Encounters with an Icy Table

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.  Marvel does.  The songs belong to: Tommy James and the Shondells, Ace of Base, Dan Hill, Meatloaf, Madonna, and Cyndi Lauper.  And the ending is rather Strictly Ballroom-esque.  HeheJ

Chapter 13


"What was that about?"  Bobby asked, as he watched Hank walk down the hallway.

"Hank wants me to lay off Scott and Jean,"  Warren answered, sitting on the blue mat.  "Come on, warm up."

Reluctantly, Bobby joined him.  "Are you still pissed that Scott went after Jean?"

"I don't know.  I really wanted her at one point."

"But she wants Scott."

"I know.  That's how I'm starting to reason it.  Scott didn't go after Jean.  Jean went after Scott."

"But didn't he ask her out?"

"Yeah, but it was inevitable by then.  They kind of cemented their bond with that accident.  Anyways, you put it best.  I've got plenty of girls hotter than Jean, who are more than willing to sleep with me."

Bobby grinned.  "Lucky."

"Your day will come.  Some of my girls thought you were cute the other night."

"I don't want to be cute.  Cute means young.  I want to be sexy."

Warren cracked up, laughing.  Hank strode into the room, followed by Scott and Jean.

"Let's get this session over with,"  Scott said.

"Scott, rushing a Danger Room session?"  Bobby gasped.

"An extra Danger Room session."

"I see."

They walked into the large, domed, metal room.

"Greetings, students," boomed the Professor's voice from the control booth.  The room transformed into a series of tunnels.  The ground shook, and Hank and Bobby were soon cut off from the others.  The simulation ended on their side, and they looked at each other puzzled. 

"Oh well.  I figured that's what this was for."

Bobby nodded.  "Extra free time."

Jean was soon separated from the other two men. 

"Shit!"  Scott declared, firing at the thick tunnel walls to no avail.  The ceiling was still open.  "Fly us over!"

Warren was already off the ground, and heading up alone, when the ceiling of the tunnel closed over.  He swooped back down to Scott.

"Take me with you."

"There's no way out."

"I'll make a way out."

Warren nodded, and grabbed Scott under his arms.  Scott looked up at the ceiling and fired.  The flimsy material easily warped, and broke apart, creating an aperture for them to fly through. 

"Goddamnit!  There's a ceiling over it all!" Warren yelled, touching them down on the surface of the ceiling.  "How the hell do we know where she is?"

"Hold on."  Scott put his fingers to his temples and concentrated hard.  **Jean!  Jean!**

**I hear you.  Walk a little, so I can pick up where you are**

Scott paced on the thin metal ceiling.  It creaked. 

**I hear you.  Walk forward a little bit.**

Scott did as you were told.

**Okay, you're over my compartment now.  There are arms holding me down**

"She's down here."

"How do you know?"

"Telepathic conversation."

"She brings you into those?"

"Yeah.  They're a little odd.  But extremely useful in battle."

Warren nodded.  "How do we get in?"

Scott paused.

**Scott, blast through**

**Jean, I can't. I don't know where you are**


Scott jumped.

**Shoot straight down.  I'm well out of the way**

**I can't**

**You can.  Scott, you have to.  These metal arms are starting to hurt me**

**I'm afraid**

**You can do it.  I trust you**

Scott looked down.

"Are you going to blast?"  Warren asked.

Scott nodded.

"Where is she?"

"Not under me, she says."

Very slowly, Scott raised his hand to his visor, looking down.

"You sure?"

"No.  But Jean is.  I've got to trust her.  She trusts me."

Warren nodded.  "Fire away."

Scott pressed the button, searing the metal directly in front of his feet. 

**There you go**

Scott didn't answer, but knelt to peer through the small hole.  Seeing Jean far off to the side, he stood up, and increased the size of the hole.  Warren grabbed him again, and they descended into the hole.  Jean was being held to the side, by three large robotic arms.   Scott rushed over, and another arm rushed out of the wall.  He quickly blasted it without a second thought, and began to tug on the arms holding her down. 

"You're teke isn't working?"  Warren asked.

"No. They're too strong."

"Pull!"  Scott yelled.

"Scott, blast them away." **We did this last time.  You can do this.**

Scott looked at the metal arms.

**Your precision work is excellent**

Scott raised his hand to the visor and quickly served the first arm.

**Good.  Just like that.**

Scott searched for the origin of the second arm and blasted it.

**One more**

**It's so close to you**

**Do it just like the last ones**

Very hesitantly, Scott brought his hand up. 

