A TWIST OF FATE
Epilogue
"I am so glad you decided to stay, Jean." Scott said as he lied down on the sand next to her.
"I'm so glad I decided to come to Hawaii. It's so nice down here." She said as she cuddled up next to him.
"Yeah, unfortunately we only have a day left, Until you have to go back to the city."
"About that…" She started, turning to look him in the eyes. "I've decided, with a little help from the Professor, to finish my college courses while living at the mansion."
"Wow, Jean, You don't know how much it relives me to know that you're not leaving."
She shook her head. "No. I'm gonna move back. I just want to be with you Scott, recapture what we had. That's all I want."
"Do you know how good that sounds to me?"
Jean crawled up to him so their faces met mere inches apart. "I hope it sounds perfect."
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking…perfect." He repeated as she lowered down to kiss him.
"Like I just don't get them. Where do they think they get off making out in a public place!" Kitty complained with disgust, hands on her hips.
"I hate to tell you zis Keety but everyvone makes out on ze beach." Kurt said.
"Like, whatever. I'm just happy Jean has finally untangled her complicated life."
"Ja, and I'm just zankful she did it vithout your help."
Kitty looked back to Scott and Jean who were still kissing. "Eeww, like, they really need to get a room for that."
"Zey have a room, Keety." Kurt corrected. "And anyvay ve should be zankful zat zat's all zey are doing."
"Oh, really? You think that's all they're doing?" She questioned with a raise of her eyebrow and a nod towards Scott and Jean.
"Ah, zat's all I vant to zink zey're doing!" He exclaimed Kitty's implication grossing him out.
She crossed her arms. "Kurt, they were married once. Unlike before, they don't have to wait for anything."
Kurt shook his head, fighting away the thoughts. "Somebody help me and drill zese images out of my head." He said, distressed.
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Oh, Calm down, Kurt."
"Calm down?" He repeated. "Do you have any idea of vhat you just put in my head? Zese are images that'll never go avay, zanks to you, zey're scarring."
She sighed and ignored him as she looked around the beach.
"Like, have you seen our Cajun buddy and Rogue?"
He shook his head. "Nein. But I wouldn't be surprised if we find him terrorizing Rouge."
They looked around the beach a while longer before Kurt suggested, "So vhat do you say you and I do a little surfing Keety?"
Kitty took a sip of her lemonade. "Like no way. Do you know how many sharks are in the ocean?"
"Aw c'mon you're just chicken. Cheekin, cheekin, cheekin…" Kurt repeated, taunting her.
"So what if I am?"
"Vell-" Kurt frowned thinking of something to say.
"Like where have you been?" Kitty asked quizzically as Rogue came running onto the beach laughing.
Kitty looked around. "Where's Remy?"
"He just got a taste of his own medicine."
"Vhat did you do?" Kurt asked.
As if answering his question Remy ran unto the beach.
"Dat woman a keeper." He smirked pointing his thumb to Rogue.
Kurt looked Remy up and down. His clothes were tattered and he was a little worse for wear.
"Vhat happened to you?"
"Love." Remy smiled sweetly at Rogue.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Aw Mahn! Ah cannot believe this! One kiss and the guy goes tothattly whacked!"
Kitty glanced at Kurt and raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Like, you kissed him?" She asked Rouge.
Rouge threw up her hands. "Ah'm gonna go get an Ice tea from the beach stand."
"Remy will keep you company petite." He shouted after her.
"Of course you will!" Rogue shouted back at him, already walking towards the dock.
Kitty turned to Kurt again and shrugged. "Hey like at least somebody's vacation is turning out for the better." She sighed glancing at Scott and Jean.
"Mmmm…" Jean sighed as they parted.
"I want to spend a whole lifetime doing this." She said as she kissed him again.
"You know," Scott gasped. "We could always take this up to our hotel room."
Jean glanced at him mischievously. "What about Alex?"
"What about him? He won the championship."
"Yeah but there's still that victory dinner to go to tonight."
"That's dinner. We'll still have time to make it."
"Or we could just stay right here, on the beach." She said sensuously.
"Yeah but what about all the people?" He questioned.
"I don't see anyone else but you." She kissed him briefly; "I love you." She said quietly once they'd parted.
He held her face in his hands as he looked deep in her eyes. "I love you too Jean. And I'm gonna spend a whole lifetime showing it to you."
