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    Shattered Dreams By: Yann I wanted to post this in it s entirety. I am sorry for it taking so long. Disclaimers and stuff: I don’t have anything… I take
    Message 1 of 1 , Nov 28, 2000
      Shattered Dreams

      By: Yann

      I wanted to post this in it's entirety. I am sorry for
      it taking so long.

      Disclaimers and stuff: I don�t have anything� I take
      that back I have a pretty nifty baseball card I�ll
      trade for rights� No? I didn�t think so.

      Achieving: If you want it take it. Just let me know
      so I can visit�

      Summery: Someone has come home, and its not Logan.

      PLEASE feedback. My children would appreciate Mommy
      being in a good mood.


      One foot, then another, just put one foot then
      another, and you�ll be home. It had become a mantra
      running through her head. So close to home, she was so
      close that she could see the lights of the elegant old
      mansion. It had been three years and 4 months since
      she left. Not that she was keeping count or anything.

      It had been three years and four months since the
      fight. Three years and four months since she had lost
      the most important piece of her self. Three years and
      four months, and all she could do was hope that she
      wasn�t too late� She just had to make it in time. All
      too often she felt like she had let him down.

      �Please stay,� his frustration shouted at her even
      though he had spoken in his soft tone of voice.

      �I can�t this is a chance of a life time. If I don�t
      do it I never will.�

      �You can�t go. I won�t allow it.�

      �I am NOT asking you to allow it! I am going,� with
      fury in her voice and a slam of the door she was gone.

      I should have listened, Zoe thought to her self as
      she hopped over the wall to cut across the huge
      grounds. He was so right. I wasn�t ready. Her lungs
      burned and her muscles cried out for relief. Soon, she
      told her self soon I can get some rest. Soon I can
      forget.

      *~*~*~

      Logan had very few pleasures that he allowed him
      self. All of the things that he took pleasure in
      Scooter frowned on. So much better, that meant more
      for him more whiskey, more women, and more cigars. He
      chuckled to him self as he settled down under a tree
      to enjoy the night, when a noise caught his attention.


      It sounded like there was something moving in the
      brush. It was getting pretty late and he would have
      bet that it was one the kids trying to sneak out. He
      crept forward on silent feet. Just a little closer and
      he�d have �em.

      Zoe didn�t think that there was going to be too many
      people up at this hour. She was just hoping that the
      locks hadn�t been changed, when a flying tackle hit
      her. Suddenly she found her self pinned under a heavy
      weight and she couldn�t move. She fought and kicked.

      The damn girl was fighting like a hellion Logan
      thought to him self. His nose told him that she wasn�t
      anyone that lived at the school. It also told him that
      she hadn�t washed in a while. The more that she
      struggled the more that he was afraid that he was
      going to end up hurting her. He ducked her swinging
      fists and roughly turned her over to try to calm her
      down. That�s when she let out a shriek that Logan was
      sure woke the dead. She wailed like a terrified
      wounded animal. Logan backed away from her unsure of
      what to do.

      The outside floodlights suddenly lit up the area.

      �What the hell is going on out here?� Scott�s
      irritated voice cut over the girl�s screaming.

      Jean pushed past him as she caught sight of the girl
      lying in a huddled heap on the lawn. Jean�s first
      thought was that the girl must have gotten hurt. She
      reached out with her mind to try to calm her. That�s
      when Jean froze.

      �She came creeping out of the brush I thought she was
      one of the kids sneaking out.� Logan explained to Jean
      his voice trailed off as he caught the look on her
      face.


      �Scott, you had better come over here,� Jean called
      out to Scott as he tried to direct the other students
      back to bed. Scott made his way over to where Jean
      knelt in the grass. Jean smoothed back the tangle of
      hair. Scott felt like someone had kicked him in the
      gut.

      �Is she all right?� Scott asked Jean.

      � She fainted. She was terrified Scott,� Jean told
      him.


      Part Two
      Disclaimers were in the first part.
      *~*~

      Two days. For two days the teachers of Xavier
      Institute shifted their schedules. It was Kitty that
      noticed first that Scott wasn�t teaching. She was the
      one that pointed it out to the others. Rogue was the
      one who got volunteered to ask Jean where he was.

      �Scott has an old friend that is really sick, so
      right now she needs him.�

      Rogue had always been good at watching people. It
      used to be a game for her to watch people and see how
      they moved and acted when they talked.

      �So Scott has a sick friend that has come back,�
      Rogue informed the others.

      �I bet it is the chick from the other night,� St.
      John piped up.

      �Well is it me or has Jean seemed a little tense
      lately?� Rogue asked.

      �Of course Jean is tense,� Jubilee, piped up. �It
      Scott�s old flame that came home.�

      �What?� Rogue gasped.

