A/N: this is one of my fist stories that I put up on Fanfic. I'm just doing some house cleaning persay. I don't like how I formated this story so I'm changing it up alittle. Anyway, Enjoy the story


Chapter One

After Theressa said good night to Jean and Scott she went to bed. She remembered that she still had the watch on.She pressed a shinny red button that was marked Chris image and took the watch off and set it by the bed. A full image of the man that she had so easily and so foolishly fallen in love with came up. She sat on the bed just staring at him. she was feeling all of her emotions at the same time.

She was sad because she had lost the man that she thought she would be with for the rest of my life.She was mad at Nick Furry because he had used her to get to the people that were closest to her. He had lied to her and to top it all of he called her his little mutant wife. She hated it when guys think that they can rule a woman and demand things . The number one emotion that was the strongest was confusion. How could she have not seen right through the simulation? She got off of the bed and tried to touch Chris's image but it didn't work. Her hand went right through him and with that she through herself on her bed and cried herself to sleep.

It was eleven o'clock before Theressa woke up the next morning.She had been very tired. She had not slept well the past three nights.Theressa got out of bed and got dressed and went down to the kitchen. Jean had been at the stove cooking eggs and bacon. She was never a cereal person and neither was Theressa. Fox moved across the kitchen to the refrigerator and garbed a coke.

"Good morning Theresa. Did you sleep well last night? Do you want some thing to eat?" Theressa smiled. It was just as she had remembered. Before Theressa left Jean would always cox her into eating some eggs or a little bit of bacon before the going to the Danger room or something like that.

"Yah, I slept. No, I think that I'll pass. I don't feel like eating this morning."

"Are you all right? Scott and I heard you crying last night." Jean asked as she sat down and saw Theressa's smile slowly fade.

"Yah. Yah I'm fine. I was crying last night because Chris was really nick Fury. Even though Chris wasn't real, itfeels like he's died and so has apart of me. I loved him."

"Oh! I 'm sorry. Do you want to talk? You don't have to if you don't want to, but do you need to?"

"What is there to talk about? It's just that Chris ended up being Nick Furry and he captured some mutants, posed as my husband. Then he was trying to get to the leader or leaders of the X-men. To top all of this off I killed Nick Furry. Chris was only an image that Furry kept in his state-of- the-art watch."

By the time Theressa had finished she was crying her eyes out and sitting on the window seat. That is when Scott and Logan came in. They must have heard Theressa all the way down the hall because when they came in each of them had a concerned look on their faces.

"Kid are you still crying about that incident in North Dakota? I thought I told you that you would get over it."

Theressa didn't need to answer but she nodded my head anyway. Logan and Scott both grabbed chairs from the table and brought them over to the window and sat down.

"Logan, Would you give her a break. She has had a hard time with this. It will take a little while before she can get over him and get on with her life." Jean said

Scott was sitting next to Jean and he put his hand on her shoulder. Scott tried to say something but he had no clue what we were talking about.

"Guys what is going on? What happened to Chris?" Scott asked confused. He had come in on the conversation a little late. Theressa looked up and stared at Scott. There was no emotion in her face at all. It was just a dark dull place to look upon.

"Chris is gone and he won't be coming back. I just have to except it and move on with me life."

Theressa thought Scott was more shocked then she was. Scott and Chris had been best friends and kept in contacted when Chris and I moved away. Scott was standing on his feet and the chair was turned over on the floor.

"What do you mean gone? How can som--?"

"HE'S DEAD! When someone says that someone else is gone that means that they are dead!"

She immediately felt sorry that she had yelled at Scott.

"I'm sorry Scott. I didn't mean to yell. I'm just under a lot of pressure that I don't want to deal with right now. I need to be alone for a while."


A/N: In this chapter I show theressa's anger and I deal with that alot in this story and in several others. Anger is something I had a problem with and am still struggling to control it. SO I put it into a character that represents me. That's just little fact about the story and chapter. I hope you liked it. Please Review