Scott entwined his fingers in hers as they kissed again.
Warren sighed as he waited in line at the airport. He had decided to take a break from his company and New York. He needed to get out and figure out what he wanted in his life.
He heard his plane called and checked his ticket. He folded up the newspaper and got in the boarding line.
He waited patiently his eyes glancing here and there.
"Excuse me." A young woman said as she accidentally brushed up against him.
Warren turned looking to his right, where the woman was picking up her things that she had dropped.
"Hey let me help you with those." He said stooping down to help her pick up her luggage.
"I'm just so clumsy." She said pulling a strand of purple hair away from her eyes.
"That's not your natural color is it?" He asked as they stood up.
She smiled shyly at the question. "I'm a natural brunette. I just like it this way." She said curling a strand of hair around her finger.
"Well it looks good on you." He complimented.
"Thanks." She blushed.
Hearing her voice, Warren got the impression she was British.
"That's a British accent right?" He asked, almost sure of it.
"Born and raised in England. That's where I'm headed. I'm going back to catch up with my folks."
"It must be nice being able to jet off whenever you want to go visit your family." He said.
"Whenever I get the time yeah. Oh I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. I'm Elizabeth Braddock." She said and held out her hand to him. He shook it.
"Oh well I'm--" He started to reply and introduce himself.
"You're Warren Worthington the Third." She answered.
"Yeah." He nodded. "How'd you know?"
"It's not hard to miss your photo in the papers."
"Yeah. Well I guess Worthington Industries does get a lot of publicity, huh? You know I think I've heard the name Braddock before. Is there a chance at all that I might know your father?"
"It's more likely that you know my brother, Brian."
"Yeah, Brian Braddock, I think I met him once. On one of my business trips."
"It's more than likely."
"If my memory serves me right, He works in law enforcement."
"Well I guess you could say that. He works in a division of law enforcement. He's the captain of his own team."
"Yeah I think I remember him."
"So where are you headed off to?" She asked.
Warren shrugged. "I don't care. Anywhere. It doesn't really matter to me."
"You on a life altering trip?"
"Nah, I'm just trying to figure out where my life is going. What I want in it."
"I see. You just broke up with the love of your life or something like that didn't you?"
"You could say that. I let her go because I realized she didn't truly love me, that she was still in love with her first love, her first husband, her first everything actually." He corrected.
"Yeah those first loves are always hard to get over."
"Sure are." He replied softly.
"Well do you mind if I tag along? That is, if you don't mind accompanying me to England. I could really use the company."
Warren smiled for the first time in hours. "You know what? I'd really like that. It sounds fun."
Elizabeth smiled. "Believe me Mr. Worthington it's more fun than it sounds."
"Please call me Warren."
"Alright Warren, you can call me Betsy."
"Betsy?"
"I was never to keen on Elizabeth. Betsy's my childhood nickname and I prefer it."
"Alright, Betsy. I think I'd like to get to know you a little better." He said.
"You will, if we could ever get through this line."
Warren glanced at her.
"You know what? I have my own private Jet all fueled up and ready to go. What do you say we fly that up to England?"
"It sure beats the hell out of waiting in line. Although I've never flown in a private jet before."
"Oh trust me it's a lot more fun than it seems." Warren said taking her luggage for her.
"Since you're getting over a breakup I'll try make you feel any better. I know a few good jokes." Betsy said following him out of the airport.
"If it's any consolation. You kinda already have."
Yay! Last Chapter! It's completed! I sure hope youliked it all!
See I told ya Warren would get his happy ending! Didn't I? You bet I promised! Oh and all u spin-off fans can wait a while longer, I have no plans as of present to continue on the Psylocke/Warren story. It's not because I don't like them as a couple or separately I do, they're perfect together! I just have no plans to continue as of late. But maybe some day.
I do however have plans to write another Jott fic, in fact I'm in the middle of it right now, but I'vecaught a lack of musefor it lately, which is why I've come back to revise this. The Jott fic I am currently working on, will focus on their early relationship and hopefully continue on to marriage, but I dunno all the fine print yet, I've only begun it, and I've decided that it will have a sequal so eveyrthing's still kinda in the drafting process right now.
Anyway I'm satisfied with this fic, I sure hopeyou are too!
So please review! Leave your comments! Let me know! Well leave your thoughts, I'll be off working on that Jott/LoRo/Romy project of mine...
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