      �Sure all the signs are there. Scott set everything
      aside to sit with her and Jean�s jealous.�

      The others let that sink in and then shook it off.
      Scott wouldn�t do that to Jean. Still when a rumor
      lifts its ugly head it�s so hard to stop.

      *~*~*~

      �Come on you can�t hide down here forever,� Scott
      told her. Worry seemed to dance around in those wide
      hazel eyes.

      Zoe could be as tight lipped as a clam when she
      chooses to be. Scott had tried everything that he
      could think of to make Zoe open up to him. She just
      wouldn�t talk to him. He was frustrated. The Professor
      was convinced that she would talk to him when she was
      ready.

      Zoe nodded and took Scott�s hand and slid off the
      bed. She was almost as tall as he was. She had always
      been a gangly kid. Scott smiled to himself as he
      noticed that she finally seemed to grow into her long
      limbs. Her sable brown hair was shorter then he
      remembered. It teased the tops of her shoulder.

      // �That girl is impossible Professor! This morning
      she super glued all of the toilet seats and lids
      together and then glued them to the bowl.�//

      //�Did you ask her about it?�//

      //�Of course I asked her why she had done it. She
      just looked at me and said �Because I could.� //

      The sound of her voice cut through Scott.

      �I�m sorry I was gathering wool. What did you say?�

      �You and Jean seem to be a pretty tight item. Does
      she make you happy?� Zoe asked him.

      Scott could feel his shoulders relax as he thought
      about Jean. They have been together for the last three
      years. Things some times got a little rocky especially
      when that Canadian was around but never their love for
      each other. He was sure of that.

      �Yeah we�re happy. Especially when Logan isn�t
      around,� Scott chuckled. Zoe wasn�t laughing though.
      She knew Scott well enough to know when he was
      serious.

      �Why don�t you go on into the dinning room and get
      something to eat. I need to let the others know that I
      will take over my classes again.

      �Yeah sure,� she told him. She watched as he walked
      down the hall. Zoe went in to grab a bit if for
      nothing else to humor him.

      St. John noticed her first and he kicked Bobby in the
      ankle.

      �Ow! What was that for?� He glared at St. John. Till
      he noticed that he was staring at something over his
      shoulder. He saw a tall brunette wearing a pair of
      faded blue jeans making her way to the kitchen.

      �Is that her?�

      �What are you guys doing?� Kitty asked as she set her
      book down.

      �Scott�s mystery friend just went into the kitchen.�
      Bobby told them as Jubilee and Rogue came over to join
      them.

      Zoe ignored the whispers that came from the other
      table. She took her food and sat down at her favorite
      table at the other end of the room. It felt as if
      everything and nothing had changed. The kids were new,
      but then she expected people to come and go.

      �She is sitting at the teachers table,� Bobby gasped.

      �Well, there isn�t a sign posted that she couldn�t
      sit there,� Kitty told them.

      Logan came in for a quick bit. He noticed that there
      was someone new sitting at the teachers� table as he
      sat down. It was that woman from the other night. For
      a few minutes they sat there in silence as they ate.
      He watched her out of the corner of his eye. She was a
      scrawny thing, and she still had a swollen eye where
      his fist grazed her during the struggle.

      �Sorry about that,� he gestured to her eye.

      Zoe could feel the trembling start. �It�s okay.�

      Way to go Logan, ya scared her again, he thought to
      himself.

      �Logan,� he told her trying to set her at ease.

      He slid down so he wouldn�t half to speak to her from
      across the room. As he did he noticed Kitty, Jubilee,
      and Rogue watching a few tables away. He tossed them a
      wink as he sat down across from the new person.

      Logan. This was the Logan that had made Scott unhappy.
      Zoe glared at him as he re-seated himself. Then the
      bastard had the nerve to wink at her.

      �Once when I was a kid my mother let me keep a puppy
      that I had found. He had gotten stuck between a
      concrete wall and a building. It took a really long
      time and a lot of coaxing but he finally trusted me
      enough to get him out. He had been in a dark tight
      place for a very long time. The first time he walked
      into the light he was scared. My best friend and I
      talked to him and played with him. In the end my
      father wouldn�t let me keep him. The puppy had always
      loved both of us, so I gave him to my friend because
      it was what was for best. It didn�t mean that he loved
      me any less just that he loved me differently, but her
      brother couldn�t understand that and he harassed that
      poor dog till he ran away. That won�t happen again,�
      Zoe stood up with anger poring off of her.

      �I don�t�� Logan started to say.

      �You wouldn�t BROTHER.� Zoe walked away.


