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“You want her for yourself”

Scott and Jean’s Bedroom

‘Man did I blow it or what’ Scott was pacing the room, frequently rubbing his forehead.

An hour ago,

“You want her for yourself,” Jean yelled. “You son of a bitch you want Ororo….my best friend.”
“No Jean…its not like that” Scott tried, trying to pacify her. “Its…”
“NOT like THAT” she bellowed again.
The next instant Scott found himself pushed outside their room window, hovering thirty feet in the air.
“Then tell me Scott…” she said with a sickening sweetness. Suddenly her voice turned cold, a menacing scowl on her face. “How is IT?”

“JEAN….” Scott cried out, looking down and fearing for his life. “Jean…please….let me down…give a chance tooooo……Aaaaahh” he yelled out as Jean tossed him higher into the air. “JEAN….”

**Give me one reason for not letting you fall to the ground** her cold mental voice threatened him.
**Jean….please…its really NOT what you think. Don’t be a…**
**DON’T even think about calling me a FOOL**
**Jean…..Please. Just give me one chance to explain** Scott pleaded.

There was no answer, but Scott found himself drawn towards their room.

“Go on….” Jean had her hands crossed at her chest, a deep scowl on her face. “EXPLAIN yourself”
“Well…” Scott gulped, calming himself from his near death experience. “It is like this….”

//Flashback//

“Hey…” a teenaged Scott Summers stepped into the Xavier mansion greenhouse.
In front of him, on her knees with her back to him was Ororo Monroe. At his hail, she looked back and smiled at him. “Good morning Scott” she spoke evenly. Her calm demeanor and control far beyond her age. “How are you this morning?”
“Good…very good” he answered nervously. “How are you doing? I mean after last night…,” he asked referring to her latest nightmare. Ororo and Remy had arrived at the mansion about a year ago and her intense nightmares were still something most residents were not used to
“I am well…” Ororo asked bluntly, turning back to the tulip bulbs, she was planting.

“Uh…I am sorry I didn’t mean to anger you” Scott spoke up, trying to salvage the situation. He had something on his mind and needed Ororo’s complete attention for it. “I am sorry” he tried again.
“It’s alright” Ororo answered standing up and straightening her dress.

Taking a deep breath, Scott stepped forward. “Ororo…” he spoke with false confidence. “….would you….know…I mean you and me…together…we.”
Understanding where he was going, Ororo cut him off eve before he could get the words out. “No”
“NO” Scott’s eyes widened behind his visor, a hint of anger and disappointment clear in his voice. He had expected this, but having it spoken out aloud and that too even before he could voice the question….hurt his adolescent ego. “Why not?” he questioned tightly. “I thought you liked me.”
“I do” Ororo answered trying to fend off his approach. “Not romantically….I like you as a friend…as a brot…”
“DON’T” Scott lifted his hand, “Don’t say that. Because I don’t……I like you in another way.”

“No you don’t” Ororo answered evenly, a drop of impatience coloring her usual even tone. “You like Jean….and I….”
“I know….you like LOGAN” Scott scoffed at the unknown competitor. “And as for Jean….she is with Warren.”
“Scott….Don’t….Cross…Your…Boundaries” Ororo threatened, her eyes clouding over, an ominous dark cloud appearing over Scott’s head. “JUST GO”

“Hmph…” Scott turned his back at her, his innards churning with fear. “You know what….I was doing you a favor. You think your Logan is going to come back. Guess again. You will stay this way….alone and lone…” his next words were interrupted as something hard hit against his jaw knocking him off his feet. Looking up at the hidden attacker, he saw a pissed off Remy Lebeau standing over him, his red on black eyes glinting with pure anger and hate.
Bending down her pulled Scott towards Ororo and pushed him towards her feet.
“Apologize homme” Remy said tightly. “Say sorry NOW or else…” he threatened charging the single card he had just drawn from his ever present playing cards deck.

Looking up at the tearful sister and angry brother duo, Scott decided that apologizing would be the best way to get out of the greenhouse alive and in one piece.
“Sorry Ororo...I shouldn’t have said that” he said, pushing himself up.
“Yes you shouldn’t have” Ororo answered, leaning on Remy’s shoulder, turning her head away from him.

