A/N: Hi I'm back! This is the last chapter of this story but there'll be lots of other stories coming so stay tuned! Um, I'm sorry I didn't update sooner, I got a lot of homework from school, believe me, I never thought physics homework could get as bad as it did! I'm starting to hate physics now, although I'll ALWAYS hate Emma more than physics.
Pairing: Read the title
Summary: Scott's too shy to propose to Jean but what if the media does it for him? jott.
Disclaimer: No I don't own Marvel, but if you voted for me to be it's owner, I'll treat you all to JOTT comics monthly!
And if I DID own Marvel, I'd tell the writers (1)to leave happily married couples alone, (2)to make Boom-Boom plant bombs inside Emma's pants (3)to make Masque distort Emma's face into that of the Loch Ness Monster
So what do you think? Should I own Marvel?
Author's notes: PLease review!
Oh by the way, to answer strayphoenix's question, Eva's machine is just one of her silly inventions. It's kind of like a radioactive ray detector and does those previously mentioned funny and weird things when it's in work...sorry if the answer doesn't sink in, I'm not so good at nuclear physics. ANyway that machine isn't very important now, is it?
PLEASE REVIEW! Coz this is the last chappie! Or just mail me at and tell me!
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"Omigod!!" Eva cried as she grabbed the morning's Hello! Magazine. She was usually the first one to catch it in the morning. She kept staring at the cover, then read it's contents.
She ran upstairs and knocked on Scott's door.
"Come in." Scott said, half-asleep.
Eva came into his room, and gave him a friendly hug.
"Congratulations!Congratulations!Congratulations!Congratulations!Congratulations! I'm so happy for you, Scott! I had no idea! Congratulations!" She cried and left the room.
"For what?" He wondered, half-asleep. "For keeping her silly invention a secret?"
Eva went to Jean's room next.
Jean was also half-asleep.
"Congratulations! Jean you're the best! My most heartfelt congratulations!"
"HUh?" Jean wondered. "Did someone rattle off something that she heard wrong?"
Eva took the magazine and showed it to Logan, Ororo, Professor and Hank.
"Look! Look! Looo-o-o-o-o-k-k-k-kkkk!" She cried, showing the cover picture and caption.
"Um...this is a surprise, I mean, one-eye was usually so..." Logan started.
"...so quiet? Hidden? I thought so too, but..." Ororo added.
"My, my, my. This is certainly wonderful. What say we hide this copy from them and surprise them, guys?" Hank asked.
"Surprise? Wh-what surprise?" Kitty and Rogue asked, coming down for breakfast, sleepily.
"It's Sunday, guys, why's evryone lookin' so ready for somethin'? No mission, I hope." Kitty said.
"Precisely!" said Eva, hearing something else. "So who wants to tell them?"
"What Eva means, " Ororo said, showing them the magazine, "Is that our sweetest couple is not so hidden and mysterious as we thought, who would have known they's go right for a magazine?"
"Yeah." Logan said. "How'd they get there anyway? Aren't those magazines for stars?"
"They ARE for stars." Kitty said.
"Are Scott and Jean stars?" Logan asked sarcastically.
"Hmm...good question," Betsy said, coming from behind. "Sorry I eavesdropped, but would you mind handing me the magazine for a sec, Eva?"
"Me?! That's not me on the cover can't you see?" Eva snapped.
"Ugh!" Betsy yelled in frustration. "Reality check, guys: Professor has moolah enough to buy each of us a few cars, shop the whole (well almost whole) of Victoria's Secret in one day, build spaceships and planes - "
"It's called an X-jet" Logan pointed out.
"Whatever. So as I was saying, spaceships, AND x-jets worth millions of dollars - "
"Billions." Corrected Logan again.
"Ok, OK. spaceships, and x-jets worth billions of dollars ...and yet he can't get this weird kid a pair of hearing aids!" Betsy yelled.
"Band-aids? No, I don't stock on -em." Eva replied cooly.
