Hey guys!!! Back for another chapter. I have a small confession to make. The note in the previous chapter, wasn't really for this story, but it accidentally got posted when I was trying to do it for my other story on fictionpress.net. Anyway, please enjoy the chapter. I worked hard on it.
Just to let you know. I also appoligise about not updating for a while. I have so many horrible classes this year at school, and they are making me super busy. Anyways, Enjoy more to come soon. I hope!!
*means telepathic thoughts*
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Scott and Jean were out walking on the grounds of the institute. Scott hadn't realized that Jean hadn't eaten her sandwich he made for her because she had taken it into the bathroom with her. After walking around the entire perimeter twice, Jean was looking a bit tired.
"Jean, why don't you sit for a minute. You look a bit tired."
"I'm fine Scott. Don't worry about it."
"But..."
"Just drop it Scott." Jean said forcefully.
Raising his hands in defeat, he continued to walk with Jean. He kind of felt that her needed to just be there for her right now.
"Do you want to go out for a run? I really need to just clear my head for a while." Jean asked.
"I'm not really wearing the right clothes to run in Jean. If you come back up to the mansion with me, I'll change and go out with you."
"Sure, but I really don't want to come inside with you. How about I just wait by the tennis courts for you OK?" Jean asked.
"Sure. I'll be right back."
"K"
A few minutes later Scott came back out with a water bottle and shorts and a T-shirt on.
"Ready to go? Are you sure you can run in that?" Scott asked Jean as he caught up with her.
"Yeah I should be fine."
"OK then lets go. I told the professor that we are going out. You don't mind do you?"
"No. It's probably better that he knows that we are going out. Come on lets go to the park and run there."
"Wherever you want."
As they were running through the park, Scott found that he had a hard time keeping up with Jean.
'Must be all that running in soccer she does.' he thought.
"Jean can you slow down a bit please? I can't run as fast as you can."
"Sure"
"Here." Scott said pushing the bottle of water that was now slightly warm from being his hot hand. "You should drink something. You shouldn't be dehydrated."
Taking the bottle from him, Jean made it look like she was drinking, when in reality, she only took a sip, and the rest of the water spilled down her front. Scott couldn't realize the difference because they both were sweating profusely.
"Come on. We should keep walking. Lets find a place to sit for a minute. I need to rest, and it looks like you do too." Scott spoke gently, placing his hand on her elbow and tugging on it slightly.
Nodding, Jean allowed herself to be led to a nearby park bench and sat down. Tilting her head back, looking at the stars, Scott became slightly concerned about her. She looked tired, and yet she still wanted to keep running.
"You look tired. Maybe we should go back. You should sleep." Scott tried.
"I'm fine Scott." Jean shot back while resting her head on the back of the bench.
"Jean?"
"No Scott. I just want to run for a bit more. Go home if you want. I can take care of myself." Jean said standing up and starting a quick walk.
"Jean. Wait!" Scott yelled after her getting up as she broke into a jog. "I know you can take care of yourself, but right now, I don't think you are thinking very wisely."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Jean yelled at him, spinning around.
"Nothing."
Turning back around Jean started her quick jog again and all Scott could do was keep following her, trying to get her to stop and drink some water.
Jean finally stopped about a mile later. As Scott caught up to her, he could see that something was wrong.
"Jean? Jean look at me." Scott spoke softly, lifting up her head with his hands.
"I don't feel so good." was the response he got.
"Come on lets sit down." Scott said leading her to a nearby bench.
after resting for a few minutes, and drinking some water, not a lot, but some, Scott stood up, stretching out his hands to help Jean up. As Jean stood up, she dropped his hands and started to walk back to the mansion. Scott turned back to pick up the now empty water bottle from the bench and thought, "At least she drank something." Turning back to Jean, he say that she was clutching her head, swaying slightly.
"Jean? Jean!" Scott questioned at first, then became more urgent as she looked like she was getting worse.
Stepping up just behind Jean, Scott dropped the water bottle as he spread out his arms to catch the now falling Jean. Placing her on the ground gently, he tried to wake her.
"Jean? Come on Jean wake up. Jean!" He tried. "Shit."
*Professor?*
*What is it Scott?*
*Jean's fainted. I can't get her up and I'm too spent to carry her back even if she weighs nothing. I don't think she's eaten for a while, and she really didn't drink anything*
*You know that's dangerous. Why didn't you push it?*
*I tried* Scott was starting to get angry.
*I know I'm sorry. We are all a bit stressed right now. I'm having Hank come get you. He'll be there in a few minutes*
* K. Thanks.*
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And yet another chapter. Thanks to all of you who read this and review to it :) It's greatly appreciated.
