Part 6: Scott gets drunk

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN XMEN!

After writing the note, Scott left and went to a local bar that was open very late hours. He came inside and looked around. He remembered coming to this bar once with Jean and making fun of all the rejected men crying over the lost ladies swearing he would never be one. But, now here he was at the entrance and more sorry than ever. He made his way to the bar stools and sat grumpily and depressed. He asked the bartender for a beer and sat in his chair drowning his sorrows in a girl he loved. He flashed back to various memories of his sweet, sweet, Jean.

**********clouds smoke around and its now Scott's memories**********

Oh if only I had the courage to talk to Jean about real stuff, not work, not X-Men, not mutant business, but love, soul stuff, inner feelings, Scott thought to himself as he cleaned the X-Jet.

Jean walked up to Scott and tried to find the words she had been looking for, ever since she laid eyes on the handsome creature that lied behind those dark red-tinted glasses. She searched for an answer for the feelings she felt at the moment, but just found herself to be more lost than ever. She just decided on a simple, "Hi."

Scott looked up from his cleaning and viewed the heavenly creature poised in front of him. He greeted her back and invited her to his cleaning. Not the best way, to win a girl's heart, to invite her to clean, but it was a way they could be together…

"So, Scott… I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight you know for like a movie and some food."

Did she just ask me out? Scott thought to himself. Oh well, even though that wasn't the way he wanted their relationship to start, it worked. He shyly agreed and they continued to clean and started to talk about stuff. Slowly the conversation drifted from mutants to what the meaning and feeling of love was.

*****Memories flash forward a little*****

Jean sat in Scott's car gazing at him admiringly. They had been together for a while now and she felt she was truly in love with him. When she was younger she recalled how she had pledged to virginity until she was married, but these past few days she wasn't believing in God too much. I mean, she thought to herself, how could someone so great and so wonderful curse herself with a life filled with war and discrimination. Yet, He had blessed her with a great love, Scott. Then she decide, if she really, really loved Scott it only seemed fair to be able to engage in something as passionate as sex.

~~~That night they shared only something they could be shared with a lover…~~~

Scott was forced to regain consciousness as the bartender was asking if he wanted another drink. Scott nodded his head and quickly buried himself in his sweet memories. He thought about his deep conversation with Jean and how they had both saved each other's lives at numerous times. Ahhhh, those bitter sweet memories. How could Jean just give up on her love to him to Logan? He had known her love for him was real, she had told him and he could tell it was the truth. When did she lose interest in him, he never had noticed. Well, actually, he thought back to the time when Logan first arrived to the institute and that certain sparkle in her eyes as she studied every part of his built body. But, then again, Scott thought, he wasn't so bad himself, he was almost a match for Logan… Yeah, almost… At that moment Scott passed out from the liquor and the pain he was suffering from at that moment.

Several hours had passed and Scott woke up confused and hung over. He looked around at his surroundings. He was back at the institute somehow, he couldn't remember driving home last night, but shrugged his shoulders and stood up. His bed sheet dropped from himself revealing his naked body. Scott soon noticed and freaked out. He never went to sleep naked unless… the memories started coming back from last night of Jean and everything. But, then he stopped himself realizing that Jean was gone and began searching again for the answer of why he was bare. His queries were soon answered when something again rolled out of the shadows…