What He Always Wanted
Written by Ashleigh! Or Telepathic Angel for those who don't know me, which is basically everyone…'sigh'
This is my first X-Men: Evolution fic excluding the stupid 'I see dead people' story I created with my friend, which has no purpose!
Inspired by Avril Lavigne's song 'My Happy Ending' so thanks Avril!
Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: X-Men Evolution and the characters don't belong to me, but believe me if they did, I wouldn't be sitting at my computer on a Friday night!
Summary: Scott has yearned for Jean his whole life but when he finally gets her is she what he always wanted? JOTT
'Jean and Scott are perfect for each other' thought
"Jean and Scott are perfect for each other" talk
xX Jean and Scott are perfect for each other Xx telepathic talk
Chapter One: Evasion
Scott looked off into the distance, the brown and red autumn leaves falling slowly to the ground. He tried to stare straight ahead not moving his eyes even a fraction to one side, for he knew what he would see and he didn't want to let his green demon out…again. His hands clenched and his eyes narrowed.
'Duncan,' the word reverberated off the walls of his mind,
'Duncan and Jean,' his whole body tensed and he felt shivers running up and down his spine. The irritating voice inside his head began to emerge,
'You knew it was going to happen; it was inevitable. Jean: the perfect girl, Duncan: the ultimate jerk, Jean and Duncan: instant relationship leaving who? Scott: the lonely coward.'
He looked down at his hands and traced his lifeline to where his wedding finger met his palm. He sighed,
'Why'd she choose him over me?' the question was familiar to him, if only he could answer it.
'You know why?' the voice screamed, its echo filled his empty mind and the answer shattered his dreams of a happy ending.
"Cause I'm a mutant," he whispered in a monotone voice. He looked up to see Kurt moving towards him and a flash of red and blonde caught his eye. He cringed and looked the other way.
"Hey dude, don't go vispering your secret to all your vrends here," He nodded at the empty bench beside Scott, before sitting down next to him, cafeteria tray in hand.
"Dude you look depressed," he said before taking a large chunk out of his sandwich. Off in the distance Kitty saw them and trekked her way across the oval to where they were sitting.
"What are ya guys talking about?" she plonked herself down on the seat next to Kurt.
"We were just discussing why Scotty here is so depressed," Kurt explained to Kitty.
She took a bite of her sandwich before speaking,
"I bet I know why," she turned her gaze to a couple off in the distance, "Scotty misses his dear Jeannie," she earned a giggle from Kurt then laughed hysterically at her own joke. Scott glared at them before standing up and walking off.
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Jean had been looking desperately for Scott trying to avoid Duncan. Lately he'd been getting on her nerves as if trying to get something from her. She knew only too well what that something was, but didn't want to risk breaking up with him.
She looked out across the oval and she found Scott on a bench staring absently at a dying tree. She looked for his eyes but saw only the red glint of his shades. As she took the first step to freedom a set of bars blocked her path; in other words Duncan had stepped in front of her.
"Hey Jean what ya doin?" He swept her into a hug and held her body close to his. Her arms crept up to his chest and gently pushed him off her.
"Actually Duncan, I was just going to go talk to Scott," she tried to step around him but he mirrored her movements,
"Summers? What do you wanna see him for?" he smiled and pulled her towards him again. She looked up at his face, into his eyes, but only found lust, nothing as pure as her friendship with Scott.
"He's my best friend Duncan," Jean held her stare and finally he relented. He let go of her waist,
"But you owe me," he smiled and licked his lips. She shuddered as he stepped out of the way. Jean searched for Scott's familiar brown locks and red crimson glasses but only found the faces of Kurt and Kitty. She sighed,
'Life's never easy,' she looked back to Duncan, 'emphasize the never.'
XxxxXXXXxxxXScott heard the bell ring in the school grounds. He barely moved an inch. The only thing that filled his mind was that of a memory.
3 Years AgoMist had coated the windowpanes and snow had soundly covered the ground. Jean and Scott were silently sitting in the vast warmth of the living room. The fire flickered and cast eerie shadows upon the walls. The smoke swiftly rose up the chimney.
"Scott?" whispered Jean,
"What?" he leaned in to hear her,
"I wanna go outside," she glanced up at his scarlet shades.
He gently shifted his body and Jean stood up. She picked up their beanies, coats and gloves.
"Will you come with me?" she battered her eyelashes, "please?" she whimpered.
Jean didn't know how much her actions affected Scott. His eyes flew open and his heart ran at double speed. These things were a common event to him, though he never showed them he always knew they were there. Ever since he'd laid eyes on her his heart had been doing flip-flops. He stood up and gently tugged on his own coat before Jean led him outside. They trudged through the snow leaving footprints in the never ending white.
Jean twirled in the snow, head to the stars, snowflakes resting on her face. Her cheeks were red and her eyelids covered her green eyes. Scott watched in awe, she'd never looked so beautiful. As Scott pondered what it would be like to be with her, Jean still circled beneath the dark night sky. Slowly she made her way over to Scott, still spinning. Before Scott could dream up what it would like to feel her warmth against his, she stumbled and fell sending them both deep into the snow.
Her body lay gently above his, their breathing synchronised, their heartbeats slowing down before suddenly rushing to pump the blood through. Jean's cheeks turned a deep shade of red,
"I'm sorry, Scott," she apologised looking down at his face.
"Don't be," his face shifted upwards meeting his lips with hers. They stayed that way for what seemed like eternity, never wanting to let go. Jean finally pulled back and her eyes quickly assessed the situation,
"Oh no, I'm sorry," She felt as if she was forever apologising. Her arms pushed her away from Scott's body in the snow and involuntarily her legs ran back into the mansion.
Scott lay there, stunned, as the scene replayed in his mind. He didn't move for an hour wanting to make sure what he remembered had truly happened. He sighed and pushed himself out of the cold of the snow and slowly trudged back to his room.
Sitting below a tree Scott had finally begun to relax, staring at the serene setting before him. He crossed his legs and sat up straight. The air around him boiled, the opposite to the fresh cold air of the winter. His situation was messed up, the opposite of what it was 3 years ago. Just imagining himself with Jean had relaxed his tense muscles and freed his mind. His eyebrows furrowed in concentration and he whispered slowly to himself realising the impact of every separate word,
"But imagining will never make the possibility a reality," the words drifted across the empty oval with the wind, slowly spreading through every blade of green grass. He pushed himself off the ground and leaned against the nearest tree.
"But even my existence will not be a reality forever so I best make the most of it now."
He walked across the grass, the dew glistening in the sun, and made his way to Science.
XxxxXXXXxxxXThere you go, the first chapter of 'What He Always Wanted.' Hope you liked it. There will be many chapters to come but I can't guarantee how fast they'll come out.
Also I'm sorry about Kurt's accent, I'm not too good at writing accents so just imagine that what he's saying sounds like him!
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