**I trust you**

He fired, demolishing the last arm.  Jean lunged at him.  Instantly, six arms shot out at the trio.  Scott handed Jean off to Warren.

"Get her out of here.  Come back for me."

Warren slid his arm around Jean's waist, and took off.  Scott fired his visor and spun in a circle, quickly taking out all six robotic enemies.  Warren returned, and swooped down to retrieve him.

"I left Jeannie outside.  The rest of the simulation is fucking off.  No sign of Bobby and Hank.  Ready?"

Scott raised his arms, and Warren lifted him out of the passageway.  Once they were airborne, the simulation disappeared.  Warren touched down in the now empty Danger Room.

"If he wanted to test the three of us, why did he bother calling Hank and Bobby?"  Warren asked.

"You know why,"  Jean answered.  "He didn't want us to know he was testing just us."

Scott nodded. "He never reveals what he's trying to do beforehand.  Like last time he was just testing me, and by extension Jean.  He likes to identify potential weaknesses, and test to see if they really are as likely as he anticipates."

"Well, I'd say that was a job well done."  Warren extended his hand.   Scott shook it.

"Yes, very well."

"What're you two up to tonight?"

Jean looked to Scott.  "We were thinking of going out somewhere."

"Sometime soon, you two really do need to join the rest of us," Warren pointed out. 

"We will,"  Scott acknowledged. 

Warren left the room, leaving Scott and Jean alone. 

"You did a great job."

Scott nodded. 

"Are you feeling any better about it?"

"Some.  Your trust helps."

Jean smiled and grabbed his hand. "So, what are you planning tonight?"

"Let's just go for a ride.  I don't really feel like being very social."

Jean shook her head.  "I have an idea."


"Turn here," Jean directed. 

"This is a road?"


"It doesn't end suddenly, does it?"

"No, Scott."

The trail opened up into a wide expanse overlooking the river.


"It's nice isn't it?"

They sat in silence for a while.

"Do you want to get out of the car?"  Scott asked.

Jean smiled. "Not really."

Scott grinned.

"Put on the music though."

He cocked an eyebrow at her, but did as she asked.

Children behave, that's what they say when we're together, and watch what you say.  They don't understand and so we're running just as fast as we can. Holding on to one another's hand.  Trying to get away into the night, and then you put your arms around me as we tumble to the ground and then you say…

Scott leaned over and pulled Jean into a passionate kiss.  The kiss increased in intensity, and hands began to explore. 

I think we're alone now.  There doesn't seem to be anyone around.  I think we're alone now.  The beating of our hearts is the only sound.

Look at the way we've gotta hide what we're doing and what would they say if they ever knew, and so we're running just as fast as we can, holding onto one another's hand---

Jean's knee whacked the radio control, switching stations. 

I saw the sign, and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign.  Life is demanding, without understanding, I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign.  No one's gong drag you up to get into the light where you belong. But where do you belong?

Scott cracked up laughing, and pressed a button at random. 

Sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much, and I have to close my eyes and sigh.  I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry.  I wanna hold you till the feat in me subsides.

"This is nicer."

Scott leaned in and firmly kissed Jean again.  She crawled up on her knees, and leaned into him.

"Watch the shift!"

Jean sat back a little. She pulled Scott's face closer to her, and savored his lips. 

At times I understand you, and I know how hard you try.  I've watched while love commands you, and I've watched love pass you by.  At times I think we're drifters, still searching for a friend, a brother or a sister, and then the passion flares again…

Scott leaned closer to Jean, trying desperately to reduce the gap between them.

"This isn't going to work in the front seat, is it?"

Jean sat back against the seat, giggling and shook her head.  "We're not destined to park tonight."

Scott pouted, then looked at her thoughtfully.  "Do you, uh, want to go in the back seat?"

Jean looked at him coyly.  The song ended and cut to commercial.  Jean punched another station.

I couldn't take it any longer, Lord I was crazy when the feeling came upon me like  a tidal wave started swearing to my God…

"Now, that song's rather ironic," Scott laughed, thrusting his hand at the buttons.

Life is a mystery.  Everyone can stand alone.  I hear you call my name…

"Ugh," Scott pressed the button again.  "Sorry."

"Don't like Madonna?"


Jean laughed.

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion
Is nothing new
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after

 "Dance with me!"  Jean squealed.

"What?  Where?"

"Outside.  Turn the radio way up."

Scott turned the knob and got out of the car, joining Jean on her side.  She reached out and placed her hands on his shoulders, and he pulled her as close to him as he could.    And there, in the moonlight, under the stars, they danced.

Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows you're wondering
If I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

You said go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

Time after time
Time after time
Time after time


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