“Ororo….” Scott tried again. He had been a jerk and had just realized it. The professor had warned all the students to avoid questioning Ororo about her past and especially taking care to not meddle with her calm attitude….her emotions. It was necessary for her to maintain control of her powers and of the weather. She was still perfecting her control and erratic emotional behavior was a deterrent to that control.
“Leave” Remy spoke for her, pointing to the greenhouse door.

Nodding his head, Scott turned and walked to the door, his head lowered and shoulders slumped in shame.

//End Flashback//

Jean was stunned at Scott’s revelation. No one had told her about this….not even Ororo, her best friend, her sister – who was an involved party.
“When did this happen?” she asked, her voice thick and rough at the sudden tightness in her throat.
“Six months before we got together” Scott answered, rubbing his hand on his face as if trying to rub the past away.

“Why didn’t anyone tell me?” Jean demanded. “Why didn’t YOU tell me?”
Looking up at her, Scott let out a sigh. “When this happened…you were dating Warren” he started. “You know Ororo was correct….I really liked you and just wanted to lash at you. Maybe even make you jealous. You were a medical student…almost a doctor, dating a multi-millionaire playboy. Me….I was just a freshman at college. Once we started dating….I was afraid that if you came to know about it, you would break off and go back to him.”
At his reasoning, Jean seemed to calm down. When she and Scott had started dating, they had to face comments and even rebukes from others as well as overcome their own personal fears. The reason for this was the seven years age difference between them…she being the older partner.

‘But why didn’t Ororo…’
As if sensing her next question, Scott spoke again. “As for Ororo…she was the one who had the good sense to keep it a secret.”

//Flashback//

Three weeks after the greenhouse incident,

The x-men had just ended a strenuous training exercise and were headed for the showers.
“Scott…” Scott looked back to see Ororo and Remy walking towards him. Nearing him, Ororo stopped while Remy continued walking to the showers, but not before pointing a fluorescent charged card at him.
“Y..Yes Ororo” Scott was still nervous to face Ororo. More than anything, he was afraid of the news reaching the Professor’s ears. He had a deep respect for their mentor and looked up to him as a father.

Taking a deep breath, Ororo spoke evenly. “Whatever happened in the greenhouse must not be repeated…EVER. You will never mention it to anyone and not talk about my past. Do you understand that?”
“Yes” Scott nodded his head.
“Very well. You do that and….I will not report it to the Professor and make sure that no one else will know about that day’s events. Neither Remy nor I will speak of it to anyone” with that she started towards the girls shower.

“Ororo…” Scott called out to her.
“Yes” she stopped but did not turn back to face him.
“Thank you for not telling anyone” he apologized softly. “…..And I am sorry”

Ororo just nodded her head before continuing on her path.

//End Flashback//

“That is why no one knows about it” Scott clarified to her.

“So you ARE jealous of Wolverine” Jean accused again. “You want it to be you to be with her. Do you still want her? Because if you do….let me tell you one thing, if you haven’t been able to get her till now…you surely aren’t going to get her now that ‘her’ Logan is here with her. However….if you still want to give it a try….you are more than welcome to try it. Just know that….if you do that it will end anything we have…forever. I don’t play second fiddle.”
“No Jean” Scott shot up from his chair. “It’s not like that.”
“Then how is it?” she questioned again, tears appearing in her eyes. “Because it sure looks that way to me. You seemed to be tired of an *old* model like me and still want your first love…the beautiful regal Storm.” Her words sounded harsh to even herself. It sounded as if she was accusing Ororo of being an equal participant. But she needed to do that. She would apologize to Ororo later.

“JEAN” Scott caught hold of her shoulders. “Don’t say that….You know you are my first, one and only true love. Please don’t….” he leaned onto her shoulders. “Please…I am sorry.”
Tears were flowing freely from Jean’s eyes. “Then tell me the real reason,” she asked, her normal smooth voice cracking under the intense emotional stress.
“Its…Its….” Scott tried to get the words out. “It was more of an ego thing…she…”
“She turned you down” Jean completed his words. “It’s because she turned you down for someone you look down at….someone you fear.”