Betsy looked at everone sarcastically. "Is she improving?"
She took the copy from Eva forcefully and her jaws dropped. "Oh wow wow wow!" She cried. "Is it too late to go shopping for them?"
"Uh, actually, it's um too early," Ororo said. "Besides, they haven't mentioned the date yet. We must ask them,"
"Huh? What is everyone doing here so early?" Scott and Jean asked, coming down for breakfast.
Betsy telepathically told everyone to keep mum, but Eva quite didn't hear it right. Even if it was telepathic.
"Guys, when's the big day?" Eva asked happily.
"What big day?" Jean asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Oh come on already! Give!" Eva cried out.
"What are you talking about?" Jean asked, surprised.
"Oh I see. you won't invite us, will you?" Eva asked.
"Well," Betsy began, "She..uh...heard wrong as usual...and thought that James was gonna come again...you know...so uh...she's asking you when he's coming...Eva...um...likes James!"
"Oh well he's not coming, Eva, sorry," Jean said.
"Eight of January? Cool!" Eva jumped up and gave them a big hug.
"I said he's not coming! Can't you hear me? I AM loud!" Jean snapped.
"Proud? Oh of course I am proud of you two! Best of luck!" Eva cried out.
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The morning went by anyway, and everyone tried to keep the magazine away from the two of them.
"Uh, Bets, can I please see the Hello! magazine? I've not read it today," Jean asked Betsy.
"Uh, well, it's with Bobby," Betsy said nervously.
Jean walked up to Bobby.
"Bobby, can I have the Hello! magazine?" Jean asked.
"Uh, gave it to War."
"Warren, give me the Hello! magazine," Jean was getting impatient.
"No can do, it's with Hank."
"Hank? Why would he read that?"
"Something interesting maybe."
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"Hank, do you have the Hello! magazine?"
"What would I do wiht that?"
"But Warren said so,"
"Well maybe there's a picture of some hot girl there and he doesn't want to give it away soon,"
"Argh!" Jean went back to Warren.
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"Warren! Give me that magazine!"
"I don't have it anymore, Sam does."
"Sam!"
"Not here! Logan has it."
"Logan!"
"Ro has it"
"Storm!"
"Kitty's got it"
"Kitty!"
"It's with Peter"
"Peter!"
"Lost it"
"WHAT?!" Jean snapped.
"I...I lost it"
Scott heard this all. he marched off to the kitchen.
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Eva was having coffee in the kitchen when suddenly she saw someone calling out to her from the kitchen window. It was Marrow.
"Hey Eva. Seen Scott and Jean?" Marrow asked.
"Green?! Of course me coffee's not green! Coffee doesn't come in green, bonehead!" Eva laughed, leaving her magazine on the table to greet Marrow.
"So what brings you here? Want to congratulate someone for something?" Eva smiled.
"Yeah, exactly, come here. Give this card to them, will you? I wanted to wish them myself, but I have to go somewhere now," Marrow said.
"wow is right, Marrow," Eva said, "this is truly great. Hey wait! Where you going?!" Eva cried out as she saw Marrow leave.
Unnoticed by Eva, while she was trying to get Marrow to come back, Scott came in and took the magazine, and without even looking at it, went to his room and shut the door.
Then he looked at it.
Hid jaws couldn't fall any lower.
The cover picture showed him and Jean kissing in the dark, and in block letters, was written:
"Jean Grey, close friend of James Marsden, will marry Scott Summers"
and below that,
"With best wishes, from Mr. James Marsden."
Scott looked like his eyeballs would pop out.
"But who...who...who could have done this?"
His feelings were all mixed up: happiness, shock, exitement...relief?
Suddenly, Jean came into his room.
"You know, the whole mansion's gone crazy, they wont let me the a little, harmless magazine!" Jean spat out.
Harmless?
Jean picked up that stray thought from Scott.
"What have you got there?" Jean asked, seeing Scott hide something behind his back.
