Hi all!! I'm back again. Here's the next part of Dreams of an Angel. Hope you all enjoy it! Any comments or suggestions, well, you know how to contact me. My Yahoo ID is Goldenknightuk if you wish to send me an instant message. Sorry for any bad grammars boys and girl. C'mon! Nobody's perfect!! :)
Before the show, onwards to the boring part! Legal matters! Hehehe. You can press 'fast-forward' now.
Well, first of all, this story, as you will certainly find out soon, is TOTALLY fictional. So! If any of you truly believe in it... dude, I'm worried about you. Secondly! None of the guys in the Backstreet Boys are gay! (No matter how hard I wished it :P). But nobody say we couldn't dream it, heh heh. Thirdly, Warren Worthington is actually a character from Marvel Comics, X-men known as Angel or recently Archangel. Okay fine, I admit it. I'm bored and I am making a pathetic attempt to make life a lil' bit interesting. Its not like I'm gonna publish it or something. What else to talk about hmm? Oh, there may be some adult gay scenes in this story. Unlike my brother, I don't mind writing naughty stuff ;) so! If you're underage, naughty, naughty! I can only ask you to go away, but I cannot do anything else to stop you from reading on anyway. Hell! I've been sneaking into the internet to watch gay porns since I was 13! So, if your parents or whoever responsible for you catch you, don't say I didn't warned you. However, if you're homophobic... well maybe I can seduce you enough to turn you around heh heh. I do so love a challenge ;)
Anyway, enough talk. Any comments or boos or suggestion or whatever, just sent it to the same address as in NNTs, goldenknightuk@yahoo.co.uk . Yeah, we shared the same address. Don't ask. Long story.
Okay then! On to the show. Now, don't be shy now. If you got any comments or suggestions, just drop me a note. You do the request, and I'll do the show.
Andy
The journey to New York has been very uneventful so far for James Lance Bass of 'Nsync. The plane rocked under the occasional turbulance but it has been like this on and off ever since they left Orlando.
Leaning back lazily in his seat, he turned his head in slight annoyance at the snore from the man sitting beside him. Joey has continually and heatedly denied that he snores in his sleep and yet, here it is! And the worst thing about it is that it is beginning to bother him.
"Joey." He grumbled irritably as he shakes the man beside him. "Joey, quit the snoring will you? I'm trying to sleep."
Joey merely replied with an annoyed groan and a snort before stirring himself slightly and fell back to his snoring. Lance clicked his tongue in annoyance and gave up the attempt to wake him. He is already wide-awake anyway. Getting back to sleep is out of the question... not with Joey's ultra-sonic snore rampaging wildly beside him.
Instead, he switches on the reading light and proceeds to pull out his paperworks, sighing heavily as he did. He turned his back on Freelance for only two weeks to concentrate on the band - just for two fucking weeks!!! - and the whole place blew up into chaos already. His board members began clamoring for him to come back, calling him and faxing him bundle loads of papers and contracts and whatever for him to read and sign and approve... God! The whole point of him hiring those idiots was to make his job easier but instead, it only made his headache worst! When he gets to New York, there's gonna be a lot of firing!!
Muttering some vile curses on fools and idiots under his breath, he put on his glasses and starts running through the documents, scribbling something on it occasionally when he came across something that needs to be reviewed again later. JC and the others kept on harping on the fact that he has been working himself too hard. Of course he has to work hard! Let them deal with those fools at Freelance for a week or two, and we'll see how long they last!
Okay. Control now. Deep breaths in and out. Anger and bitching will only interfere with his thoughts. Let see what we got here... contracts... contracts... letter from his lawyers YUCK! Okay. Now. THAT is one headache he refuse to deal with right now... more contracts... letter from Jive... letter from the bank? Oh great! More bad news. What else is new? ... more contracts (will it never ends?)... letter from... Eh? What's that noise?
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Lance's head shot up upon hearing that tapping sound... which, considering that he is sitting at the window seat on a plane which is currently hundreds of miles up in the air... the tap appears to come from the most unlikely of places... more specifically: the window. He turned his head slowly to look out of the window next to him only to see Nick Carter's face smiling back at him from the other side. Next to him is another man with blond hair and... blue skin and... wings...?
