I didn't think I was capable of. I felt so much anger…so much hurt. I lashed out at him, …I felt fire in my veins….I had never felt that way before. I hurting so much from the pain that I just wanted someone to blame my hurt on. I made it clear to him that it was over, that things wouldn't be the same between us. I denied it, I denied my feelings for him by saying they meant nothing. I knew he was hurt. But what I said wasn't true, I denied my feelings for him right in front of his face, when it's completely the opposite. My feelings for Scott are so strong, I can't be rid of them. It's overwhelming the love I feel for him, it runs in my blood. I don't know what to do…Everything is such a mess."
She sighed deeply but than continued talking.
"If I would have just stayed here years ago, things wouldn't be this way. It would all be normal. For all I know it might even hurt a lot less. I don't know why I just couldn't move on and love Warren instead of Scott. I keep asking myself why I can't. I still don't have an answer." She looked to the ground, distressed.
"Well, Jean, sometimes it's hard to put your feelings aside for someone."
"I know, I understand that. But why is it so hard for me to put my feelings aside for Scott and move on?"
"Maybe it was just meant to be this way. Maybe you can't put your feeling's aside, because you two belong together."
"I don't follow…"
Ororo tried to explain,
"It's quite possible that you never really loved Warren. Maybe subconsciously, you were trying so hard to run away from all that you were feeling that you forced yourself to love Warren. You wanted so badly to forget everything that happened to you because it had been a very traumatic experience. So you bottled up all the feelings you had towards Scott and unknowingly put them all on Warren. Scott was a constant reminder of all you had been through and all you had lost. So, in trying to escape that reality that you so desperately wanted to forget, you forced yourself to believe that all you felt for Scott, you felt for Warren."
She finished and Jean nodded. "I understand now. Maybe that's what I did, I don't know. What I do know is that it hurts, it hurts so bad."
She turned her head toward her feet and stared at the ground, her hair falling across her face. Ororo placed her hand unto Jean's.
"Do you know what it is inside you that hurts so much? It's love, Jean. Love is the strongest force in the world and when you block it, it causes pain. It is during times like this that it seems the only way to be rid of the hurt and the pain is to kill the love, but by doing so, by killing the love, you kill a part of yourself."
"So what can I do to make it go away?" She questioned.
"I don't know Jean, I can't decide that for you. You came here thinking that you had put your past behind you, but as you said, you came here and were forced to face your demons. Your unresolved past was threatening your future and it took a lot of courage and strength to be able to do what you did."
"So if it's not my past that's hurting me so much what is it?"
"The only way to make the pain go away without losing yourself is to acknowledge your feelings and to act on them. Maybe it isn't love for Scott, but I think maybe your feelings for Scott are just strong enough, that even over time it still remains. Sometimes when you feel something so strongly, it won't ever go away."
"Okay, but if I'm doing what you say I'm doing. That would mean I'm hiding from my own feelings. Why would I do that?" She asked, doubtful.
"I can't say Jean. Maybe you were protecting yourself from your past. Maybe Scott was too much of a constant reminder of all you had to experience, of everything you had lost. Maybe you were just scared."
"Scared?" She asked raising her eyebrows in confusion.
Ororo nodded. "Mm-hm. Scared because you didn't want to lose him."
Jean bit her lip, her eyes still fallen to the floor. Ororo waited patiently as she thought that over for a moment.
Finally she looked up, and brushed away strands of her hair.
"You know, I think you're right. I really needed to hear that. Now I know what I have to do."
"I'm glad I could help you, Jean."
"You helped me more than you'll ever know. I still have issues with myself that I still have to work out, but at least now I know how I want to spend the rest of my life."
Jean's mood and expression changed as a thought ran through her head.
"Speaking of men, I still can't believe your dating Logan. Isn't he, oh I don't know, a little ruff?"
Ororo smiled; glad to be talking about pleasant subjects for a change.
"You know you might not believe this, but Logan has a sweet romantic side to him."
"Really?"
She nodded. "Yeah. Although he lacks experience. But he tries hard. The other day he took me on a picnic, he packed the lunch all by himself, It consisted of beer and beef jerky."
Ororo smiled and Jean laughed.
"Sounds like Logan."
"Well then, after that," Ororo continued. "We took a motorcycle ride. I prefer flying, but biking isn't that bad."
"You know, I just can't picture you on a motorcycle, Ororo."
