One-Way Ticket On A Runaway Train | By : Karen Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Marie Views: 16062 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Summary: The
aftermath of Jean’s murder.
Information
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On Saturday
morning Cecilia and Moira discovered what had happened to Jean. They’d been
going to take in the newest exhibit at the National Gallery of Art and as
Jean’s apartment was on the way to Constitution Avenue, decided to stop by and
see if she’d be interested in joining them.
By Saturday evening the Professor had been notified about Jean’s death
from her father John. The funeral was
going to be held on Monday in Jean’s hometown, Annandale-on-Hudson, New York
and the Professor and Storm were going to be there to represent the school. Jean’s
mother Elaine specifically requested that Scott not bother to attend. The
Professor suggested that Scott not push the issue, but rather focus on his
upcoming wedding later that week. Scott sent a dozen peach-colored roses,
Jean’s favorite, along with a condolence card, in lieu of attending.
On Sunday
morning the school held its own memorial service, with the Professor announcing
that he’d established a medical school scholarship in Jean’s memory. Everyone signed a condolence card for the
Professor to take with him the next day and at Kitty’s suggestion, it was
decided to have a tree planted in Israel in Jean’s memory.
Later that day
Rogue stopped by the Professor’s office to inform him that at what had turned
out to be the precise moment that Jean had died, she’d been awakened from what
she’d thought had been just another nightmare about the night of Sabretooth’s
attack. She relayed the details of the supposed dream and then quietly told him
that she realized it hadn’t simply been just another dream after all, but her
memories of that night returning at last. Rogue told him she believed that her
mind was finally able to deal with the truth, as now both of the people
responsible for Christopher’s death had received befitting punishments. The
Professor suggested that she still speak with the counselor and Rogue agreed to
another session.
The Professor
had never revealed to Scott and Logan everything that he’d discovered about
Jean’s actions the night Sabretooth attacked the mansion, but he knew that both
men had their suspicions. He decided to leave it up to Rogue if and when she
decided to share her recovered memories with them. He also knew that even when
Scott was told the whole story, he’d never have wanted Jean dead, no matter how
angry he would’ve been initially. Rogue told the Professor that she was going
to tell Logan straight away as she didn’t want there to be any secrets between
them, but she didn’t wish to burden Scott this side of the wedding, to which
the Professor agreed.
When the
Professor and Storm returned from the funeral on Monday evening, the Professor
called Scott into his office and the two talked through the night. The
Professor wanted to make sure that Scott didn’t feel guilty or in any way to
blame for what had happened to Jean, despite Elaine’s accusations that it was
Scott’s impregnation of Rogue that had started the chain of events that
ultimately led to her daughter’s death. The Professor passed on the information
that Cecilia and Moira had told him about Jean’s predilection for putting
herself in dangerous situations and how they’d warned her futilely. Instead of
dwelling on the negative, the Professor and Scott reminisced about the happier
times and tried to steer clear of the not so pleasant memories of the past
year. By the time the sun was rising,
Scott felt better and promised the Professor that he wouldn’t let anything cast
a pallor over the wedding.
On Tuesday
evening Kitty’s parents, Terri and Carmen arrived from Deerfield, Illinois.
They had met Scott on previous visits to the school, but not in the role of
fiancé. Kitty told her parents that Scott had been taking Judaic lessons with
Rabbi Silberman in preparation for the wedding, which made them happy. Scott had participated in the traditional
calling up to the Torah the previous Saturday and as he had no parents to
provide the traditional reception known as the Kiddush, Charles had sponsored
the event on his behalf. That same afternoon Jubilee, Rogue and Ororo had
thrown Kitty a bridal shower that included such gifts as naughty lingerie and
assorted sex toys.
The night before
the wedding Scott was in his suite getting ready for his bachelor party. Logan
had promised it would be a night of total debauchery and Scott had no doubt
that Logan wasn’t kidding. Putting on a dab of Ralph Lauren’s Polo cologne,
Scott’s thoughts on how to behave, despite what he knew would be Logan’s best
efforts, were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.
Opening the
door, he was greeted by a petite young woman with long blonde hair and green
eyes wearing an extremely short black dress that looked like it had been
spray-painted on and was so tight that Scott doubted she had anything on
underneath it.
“Hi,” she said
softly as she reached out to run her hand across Scott’s chest, “Thought you
might like to celebrate in private first.”
Shit. Logan
hadn’t! The girl gave him a seductive
smile. Oh, yes he had. Logan had hired a hooker. Scott couldn’t believe that
Logan had been ballsy enough to have a hooker come to the house where his
fiancée and future in-laws were just down the hall.
“Uh,” Scott
began, “I appreciate the ‘um gesture, but I’m afraid……..”
The blonde
pushed Scott backward into the room, then closed the door behind them and
locked it.
“Sweetie, I’m
all paid for and I don’t give refunds,” the blonde stated as she pulled the
clingy dress off to reveal that Scott had been correct, she wasn’t wearing
anything under the dress.
Scott got even
more flustered and tried to avert his eyes.
“Whatsa matter,
sweetie, don’t like what you see?” the blonde asked.
Scott swallowed
hard and finally looked at her. That’s
when he realized he recognized her, despite the wig and colored contact lenses,
and smiled. He gathered her in his arms and kissed her hard.
Finally
releasing her mouth, Scott said, “Kathryn Pryde, you’re a naughty girl.”
“Well, I didn’t
want you going out and getting into trouble, so I thought I’d bring the trouble
to you.”
“Isn’t it bad
luck to see each other before the wedding?” Scott inquired.
“I think
technically we have until midnight,” Kitty replied.
“Gee, whatever
shall we do for the next four hours?”
“Let’s play
charades and I’ll show you with body language,” Kitty said mischievously.
“I’m not real
good at charades, you may have to give me lots of clues,” he replied as he
pulled off the blonde wig to let Kitty’s own hair come tumbling out.
“You don’t wanna
be with a blonde tonight?” she asked as Scott tossed the wig aside.
“No, Kissycat, I
only wanna be with you, even when we play games.”
And with that he
picked her up and carried her over to the bed.
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