10. Honeymoon

Scott and Marie took off from the private airport, on their way to Florida. Xavier made sure that the condo he has down there is ready for their arrival, and bought tickets for them for the weekend at Daytona International Speedway. He even made sure to get them pit passes, and entrance to the track whenever they wanted. Once they were settled in the plane, Scott poured them each a glass of champagne to celebrate their marriage. After it was drank, Marie got up from her seat, and waltzed over to Scott and sat on his lap.

"Ah think it's time that we join the mile high club, don't you?"

"Actually I never heard of it, want to explain it to me?"

"Ah will show you instead of explainin."

And show she did. Marie stood briefly to take her blouse and slacks off. She then motioned for Scott to get up and do the same.

"Ahhhh, actually I think I have heard of something like this, just never heard of it being mentioned as "The Mile High Club." Interesting."

"Yes it is, never done it myself, as you know, so ah thought we could induct ourselves into the club now while we are miles upon miles in the air."

"Good idea."

They gave each other the best two hours in the world in conjugating their marriage. When they landed, and got their luggage put in the limo that came to pick them up, they went sightseeing first. The driver drove them around everywhere. Marie had the idea about driving to the track and seeing what was going on. Scott instantly became excited at the thought of seeing the drivers race around the track, and possibly meeting some of them.

"Oh god, I can't believe that I am actually going to meet some of my favorite drivers. I wonder if any of them would let me take their car around a few laps?"

"Won't know unless we find out Mr. Summers."

"Guess so, Mrs. Summers."

"Ah can't believe that ah am actually married. Ah never thought it would ever happen to me, ever."

"Well you better believe it sweetie, we are in it for the long haul now."

Once they got the entrance to the track and parking lot areas, the driver mentioned who was in the back, and the gate attendee let them go through the tunnel to get inside the track area. When they emerged on the track side of the tunnel, Scott was awestruck at finally being able to see the track. Jean never got into this kind of thing. She was always the politician. Always into politics instead of other things. Scott was glad that he started his friendship with Marie when he did. She is the best thing that ever happened to him. When he is around her, he doesn't have to worry about putting up facades, or putting out airs. He can be himself.

"Scott, darlin, we are parked in the infield area, we can get out and look around, see if we can find your favorite drivers."

"Yes we can. Why don't we see if we can find Ryan Newman first? He is my all time favorite driver, other than King Richard Petty of course."

"Yea, yea, yea. Ah want to personally meet Kasey Kahne. Oh boy, does he make my heart flutter."

"Marie!!!!"

"What? You are not the only one that ah lusted after before we hooked up."

"Am I going to have to keep an eye on you this whole weekend?"

"Nope. Ah am on my best behavior. 'Sides, you are the one ah get to make sweet long love to at night or whenever you want me."

"Got a point there. I can never get enough of you."

"Now lets go meet those drivers?"

"Lead the way hon."

They walked over to where the garage for the Nextel Cup drivers set up their cars. They walked around throngs of fans to find their drivers' windows to look in at the cars being worked on. When they found Ryan Newman's window, they peered in to watch the pit crew working on this and that, Ryan noticed them and waved them to the door and let Scott and Marie into the garage.

"Hey, Xavier said you guys would be around here this weekend. I scrounged up a few of us drivers to have a reception for you guys down here. I am a staunch supporter of The Mutants Rights Movement, and have personally heard of you two in particular, and I finally get to meet the girl from The Statue Of Liberty Incedent. This reception will be held here at the track tonight if you don't have any plans as yet?"

"We will be happy to attend Mr. Newman."

"Please call me Ryan."

"Aight, will do. Who else will be here?"

"Oh, just a handful of us drivers, and few of our crew. It will be no more than about 30 of us around, along with our wives, girlfriends, and a few family members.I will let the gate people know that when you show up this weekend for the races, that you are to be let in the infield and given the rights as any driver here. Heck, I think there may even be room for you two up on my pit box, other than my crew chief and wife. Up to you if you want to see it from there or not. If not, you can always watch it from somewhere else."

"We would like that Ryan, very much, wouldn't you Marie?"

"Love too."

"Alright, now that that is settled, let me get back to my car, and go ahead and browse around if you like, the other drivers here know about you two, and will give you clearance to be around the cars, the haulers, and such. Have fun."

"Will do."

They walked around, and talked to many of the other drivers, who each extended the same invite that Ryan had for the reception. After they were all done with the sightseeing at the track, they left to get something to eat and take a short nap at the condo before they came back in the evening.

"Oh my that was fantastic, I can't believe that Xavier set all that up for us, can you?"

"Actually, this is my weddin present for you Scott. Ah suggested it to Xavier and he made the arrangements."

"Oh god, Marie, you don't know how happy you have made me."

"Ah have an idea. And you had mentioned when we were friends about your passion for NASCAR racin, and, well, here we are. You get to watch the races, meet the drivers, hang out with them, and still have time to be with your wife."

"You thought of everything, didn't you?"

"Yep, sure did."

"Driver, change of plans, go straight to the condo, and when we get there, don't come back til 6:30."

"Will do Mr. Summers, will do."

"Ohhhhh, whatcha got planned?"

"Thanking you for making my dream come true."

"What dream would that be?"

"Oh you know what dream it would be."

When they reached the condo, Scott helped Marie out of the limo, and went inside. The driver grabbed their luggage and set it inside the door, and as he left, he locked the door and closed it. Scott took Marie into the bedroom to show her how much she was appreciated. The two did it in the bedroom, the bathroom, the patio, the hot tub, and the beach. When it came time for the driver to return, they were all ready to go. The driver returned and handed them into the car, and took off.

"Mr. Summers, mind if I speak freely?"

