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"What did you just call me?" Emma demanded. Scott continued to unzip his luggage case, and rolled his eyes under his ruby quartz sunshades.

"All I meant was that you need to lighten up a little. You know? Have some fun?" Scott explained.

Tired of talking to the back of his head, Emma grabbed his arm and swung him around to face her. They hardly ever talked face to face when she thought about it. It seemed that the most time they spent actually talking was after making love, even then Scott would only be conscious enough to get out a sentence or two and then he'd fall asleep. He wouldn't get away with 'not' talking to her this time...not when he had just said...

"I know what you were trying to say" she admitted, "But what did you say before that?"

Scott shrugged. He didn't remember. There were a lot of things he didn't remember when it came to Emma. Emma often talked around what was on her mind which was why he hadn't made much of an effort to engage in long drawn out conversations with her. In their short stint as boyfriend and girlfriend he had discovered that she had been interested in him for almost two years. Yet seeing how he and Ororo were somewhat of an 'on again' and 'off again' kind of couple she had never seen the point of making her feelings known. It was only until she discovered they were 'off again', just before the break, that she saw her chance to make her move. Without Ororo around Scott would have no choice but to pay attention to her. Or so she thought.

"Did you just call me, Ororo?" she asked tightly her mouth set in a straight line. Scott frowned. Where had that come from?

Quickly he said "No."

Emma crossed her arms over her chest and shifted her weight to her other foot "No? You didn't? Because, I think you did."

Frustrated, Scott grabbed a stack of his neatly folded jeans from his luggage and stepped past her to his dresser "God, Em what is your deal?" he said placing the jeans inside.

"You tell me! Apparently, I'm not who I'm supposed to be," she spat. Scott turned to her shoving his hands into his pockets "Now, I really don't know what you're talking about. And what does Ro have to do with anything?"

"Just listen to how you say her name. I can feel it all over you. I tried to ignore it, but you're still not over her-" Emma fell silent as tears weld in her eyes.

Scott looked at her then...really looked at her. For the first time he could see what their problem was from the beginning. He had seen what they had together as a fling. A summer thing that didn't mean anything one way or the other. Obviously, for Emma, it had meant so much more. He should have seen that coming, but somehow it had never even crossed his mind. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her. Emma was nice, and beautiful, but she wasn't what he wanted...not really.

"I am not going to let you make a fool out of me Scott Summers" she proclaimed and then pushed past him towards his bedroom door.

Scott reached out and gently grabbed her arm "Em, wait" She didn't wait. Instead she slapped him in the face as hard as she could, and left him standing there.

It was already after midnight, and still he hadn't knocked on her door. He wasn't coming. Ororo was more than disappointed. She thought for sure he would have been there by now, but he wasn't. Perhaps he had changed his mind...Of course he had changed his mind. He had already risked enough for her. Now, because of her he had to leave. He had to leave the one place he had felt comfortable enough to call home. Ororo didn't blame him, but she'd be kidding herself if she didn't admit that she was upset.

She had decided to give him everything. Her love, her body…everything. She wanted it all to belong to Logan, and him alone. Now, how was she supposed to feel if he didn't want it? Ororo blinked back tears and climbed under the covers on her bed. She was sure that she wouldn't be able to get to sleep tonight. However, she was determined not to spend the entire night crying. The tears fell without her permission.

Her heart lurched at the sudden light tapping on her bedroom door. A smile danced at her lips and she threw back the covers. Not wanting to seem too anxious she took a moment to stop at her vanity mirror. She checked her appearance, and was satisfied. Her hair fell in loose luxurious curls around her shoulders. She didn't exactly own any lingerie so she had opted for a simple pair of pale blue bikini cut panties, matching bra and a black ribbed tank top.

Her body vibrated all over with anticipation. She was excited and scared all at the same time. The mixture of the two emotions sent a fluttering sensation through her belly that made her giggle. Ororo muffled the sound and stepped to her bedroom door. Just as she reached for the door knob a folded slip of paper skidded from beneath the door sill. Ororo looked down at it for a moment in surprise and then scooped it up.

The note simply read "The garden". Ororo's already wide smile nearly extended off of her face as she hurried to her closet to retrieve a simple pair of cashmere pajama bottoms and slide on sandals. Just as she secured the ties at the top of her pants another knock came to her door. Wasn't he going to meet her in the garden? She didn't hesitate this time in answering it. Ororo swung the door open.

"Hey Ro," Scott said quietly. The smile on Ororo's face dimmed.

"What are you doing here?" she asked bluntly, and regretted her tone. He had taken her off guard.

Scott looked her over a lazy smile playing at his lips "Nice to see you too," he said "I didn't think you'd still be up. You goin' somewhere?"

Ororo searched her mind quickly for a reasonable answer "Yeah, I uh...I wanted to get some air… So, I was going to take a walk. Being outdoors re-"

"Relaxes you. Yeah, I know," he said.