"Uh, nothing, just a letter from Alex,"
"Well, show me,"
"Uh...it's...it's a space exploration magazine he sent me."
"Space Exploration? Hey I love space! Tell me! Show me! Come on!"
Oops.
Jean picked up that thought too.
"Hey, come on!" Jean said, growing suspicious.
"Jean, can you please get me some water, I'm thirsty!" Scott said.
Jean sighed. "Ok, be right back. But you must show it to me."
"Ok."
Jean went away , and he tried to hide it. Just then, Betsy came in.
"Betsy, listen! I need you to hide this for me," Scott gave it to her, "Keep it away from Jean. And fast, Don't ask questions now. Just do it,"
"Ok! Ok! Just wanted to say congratulations, that's all. But doesn't Jean know?"
"Hide it for now, answers later!"
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Betsy ran out of the room and went to the kitchen to get some drink. Jean was in the kitchen , too. She was pouring water into a glass when the bottle slipped and fell and rolled under the table. At least it was empty, thought Jean.
She did not use her TK to get it, because she couldn't see the bottle under the table. So she bent down to get it.
Meanwhile, Betsy came in and put it on the table, not noticing Jean. Then she went to get some drink from the fridge, and almost crawled inside to get it.
Jean got the bottle, and got up. She saw the magazine's back cover and sighed in relief. She took it, not seeing it's cover, and took the glass of water to Scott, unnotcied to Betsy.
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"Here, your water. I'll check out your magazine later," Jean said to Scott and went to her room.
"SO THAT'S WHY NOBODY'S SHOWING IT TO ME! AND WHO ON EARTH DID THIS?! HE NEVER EVER ASKED ME!" Jean yelled, and then something inside her said "...but it's not like I regret it,"
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They had a mission that day. Everyone was quiet.
In the evening, Jean and Scott had a talk over the "little, harmless" magazine.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"Don't be. You didn't do this." She said.
"No not that. I'm sorry for...um...anyone who'd want us to do this,"
"Or do we want to do this?" Jean asked sweetly.
"Um...tough question." He joked.
"So...I wonder how this happened," Jean rolled her eyes.
Scott felt like admitting it. "Honestly? Whatever it was, I liked it. Saved me from asking you myself , that I was going to a few days later until James showed up and-"
oops. he thought. said too much.
"Excuse me?" Jean asked.
"Oh uh, um..." he stammered.
"You want to...marry me?"
"Kind of. sort of. yes. no. i mean. yes. i mean"
"I get it, I get it." Jean laughed.
"Would it be ok if I said I'd get you the ring on the big day?"
"Of course. So there WILL be a big day."
"How could there not?"
"Indeed, fearless leader." Hank said, popping into their porch. He was accompanied by the profossor, Logan and Storm.
"Fearless?" Logan coughed. "Only when it comes to Magneto, aliens, thugs and evil. Not near a redhead."
"A beautiful telepathic green-eyed redhead," corrected Storm.
"You forgot angel-hearted," Scott added.
"Right, right," Logan sighed.
"Well then, may I be allowed to gift you two with a venue for the wedding, and just name what else you need." The professor said.
"I already have what I need." He said.
"I'm sure you do." Jean smirked.
"We're all sure you do. So is it on the Eighth of January?" The professor added.
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The Hello! Magazine dated 10th January, showed the most sweetest cover photo ever: Jean and Scott's wedding at Xaviers' Estate, with an "X" made of roses in the background, surrounded by all their guests, that included James Marsden. It said "At last! The Wedding of Scott Summers and Jean Grey".
And a short footnote:
"With best compliments from the whole of the X-team, Eva Miller, Magneto and the Brotherhood, AND James Marsden."
(A/N: And from me, too!)
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Well I guess that's it! I thought that even bad guys and X-villains would be JOTT fans too, so that's how it goes. Thanks to all those who took their time to read this, and please don't forget to review! Criticisms, fic ideas, etc etc all accepted (also I'd love it if you told me how to get away with not doing physics homework)! Please review, either post them here or at