She shrugged. "Well if you think that's funny, than you haven't seen Logan in a penguin suit."
Jean chuckled. "Now that is something I'd pay to see."
Ororo agreed with her. "Yeah. But he's trying."
"Sounds like you two are pretty serious. How does he feel?"
She shook her head. "I don't know, really. We don't talk about it. We're just friends…with benefits."
"So are you serious about him?" Jean asked.
Ororo nodded. "Yes, I really am. He makes me happy."
"Hey my Sunflower, I got somethin' for ya." Logan's gruff voice said as he walked into the room.
"Well speak of the devil." Ororo giggled.
"Hope you two ladies weren't talkin' too harshly 'bout me." He said as he stood behind Ororo.
"We wouldn't do that, would we, Jean?" Ororo asked playfully with a wink.
Jean shook her head.
Logan reached over the couch and handed Ororo a helmet.
"What is this for?" She asked curiously, looking to the helmet and back to him.
"Well I was on my way back from takin' a ride, and I passed by a Harley-Davidson store and since ya enjoyed riden' so much the other day, I bought ya' yer own bike."
Ororo feigned a smile. "Oh, Logan, you didn't have to."
"Ah, it was nothin' darlin'. Just a gift fer ya.'"
"No. I mean you really, really didn't have to." She said, staring at the helmet.
"Well what are ya waitin' for? Come on let's go try it out." Logan said trying to rush her out the door.
Ororo flashed Jean a weak smile before heading out the door.
"Have fun." Jean said quietly as she giggled. Poor Ororo.
"There you are." Warren walked into the livingroom.
Jean hadn't heard him caught up in her thoughts.
"Jean?" He repeated.
She looked up but still somewhat distracted. "Hi…Warren."
"Yeah, the weather has been cleared to fly, so the pilot's fueling up the jet. So uh, it should be ready to fly within the hour."
"Okay." She nodded but her thoughts were still elsewhere.
Warren slid his hands in his pockets, something obviously bothering him.
"Jean, can we-I have to talk to you." He said sitting down next to her.
"What is it? What's on your mind?" She asked, concerned.
"Well I've been thinking…I've been thinking alot."
She nodded. So had she.
"And I can't help but come to the conclusion that I think you're holding out on me."
She frowned. "Holding out on you how?"
"I think you know. I mean I've had a great time this weekend, but I can't help but feel that you're not totally with me."
"What do you mean?"
"I know that you keep telling me that nothing has or is going on between you and Scott. And I have no reason to not believe you. But I've just been picking up on little things that tell me otherwise. I mean I know you and Scott haven't gotten along very well this week, but when I see you two together, I feel like I'm an intruder on two people's romantic getaway, because that's just the way it feel to me. And it's not your fault, You can't help it. But all the chemistry between you two is still there. I can notice it."
"Look, I'm sorry you feel that way Warren, but I can't help that. I mean Scott and I-"
"-You don't have to explain anything Jean. But you didn't see the way he looked at you. I mean no one can see his eyes, but his face says it all. When your back is turned, he's watching you, you fascinate him, Jean. It's not just that, it's also so much more than that."
"Wait, Warren, what are you saying?"
"Look, I've just been thinking over a lot of things, things that I've heard from Logan and things I've been able to see with my own eyes. And I trust you, I do, and I have no reason to doubt you, but I think that you don't completely see it, you don't know the extent of your feelings. I mean, you've told me you have nothing going on with Scott, and I trust that. But I think that you don't trust that. What I'm trying to say is that maybe we're doing something wrong here."
"You mean by getting married?" She quizzed.
He nodded. "Yes by getting married. Don't misunderstand me, I love you more than anything. But I can't marry you knowing that you love Scott. I can't compete with those feelings. I don't want to know that your love for me won't always be true. If we were to get married you wouldn't be truly happy. And I don't want to be that person that was holding you back, that was keeping you from true happiness. This was a hard decision for me to make, and believe me, I didn't want to make it. But I think this is a mistake and we should end it know before it goes any further. It just can't happen. I'm sorry Jean, but this is how I feel it needs to be."
Jean was shocked, she hadn't been expecting for him to breakup with her.
"I know, I was thinking that too. I don't think that this is meant to be. I'm sorry for not being completely honest with you. Maybe if I had told you about my feelings for Scott earlier, we could have avoided all this. But the truth is I was hurting myself because I didn't know how I felt."