Eyes wide in disbelief, Lance could only watch as Nick waved and winked at him once before coming nearer and placed a kiss against his window before laughing and pulling away...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Lance's high-pitched scream engulfed the entire first class cabin and beyond as he shot off from his seat and stumbled backward frantically, sending his papers flying all over the place.
"AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!! What the... What's happening? What's going on? Lance? LANCE?" Joey cried out wide-eyed from his sleep as Lance miraculously leaped over him, his feet connecting against his cheek as he did.
"Wha...? What the hell? What's going on? Lance? LANCE?" JC cried out in surprise.
"What the fuck?! What's going on? Are we crashing? Oh my God! We're gonna crash, are we?" Justin cried out in panic in his seat, as he was startled out of his sleep.
"Huh? Crash? We're crashing? Oh God! Please no! I don't wanna die!! I'm still too young to die!!!" Chris cried out as he looked around wildly.
"Sir? Sir? Are you all right?" A terrified stewardess rushed from the back, followed by several others as well as a string of worried looking passenger from the rest of the plane.
"LANCE! LANCE!" JC shouted as he shook Lance on the shoulder roughly before slapping the screaming man.
The screaming ceased. Hiccupping once, Lance stared wildly at the people around him, gasping for breath as he did. He could actually hear his own heart beating wildly like a horse back from a race. His limbs are shaking.
"Lance! Lance? Answer me, buddy! Can you hear me?" JC asked worriedly.
"J-J-Josh?" Lance stammered.
"Lance, what's wrong?" JC asked again even as Joey started rubbing Lance's back soothingly. "Calm down, buddy. Calm down and tell me what's wrong."
"I-I-I saw Nick!" Lance stuttered, pointing at the window shakily. "H-H-He was outside my w-w-window! With a man with w-w-wings! He w-w-waved and winked at me!"
JC and the others gaped at him as if he just grew a third eye or something. Justin went as far as to peer out of the window. The whole thing took only several seconds before Chris and Joey burst out in laughter.
"False alarm, everyone." Chris said to the cabin crew and the rest of the worried looking passengers. "It's only a bad nightmare. False alarm. Sorry about that."
The announcement definitely worked for the best as relief flooded the crew and passengers' eyes and they returned back to their seats. Joey still hasn't stop laughing and by now, Justin has joined him.
"Scoop. You overworked yourself again, didn't you?" JC smiled in relief. "I told you to lay off your work for a time, Scoop but you never listen to me! What am I gonna do with you?"
"But... but it's true! He was outside my window!" Lance protested as JC and Joey helped him back to his seat. "He even kissed the glass!"
"Lance, we're hundreds of feet above the ground! Unless Nick can somehow fly..." said Joey.
"He was with a blue-skinned man with wings! It's true! I saw him!" said Lance.
The other laughed and even JC was shaking his head as he smiled.
"Lance, look." said Justin as he nodded his head at the window. "There's no one out there. You're imagining it, dude. God, you really scares me just now."
"You've worked so hard, you're beginning to see things, Lance." Said JC. "Go back to sleep. Curly, pull down the shutter of that window, will you? C'mon, Lance. Go back to sleep. I'll stay beside you. I'm keeping my eyes on you, d'you hear? No more work for the rest of the week! Joey, switch seat with me, will you?"
"I guess I've been seeing things." Lance smiled at last. "It must be the stress. Sorry to give you a scare, guys."
"Don't worry about it, buddy. Just go back to sleep. If it makes you feel any better, you can give Nicky a call after we land, just to check up his whereabouts." Said Chris.
"What about my papers?" said Lance as he looked at the scattered documents all over the floor.
"Chris and I will take care of it. Go to sleep, dude." Said Justin.
"We'll apologize to the rest of the passenger after we land." Said Joey.
Lance leaned back against his seat, trying to decide whether he has been imagining the whole thing or otherwise. The whole thing was so real! He was positive he saw Nick Carter outside his window... and that man with wings... an angel... a beautiful blond-haired angel... But then, he has to admit, it sounds... impossible...