      Part Three
      Disclaimers were in Part One


      Her head felt as if it were going to blow off. At
      least she had some place where she could let go in
      private. Back and forth Zoe paced as she could feel
      her head pound with every heartbeat. Just remember to
      breathe in and out Zoe. She just kept repeating this
      to her self as she paced the small confines of her
      room. The pain will fade just focus on something else.

      She enjoyed her breakfast for the first time in ages.
      Zoe was laughing With Scott and Jean when Logan
      stalked into the dinning room.

      Kitty stopped in mid sentence when she caught the
      look on Logan�s face.

      �Did you do this?� he dropped a bundle of knotted
      material in front of Zoe.

      She looked at him and cocked an eyebrow. �What if I
      did?� she shoved back her chair. Logan moved into a
      defensive stance, but it was his look of disbelief on
      his face that caught her attention.

      �Now just a moment,� Scott started to pipe up, but
      Jean put a hand on his arm.

      [A moment love.] She told him through the link.

      �What exactly is this?� Ororo asked them as she picked
      up the tightly tied bundle of material.

      Zoe shrugged, �His shorts. Now he knows what it is
      like to get them in a knot.� She walked off towards
      the kitchen.

      Logan stalked past a shocked table full of kids. Bobby
      and St. John just looked at each other wide eyed.

      �Did she really?� Bobby started to say.

      �Yep,� replied Kitty.

      �Did he look like he was going to strangle her,�
      gulped St. John.

      �Yep,� replied Jubilee.

      �And she just walked into the kitchen?� gasped Rogue.

      �Here she comes,� Remy piped up. The teenagers could
      just stare at her wide eyed as she walked past.

      Zoe wasn�t stupid. She had noticed the night before
      that the kids pretty much steered clear of Logan, and
      she heard the rumor of his fierce temper. She wasn�t
      even sure of why she had tied his underwear into
      knots, but hey you only live once. Zoe figured that
      she didn�t have much to loose at this point in the
      game.

      �I wonder if I should warn him about the superglue in
      his shower head?� she muttered just loud enough that
      she was sure that the kids heard him. She was almost
      ran down by the stampede of kids that shoved past her
      to get upstairs.


      Shattered Dreams (part 4)
      Disclaimers were in the first part.


      Logan wasn�t sure what this kid�s problem was. He
      knew that she didn�t like him, not that it bothered
      him much. She never hesitated in making him look
      foolish or play a practical joke on him. He woke up
      one morning after being out all night to everything in
      his room pink. His cloths were pink. As well as his
      towels and even his shoes were pink. He wrapped the
      sheet around him and stalked off to find her.

      She was sitting in the Rec room like nothing was
      going on watching TV with the Boy Scout. Logan paused
      in the doorway and watched them for a second. They sat
      very close together and Scott was rubbing little
      circles on her back. Occasionally his hand would drift
      up and give her neck a light squeeze. He looked up in
      time to see Jean standing just out of their line of
      sight with her hand over her mouth and tears in her
      eyes. She turned and hurried away.

      �Do you thing that it will ever end?� Zoe asked Scott
      as they watched the news.

      �As long as there are people that work towards a
      peaceful solution between humans and mutants,� Scott
      told her with a smile.

      �I wish that I could help,� Zoe told him.

      �Not that I am complaining Zoe but why did you come
      back? I mean there was nothing that held you here,�
      Scott asked her.

      �I came back for you,� Zoe told him softly. She could
      feel Scott freeze. �No silly not in that way. Scott,
      there is something that I have to tell you,� Zoe
      paused not sure how to tell him the truth.

      Suddenly she was pulled off the couch and tossed
      across the room. A very furious Logan wearing a bed
      sheet stood above her.

      �Ya got a lot of nerve kid. Warning me off of Jeannie
      and then sittin� here pretty as ya please. All yer
      mean little jokes I can take, but not when ya make
      Jean cry,� Logan snarled at her as he approached with
      his claws out.

      �Logan you are way outta line,� Scott snapped as he
      got in between Logan and Zoe. �This isn�t what you
      think.�

      Zoe could feel the pain screaming through her head as
      she tried to focus on Logan.

      �Go ahead tough guy,� She whispered soft and low. Zoe
      tried to stand on wobbly feet. Scott rushed over to
      help her up.

      Scott smoothed back the hair from her face and noted
      the pallor of her skin and the beads of sweat that
      dotted her forehead.

      �Zoe are you all right?� Scott asked her.

      �Isn�t that sweet,� Logan snapped at him.

      �Just goes to prove that you are all brawn and no
      brains, Logan, � Zoe said as she fought down the waves
      of pain.

      �Don�t move, Zoe. I am going to get Jean,� Scott stood
      and started to make his way out of the room. �You had
      better hope that there is nothing seriously wrong with
      her,� Scott told Logan and turned to leave.