Ororo looked away she wasn't sure what to do. Somehow she had to get rid of him. She had to meet Logan before he thought she wasn't coming. She began "Is there someth-"

"Since when do you have me standing in the hallway to talk to you?" he asked stepping into her room.

Ororo hadn't expected him to just walk in, but then she realized…something was wrong. The last time they had spoken their conversation had been intense and awkward. Now he was acting as if the last six weeks hadn't happened. He was acting as if he hadn't told her in so many words that she wasn't worthy enough to be accepted into the human world. Or that trying to fit in with "them" meant that she'd have to give up their future together. He had been angry when he discovered that she wasn't exactly heart broken about breaking up with him for good. So in his anger he decided to sleep with Emma. They hadn't even been broken up for a week and already he was in bed with someone else. So much for loyalty, and fighting for their relationship. Still oddly enough Ororo was surprisingly 'okay' with it all.

What she was not 'okay' with was him showing up at her doorstep, now, as if things were 'normal' between them. Ororo stood with the door still open as Scott sat on her bed "I guess since you have a girlfriend things are a little different now" she pointed out.

"Yeah about that...Emma kind of broke up with me," he admitted.

The look on his face made her soften a little. Ororo hesitated at her door before closing it. It was obvious that Scott needed someone to talk to. There had been a time once when they told each other everything. A bond that they'd shared that made them great friends, but not so stellar boyfriend and girlfriend.

"I'm sorry to hear that" she said, but her mind was picturing Logan standing in the garden, waiting for her. In spite of her thoughts, Ororo sat down beside him.

"It's cool," he replied, and then laughed a little "She thinks I'm not over you." Scott looked down at his hands. Ororo stared straight ahead taking his words in. He said very carefully "The thing is...I've been thinking about it a lot, and I think she's right." He looked up at her "You're a hard one to get over, Ro."

This wasn't going the way she had imagined. Where had this come from? Seeing Scott the way he was now made her feel…. vulnerable. He had never spoken to her this way. The look on his face, the sound of his voice... It was all so...sincere.

"I love you," he said just as simply as if he had said hello. He loved her? Since when? All of the feelings she had once had for Scott seemed to come rushing back to her in a flood of pleasant memories…long kisses, pillow fights, movie nights…laughter…After a moment of painful silence had consumed her, Ororo found it hard to look at him, "Scott, I don't know what to-"

Then he was kissing her. Ororo had no time to protest. Before she knew it her back was against her bed and he was on top of her, his hands on her body his tongue searching her mouth. For a moment, a brief, moment she had been swept up in his passion. Scott's confession of love to her was something that she had never experienced before from anyone. And it made her feel...new. In a passionate whirlwind moment she found herself kissing him back. It wasn't until he pulled at the strings of her pants, that reality came crashing down on her. The garden. Logan. Tonight.

Ororo pushed him off of her "I have a boyfriend," she confessed. Scott frowned as if he hadn't heard her correctly. He got off of the bed and took a step back "What?"

"I have a-"

"Yeah, I heard that part, but...What?"

Ororo straightened her clothes. She could sense the jealousy in his tone, and that made her angry. What right did he have to be jealous? "What did you expect, Scott? That I'd be pining away after you the entire summer? Sorry to disappoint you, but-"

Scott's jaw tightened "Who is it?"

"Does that matter?"

"Who is it?" he demanded.

Ororo jumped at his pitch. She swallowed her quick retort, and took a deep breath. Scott stood in the middle of her room, fuming. This had gone on long enough.

Ororo opened her bedroom door, "We're done here," she said simply.

Scott looked at her as if waiting for her to say this was all an elaborate joke to make him jealous. When she didn't, he stepped through the door and down the hallway without looking back.

Ororo closed her door behind her and dropped her head into her hands. This night was turning out to be a disaster. At least now the worst was over. She had gotten rid of Scott and she could still meet Logan. She waited another excruciating fifteen minutes before slipping out of her room, and heading towards the garden. She wanted to make sure that no one else was awake and that the coast was clear. When she saw that it was, her excitement returned. She was going to see the man she loved.

Rejected. Twice in one day.

Scott watched as Ororo quietly snuck out the service door of the mansion. She was heading towards the garden...to meet 'him' he supposed…whoever he was. Why was she sneaking off to meet him in the middle of the night? What were they going to do together? The thought made his blood boil. His eyes glowed red under his glasses, and his hands clenched into fists.

Scott wondered who had the audacity to pursue Ororo knowing that she was off limits. Every guy at the school knew that she belonged to him. It was because of their respect for him and a somewhat reverential fear that they kept their distance, regardless if he and Ororo were 'on' or 'off'.

Scott was determined to catch this joker. When he did he'd remind him that Ororo was 'his' girl. He wasn't about to just stand by and let her be taken away from him. He loved her. She was the only girl he had ever admitted that to, and he refused to let it all be for nothing.

Scott kept to the shadows as he followed her. She was going to meet her lover, and her lover was going to meet his maker.





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