The whole cabin became quiet again. Soon, everyone was asleep again. Little did they know, should any of them bother to examine the window closely and carefully; they would see the traces of lips-print on the other side of the window.
Some miles away from the plane, Nick and Warren were laughing hysterically as they glided on through the air. At first, they were merely trying to fly past the plane. But then, Nick noticed the light at one of the windows was suddenly switched on and lo and behold, he immediately recognized Lance Bass of 'Nsync, looking all cute and serious as usual. The opportunity was too great to pass! Poor baby.
'Mental note to self,' Nick thought to himself. 'Buy Lance a nice dinner soon.'
Lance wouldn't know why Nick would suddenly want to buy him dinner, but well, an apology is an apology, whether he knows it or not.
"We're gonna be in soooo much trouble if Scott ever finds out about this." Warren smiled, flapping his wings once before spreading it as they veer off gently to the side.
"Well, he wouldn't know if we keep our mouth shut." Nick replied.
"That's easy for you to say. Jean and the professor are telepaths remember?"
"Aww shucks!" Nick groaned. "I keeps on forgetting about that."
Warren laughed.
"Want to see me do a somersault?" Warren grinned.
"Oh no! Wait! WAAAARREEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!" Nick shrieked as Warren, with several strong flaps of his wings, swooped upwards and performed a perfect somersault, spinning in the air as he did.
"WOOOOO-HOOOOOOO!!!!!" Warren shouted before laughing joyfully before maneuvering himself wildly through the air, dodging one cloud after another, chanting playfully as he did, "Go War-ren! Go War-ren! Go War-ren! Go War-ren!..."
"Ooooooooh... I think I'm gonna be sick..." Nick said groggily.
"Aww, c'mon, baby. Toughen up!" Warren murmured seductively as he leans forward and starts kissing Nick on the neck gently.
"Mmmmmm..." Nick smiled widely as he closed his eyes blissfully. "Now, I definitely can get used to that."
"Nice cologne." Warren murmured softly as he kissed. "Calvin Klein?"
"Guess again."
"Whatever it is, its sexy." Warren replied, causing Nick to laugh aloud. Warren's hand slipped down and started massaging Nick's torso seductively.
"Oh great! Help! I'm being molested!" Nick laughed.
"Don't tell me you don't like it." Warren slurred mockingly, causing Nick to laugh even harder. "Prepare to dive!"
"Wha... aaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Nick yelled out as Warren suddenly took a steep dive. They pierced to clouds and came out on the other side where Warren immediately spread his wings again and leveled off.
"You know, it wouldn't hurt to give a little warning before you do that, rather than giving me a heart attack." Nick scolded even as Warren laughed.
"Well, consider it a small punishment for surprising poor Mr. Bass of 'Nsync just now." Warren replied.
"Hmph. You got a point there. Poor Lance. I'm gonna buy him a nice dinner soon as a way of apologizing to him."
"I'll join you if you don't mind? Since I was with you, I consider myself a partner in crime." Said Warren.
Nick smiled before turning and gave him a gentle peck on the lips.
"By all means, come along. I'll introduce you to him. He's a nice guy."
"We're home! Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking! We'll be arriving at Xavier's Mansion in several minutes. Please fasten your seatbelt and no smoking. Thank you for choosing Warren's Airline. " Warren laughed happily as he veered to the side steadily for an instant before flapping his wings again and starts heading towards the distant mansion.
"You are full of shit, you know that?" Nick laughed.
"Yeah, well. What are you gonna do?" Warren answered cheerfully. "What time is it?"
"3:40 a.m." Nick answered. "What are you gonna tell the others about us?"
"Bobby and Jean already knew that I was going to tell you tonight. As for the rest... oh well, let them find out by themselves."
"Think they'll be okay with it?" said Nick.
"Well, they were okay with it when Bobby came out. So, I guess another one wouldn't make any difference." Said Warren as they landed gracefully in the middle of the lawn.
"Everyone asleep already." Nick noted quietly as they make their way to the door.
