Galadeidre: Surely you know who the doctor is! Oh well, you'll find out very soon. It is certainly going to be a shocker for Scott. He's been under her illusion and all the while he's been kissing her and allsorts.
Racetrack's Goil: You only just realised? Lol, it's been running through a large part of this story. True, Raven likes him, but she's seems to have this immoral edge to her. Which is of course an effect of all that imprisonment. A nice person? Re-read his last few words in chapter 21. Is he really so nice? There is underlying hints there. All Raven/Scott issues are going to be found out in this chapter! It's revelation time!
Maid of the Mer: Hehe, thank you!
Chapter 22Raven stumbled out of Scott's bedroom with a fresh giggle on Friday afternoon later that week. The bell had rung for afternoon lessons a good ten minute previous. Raven had a class to go to; Scott on the other hand, had the afternoon off to see the Doctor who was arriving about the Ruby Quartz lenses. As Raven entered the corridor, she turned back to Scott's door, pushing it back open to see him stood there grinning fondly down at her. She reached in to kiss him again, playfully making her way back into his room before he laughed and pushed her back into the corridor, "Raven! You've got Chemistry, Charles is going to blow his top if you don't hurry." He spoke upon breaking contact with her smooth indigo lips.
Raven shrugged carelessly, kissing him again with more fervour.
Again Scott pushed her back, though it was impossible to stop himself from smiling, "Go on."
"Fine," said Raven with a sigh, pulling back from him, "Will you be alright on your own?"
"Don't worry, Storm is going to come and get me when the doctor arrives."
Raven nodded slightly as she turned away, a frown on her face that luckily Scott could not see, "Alright then," she said, in a hearty voice that sounded so false to her ears.
"See you soon," murmured Scott, pressing a delicate kiss to her nose tip.
Raven smiled bashfully to his actions, "Bye.." she replied quietly before she drifted from his arms with a lingering brush of her fingers on his before she turned and broke into a small jog towards the Chemistry labs.
As promised, Storm arrived a short while later, knocking politely upon Scott's door before informing him that the Doctor had arrived and was waiting in the hallway. Charles had finished his Chemistry lesson and so was waiting downstairs also. Scott quickly exited his room with Storm, a hand lightly brushing hers so he knew the direction they were going. There was a nervous clench in his stomach as he walked down the stairs into the main entrance, soon, he could be seeing again. And most importantly, he'd see Raven.
"Good afternoon Scott," said Charles pleasantly as he saw the younger man step round into the large hallway where three figures were positioned in the centre of the rug. The Professor, Erik and the recently arrived Doctor. "This is Doctor Jean Grey. She will be finalising the lenses for you today. Making sure they will cause no irritation or other negative effects."
Scott turned his head to where Storm had directed him, facing but not looking at the woman Charles had just introduced, "Hello Doctor Grey, I'm Scott Summers," he replied, lifting a hand gently towards her. He felt a palm slip against his own, her skin smooth and supple against his.
"Hello Scott," said Jean gently, her first spoken words enough to captivate Scott as his head rose slightly, "I promise to take good care of you. Professor Xavier has kindly allowed me to use his underground laboratory."
Scott spread a smile to her, a somewhat bashful kind.
"Well, shall we head down to the lab, then?" said Storm to the group as she smiled, "Try out these new lenses."
Scott gave an eager nod, the smile still lingering on his face. The group turned to walk towards the lift, Storm and Jean guiding Scott as he walked in-between then. Just as they stepped into the opening doors of the lift, Raven stepped out of the shadows of the corridor. Her arms folded as she watched the doors slide shut, and the five faces disappeared from view.
Scott pulled himself up to see on one of the soft leather covered beds in the medical lab, leaning with his hands either side of him as he waiting eagerly. He could hear Jean walking around the room, her heels clicking softly on the hard smooth flooring. Currently it was just Jean and him in the lab, the other three had decided to wait outside as to not infringe on Scott's privacy.
Jean's heels came towards him, as did her scent of perfume come stronger the closer she came, "Give me a hand," she said quietly, her own palm outstretching to take his as she offered it. She placed a small square piece of a red material onto the delicate skin of the back of his hand. The material looked similar to glass, but had a fuzzy quality to its texture, like that of kaleidoscope. Scott's head titled slightly as he felt the cool texture touch his skin. He felt no negative sensations from it. He smiled slightly as she picked it up again, her fingertips brushing the back of his hand, "I'm glad that one works, because it is the strongest we have for your laser."
"What happens to it now?"
"Mr. Lensherr is going to mould some lightweight metal to make glasses frames for you. Then you can wear them all the time. He is making two pairs, one for everyday use and one for situations where your powers may come in useful."
"They won't ever come in useful," said Scott grimly, his head bowing.
Jean turned to him slowly, her eyes rising over his saddened face, "They will, one day," she said softly, resting her hand on his.
Scott slowly raised his head to allow his face to be directed to hers. He smiled gently, a sheepish one that was overly charming and rather boyish, "Erm.. Dr. Grey? Would you tell me.. what you look like?"
At first, Jean looked a little taken aback before she smiled warmly and patted his hand, "Of course. What would you like to know first?"
"Well.." Scott bowed his head again, feeling a little shy, "You sound really pretty. What colour hair do you have?"
"Red," answered Jean with a wider smile. She idly brushed a hand through those long silky locks she naturally had.
An appreciative sound came from Scott. Before his attention was suddenly caught when there was a sudden sound of a heavy shutting door. Raven had been standing in the open doorway for a short while, and had noisily made her presence known. Jean abruptly turned her head from Scott's and paused to stare at the bizarre arrival. She had seen many mutants in her time, but this one was very unique, "Hello," said Jean politely whilst Scott jerked his hands back as though scalded.
"Hello," said Raven stiffly as she glared to the abashed looking Scott, "Charles said he would be waiting in his office. He didn't want to mentally contact you in case he distracted you."
"We're ready actually," said Jean with a delighted smile, she turned to help Scott off the bed, but Raven stepped forth swiftly and instead took Scott by the arm. Jean stepped back slowly, ignoring this, "Take him to the office then. Mr. Lensherr and I shall be up shortly with the glasses." She looked to Scott, "The other set, the visor, will take longer since mechanisms are needed to be made. But you won't be needing it yet anyway."
"Alright," said Scott quietly, his hands gently holding Raven's lower arm, "Thank you Dr. Grey. See you soon."
Raven flashed Jean a glare before she clasped her hands around Scott's waist and hurriedly led him out of the laboratory to lead him upstairs to Charles.
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