“I don’t….” Scott started again.
“Shut.Up.Scott” Jean said, pushing him away. “Just Shut Up. I have seen it all. I see how you feel towards Wolverine….act towards him. You fear him…what he is…you are afraid of that. But at the same time you think that he is below you and doesn’t deserve to stand alongside with you….let alone have in his arms – the most sought after woman you know. Especially one who didn’t deem you suitable enough for even a single date.”
“Jean…” Scott was hurt at her blunt words.

Walking to the door, Jean opened it.
“Scott I suggest you get over your petty egotistical feelings and act as the team leader you are….and not interfere in the personal life of others….when your personal life is on the brink of ending itself.”

With that, she walked away, closing the door behind her.

----

Present,

Scott was angry…..angry and sad.

He regretted his actions and thoughts…both towards Ororo and Jean. He would have to come clean with both of them and hope that they forgave him.

But more than that, he was angry. Angry with himself…lowering himself to the level of that….that animal. *Wolverine*…even his name was that of an animal. ‘He’s not worth it. He’s not worth my time.’

----

Sometime later, Mansion kitchen

“Coffee Cherie’” Jean had just entered the kitchen and found herself face to face with one of the three people she least wanted to be with.
“Uhn….hey Remy” Jean responded uncomfortably.

Noting her slightly smudged makeup and reddened eyes, Remy instantly knew that the Wolverine had intruded upon hers’ and Cyclops bedroom too.
“Coffee?” he offered to her. At her reluctance, he tried again. “Come on cherie, Remy need yor’ help.”
“Help?” Jean’s eyes shot up. “Why….what happened? Are you sick? Hurt?” she asked in full doctor mode.
“Only if you can call a verbal beating from ma’ belle….being hurt.”

“You and Rogue” Jean relaxed, a smirk on her face. Remy and Rogue were the resident *explosive* couple of the mansion…..their fights were as intense as everything else in their relationship. “What was it this time?”
“Th’ Wolverine” Remy answered with a slight regret and anger in his voice. He had been thinking about what Rogue’s parting remark. *Give him a chance. More importantly….give yer sister a chance. Just as we were given*

“You too huh” Jean chuckled picking up her coffee mug.
“Yes….she want me t’ give th’ Wolverine a chance” he managed to croak out.
Jean nodded her head. “She is right you know. Some of us have been closed towards Wolverine. We should give him a chance. He can’t be all bad if Ororo loves him.”
Remy flinched at her last words. ‘Love’ Rogue had said the same thing to him. His Stormy….his one and only…the woman on whose love he had had sole proprietorship….loving someone else. And that too more than she loved him. The thought of it was both joyous and sickening.

It was the brother in him. On one hand, he was happy for his sister, but on the other hand, he was finally going to lose her. Through the years he hadn’t been troubled by the various suitors. He knew that she wouldn’t give into them….give up on the *unseen* non-present Logan.
Now….Now Logan was here and in an instant, everything had changed. In an instant, he lost the position of the most important man in her life to him…to Logan…to Wolverine. That was something he wasn’t ready to do at such a short notice.

“I know about the greenhouse,” Jean stated softly, jarring Remy out of his thoughts.
“Hnn….” Remy looked at Jean, having missed what she had said.
“I said…” Jean looked directly at him. “I know about the greenhouse.”
“Oh…” was all Remy could say.
“I’d like to thank you for staying silent for so many years….even though you and Scott don’t always see eye to eye.”

For once Remy did not know what to say. Jean’s sudden revelation had stunned him speechless.

Standing up, Jean emptied the leftover coffee into the sink. Walking to Remy, she laid a hand on his shoulder.
“Give it a chance…give them a chance,” she said before walking away to her office, leaving Remy staring at the choice mug grasped within his hands.

-----

Outdoors,

Bobby Drake and St. John Allerdyce were sitting poolside discussing the latest gossip topic among the students of the Xavier Institute. They were talking about their teacher’s new *boyfriend*.
“I don’t know what she sees in him” St. John commented, flipping his lighter’s cover. “He looks life an overgrown wolf or something” he chuckled at the mental visual. “Wolverine….what sort of a name is that?”
“A name which fits him perfectly” Bobby stated, the events at the base clear in his head. “You haven’t seen him in action. He’s….He’s….” he was knocking his head to get the correct words.
“He’s the best at what he does.”

