Author's Note: Oh my. So sorry, I didn't mean for this to be delayed. But, recently. I've been writing, and re-writing it. And yes, writing short chapters is my style. I like leaving you off with all the evil suspense. And yes, this story line is a comic line, but. Unfortunately I thought the comic line was indusively idiotic as Jean just handed Scott over to Emma..And went about her daily business, until she died. But, I'm doing it my own way so don't argue. And it's rated PG for launguage which hasn't really been indeuced yet..But, it will fairly soon..Maybe by chapter three will have explict-ness.

Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel, I don't make money of the many X-Men titles, So I own nothing. Except this story of course.

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Jean raised an eyebrow and then went into yet another outburst, "You, you call this theraphy?! This is not theraphy.This is some freaky little affair!" If there was a table nearby Jean would surely be banging her fist on it, or she's be lunging it at Emma's head. Emma rolled her eyes at what Jean had said, oh my. I'm forgetting names aren't I? Anyways, the man's who's name was Scott if you haven't already guess jerked his head at Jean and under those ruby quartz, if it was possible his eyes glowed with angst. Oh my, how he knew he was in such trouble with her. He wouldn't be surprised it tommorow, or maybe next week he was cornered by Jean to sign divorce papers or blankets to show him he's sleeping on the couch or possibly the floor. Finally, after taking moments to stare at his wife, who was burning with fury, he opened his mouth and made out the words, "It's not real." Jean who had her eyes transfixed on Emma, who seemed to just be loving the moment as she was now standing up and that grin, that devilish grin was still painted across her face. Jean, as I said before turned and faced Scott and rudely said, "This isn't real? Well, it looks pretty real to me." Her hands were on her hips and for a guy that was the, "You better buy me something expensive or you're getting nothing tonight." pose. "And Emma, where the hell did you find that costume of mine?!" She added quickly. "Well, while you were out. I took a sadistic trip through your closet, But. I could change into something a little more stylish you know." Oh, Emma just couldn't take that look of her face. The sight of Emma with almost a hot pinkish red color, and dressed as Dark Phoenix is a wonderful sight..

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Jean didn't even reply to Emma, it seemed she was more interested with harassing Scott than moreso trying to lunge tables at Emma. "Scott, Shut up!" She said as she turned her back to him withdrawing her hands from the air, or maybe her hips. She crossed them over her chest making some,"PSSHHHBLUBBB!" Come out of her mouth. She was terribly frustrated I must say. Scott sighed and ran his hands over his face slightly bumping his glasses, this was stupid. He was acting so calm in a state of shock where Jean had found him with Emma (Who was now starting to get cocky with Jean now.) and now she was accusing him of cheating and lying. Which is basically what he did, besides the cheating part. He'd never cheat on Jean, plus this was on the astral plane. How could it possibly be real I say? These accusations were terribly fake. All he had done was lie, which was bad enough. But, he was still purely filled with anger at Emma, though she brought more pleasure that Jean did. Suddenly, he was standing there in deep thought and he had shut his eyes under his ruby quartz and he opened them back up and he found himself out the door. What the hell had happened, And then he noticed. Jean had shut him out. She was alone with the room with Emma.

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