"Hank should be up. It's his turn for monitor duty. But knowing him, he'll probably have his nose buried in a book instead of watching the security camera." Warren replied as they slipped into the house. "And Bobby's room is still alight. He's probably waiting for us."
"Aww, isn't that nice." Nick smiled and laughed softly as Warren pulled him into a hug. Together, they make their way up the stairs.
As they approached Bobby's room, a familiar song floated out towards them. Nick laughed as he recognized it.
"It's my favorite song, 'Drowning'." Nick explained as he saw Warren's enquiring gaze. "Our little Iceman has definitely proven that he's a BSB fan."
They paused before Bobby's door and listened quietly.
"He must have the stereo on full blast. Wouldn't he disturb the others?" said Nick.
"Naah. The others' rooms are located over in the next wing of the mansion. Peter, Kurt, Sam and the rest of the Generation X team were the ones who used to live here, but now that they are away at Muire Island, this wing is empty except for Remy, Hank, Bobby, you and I."
"Let's surprise him." Nick grinned. "I have an idea. Warren, open the door."
Gently and quietly, Warren turned the knob and cracked the door open. A full blast of the music immediately greeted him.
"Awww. Isn't that cute." Nick and Warren smiled as they saw Bobby sitting cross-legged on the floor before the stereo, singing along loudly with the song, eyes closed.
" 'Cause everytime I breathe I take you in... And my heart beats again... Baby I can't help it, you keep me drowning in your love... And everytime I try to rise above, I'm swept away by love... Baby I can't help it, you keep me drowning in your love..."
Nick smiled as Bobby sang on. He's really quite good! The way he sang the song so smoothly... he must have memorized the lyric by heart. And the way he sang so passionately with his eyes closed... Nick has never seen this sensitive side of Bobby before. As soon as he finished singing that particular verse, Nick grinned and made up his mind. After all, this is his favorite song too.
"Maybe I'm a drifter... Maybe I'm not..." Nick began to sing just as passionately as he did in every other concert in the past as he walked into the room. Bobby, startled out of his own trance, whirled around, his eyes widened and he blushed as he saw Nick walking into the room with Warren behind him, singing the next verse. His surprised expression vanished when he saw the gold chain around Nick's neck and a wide smile immediately appeared on his lips. " 'Cause I have known the safety, of floating freely in your arms... I don't need another lifeline... It's not for me... 'Cause only you can save me... Oh can't you see..."
"I can't imagine, life without your love..." This time, both Bobby and Nick took up the song, forming a perfect duet, grinning at Warren as they did. "And even forever, don't seem like long enough..."
" 'Cause everytime I breathe I take you in... And my heart beats again... Baby I can't help it, you keep me drowning in your love... And everytime I try to rise above, I'm swept away by love... Baby I can't help it, you keep me drowning in your love..."
Warren laughed as Bobby and Nick sang on at the top of their voice with as much passion as they could muster, each has one arm hugging each other's shoulder and the other arm spread towards Warren.
"Go on pull me under, cover me with dreams..." they switched back to solo, with Nick singing this part.
"Love me mouth to mouth, you know I can't resist..." Bobby took up this bit before getting back to duet again.
" 'Cause you're the air that I breathe..."
" 'Cause everytime I breathe I take you in... And my heart beats again... Baby I can't help it, you keep me drowning in your love... And everytime I try to rise above, I'm swept away by love... Baby I can't help it, you keep me drowning in your love..."
Warren was lying on the bed, laughing himself to tears as the song finished.
"Thank you! Thank you!!" Bobby laughed as Nick made a gracious bow beside him. "It's not everyday I got the chance to sing duet with one of the Backstreet Boys!!"
"Wow, Bobby! You were good!! Maybe you should start a singing career yourself!" said Warren.
"Yeah! I'll call myself 'The Ice-Dude'." Bobby answered cheerfully.
Nick jumped onto the bed to join Warren.
"Dude! You really should meet Kevin and the others. No kidding, Bobby. You were GREAT!! And we made a great duet too!" said Nick.
"Hey, it's my favorite song. What can I say?" Bobby smiled. "Anyway, enough about me, tell me about you two. And don't leave out anything!! No matter how kinky."
