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World: Movie II
Pairings: Scott/Ororo
Summary: Ororo thinks about her and Scott's life together
Dedicated to: Nadja Lee and Leah with love
Written from Ororo's POV
Follows 'Never'
ForeverIt's a beautiful Sunday morning. The sun shines on a clear sky, and a soft, cooling breeze caresses my skin. The warm weather reflects my inner mood.
Like every other Sunday, I am in the garden, spending some time watering my beautiful flowers. They are special to me, a small part of nature in my care. Like every other Sunday, Scott is by the window, holding our little baby girl, Camilla, and watching me. I always want to run to them and kiss him and give her a hug, or at least flash them a smile, but Scott thinks I never know he's there. I always do, though, but I wouldn't want to spoil his moment. The truth is, I wouldn't want to spoil my moment either. With him around I always feel safe and loved. He is my one true love, my guardian angel, my knight in shinning armor.
I love you, Scott. I always have, since the first moment I saw you, and I will still love you even when eternity shall pass us by.
I thank the Creator for bringing Scott into my life, for he has been the only constant thing I ever had. All else, I have lost. Sooner or later anything and everything would fall apart. I used pray at night to the Creator that he wouldn't take Scott away, like he did everything else in my life. He is all I ever had and all I have ever wanted. I love him, and nothing can ever change that. I need you, Scott… I once asked you to be a pleasant dream in this web of nightmares that my life is made of… and you were, and still are the sweetest dream, and more.
My first experience with loss was at such a fragile age, I am amazed that I can even remember it.
sighs But I should know better than hope that painful scars would disappear with time…
I was barely seven years old when my parents were taken away from me. I could have lead a good life alongside them. I could have had a normal childhood. I wish that accident hadn't happened and the hotel we were at hadn't been demolished… sometimes I wished I hadn't been the only survivor… sometimes I wished so badly I hadn't lived that I came dangerously close to freeing my self from survivor's guilt…in the permanent way…
But, thanks to you, Scott, and your love, I now have every reason to lead a happy life, next to you and our baby. I love you both so much! You are my life, and I thank you for it!
After I lost my parents I was adopted by some muggers and had to become and live as a skillful thief. I hated my condition back then, and I still hate what I was. But when I think back at it, the fact that we had both been raised on the streets was the first thing that made us connect when we met at Xavier's. Sure, your best friend had been Jean, and you shared many things with her, but you never came to Jean's door at night, wrapped in your blanket to talk about a nightmare, to confess something, to be listened to, or just because you couldn't sleep. And although during the day we were both competing with each other in almost everything, each trying to prove we were the best choice as leader of the X-Men, we were always the best friends at night.
When I think of it, it's as though everything happens for a reason, and I have one reason to be thankful for my time on the streets… it got me closer to you…
But that time on the streets came to a close too, for when I had reached my early teens, and my powers had surfaced, I found shelter in the far corners of Africa, and there I had thought I found my true nature, as Goddess. I spent many happy moments there, and I felt at ease and in peace with all.
But then this dream came to an end too, only to make room for a new one, one that would soon become a nightmare: Xavier's school for the gifted.
Oh, Scott, I feel as though I have only lived one dream after another for all my life. It was here though that I found the only thing that proved real in all my life: you and your love.
And for that I know it was worth living in a dream, or a nightmare, for so long.
Our time at Xavier's wasn't that bad, though. We had a place to live in, a bed to sleep in and always a warm meal awaited us, and, although for the wrong reasons, we have done a lot of good for the world.
The only thing that hurt from the beginning was that you only had eyes for Jean. It hurt me more than you could imagine to hear you talk of her. It hurt me more than you could imagine when I helped you work out the problems between the two of you. With each kiss you shared, I wept one more tear, and as time passed, instead of getting used to it as I had thought I would, it only hurt more and more.
When Jean died I thought you had too. There was no more life in you. It was like you were always Cyclops, and Scott had died along with Jean. You have no idea how many nights I cried myself to sleep, missing the closeness we used to share and not knowing how to bring you back. It hurt to be rejected…
But, you know what? All that time waiting for you, all those tears and all that pain. They were more than worth it.
For a long time I waited patiently and offered everything I could to help you. It made me happy to feel you accept my aid and slowly become yourself again. It was hard, I'll give you that, but hard things always pay off best.
And this was the case, when I unearthed in you a wild romantic I had only dared to dream for. You fulfilled and excelled by far anything I could have ever wished for, and I can safely say I have found true love.
You are the best husband I could ask for, and the perfect father for our baby.
You have once thanked me for everything I did for you and for us.
Oh, my darling, it is I who must thank you, for choosing to get past Jean and live your life, for choosing to see what you could not see before, for choosing a new life, and for choosing me.
Thank, you, Scott, my heart, my love, for pulling me out of yet another dream, and for giving me a true life, next to you and our daughter. I know how hard it must have been to choose a life with me, and leave behind the only place you could call home, and the only person you could call 'father'. I myself had found it difficult to go, I can only imagine what pain it must have caused you. I have no words to express the joy I felt when you choose to take me with you away from Xavier, and that you choose a life with me over a life as Cyclops, leader of the X-Men.
Long ago, just after we left the mansion, I used to have doubts about you truly leaving the uniform and visor of the Cyclops to rest, but now all doubts have faded away, simply because the love and commitment you have shown to me and this family is far above any doubts or uncertainties.
And long ago, I used to fear for us and our life together. I used to be afraid that our love would be revealed to be nothing more than a dream, and that it would die like one, just as every other thing in my life.
And long ago I used to cry and wonder how long our love would last…
One look at you, the love of my life, and one look at my beautiful Camilla gives me the answer…
Forever.
The End.