Both friends looked up to see Kitty and Piotr walking towards them.
“Uh…Hi guys. Come for a swim” he commented at their garb.
“Yes” Kitty nodded her head. “Wolverine has recovered so we decided to leave him and Ororo alone.”
“She is with them…right now” Bobby pointed towards Wolverine’s room. “What are they doing? I bet they are all Ooohhh….and Aaahh. You know all kissy-kissy” he joked making kissing sounds and moving his hands around an invisible lover.
“No” Kitty grinned at his antics. Bobby was the resident clown and he never let the others forget it. “They are just sleeping.”

“SLEEPING…” St. John spit his lemonade out. “As in….together…in the daytime.”
“Yes” Kitty answered innocently. “They were tired”
“Man….they didn’t waste any time did they” St. John grinned at her.
“Allerdyce….get your head out of the gutter” she scolded him. “They are sleeping…..as in SLEEPING…catching zees….snoozing and all that. Not you know ‘sleeping’.”
“Oh” he sounded disappointed.

“How did they hook up so soon?” John questioned Kitty. “He’s only been here for a day…and *POW* he has the resident goddess wrapped around his pinky.”
Kitty was hesitant for few moments, “I don’t know if I should be telling you this….but it seems both of them knew each other since before Ororo came to live at the mansion. Even before she met Remy.”
Bobby’s eyes widened at her words. He had once witnessed Ororo’s nightmares and had overheard the Professor and Jean talking about it.
“He’s Logan….isn’t he” he stated with conviction.
“Yes…” Kitty nodded her head. “But only Ororo is allowed to call him that. The rest of us have to call him by his codename…Wolverine”
“Or what…” John chuckled. “….he’ll climb into your lap and growl at you.”

“No” Kitty sounded angry. She liked Wolverine and Storm and didn’t want to hear anything against them. “He’ll…well just hope you never need to find out.”
“I am not afraid of him,” John boasted, creating a small ball of fire. “He doesn’t look all that tough. Just like an overgrown hairball. If he tries anything stupid with me…I’ll burn all those hair right off his body.”

“They’ll grow right back….” Bobby grinned at his friend’s mock bravery. “….he’s...well you have had to seen him in action to know what he is. Just remember that you don’t want to go up against him. I have seen him get shot dozens of times, his skin burnt right off his body, his muscles torn off his body by explosions and even have a truck run over him…and he still shrugs it all off and continues fighting.”
“WHAT?” John was impressed and fearful, all of his bravado…gone up in the proverbial smoke.
“Well I’ll tell you everything….but just let me start by saying that the Professor sent eight of us to *rescue* him and he still managed to get away….and get a lot of slicing and dicing done in doing that.”

With that, he started narrating the events of the Wolverine’s rescue by the x-men.

-----

Logan’s room,

Wolverine growled at the repetitive knocking on the door. Trying to get deeper into the soft bed, he moved his hand to draw Ororo closer to him….but grasped just air.
“’Ro” he grunted at her absence. Her scent was strong in the room and the warmth of the bed told him that she had just gotten up.

Turning around he saw her opening the door. Before he could tell her to leave it locked, she had opened it. Standing in the doorway was….”One Eye” he growled.
“I’ll be there in a minute” he heard her say.

Coming towards him, she bent down and kissed him on the lips.
“I have some work in the infirmary” her sweet breath was hot against his mouth. “You rest…I’ll be back soon.”
“Hmm…Ok” he rubbed his eyes, trying to rub the sleep out of them. Jumping off the bed, he walked her to the door and watched her walk away towards the elevator.
“Whatdya want One-eye?” he growled at the taller man. He could sense the unease rolling off from him.
“From you…nothing” Wolverine sensed his scent change…..he was gonna do something bad.

“I just wanted to let Ororo know that Forge is awake and is asking for her.”
“Forge?” Logan cocked his ears. “Who’s that?”

“He….He’s her boyfriend”
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