All right guys… this is still short compared to most people's stories, but this is as long as this chapter could be. Longer ones will be coming up! I promise!

Telepathic Angel: I know it's sad, but it might get happier… eventually. I'm not saying he's going to live though (don't want to give out any spoilers).

Diaz F: I'm sure you WERE waiting patiently cough, cough for this chapter. I might be evil, but you're… uh… hold on a sec… oh, never mind. I can't think of anything to say about you – one day I will find something though! Muhahahaha! I'm not evil. I'm not evil. I'm not evil.

Amazing redd phoenix: I'm sorry to say that you'll feel all sad inside once reading this chapter, just like last time.

Wen1: Grr… blocking your account for two weeks because of your prologue! You're right, let's exploit it! Realism is definitely important for stories. Jean and Scott's love is very powerful it would only make sense that they would commit suicide once the other died (I hope you were kidding 'bout being suicidal, lol). That would be a really sad situation (keep it for one of you're stories ; ) )I understand about you're story, it was really good by the way!

Bk angel numbuh 2: (would you like to be called that or Jacx, like you sometimes sign your name as?) It will just keep getting sadder. I might make it happy later… but if you read Telepathic Angel's reply you'll see what I mean by that.

Chapter 15

It was a sunny day, the birds chirped out a sweet melody and everyone seemed in a cheery mood. Fairies were everywhere discussing towns made out of sugar and how fun it is to throw sparkles everywhere. Yeah, right. It was pouring rain outside with no sound other then thunder and the patter of raindrops, there were no fairies and everyone was far from cheerful. Jean and Scott were talking quietly about the times they'd shared together, tears streaming down Jean's eyes as she described one of her fondest memories.

"Jean? Where are you Jean?" Scott asked softly, trying to hide the panic in his voice.

"Scott, I'm right here, can't you see…" Jean suddenly knew what had happened. She ran out of the room to find Hank. She found him. "Hank, Hank, please help. I think Scott's gone blind!"

Hank wasn't sure what she meant. "Did you take away his glasses..."

"No Hank, his glasses are still on his face!"

Hank understood and led Jean back to a confused looking Scott who was still trying to figure out where his girlfriend was. "Scott, close your eyes."

"Um, okay…" he obliged the doctor whom removed the boys glasses and ran a finger over Scott's eyelids. They weren't swollen. He put the glasses on and Scott opened his eyes opened once again to blackness. Hank ran a couple more tests before concluding that Scott had gone blind but the exact reason couldn't be identified. He left to find Logan or Xavier since both seemed like Scott's guardians (Xavier being his only legal guardian). Scott felt Jean's hand on his. "How are you feeling, dear?"

"Scott, it doesn't matter how I feel. It only matters what you feel."

Jean…

Fine Scott. You really want to know how I feel?

Of course I do hon

I feel like this is just going to get worse and worse until… you… and then everything – not just the pain and suffering but the happiness too – will end! The tears began.

It'll be okay Jean. This is just like when I'm training with Logan and god knows how much I want to be able to do that again.

I never thought I'd 'hear' you 'say' that She brightened up somewhat but was still crying.

I know Jean. I know.