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The two first days without Scott melted away relatively quickly and Jean barely had time to go to town. She missed him –although he had called her each evening– but this would only make their reunion stronger.

Early Sunday afternoon, Ororo appeared in the infirmary accompanied by Amara, Tabitha, Kitty and Jubilee.

- "Listen girls, I'm sure we're gonna find a solution" was saying Storm at the four young mutants.

- "A solution for what ?" asked Jean, busily observing some blood-samples with the microscope.

Ending the analysis, she noted some numbers and observations on paper before directing her attention towards the little group.

- "I had promised to the girls to take them to the shopping-centre which opens exceptionally this afternoon" explained Ororo "But I've a last minute matter to attend to and they're not really tempted by the idea to be driven by Logan…"

Boom-Boom spoke in the intention to try to be understood without having to spell it out

- "It's just that…he's a man and we don't really want him to chaperon us for the kind of articles we wanna see between other ones" said Tabitha, suddenly asking herself if she hadn't been too subtle, but the telepath seemed to have perfectly understood…

- "Underwear ?" asked Jean to Ororo, a smile on her lips.

- "Underwear" confirmed the Weather Witch.

They exchanged a glance, keeping herself from laughing.

- "What ?" asked the young students.

- "We've had your age" made Storm "And it so happens that us –even if I was older than Jean– we haven't had the choice and we were to be accompanied by Logan."

Jean gathered her analysis-paper while remembering this day :

- "He couldn't stop grumbling and moaning on all and nothing, horrified at the idea that we could buy either model; it was something"

- "Yeah, really memorable, we came back empty handed such he had spoiled our desire to shop" added Ororo, smiling.

Hank made his appearance but stopped dead by seeing the people present in the infirmary.

- "A female gathering ?" he asked.

- "No, a rescue mission" made Jean.

Storm recovered her serious and asked her best friend :

- "So, do you think you could take them here ?"

Jean caught a glimpse of the work she still had to do, then at the four students who were giving her imploring looks.

- "Yes, I'll spare them our sad experience" smiled Jean.

Four sighs of relief made themselves heard.

- "Of which kind ?" asked Beast.

- "Logan and women' shopping" answered Ororo.

- "Oh yeah, effectively" admitted Hank before questioning, "Tell me Jean, if you go in town, could you please fetch the own-brand medicine I've ordered from the drugstore ?"

A drugstore, a pretext, the young woman wasn't asking better for the purchase she had to do.

- "Yes, of course, this'll give some free time to the girls" she agreed before speaking to the little group, "in five minutes at the garage ?"

The four of them smiled with gratitude.

- "Thanks Doctor Grey !" they made before going away.

- "I owe you one Jean" declared Ororo.

- "Oh, that gives me the occasion to take a break" answered the young woman.

So, Jean accompanied the four adolescents to the commercial-centre and let them some free time –after having made them promise to behave themselves– as she was going to the drugstore. She collected the Institute's order and bought a pregnancy test (which she ensured didn't appear on the same bill) before going to put the cardboard of medicine of all kinds in her 4x4. Then she strolled in the shops until the hour of the rendezvous she had settled on with the girls; who seemed to be satisfied with their afternoon judging by the bags they were carrying and the many thanks they gave again to Jean.

Back to the Institute, the telepath stopped herself from immediately carrying out the test knowing very well that, if it revealed itself to be positive, she would have trouble to contain her eagerness to announce it to Scott and, if she wanted him to be the first to know….So, she decided to let herself be absorbed in her work and went to bed relatively early, thinking that it was the last night she would sleep without him, tomorrow, he'll again keep her warm…

The following morning, Jean woke up nauseous like the others days, but with henceforth the intention to do this pregnancy-test. In order no to stay opened-mouth in front of it for ten minutes, she decided to act as if nothing was wrong and took her shower to keep herself from going out prematurely to see if the result was displayed. When the delay had melted away, Jean found herself in a dilemma: a part of her was dying to see the result, the other one was fearing to be disappointed and preferred to stay in doubt. Having said that, curiosity got the better of her and she used her telekinesis to bring the test to her, too nervous to make a step toward it. When she felt it land in her hands, she sighed and decided to clear her doubts.