"Yeah, I understand that." Warren said. "I love you and I want you to be happy. And you're happy here with Scott and I stand behind that all the way. I mean I know you and Scott have so many things to work through, but if we do this, than I'm just one less obstacle in your way."
She shook her head, disagreeing. "No, Warren you were never in my way. In fact I forced myself into believing that you are what I wanted. And I'm not saying I don't. I mean if it had been under any different circumstances, than who knows? I'm sure something would have happened between us. But I realize now, that what Scott and I have is something that even I can't fight. I mean it's not what I thought it was, it's so much more than that."
"I know, Logan told me. I just felt that this was something that I couldn't mess with. I know you love me, I truly believe that. But the truth is you love me as much as you're capable of loving me. You're in love with Scott. You'll always love him, and as much as you convinced yourself that you did, you never stopped loving him."
Jean just shook her head absorbing everything he had said, he truly did understand. "Warren you are such an incredible man, an amazing friend, I wish so bad that you would have gotten what you wanted."
She kissed him softly on the lips. "But I know deep in my heart that you will, one day, and when you find that special someone you're gonna need this."
She took off her ring and placed it in Warren's hand, folding his fingers around it.
"I don't know what else to say, except I know this was hard for you. It's not easy letting go, believe me I realize that. And the fact that you're doing this for my happiness is more than I can ever thank you for."
He shrugged. "You don't have to thank me. Deep down in my gut I knew it all along. And I finally realized with everything going on, that I couldn't keep stringing you into a life that you neither want nor will be happy with. I just want you to be happy, that's all the satisfaction I need."
"I don't want this to come between us Warren. I really value our friendship."
"So do I, Jean."
Jean softly embraced him in a hug. Warren hugged her back.
He glanced to the clock, "Hey, don't you have somewhere to be?"
Jean looked at her watch. "Oh yeah, I gotta go!"
"You should get there just in time to watch the plane fly off. You better hurry." Warren said.
"Thank you Warren. Thank you so much." Jean briefly hugged him again.
He watched as she quickly left the room.
"Ya know, you did a brave thing kid." Warren turned at the sound of Logan's voice.
He had walked in the room just as Jean had ran out.
"You heard all that?" Warren asked his gaze still fixated on the hallway where Jean had been.
"Nope, didn't need ta. I know what ya did."
Warren turned to look at him. "I guess I have you to thank, I mean I was ready to walk into a big mistake."
"It takes a helluva brave kid ta do what ya did."
"If I was so brave than why do I feel like a coward for backing out on it?" He asked.
"It's never easy ta let go. But ya did the right thing."
"I know, I did. I just wish I could feel more satisfied." Warren said as he quietly walked out of the room.
"Hey man vake up zey're boarding our plane." Kurt shrugged Scott on his shoulder.
"Huh?" He groused as Kurt roused him from his state of light sleep.
"C'mon our plane is boarding." The fuzzy elf repeated.
"Oh right, right." He said getting up from his seat.
"Mahn! It's about time! I was getting' cramps just sittin' on those cheap plastic things they call chairs." Rogue complained smoothing out her pants.
"Don't worry petite, Remy will keep you comfortable the whole way to Hawaii."
"Yay. See mah expression," Rogue said turning to him. "Ah can hardly hide mah enthusiasm."
"Like cheer up Rogue, we're flying first class the whole way there."
"Ja, at de Professor's account. Man is he gonna be sorry vhen his bank account's viped clean." Kurt chuckled. "I can't vait to spend ze vest of vacation in Havaii!"
Scott followed the others as they talked about how they'd spend the rest of the vacation sunbathing on the beach.
He slung his suitcase over his shoulder and slid his right hand in his pocket. He was caught by surprise, he had totally forgotten about the ring he still carried with him.
He fingered the case and pulled it out. He glanced at it as he twirled it around in his hand before opening the lid.
It was beautiful the way it sparkled and shone, as it caught the light's rays. It had been so perfect for Jean.
He shielded the case with his hand as they walked out the double doors and into the rain.
"Prepare to get vet!" Kurt shouted as Kitty, Rogue and Remy ran to get in the plane.
Scott was about to pocket the small case and board the plane, when he heard a woman yelling behind him.
"Scott!" Jean shouted as she caught him on the plane's landing steps.
He turned around surprised to hear his name. "Jean?" He asked himself softly.
