FF "Everywhere 1.2" (1/1) PG-13 [Scott, Ororo]
- Author: Elizabeth Wilde
Title: Everywhere 1.3
Series: Driving Force
Distribution: Anyone who wants it, anyone who already
has it, http://www.geocities.com/aloysiusj/xfic.html
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men. I also don't own
"Everywhere" by Tim McGraw.
Summary: Scott tries to move on with his life.
Feedback: to wilde_moon@... unless you want
these to get even MORE depressing
Notes: Yeah, I know, that summary describes half the
series. So sue me!
...Ever since you said good-bye
I've been out here on the wind,
And, baby, you would be surprised
All the places you have been.
Scott stared hard at the road. It had been five years
since the airport. Ten years since he left the
school. //Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.// The hurt had faded
some over the years, certainly. Scott probed his own
emotions. The wounds weren't so fresh. He could
think of Jean without breaking down sobbing.
"Could you write when you get there? Or call? I
don't want to... I'd like to stay in touch."
He hadn't, of course. //Left her in the lurch. What
the fuck did I do that for... some kind of revenge?//
He didn't like pondering what twisted part of himself
had decided that trying to forget Jean was a good
idea. //It isn't fucking going to happen.//
The lines on the road blurred. The states blurred.
Everything looked the same, even when it was
different. None of it mattered. Scott had decided
long ago that he preferred his memories to the life he
was leading. //Better a few lost happy memories than
a depressing future I can recall every damn painful
I hear you're doin' fine
...Got a man that's home every night
A couple of kids and the kind of life
That you want to lead.
Guess you could say the same for me,
But you and I made our choices
All those years ago
Still I know I'll hear your voice
And see you down the road.
"Ro?" There was silence and Scott said again, "Ro?
"I-I'm here," the woman stammered, normally calm voice
flustered. "Good God, Scott, where are you?"
"Somewhere in Ohio. But that's not why I called. I-"
"You want to know how Jean is."
It was Scott's turn for a moment of stunned silence.
He sighed into the motel's tinny-sounding phone.
"She's good, Scott. Do you want to know everything?"
"I... yes, I do."
"You know that she and Logan were married?" Ororo's
voice was quiet and gentle, soothing even on the cheap
"They..." she paused, clearing her throat. "They have
"Nathaniel and Sarah."
Scott knew Jean had chosen the boy's name. They had
talked about having kids someday. //What's the song
say? "Someday never comes"?// "How old?"
"Nate is five and Sarah is two."
//Five. God, she might have been pregnant when I saw
her.// "And they're happy?"
"Very happy, yes."
A beat. "Are you coming back?"
"No." Scott felt tears welling in his eyes. "I
can't, Ro. Not anymore. It's too damn late."
He nodded and felt the tears spill over onto his
cheeks. "Don't tell... just..."
"I won't tell anyone you called."
"Thanks, Ro." Scott hung up the phone quickly and
covered his face with his hands, shoulders shaking
You're on every highway just beyond the high-beams,
Right beside me in all of my sweet dreams.
No matter where you choose to be,
In my heart I'll always see you...
In Albuquerque waitin' out a blizzard
Arizona dancin' 'cross the desert
Watchin' the sun set in Monterey
Girl, I swear, just the other day you were
Down in Georgia pickin' them peaches
Carolina barefoot on the beaches
No matter where you choose to be,
In my heart I'll always see you
Scott turned out of the motel's driveway and onto the
road again. Some demonic voice urged him to go back,
telling him it wasn't too late, that there was still a
place for him in the only place he'd ever called home.
//But there isn't. It's not home anymore. Not for
He groaned at his own lack of self-control when he
felt tears threatening again. //No more tears. If
you've got to fucking remember, remember. Stop
thinking about how much everything hurts now.//
Jean had been with him when he left. She stayed with
him down every road and through every city. Scott had
forced himself long ago to accept that he couldn't be
with her, but he refused to let go of her ghost.
//Nobody can make me give her up. Not even me,//
Scott swore silently as he turned toward Texas again.
//What the Hell. It's where I told her I'd be. At
least we'll have that much.//
He almost smiled as he pushed the car a bit faster,
but it was a bitter smile. Wherever Scott went, he
planned on keeping his memories close to his heart.
//They're all I have left.//
Are you happy now? I made myself cry! And my friend
cry! And she doesn't cry! You'd *better* give
feedback! Or I swear I'll find a way to make this
Peace & Love,
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"We've always been ready for female superheroes because women want to be them and men want to do them." -Famke Janssen
Cyclops: "I'm sorry. My mind must have been...elsewhere."
Jean: "The gutter, perhaps?" ~X-Men #8
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