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Chapter X

Jean was in her room, crying. She felt like if she was all alone. Her world was all dazzed, the professor had blocked her powers fearing something would happen. She felt insecure, guilty, and even furious. She wanted to kill the men that had murdered her best friend. The professor knew this, so he had to keep an eye out for Jean, he knew she could actually kill anyone who had been involved in Scott's death. Jean was very powerful. The professor remembered the time that some thieves threatened her with a knive, Scott came up and fought them, he was only 14, the thieves were about 20 years old, and they were more than Scott, so they easily beat him up, leaving him in a grave state, and Jean, in her rage, almost killed them all. The love and care they shared was unique, it was the most wonderful thing the professor had seen in his whole life. Scott had been always there for Jean, eventhough she could be unpolite or bad to him sometimes, he was always there. That was what Jean regreted. He was always there. Not like her, she hadn't been there always. She blamed herself for his death. She could have been there with him the day of the accident, but she wasn't. She let him die. She had been kind of responsible for Scott's death. If she wanted to kill everyone involved, she would have to kill herself too. But would Scott like it that way? That was a no. She knew that he would have hated her for thinking that way. But he would have been there. In the rain of thoughts, she buried her face in the pillow again. The professor entered through the door.

Are you ok Jean?- he asked, knowing that obviously she wasn't.- Ok, I just came to tell you that Scott wouldn't have liked this, you need to actually eat something if you want me to take you to the graveyard to take him some flowers. Will you go or not?- the professor asked. Jean nodded.- Fine, then eat something and we'll be ready. I'll let you have your powers back, but I'm sure you'll control them responsibly- The professor said. Jean nodded again and the professor disblocked her powers. The professor smiled and went out of the room. Jean followed him.

About an hour later, they arrived to the graveyard. They searched for Scott's tomb. The found a man putting dirt in the hole where Scott was supposed to be.

What the hell are you doing with Scott's tomb?- Jean yelled, her rage growing fast. Everyone was watching.

Hey, easy lady, I'm just doing my job- the man said.

What are you doing?- Jean asked.

I'm not supposed to say anything, sorry- the man said, walking away. Jean growled and invaded his mind.

He worked for some Swift man. Scott's body had been taken away. Scott's tomb was empty. The man didn't know if Scott was death or alive. Jean totally freaked out. Could it be? Could Scott be alive? Swift was the last name of the kid that Scott had saved. Jean ran to the Van, jumped in, and drove quickly to where Swift was supposed to be, agreeing to the man's memories. She parked the car and flew to the door. She knocked, desperated. A maid opened the door.

How can I help you, madam?- She said.

I'd like to have a talk with Mr. Swift- She said. The maid nodded and walked away. Minutes later, Mr. Swift appeared.

How can I help you, Mrs. Grey?- Mr. Swift said.

How do you know my name?- she asked.

Why are you here?- Mr. Swift asked, not paying attention to Jean's question.

I want to know what the hell did you do with Scott's body!- Jean yelled.

What do you mean?- Mr. Swift said, as calmed as ever.

Scott, where is him?- Jean asked, trying her best to control herself from killing the man standing in front of her.

Oh, you mean Mr. Summers, huh? I heard that he died trying to save my son, and I'm really sorry for that, I appreciate what he did for my son- Mr. Swift said, still calmed.

Where is him?- Jean yelled, falling to her knees, crying. She thought Mr. Swift didn't know anything. She knew it was over, Scott was dead.

I knew you had some kind of trouble for Mr. Summers before he died, and I want you to know that in the last minutes, he told me he loved you, that you wouldn't have to worry about him, he would be ok on the other side taking care of you- Mr. Swift said. Jean looked at him.

Did you talk to him before he died?- Jean asked.

Yes, his last moments- Mr. Swift said.

Why did he have to save your damn son?- Jean yelled. She knew she didn't mean to say it, but she was really affected by everything.

I'm sorry, he was a good guy- Mr. Swift said.

Why?- Jean murmured.

Scott had heard everything from where he was, and he had tried to escape to tell Jean he wasn't dead. He knew that she was at the edge of breaking down. He could feel it. He tried to send her messages, but obviously she didn't get them. Scott had tried everything to go out, except maybe his powers. He could sense the power behind his eyes, and now he could control them. He mentally prepared for his best optic blast before Jean would go anywhere. He closed his eyes and opened them again, and a powerful blast came out from his eyes. The door was completely destroyed. He ran to where Jean was. Mr. Swift could sense this. He immediatly called security, and they grabbed Jean. Scott finally made it to where Jean was being held by the security guards.

GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF HER!- Scott yelled. Jean tried to recognize the voice. It was a little bit different from Scott's voice, but she knew that could have been part of the accident.

Scott, is that you?- Jean asked, her eyes full of tears. The guards were fighting fiercely, and they wouldn't give up. She couldn't see him.

Don't let her see!- Mr. Swift said.

Yeah, Jean, it's me, don't worry, I'll take out those guards!- Scott yelled. From his eyes came out a controlled blast. It didn't affect the guards. Scott's rage grew to the top. Jean had to see him. Jean had to know. He sent a full powered blast against the guards. The blast was firts red, but in seconds it turned from red to blue, from blue to white, and finally it turned black. Both guards and Jean fell to the floor unconscious.

What was that, Scott?- Mr. Swift said, impressed.

Dammit!- Scott said, running to where Jean was lying unconscious.

I knew your powers would evolve, but not this fast- Mr. Swift said.

Evolve?- Scott asked, taking Jean's hand and holding it.

Yes. Congratulations, you're now a telepath and a telekinetic- Mr. Swift said.

What?- Scott said.

You've earned your friend's powers. She won't lose them, don't worry. Now, go back and I'll tell you everything you need to know- Mr. Swift said.

No way, I'm staying here, taking care of her- Scott answered.

No, you won't. We have to meet your fiancé, Scott- Mr. Swift said.

What? Are you crazy? I'm only 19, I won't marry anyone, and absolutely anyone that I don't even know!- Scott said.

Sorry, Scott, there's no choice, son, she's your fiancé since you were born, Chistopher and Katherine choose her from lots of girls- Mr. Swift said.

How do you know my parents' names?- Scott said.

If you want to know everything, you better go back to your room- Mr. Swift said. Scott wanted to know, but he wanted to stay by Jean's side.

No, I'll stay here and take care of her!- Scott said, not changing his mind.

Scott, this is the last time I'll repeat it, go back to your room, or she will be hurted- Mr. Swift said, knowing Scott was too powerful for them, but they could control him by knowing his weaknesses, and Mr. Swift knew that she was his weakness.

No way I'm letting you hurt her- Scott said.

I'm not asking. You asked for it- Mr. Swift said. He was about to push a button, when Scott stood up.

Ok, ok, I give up, but don't even consider hurting her, never- Scott said with a threatening voice.

Ok, we'll take her to her car- Mr. Swift said.

I'll take her, I don't trust you enough- Scott said, taking Jean in his arms. He took her to the x-van. He opened the door and put her in. He sighed and closed the door. He went back to his room.

I'm sorry for everything that I have to do to keep you under control so you won't get hurted, my boy- Mr. Swift murmured under his breath.