"Wait…" He shouted as he shoved passed the attendant who was trying to close the plane door behind him.
"Sir…please take your seat we'll be lifting off in less than a minute." She commanded.
"Wait okay? Just hold the plane." He suggested.
"Sir…please take a seat the plane has been delayed long enough."
"Please it'll only take a second." He pleaded.
"Sir you're letting the rain in-
"- Just give me a minute…" He shouted as he pushed passed her and ran down the steps onto the rainy runway.
"What's he doin'? Is he crazy?" Rouge asked crowding the window near Kitty, Remy and Kurt. Most of the passengers were looking out their windows trying to get a glimpse at the man who was trying to delay the plane further.
"It's Jean." Kitty replied staring out the window.
"Ja it is. Vell I zink it is. It's hard to tell vith zis veather."
"Of course it's her Kurt, who else could have that bright of hair?" Rouge asked as the three took a second to look at her, than quickly returned to watching out the window.
"Scott…I'm glad I caught you." Jean shouted gasping for breath.
"Jean what's the matter, the plane's about to take off!"
Scott said motioning to the aircraft behind him a little angrily. He had fisted his right hand shielding the ring case from plain view.
"Is there an emergency at the mansion or something, I'm sure Xavier would have called me--"
She shook her head. "No it's nothing like that."
He frowned, "Than what is it?"
"We need to talk." She answered.
He shook his head in disbelief. "Now? Jean this is not the time, besides haven't we talked enough? I mean after our last encounter are you sure it's safe?"
Jean could tell he was irritated and just disregarded his last comment.
"I'm sorry about that Scott I really am." She apologized for her earlier behavior.
"Well it did more damage to you than it did to me!" He shouted as he stopped walking towards her, leaving them about a foot apart.
"Look, Scott I've done some thinking…"
"What else is new?" He answered dryly.
"Would you please just listen to me for a moment?" She said, tired of his remarks.
"Whatever you have to say…say it fast… I don't have that much time."
"I know…I know…But I am here to tell you something."
"It can't wait?" He asked, not thinking of it as important. The last he heard, she was running off into the sunset with Warren, there was no place for him there.
"No. It can't." She said firmly.
"Look Jean…what was said was said. Let's leave it at that. I'm out of your life now…and your future."
"That's what I came to talk to you about."
Scott shook his head and swayed to the side. "Oh, lemme guess…you and Warren eloped…am I right?"
"Please don't be this way, Scott. That's not it."
"Than what is it?"
"If you'd quite talking and just let me tell you…"
Jean paused as Scott folded his arms and stood still. She caught his looking glance as he said quietly,
"Go ahead."
"Look…Warren and I…we're not together anymore."
Scott chuckled within himself. "He heard about us…huh? That night?"
She shook her head. "No…it wasn't him…it was me." Jean sighed before continuing.
She had to shout over the sound of the plane's engines blaring and the rain pounding on the ground, not to mention the few feet that separated them.
"Look…even after we talked…before you left…something didn't feel right. I did some thinking…I talked to Ororo and… I realized that I wasn't really happy with the way I had left things in my life."
Scott sighed and rolled his eyes behind his glasses, this wasn't something he didn't already know.
"Look Jean…is there a point to all this?"
"Just let me finish."
Scott held up his palm and motioned for her to stop speaking. He couldn't hear anymore of what she was saying.
"Alright…look…don't you think this is hard enough on me already? I gotta go…" He said turning and starting to walk back towards the plane.
"Scott please—Please don't walk away." She wasn't getting through to him.
He stopped forcefully and turned to her. "Why shouldn't I walk away? What is wrong with that? You did it. You walked away from our entire life. You walked away from your past, from your future, from our marriage, from me! How can you tell me not to walk away, how can you tell me that!"
"I'm sorry." She said feebly, but she was sure he didn't hear her.
"I'm out of your life, Jean!" He continued, "You're out of my life! We have no future together! That's what you wanted…that's what you got!" He shouted.
"But that's not what I want! It's not what I want! That's what I'm trying to tell you!"
Scott shook his head in disbelief, and turned his back to her.
He walked to the plane and Jean watched as he threw something onto the wet ground.
"Scott, please! Don't just turn and walk away…Don't just walk away!" She shouted after him.
If he heard her he was being ignorant.
She walked the few paces it took to examine the item on the ground.
