A Battle of Conscience

Disclaimer:  I don't own these characters.  Marvel does.

Rated R for swearing and sexual situations.

Chapter 2


"So how are you this afternoon?" Logan asked, peering around the door of the med lab.  Dammit, she's not alone.  Jean sat at the bench with Kitty.  She had returned to the med lab after her unhappy conversation with her fiancé.

"I'm fine.  Now put that serum into the test tube."

Kitty did as she was told. "Hi Logan."

"Hey kid.  Whatcha up to?"

"Blood typing.  It's a really interesting project…"

"I see.  Not interested in joining your friends in their espionage?"

"Umm…"

"Kitty was just leaving them when she sought me out.  She's more mature than that."

"Yeah, they looked like fools peering over one another into his office."

"Yeah, they're immature," Kitty laughed nervously.

"She was giving them quite a show.  They didn't even see me go by."

"What kind of a show?!" Jean demanded.

"Ah, it was mostly for the kids.  Scooter was too interested in his papers. Leave it to Scooter to pay more attention to papers than a beautiful woman on his desk."

"He had best not be paying attention to any beautiful woman on his desk besides me."

"Duly noted."

"What was she doing?"

"Arching her back, bending over, you know, typical seduction stuff," he laughed. 

"Are you trying to make me mad?"

"No."  Logan sat closer to Jean.  "But if you need anyone to talk to…" He put his hand on her shoulder.

At that moment, Scott walked into the med lab. 

"Hi Mr. Summers!" Kitty announced.

"Jean, I…uh…hi…"

"Scooter."

"Hi honey," Jean got up.  Scott's face remained hard. "Is your meeting over?"

"Yes."

There was an awkward silence.  Kitty looked from one adult to the next.  At that moment, Emma walked into the med lab. 

"Ooooh.  Am I interrupting something?"

"No," Jean replied quickly.  Scott sat on a stool, sulking and Logan grinned.  "What can I do for you?"

"I have this cut…" she lifted her already short skirt. "You're paperweight nabbed me, Scott."

"Ok.  That's not a very deep cut," Jean said as she examined it.  Logan's eyes bugged out of his head.  Emma was showing a lot of leg, and Jean was about to touch it. 

Jean heard him project this.  "Kitty, what steps should I follow to prevent infection?"

"Clean the wound with soap and water, then peroxide, then put on some ointment, and cover it."

"Good.  Why don't you take care of Ms. Frost.  You know what you're doing."

Dammit, Logan thought.  Emma smiled at him. 

Jean had heard the thought as well.  "Kitty, take her into the back room."

Kitty led Emma into one of the side rooms.  Emma wasn't pleased.  She had wanted Scott(and Logan for that matter) to look at her leg the whole time. 

"Well, I'll get going," Logan began, heading for the door.

"Bye."

He exited, leaving Jean and Scott alone. 

"So…" Jean started. 

"What was going on in her before I came in here?"

"Nothing.  We were just talking."

"He was touching you."

"He had just put his hand on my shoulder.  It was a gesture."

"But…"

"Kitty was sitting right there, Scott."

"I don't trust him."

"And I don't trust her."

"Do you trust me?  You didn't seem to."

"Yes. I do.  I was just mad.  You get mad about Logan even though you claim to trust me…"

"I do."

"I know.  I know its just instinct to be upset by that sight.  I know.  So I was upset earlier, and you're mad now."

Jean crossed the room to Scott and sat beside him.  Gently, she took his hand and stroked it. 

"I'm sorry I got accusatory about Emma.  I trust you.  I had just overheard a conversation between some of the students and…"

"What students?  What did they say?"

Jean laughed.  It seemed funny now.  "It amounted to Jubilee saying 'she so wants to fuck him, and her, Bobby and Jamie trying to track her down and prove it.  There were eavesdropping outside you office."

"Oh God.  She was being bad.  They probably think they're right for sure."

"So they're right."

"No."

"Yeah, they are.  She was trying to seduce you."

"Yeah.  Just like Logan's trying to get you."
"Yes."

"But we're not taking the bait."