      Logan watched for her for a second. �Are you all
      right?� he asked concerned. He didn�t think that he
      had grabbed her that hard. He could tell that there
      was something seriously wrong with her.

      �Yeah, just spiffy,� she snapped at him. God her head
      felt like it was going to blow right off.

      �He really cares for you doesn�t he?� Logan asked her.

      �Why shouldn�t he, shit for brains?� Zoe asked him.
      �He is my father, you dork�

      �What! � Logan looked down at her where she laid on
      the floor.

      �Scott and I have been together since I was sixteen, �
      She told him softly and tears of pain squeezed out
      from under tightly closed eyelids. � My family were
      card carrying members of FoH. One night there was a
      rally and like any good member my father took the
      whole family to the meeting.� Zoe tried to catch her
      breath as the pain intensified.

      Mean while�

      �Jean,� Scott�s hesitant voice cut through her tears.

      �Scott,� she turned to straighten some things on her
      desk and to wipe away the tears.

      �Jean what�s wrong? If it�s about Zoe�� Scott started
      to say but she cut him off.

      �Scott, I trust you. I know there is nothing going on
      with Zoe,� Jean reassured him.

      �Then what��

      Her medical test came back today,� Jean told him. �She
      has a brain tumor. She is dying Scott,�

      Scott felt like the world had dropped out from under
      him. �No, that can�t be right. She would have told me.
      You made a mistake.�

      �I am sorry Scott.� Jean wrapped her arms around him.

      Back upstairs�

      � I remember hearing the sound of someone crying. They
      had found this mutant girl. I remember sitting there
      and thinking my god she is my age. They started to
      beat her. I tried to stop them. I covered her body
      with mine.� Zoe could feel the tears coming harder
      now. �Scott and Storm showed up and put a stop to what
      they were doing. The last thing that my father said to
      me was get out and never to come back. Scott brought
      me back here and Professor Xavier took me in even
      though I wasn�t a mutant.�

      �Yer not a mutant?� Logan was surprised and then
      horrified for what he had done.

      � No, I am not,� her mouth twisted into a painful
      grimace. �I had a hard time here. I was taught to fear
      and hate mutants now I was stuck here, but Scott never
      quit trying to reach me. My father had decided that I
      was better off dead then to be allowed to protect
      them. He was convinced that they had somehow
      brainwashed me. So he came here to kill me. Scott took
      a bullet that was meant for me. That�s when I realized
      that I had made a big mistake. Mutants are people
      blessed, not cursed, and there were good people and
      bad people. No matter if they were different or not.
      Scott may not be my father by blood or papers but he
      was my best friend, brother, and father in everyway
      that counted. The night that I left we had a terrible
      fight. He was afraid of what might happen but I
      wanted to go. I came home to make peace with him.�


      Shattered Dreams (part 5)

      Disclaimer in first part�


      �Today we are here to celebrate the life of Zoe
      Anderson-Summers,� The Professor�s voice seemed to
      just drone on to Scott.

      He remembered the first time that he met her. She was
      so afraid to let anyone near her. She reminded him of
      a wet kitten spitting and hissing at everything and
      everyone. She had been his first student, and the one
      of the few people that he let get close.

      The two days before�

      �Why didn�t you tell me, Zoe?� Scott asked through his
      tears. Jean had done everything that she could to make
      her comfortable.

      �There was nothing for you to do Scott,� She whispered
      to him. �I am dying.�

      �Don�t say that. Jean has gotten a hold of her friend
      Hank. There maybe hope yet,� Scott told her and he
      smoothed back her hair.

      �No there isn�t, Scott.� She whispered to him.

      His tears fell faster and harder.

      �Please don�t, � with a shaking had she reached up and
      brushed the tears from his face. �It�ll be all right
      soon. Please promise me something?�

      �Anything,� Scott whispered to her.

      �Promise that you�ll play jokes on Logan? He needs to
      lighten up a little,� she smiled softly at him. Her
      attention shifted to where Jean, Ororo and the
      Professor stood. Ororo had tears rolling down her
      face, while Jean sobbed quietly.

      �He�ll need you,� Zoe told Jean. �Take care of him for
      me?�

      �I will,� Jean came over and took her hand.

      �I�m sorry that I didn�t get to know you better,� Zoe
      told her.

      Zoe looked up at Scott and stared as if to memorize
      everything about him,� I love you. Please remember
      that.�

      �I will,� Scott told her. �But you are going to get
      better�� His voice drifted off as the machines around
      him went nuts.

      Now�

      Scott stood for a long time by the grave after
      everyone else had left. He wondered if Logan found his
      surprise. Just then he heard a crash and a bang and he
      knew that Logan found the glue and feathers.






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      Peace and Love,
      Yann

      Peace and love starts with one person holding a kind hand out to another. Have you loved your nieghbor today?
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