Like OMG! Here I am again. And as for you Reed, sorry, even though that could be incorperated into the story..but nah, he wasn't proposing to her. But I might be able to use that.. ;;clasps hands together like Mr. Burns;; Eeevvvviiiillll. And, he has sleeping goggles. Pay attention! Lmao!!!! Hehehe. I'm insane. Better knock a couple nuitrious nutrient bars. I know I spelt nuitrious wrong, but I dont care. This isn't part of my story. Haha! Nanana boo booo! And as for Diaz, I hate you two! Lmao! And I like your idea. To be honest, I was completely braindead, so I am making this chapter in honour of you, because you gave me and idea! But -- I still hate you! Hehehehehe...

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The so-called-date wasn't like Jean had expected. She had gotten drunk, and of course, she was drunk but Logan wasn't. With his healing factor and normal addiction to beer, he was practically immune, unless he went overboard. Jean was leaning on Logans shoulder, as he stroked her arm, she was purring lightly. And let me tell you, Logan was enjoying every moment. Logan cupped Jeans chin and smirked. "Jeeannn.." he said, and pressed his lips up against hers. Jean just stayed there comming to realization and couldn't get out of his grip, it was like her mind was sober but the rest of her body wasn't, because before she knew it, his hands were exploring her body but she didn't seem to stop him.

Jean closed her eyes and wished everything to stop. She finally got an idea, forgetting about their quarrell, and sent out to Scott. Scottt...Help.. she sent. And hoped he'd get it and help her.

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Scott bolted up and ran down the stairs, since he was in his and Jean's bedroom and ran past Xavier and mouthed the words "Jean. Help." and abadoned the fact that it was freezing cold outside and forgot a jacket, and jumped into his car and drove off.

By the time Scott had reached Jean, Logan had pushed Jean down against the booth seat they were in and looked like he was having a fun time. Jeans eyes were open and she looked like she was in horror.

But before Logan knew it, he was pinned against the wall by no other..than A BUM ON THE STREET! Kidding..Scott. Duh. Anyways...Scott was pinning Logan against the wall by the collar of his shirt with an veryangry look on his face. Logan was smirking, he clearly enjoyed himself.

Scott thusted Logan back on the wall again, with force behind it. "What. The. Hell. Did. You. Think. You. Were. Doing?" he asked, after everyword hitting Logan on the wall, though it was pointless. Logan smirked. "Going on a date with Jeannie.." he said, while being thrown halfway across the room.

A/N: Don't mess with Scott. Thats for you ISIS! "YOU. STAY. AWAY. FROM. HER!" he yelled and threw Logan across the room again, and then walked over to Jean who was shaking, having come back to normal from her drunkenness. A/N: MY WORD! NO TAKIES! Jean was sitting on the booth, knees pulled up to her chest, her head cradled inbetween her knees. "Oh god..oh godd.oh god.." she kept repeating..half the customers had left.

Psycho guy on the loose.

Scott put his hands on Jeans shoulder. "Jean? Hey..shh..its okay." he said, while Jean sniffed, wiping a tear that came down her face. "Scott..I just want to go home." she said. Scott nodded and picked her up, her arms clinging around his neck and he set her down in his car, and they drove the rest of the way home.

When Scott pulled into the driveway and unlocked the doors, he felt something stop him from opening the door, like a telekenetic shield or something. He glanced over at Jean who was still shaking, and shook his head. "Jean. We have to -" "No." she protested and crawled into his lap, feeling that warm sensation when she was with him, much more comforting than anyone else.

Scott frowned and wrapped his arms around her as she relaxed in his embrace. After about half an hour of just sitting their in silence Jean moved around to face Scott, without braking his hold on her, and looked him in the eyes. "Scott.. I -" "Shh..Red.." He said, putting a finger to her lips. "Listen..I need to tell you something.."

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OOH! CLIFFHANGER!!! WHAT IS SCOTT GONNA TELL JEAN?? HMmmm..Find out..IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

.:: Blinks ::.

I sound like a commercial...anyways..