MUST READ: So this is at the Institute, in SCOTT'S POV. This is just after Vivian leaves the Acolytes and Charles discovers what is going on. I just really wanted to include the X-Men more because I love them (obviously) and I figured we should really know what is going on, exactly, with Jean. Brass yourself.
Jean was lying in the institute's infirmary, groaning in pain by an unseen force. She was restrained to the bed so she could not move an inch. I was watching her through the bullet-proof glass window into the room, since the Professor restricted everyone from getting close to her. I can't help but slam the glass with my fist in anger.
She has to make it through this. If she doesn't then… I think I'll die because god damn it, I love her. I love her more than life or air. As clichéd as it sounds, it is so true. I'm completely and utterly in love with this girl and she is in the greatest battle of her life, and I can't do a single thing about it. The Phoenix will not take over and she WILL prevail.
A popping sound comes from behind me, and to my dismay it's Kurt. No one should see her like this – not even me. She shouldn't even be like this. Kurt places his arm on my shoulder.
"Look…" He doesn't know what to say, of course, what is there to say?
"I hope she gets better, Scott, we all do. She doesn't deserve this."
"Is that all you came down here to tell me?" I snapped back – I couldn't help it.
"The professor needs you – something about Wanda and Rogue. I'll bring you to him" I shake my head.
"No, that's alright, I'll just walk" Kurt nods, with sadness in his eyes. This whole thing has shaken us all up. Kurt disappears, so I turn to say goodbye to Jean.
"Stay strong sweetie, I love you so much." I turn back and head up the stairs to where the professor is. There were so many things I've wanted to tell her, but may never have the chance. I wish love could save people, but it can't. Love just torchers those who can't do the saving.
She always talked about wanting to do things herself, which is something I love about her. That's why I let her do the Sirens, without helping. Sometimes you need to be saved though.
As I reach the professor, who was sitting in his room, I can't help but get the feeling that something even more wrong was going on.
"What's going on?" He turns around to face me, sensing the panic rising in my voice.
"Scott, yes, well it appears that Wanda and Rogue are under the control of another being. I'm guessing Jean has something to do with it. They are at the home of The Acolytes, last time I used Cerebro it showed me that they were using their powers – a lot."
"Do you know why?" I ask. Why would Jean want those goons to get it first?
"I was able to glimpse into Wanda's mind before she cast me out. I'm afraid that new girl – Vivian – has something to do with it. I fear that if she die, then the human and mutant race die with her"
That girl? I knew we should have taken her in! Why would she insist on being with those idiots? None of this makes any sense!
"I know it doesn't make sense, Scott, but we need to get there and stop the girls, before it's too late for them."
"What about Jean? Were you able to reach her? If we get Rogue back we could do what we did last time, when Jean's powers were evolving too quickly—"
"No, that is too much of a danger to Rogue, it could kill her. I fear we don't have much time – the Phoenix is fighting to get out – already controlling the others. We need Vivian to stop it"
"And how will Jean end up in all of this?" Professor X stops speaking, unsure of what to say. It was obvious there was something he didn't want to say. My body stiffens.
"I don't know how her body will react. By the time the Phoenix is gone, there might not be any of Jean left"
No, I will not let that happen. We need to find that girl and get her over here to save Jean's life.
There is a tap at the Professors door, and we both look to see who it was.
"Jean?" There she was – literally floating in the doorway. Her blazing red hair was tucked behind her ears, and she was smiling. I couldn't help but smile too – she was there, and awake. At that moment she wasn't in pain, struggling with the hellish nightmare that had seemingly vanished.
"Scott" She states my name, in a whisper.
I run to her and pulled her arm so she was on the ground, and kissed her. That's all I can do right now – before something happens. It was as though all my love was pouring out – full of passion.
She pulls back, looks into my eyes and says; "Please kill me, Scott"
"What? I would never do that. Jean? I love you"
"I love you too, Scott… and I'm sorry" Sorry? Sorry for what?
She throws me back and uses her power to shove me into a wall. My glasses fall off, causing me to be blind. Which is good – I'm not sure I wanted to see what was happening.
"I'm so sorry… Scott" Her voice was trembling as I felt myself being lifted, glass shattering, and the wind whirling around me. I was falling to the ground, and I hit, with one last thought in my mind;
My Jean, forever and always. And now she was gone.