'Kay, I know this fic has been MIA for quite awhile. To save us all
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NOTES: An especial thanks to Alyx who BETA'd this part not once, not twice,
but THREE times!!! And JenN who read it and was still nice to me after I
She knew it was a bad idea.
He knew they'd only end up hurting the people they loved.
They both knew they'd do it anyway. They did.
It amazed her, how good it could be.
He'd never had anything like it.
They both knew they couldn't let go of what ever it was they had found.
She knew it was breaking Bobby's heart.
He knew Jean was growing lonely and bitter.
They both knew that hearts would be broken before it ended, but they
She cried, he cried.
He left, she yelled.
They both remembered
The Professor sat in front of the four adults, his hands folded. " We
have a serious problem here. At Jean’s request I am here to intercede and
resolve this problem. Kitty, Scott, I am very disappointed in you."
Kitty stared at the ground. The Professor had always been good at guilt
tripping, even better at it than her mother. If only he would try to
"I will not demand an explanation, because I don't want to know your
rationale for this hideous act of betrayal."
Betrayal? Funny, it had never occurred to Scott that he and Kitty were
betraying anyone. If only he could understand... "Professor? " Scott began
hesitantly, "We weren't-"
"Stop, Scott!” Jean demanded. “How is sleeping with someone else not
“I don't want to know what you two were thinking-"
"Please, Professor!" Kitty begged as the agonizing pressure of being
misunderstood began to bury her, "Please."
"You have both committed a terrible crime against your peers, people you
claimed to love. You will be punished suitably."
Punished? Punished for saving ourselves? Scott wondered as fear began to
rise in his throat.
"'Saving yourself' Scott?" The Professor asked coldly, "Was life really
so terribly oppressive that you had to 'save yourself' from Jean and your
"Yes!" Kitty exclaimed, jerking her head up. Her eyes shone bright with
unshed tears. "It was, is, dark, and cold. You would know that if you got
over yourself and tried to understand!" Kitty paused, "Do you have any idea
how terrifying it is living in the dark? Scott stops the dark. We know we
went about it the wrong way, and we should have asked all of you for help but
we were scared. We were so scared..."
“Kitty!” Bobby exclaimed surprised at her outburst. “Kitty,” he said
again softly, hurt. “Why didn’t you come to me?”
“I don’t know Bobby, I don’t. The dark…I’m sorry.”
“'Living in the dark'?” The professor was contemptuous, "And just what
was it you were scared of? The fact that we would call you on your lies?"
"They aren't lies," Scott was steadfast. "It got dark, and we didn't know
why. We just walked around in our respective hazes, doing the best we could
to survive, until one day we bumped into each other, and it got bright. "
“‘It got bright?’” Jean scoffed. “I didn’t think you were such a
pervert.” Scott sighed.
“It has nothing to do with perversity Jean. You just don’t understand
"Well, I think I can cure you of this 'darkness'. Time apart will do you
good," the Professor looked back and forth to Kitty and Scott. Stoicism was
etched on both of their faces. "Scott, you will enjoy a time of self
discovery. There is a house in the Northern New Mexico desert where you can
contemplate you actions. It should be warm enough for you there."
"And me?" Kitty asked. If the Professor had expected a challenge, he had
been gypped. His opponents were too tired from fighting the dark to fight him.
"You, Miss Pryde, will stay here. You will endure the looks of contempt
from your students and teammates, while trying to mend the relationships you
have shattered. Of course you both are adults and do not have to obey my
guidelines, however if you choose not to accept these punishments you will no
longer have a home here."
The punishments could not have been more devastating. Scott knew that the
punishments had been custom tailored. He could have endured Kitty's
punishment and Kitty could have thrived under his. But part of him still
wondered why they were being punished
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