She knew exactly what it was for only the second it took for her to glance at it. She had seen it many times before. She picked it up and fisted her right hand tucking the case in place and away from the rain.
"You were right…I am running away." She shouted to him after stepping up from the ground. She didn't care who heard them.
She was tugging at her last hope of getting his attention. He must've heard her because he stopped dead in his tracks and turned around.
She took this as her invitation to continue,
"But it's not because I want to forget you…or our past…or anything like that. The truth is… I'm scared."
She noticed Scott tilt his head in curiosity at what she was saying. He stayed still so she took the opportunity to walk closer to him so she wouldn't have to shout as much. Her voice became lower as she neared him.
"I'm frightened of becoming close to you again. After what happened to us, I'm afraid that I'll get close to you and I'll lose you…not like before…but that I'll lose you forever, that I'll lose you the way we lost our baby."
She struggled to find the words she was feeling.
"I'm afraid to love you. I don't want to love you to just to turn around and lose you. I mean I loved our daughter so much…and I lost her too soon…And damn it! It hurt so bad…it was so painful. I don't want to feel like that again…to hurt in that way…to be in that much pain. And I know that—I know that the only blow I cannot bear would be if I ever lost you. And I think if I keep my distance it won't hurt so much when the day comes that I do lose you…and I do have to feel that pain. I want to be with you…but I'm afraid of the pain loving you will bring."
Jean finished and waited for his reply.
She analyzed his composure. She could see her reflection on the lenses of his rain smudged glasses. She looked away as lines of rain poured down his lenses washing it away.
Scott ran a hand through the wet bangs that stuck to his forehead and pulled them back just to have them fall loosely to the front again.
He turned his gaze to look at her.
She could sense his gaze locked upon her face even though she couldn't see his eyes. Time seemed to slow down for her as she waited for his reply. Finally he spoke up.
"So…what are you saying?" She knew Scott believed everything she said but was still a little doubtful.
"I told Warren how I felt…and he understood…he let me go. Something that I couldn't do to you."
He believed her than, and something inside of him broke.
"Jean…I don't want this to be the end. I know that I screwed things up before… But you can't say that I'm a man who cannot learn or that I'm a man who cannot change. Because I can…I will, whatever you want. I believe in destiny, and I believe with all my heart and all my soul, that it's our destiny, yours and mine, to be together."
Jean looked at him as tears rolled from her eyes and she says in a small voice,
"So do I."
He looked stunned and overwhelmed; "Say that again?"
Her face bore a smile as she wipes away tears. "I love you… I have always loved you, and I always will."
She unveiled the velvet case from her hand. She opened the lid exposing the diamond tucked safely away inside.
"I think you dropped this." She said sniffling, a short smile creeping it's way onto her tear-ridden face.
Scott's eyes fixated on the diamond and than turned up to look at Jean. He swallowed hard as he tried to suppress his emotions.
"There's nothing more I want in this world, than to be married to you. Than to marry you again." She corrected.
"Does this mean you're… you're…saying yes?" He managed to choke out.
Jean smiled and nodded as she pulled out the ring and handed it to him. With a shaky hand he placed it on her finger.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Oh yes, yes, yes…" She said repeatedly kissing him on the lips after each yes.
Hope that was as satisfying an ending to you Jott luvrs, as it was for me. I just felt so satisfied and relieved to write it!
The way I see Warren, is I didn't want to make him look like one of those 'totally in love with the girl, but totally oblivious to her feelings', type. So in other words, I think Warren is smart and the way I see him is, that because of his talk with Logan, he realizes that Jean is still in love with Scott. Even if she doesn't realize it. I also wanted to hint in places that Warren realized Jean's feelings before she did, and he kept in mind full well her history and he began to have doubts about it. I mean unlike those prototypes I described earlier, I think he would pick up on that. Because that's the kinda person I see him to be.
Plus it wouldn't feel right to me to have Jean realize her feelings for Scott and than tell Warren and break everything off with him. That just seems to cliché to me and I think Warren as a character in this story, deserves better. So I hope he came across to you, as the guy I tried to make him out to be. The strong one, the guy who's strong and brave enough to let the girl he loves, go.
As much as I like Jean/Warren, Warren's only a second place to Scott. Cause everyone knows when it comes to S/J 's relationships Jott rules! And always will!
Anyway I promiseyou Warren will get his well deserved happy ending! So tune in for the Epilouge. So click once more and see how it all ends!