Jean scooted onto his lap. He brushed her long, red hair out of her face, and put his arms around her waist.  She nuzzled her head against his.

**I love you**

**I love you, too**

**Did you like the way I pawned Emma off on Kitty?**

**Very sly**

**Yeah, she was thrilled at the opportunity.  So it didn't seem as much like I just didn't want to do it**

Scott chuckled and hugger her tighter.  **Do you think she noticed?**

**I'm sure.  She's a telepath too.  I could hear Logan's thoughts, and I bet she could too, and he really  wanted to see me do it**

**Yeah.  He wasn't as thrilled when you nominated Kitty**

**Jailbait**

**That doesn't seem to bother him with Rogue**

Emma and Kitty left the side room.  Emma gave a fake smile, hiding her displeasure at seeing Jean nestled on Scott's lap.  "Your student is very good," she praised, heading for the door.  "See you tomorrow."

"She is really annoying and up to no good," Kitty announced as soon as she was sure Emma was gone. 

"How so?" Jean sat up, remaining on Scott's lap.

"She was drilling me.  'How long have Mr. Summers and Dr. Grey been engaged?' 'Two months' 'Have they been together for a long time?' 'Forever' 'What's forever?' 'Well, before I got here and I've been here for 4 years' 'And how old are you?' '16' and so on.  She got increasingly personal and prying like, 'does Wolverine always look at Dr. Grey like that?' 'I guess' 'Does he always touch her like that?' 'I guess' 'Do you think they do anything else?'  'No, I don't think so'.  At this point I was getting pretty uncomfortable.  Like she's  teacher and she's cattier than Jubes.  Then she like asked me why I thought you wouldn't cheat on him, and I just said I thought you guys love each other too much, but I really didn't want to be answering that…its just one of those things you shouldn't have to answer because she shouldn't be asking.  I mean, its not right.  She was essentially asking if she thought she had any chance in trying to do what Logan tries to do…"

**This isn't good, Scott**

**I thought you trusted me**

**I do.  But Kitty's right.  That woman is really up to something if she'll ask these things of a student**

**Yeah, that was out of line**

"…Jubes was right.  She just wants to fuck you.  She has no conscience."

"Kitty, calm down," Jean guided, standing up. 

"I tried to not give her anything to work with." 

"That's good.  That's the truth.  I love Jean," Scott piped in.  "I wouldn't think about cheating on her."

Jean bit her lip.  She had been attracted to Logan.  She couldn't avoid it.  It was a primal urge of sorts.  But she had fought it.  She loved Scott too much.  Scott knew all of it.  So did Logan.  He knew he would never have her, but he still loved the fun of trying."

"Kitty," Jean began. "Scott and I have a connection that she wouldn't even understand.  It's more than love."

"I'm just worried.  Not all the students will see the trouble in her like I did.  They might get other ideas."

"Well, we'll just have to deal with that if you didn't discuss this with any of them."

"Of course, Dr. Grey.  May I do some more work tomorrow?"

"Certainly."

"Goodnight Dr. Grey, goodnight Mr. Summers," Kitty grabbed her backpack and walked out, right through the wall.

"She's nervous.  She usually tries to seem normal and use the door."

Jean shook her head and leaned on the table with her hands.  Scott came up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, rubbing them gently.  Slowly, he stood up and pulled her against him, and just held her.  He leaned down and kissed the top of his head.  Jean turned around and looked up at him.  She could see his concern despite the dark ruby glasses.  His face was creased with worry.  Jean reached her hand up in his hair.  As her fingers brushed his ear he moaned.  Softly she traced the edge of his ear and he sighed contentedly, pulling her closer.  Through their mind link she could sense that he was still upset, and so was she, but wanted more than anything to just be with her.  Leaning down, he kissed her, gently at first, but growing more passionate. He scooped his hands under her bottom and picked her up, her legs wrapped around him.  He headed for the door.

**No, we can't continue this in the hall**

**Why not?**

**Students..might..see..uss..not…right…** she thought between kisses. 

Reluctantly, Scott put her down.  He grinned wickedly at her. 

**I'll race you upstairs**

And they took off.


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