Just to let you know. I also appoligise about not updating for a while. I have so many horrible classes this year at school, and they are making me super busy. Anyways, Enjoy more to come soon. I hope!!
*means telepathic thoughts*
*~*~*~*~
Scott and Jean were out walking on the grounds of the institute. Scott hadn't realized that Jean hadn't eaten her sandwich he made for her because she had taken it into the bathroom with her. After walking around the entire perimeter twice, Jean was looking a bit tired.
"Jean, why don't you sit for a minute. You look a bit tired."
"I'm fine Scott. Don't worry about it."
"But..."
"Just drop it Scott." Jean said forcefully.
Raising his hands in defeat, he continued to walk with Jean. He kind of felt that her needed to just be there for her right now.
"Do you want to go out for a run? I really need to just clear my head for a while." Jean asked.
"I'm not really wearing the right clothes to run in Jean. If you come back up to the mansion with me, I'll change and go out with you."
"Sure, but I really don't want to come inside with you. How about I just wait by the tennis courts for you OK?" Jean asked.
"Sure. I'll be right back."
"K"
A few minutes later Scott came back out with a water bottle and shorts and a T-shirt on.
"Ready to go? Are you sure you can run in that?" Scott asked Jean as he caught up with her.
"Yeah I should be fine."
"OK then lets go. I told the professor that we are going out. You don't mind do you?"
"No. It's probably better that he knows that we are going out. Come on lets go to the park and run there."
"Wherever you want."
As they were running through the park, Scott found that he had a hard time keeping up with Jean.
'Must be all that running in soccer she does.' he thought.
"Jean can you slow down a bit please? I can't run as fast as you can."
"Sure"
"Here." Scott said pushing the bottle of water that was now slightly warm from being his hot hand. "You should drink something. You shouldn't be dehydrated."
Taking the bottle from him, Jean made it look like she was drinking, when in reality, she only took a sip, and the rest of the water spilled down her front. Scott couldn't realize the difference because they both were sweating profusely.
"Come on. We should keep walking. Lets find a place to sit for a minute. I need to rest, and it looks like you do too." Scott spoke gently, placing his hand on her elbow and tugging on it slightly.
Nodding, Jean allowed herself to be led to a nearby park bench and sat down. Tilting her head back, looking at the stars, Scott became slightly concerned about her. She looked tired, and yet she still wanted to keep running.
"You look tired. Maybe we should go back. You should sleep." Scott tried.
"I'm fine Scott." Jean shot back while resting her head on the back of the bench.
"Jean?"
"No Scott. I just want to run for a bit more. Go home if you want. I can take care of myself." Jean said standing up and starting a quick walk.
"Jean. Wait!" Scott yelled after her getting up as she broke into a jog. "I know you can take care of yourself, but right now, I don't think you are thinking very wisely."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Jean yelled at him, spinning around.
"Nothing."
Turning back around Jean started her quick jog again and all Scott could do was keep following her, trying to get her to stop and drink some water.
Jean finally stopped about a mile later. As Scott caught up to her, he could see that something was wrong.
"Jean? Jean look at me." Scott spoke softly, lifting up her head with his hands.
"I don't feel so good." was the response he got.
"Come on lets sit down." Scott said leading her to a nearby bench.
after resting for a few minutes, and drinking some water, not a lot, but some, Scott stood up, stretching out his hands to help Jean up. As Jean stood up, she dropped his hands and started to walk back to the mansion. Scott turned back to pick up the now empty water bottle from the bench and thought, "At least she drank something." Turning back to Jean, he say that she was clutching her head, swaying slightly.
"Jean? Jean!" Scott questioned at first, then became more urgent as she looked like she was getting worse.
Stepping up just behind Jean, Scott dropped the water bottle as he spread out his arms to catch the now falling Jean. Placing her on the ground gently, he tried to wake her.
"Jean? Come on Jean wake up. Jean!" He tried. "Shit."
*Professor?*
*What is it Scott?*
*Jean's fainted. I can't get her up and I'm too spent to carry her back even if she weighs nothing. I don't think she's eaten for a while, and she really didn't drink anything*
*You know that's dangerous. Why didn't you push it?*
*I tried* Scott was starting to get angry.
*I know I'm sorry. We are all a bit stressed right now. I'm having Hank come get you. He'll be there in a few minutes*
* K. Thanks.*
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And yet another chapter. Thanks to all of you who read this and review to it :) It's greatly appreciated.