- "Oh god…"

She couldn't believe her eyes and moved back blindly to sit down on the edge of the bathtub. Positive, it was positive, she was pregnant, she was going to be a mother. She smiled widely as tears of joy appeared. Yes, she had suspected it but, here, it wasn't a supposition anymore, it was real, she had the confirmation of it ; it was useless to do a blood-test in addition, she already knew what would come out, there wasn't any doubt anymore, she was expecting a baby.

She waited a while to recover from her emotions, get up and went to the bedroom with the intention to call Scott to announce the news to him, but changed her mind. He was in a plane at this time on his journey home and would have his phone turned off. Besides, did she really want to tell him over the phone? No, she wanted to do it in a good way and their diner planned for this very evening would be perfect. So, she resolved herself to await his return and decided not to tell anyone as long as she hadn't announced it to him, she really wanted Scott to be the first to know. As a precaution, Jean wrapped the pregnancy test in toilet paper and threw it away, no one would come to search in their garbage can.

Have you ever noticed that when you expect something with eagerness, the time seems to melt more slowly ? Well, Scott was experiencing this fact.

He'd left Westchester on a sunny morning three days ago to see Alex. Before this, he had said goodbye to Jean, lectured Kurt about remembering to ask for something to be passed to him at the dinner table, and got on the plane. Which was, for all intents and purposes, what he had done this very morning: He'd waved goodbye to Alex and his new girlfriend (He didn't know why, but Scott gave the relationship two weeks at the most), told Alex to be careful while surfing and not to hesitate to call him or to visit the Institute, and gotten on this air-liner plane linking Hawaii to Los Angeles. Forty-five minutes later, after a one-hour stop-over, he had embarked for a domestic flight which was bringing him back across the country to Weschester and Jean.

It had only been three days, just a long weekend, so why did he miss her so much?

Stupid question he thought, he loved her more than his own life, she was a part of himself without which he couldn't live, that was why.

He reached inside his pocket to find the small velvet box he had bought. He pulled it out, fingered the soft black material of the case before opening it to reveal a white-gold ring on which were mounted three slender crystal-clear diamonds. He smiled, proud to have found exactly what he was looking for, a jewel discreet and harmonious at the same time ; Jean must be far to imagine that, during their date, he was going to ask her to marry him.

Scott was brought out of his thoughts by a jerk of the plane, which he attributed to be just a normal turbulence. Having said that, the jolt happened again in a more pronounced way before the whole cockpit began to shake. The trays, the toys the little boy across the aisle from him had been playing with, and the portable CD players people had brought with them fell on the floor. They had barely recovered their minds that the plane jerked again, following by another shake strongly felt, like if the aircraft had just lost several thousand feet of altitude.

Scott had a bad feeling, which one revealed itself to be founded when the seatbelt sign switched on and when he saw the two air-hostesses coming to settle down the passengers became nervous –whereas even them didn't seemed really reassured– and to explain the situation:

- "Ladies and gentlemen, there has been damage to the engines and…" began one of the young-woman.

A wave of panic made itself hear and the air-hostess carried on by raising her voice a little:

- "Ladies and gentlemen, please stay calm" she instructed.

The mothers were holding their children and telling them everything would be all right. Scott could feel the gravity acting on the aircraft, it wasn't the first time he was living this kind of event, the day his parents had died was engraved on his memory.

The pilot's voice sounded from the speakers:

- "Ladies and gentlemen, we are preparing for emergency landing, assume the security position which the hostesses will show you again, do not unbuckle your seatbelt or leave your seat in any case…"

The judgement had befallen them and Scott couldn't even listen to the remainders of the message, he knew what will happen. Casting a glance at the passengers' terrified faces, he did something he hadn't done since a long time : he prayed ; not for his own life, but for the ones of the children and of the parents of this flight, and for Jean, he prayed that Jean would be able to hear his declarations of love.

Someone let out a shriek of fear which was echoed by the other passengers. Scott closed his eyes, reliving the day he and Alex had had to jump from the flaming plane of their parents. He remembered the look on his mother's face and the single tear his father shed, not wanting to let them understand that they wouldn't see each other in this life anymore. He remembered how afraid Alex had been. All this flashed before his mind's eye, and, at this instant, Scott knew one thing : he was going to die.

To be continued….

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