Rising to the Sunset, Part II

Disclaimer:  I don't own anything…but I would like my very own Scott Summers.

Chapter 2

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Jean lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.  Scott was sound asleep, with his head on her chest.  He always fell asleep after sex.  Always.  It was a male thing, she reasoned.  She never felt tired after sex.   Absentmindedly, she stroked his back.  It was 12:20.  Scott's class was supposed to start at 12:30, but she wanted to give him a few more minutes.  She beckoned his briefcase over to her,  and pulled out his lesson plans.  Hovering it over their heads, she searched for what pre-algebra would be working on today.  Lecture, no, that wouldn't do.  Board problems, yes, this is what she was looking for.   Concentrating, Jean lifted a piece of chalk off the ledge in the classroom, and wrote the 10 problems on the board.  She then added the note, "I will be about 10 minutes late for class today.  Please work on these problems until I arrive—Mr. Summers".  Satisfied, Jean returned the lesson plans to the briefcase and the briefcase to the chair it was on.  She then proceeded to retrieve their clothing from all the places it had ended up, musing on how much easier it was to do it telepathically than to actually look for it.  She remembered that she was due in the med lab too, and sent to Hank and Kitty, ++I will be a little late.  I should be there by 12:45.++

Jean settled her head back against Scott. 

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"I'm telling you," Paige began.  "That's not his writing."

"So?" Artie argued.

"So that means someone else had to come write it, meaning that he's occupied elsewhere."

"Yeah, hence the being late."

"It looks like Dr. Grey's writing," Jones added.

"That blows your theory out of the water, Paige," Artie snickered. "If Dr. Grey wrote it, the he can't be occupied elsewhere the way you think he is."

Paige frowned and turned back to the problems on the board.

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"You ironed them?" Scott laughed.

Jean had decided, as she picked up the rumpled clothes, that ironing them might be fun.  They now lay on the edge of the bed, in a neat little pile, showing no signs of their haste of removal. 

Jean grinned.  "Couldn't let you go to class looking like we'd just done what we did."

"Yeah, I'm never wrinkled."

"I know.  You've got to keep up your strict exterior."

Scott shook his head.  "I do not."

"No?  You get out of bed fifteen minutes before you have to every morning just to iron your clothing."

"I like to look neat.  Although, with this new trick, I might not have to."

"Telekinesis or no telekinesis, I'm not ironing your clothes every day."

Scott stuck his tongue out at her as he climbed out of the bed.  Jean whistled at the sight of her naked fiancé.  He blushed the color of his glasses. 

"Oh shit!  I didn't realize it was so late."  Scott scurried to dress himself.

"Don't worry.  I sent your class board problems to work on.  They're expecting you to be late."

Scott crossed over to sit next to Jean on the bed.  "You," Kiss, "Are unbelievable."

Jean smiled and pulled him into a deep kiss.

"Okay,"  Scott smiled, pulling away after a minute or so.  "Class time."

"See ya later hot stuff."

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"So," Kitty explained, "The sensors can transmit directly to the watch or the laptop in addition to the actual machine.  You just key in the identification numbers on the sensors and they will read out.  You can't cross match and reference on the watch, but I can do more on my laptop than on the actual machine.  That's partially how we found you, by monitoring Scott.  You guys synch up incredibly."

"Really?  Which sensor did you use?"

"The brain wave, temperature, heart rate, and respiration." 

"All separate?"

"Yeah."

"There are sensors that will do all that for you."

"Really?"

Jean retrieved them from a cabinet.  "You only have to apply one, to the head."

"Oh, cool."

"Now for an experiment."  Jean affixed a sensor to her head and keyed both it, and a second one into her own laptop.  Kitty keyed them into hers as well.  Jean proceeded to send the other one whizzing out of the room.

"Where is it going?"

"To Scott."  Inconspicuously, Jean maneuvered the sensor onto Scott's head.  Two streams of data appeared on their screens. 

"Wow."

"Yeah, it'll be good to monitor what happens in the Danger Room later."

"You're going back to the Danger Room already?"

"Yeah.  The Professor wants to test the growth of my powers."

"It seems so soon."

"That's what Scott says.  But the Professor is going to take it easy on me.  I'm going to do some simple stuff with Scott."

"Do you want me to monitor it closely?"

"You don't need to watch it too closely, I'll just check up on it tomorrow.  Go have some fun."

"I have a lot of studying to do."

"Kitty."

"Dr. Grey, I really need to get the work done."

"Well, maybe you could be more social and study with someone.  A certain Russian perhaps?"

Kitty blushed.  "Is it that obvious?"

"Fairly.  But I also find it fairly obvious that he's interested in you as well."

"Really?" Kitty perked up.

"Spend some more time with him.  The two of you work well together."

"Thank you Dr. Grey." Kitty gushed, as she left the med lab in a hurry. 

Jean smiled.  Ah, young love.  She remembered back to when she and Scott were that age.  Same situation.  They both loved each other and were too shy to admit it.  Finally they couldn't fight it anymore.  The attraction was just too strong.  And it went beyond physical attraction.  They were soul mates.  Their bond went to the core of their beings.

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