"Sure, before you begin, what is your name?"

"Lionel sir."

"Well, Lionel, call me Scott and call my wife Marie, instead of the formalities, please? Now begin."

"Sure Scott. I wanted to tell you that I too am a mutant. I have the telekinetic and telepathic abilities. I am unsure as to what mutations you have though."

"Until recently, I had to wear shades and a visor. My mutation is my optic blasts. I can burn an object with concentration, and a red optic blast comes out of my eyes. Marie here has the ability to absorb any mutant power and memories, on normal people she can kill them with the slightest touch. We were both able to finally control our powers recently and are glad for it."

"Oh yes we are. Ah went for many years, not bein able to touch, and bein careful as to what ah wore and how much skin was exposed. Now ah can wear kini's, skirts, tanks, and tubes without a problem."

"If you ever need to get away from all this, you will be more than welcome in our home. We live with other mutants and the famous Charles Xavier. I know you have heard of him. All mutants have. This home is a mansion, that is still his. Marie and I teach school there for the youngsters, an are members of the elite team called X-Men. We help out others like us, and bring them back if they want to, to either live or be away from reality for a short while, and understand a little about their differences."

"I will keep that in mind, may check the place out in a couple weeks or so. I have family up in the New York area."

"Alright, sounds like a plan. I will let Charles know of your arrival when we return from our honeymoon."

"Thanks, Scott."

"Anytime."

"We are here. Have a great time, and I will be back if you need me, here is my number to call."

"Stay here, hang with us for the night."

"Thanks, I will."

Lionel parked the car, and they got out and walked to the are where the reception is taking place. Once they got in the room, everybody cheered, and congratulated them. Greats such as Bill Elliot, Richard Petty, Sterling Marlin, Ken Shrader, Jeff Gordon, Matt Kenseth, and even up and coming star Erin Crocker were there to pat them on the back and celebrate with them.

"Oh my god, I never thought in a million years that I would be partying it up with all of you."

"Get used to it Mr. Summers, once you get invited to these things, you are a friend and member of the club for life."

"Thanks Erin."

Scott and Marie mingled with everybody, and had a great time. They even danced with many of them. Marie was nervous when Kasey Kahne walked up to her to ask for a dance.

"Oh come on now, Marie, I don't bite."

"Alright, but ah got to warn yah, ah may not be able to keep my hands off yah."

"An admirer I take it? Thanks."

"You are most welcome Kasey."

"Now lets get out there and get mean?"

"Yes sir."

They danced a couple dances, and got to know each other pretty good. Around 10 o'clock, it came time for them to cut yet another cake. When they did this, everybody shouted their glee. An hour later, every one was leaving so they could get their rest for the qualifying in the morning. Ryan walked up to Scott, and offered to let him drive the #12 Alltel Racing Dodge Charger after qualifying was all done.

"Really? You will let me drive your car?"

"Sure, if you want, I will hook up a seat in the passenger side and ride with you, and give you pointers, if you want to pursue a career in stock car racing. In a few years, I will have my own car to manage, and if you pass my test, I will consider you for the seat. What do you say?"

"Would you mind Marie, if that were to happen?"

"No, ah wouldn't mind it at all. Everyone here likes us already, and considers us family. So why not?"

"There's your answer."

"Great. I am tired. See you in the morning for drive."

Scott and Marie left the track to go back to their condo. They showered and immediately fell asleep. When morning came, Marie instantly went to the bathroom to remove the contents of her stomach. Scott walked in and felt concern for her.

"Are you sure you want to come to the track today? You don't look well."

"Yes ah am sure sugah, it's just mornin sickness, it will go away in a few weeks."

"Alright. Lets go."

They got to the track and had breakfast with Rusty Wallace, Travis Kvapil, and Ryan, along with their respected crew chiefs. When it came time for qualifying, Scott and Marie took up their posts on top of Ryan's pit box. Ryan was last out on the track, and he almost blew the track record off the charts, but it wasn't good enough for the pole. Dale Earnhardt Jr. Got the pleasure of getting the pole. Afterwards, Ryan went up to Scott and handed him a helmet and a fire suit of Rusty's since they are the same size. Scott got in the car, and got strapped in, started the engine with Ryan by his side. They made a few laps, then came back in.

"Oh that was great Ryan, thanks a lot for letting me do this."

"No problem, it was my pleasure."

Scott and Marie then took the day off and went shopping for things that the others wanted from down there. They went to the truck race, and had a blast. Partied with Bobby Hamilton when he won. When the Busch race was on, they were not at the track. They were at the condo making sweet love to each other all day long, spending time with themselves instead. Sunday rolled around and they were at the track, watching the race, the cautions, the restarts, the pit stops. Ryan made sure that Scott and Marie had access to his conversations with Matt Borland, his crew chief, and his wife. With only 10 laps to go, there was a caution, a huge one, or what race fans call "The Big One." Only 12 drivers were taken out of the race. When the restart came about, they were all single file, the rule being that with 10 or less to go, the drivers had to restart single file. Sterling Marlin won the race having restarted 6th. Scott and Marie had partied with him as well, and left shortly before 3AM. Their flight wasn't taking off til 4PM, so they had time to get plenty of sleep. Once time came for them to leave, they took off, with more friends then they thought possible to make, and plans for the near future to hang with them. They got back to the mansion, and went up to their suite to sleep the few hours it was in the morning, til they had to face everybody and tell about the honeymoon, hand out presents, and get ready for the start of school that very morning.

The End!

For now. Sequel will be up shortly, it will be about a few years after all this took place. Thanks a bunch for all your reviews, and encouraging me to continue this to the end. If any of you have ideas for the sequel, let me know, and I may incorporate them in.