"Well, what is there to tell?" said Warren. "We flew, we landed, we had some wine, we talked, we KISSED, then we flew back home."
"You kissed? You KISSED? So you're together then?" Bobby grinned.
"Well, you saw the chain." Said Nick as he grasped Warren's hand. "What do you think?"
"Wings... Nick, I'm so glad! Gimme a hug!!" Bobby cried out as he threw himself on the two, laughing.
The three of them got tangled up, laughing for some moments before finally pulling themselves together.
"So where are you two gonna go from here?" asked Bobby.
Nick and Warren glanced at each other for a moment before shrugging.
"I don't know." Said Warren. "I have absolutely no idea about these whole gay relationship thingy. I guess we just have to explore the road slowly and finds out things bit by bit."
"What about Hank and the others? You guys wanna keep it secret?" asked Bobby.
Warren snorted.
"I doubt we can hide anything from Logan or Remy. I don't mind telling them about us. What about you Nick?"
"I don't mind. But my folks and bandmates are an entirely different matter." Nick answered. "I will tell them eventually, but I need to be prepared first."
"Understandable." Bobby nodded. "My parents didn't take it well about me being bi either, but they didn't freak out so all is not lost just yet."
"Well, I just deal with it when the time comes." Said Nick. "Anyway, I'm exhausted. I'm going off to bed now."
"Same here. See you in the morning, Ice-Cube." Said Warren.
They both jumped off the bed and walked hand in hand to the door.
"Awww... isn't that sweet. Mind if I throw up?" Bobby snickered.
"Be my guest." Said Warren.
"Nick, heads up!" Bobby called out again.
"Huh?" said Nick as he turned around.
"Nick, look out!!!" Warren cried out. His wings spread out protectively but it was too late as a flurry of snowballs flew past him and struck Nick directly on the face and chest.
"Aaarrggh!" Nick yelled out even as Bobby laughed and slammed the door. "This means war, Drake! You don't know what you're getting yourself into!"
"War is it? Well bring out your big gun then, little man." Bobby laughed from the other side.
Warren simply chuckled as he wiped away the ice from Nick's face.
"From the look on your face, you already got a payback plan ready in your mind." Said Warren as they stepped into Nick's room.
Nick grinned evilly as he heads off into the bathroom and then emerged again with a bottle of pink hair dye in his hand.
"The Iceman will rue the day he messed around with Nicholas Gene Carter."
Warren simply laughed.
"God, I'm exhausted." Nick yawned at last as he sat on his bed, taking off his jacket, socks and boots as he did. He looked at Warren shyly before asking. "Join me?"
"Thought you'll never ask." Warren smiled before leaning forward to give Nick a light kiss on the lips.
The kiss deepened and soon enough, they are making out passionately on the bed. Lost in the moment, Nick never realized when he ended up lying on the bed with Warren on top of him. He turned his head slightly to the side and moaned softly as Warren moved on to kiss his neck even as his own hands travel up from the small of Warren's back until it touches the part where the wings sprout out from his back. Caressing the smooth appendages caused Warren to groaned and shuddered visibly and his whole wings fluttered in response.
"That sensitive, huh?" Nick smiled when Warren opened his eyes again.
"Very," Warren gasped out and shuddered again when the caress was repeated. "God, that feels good..."
Nick could feel his stomach doing somersault as he felt Warren's hand trailing from his arms to his flanks and on to his abdomen, kneading and caressing it gently even as it tug the soft fabric of his shirt from under his jean. When the hand touches the exposed skin, it was Nick's turn to gasped.
"You're not gonna tell me what cologne you're using, aren't you?" Warren smiled, inhaling the air deeply as he kissed Nick's neck, moving his hand gently against the smooth skin as he trailed his hand slowly upward beneath the shirt. Nick chuckled softly as it passes the belly button. Brian was not lying when he told Warren that is a very ticklish spot for him.
"I'm not telling," Nick chuckled softly in answer, relishing every second of the moment even as he basked against the love and passion that rages through the link. "Lets turn that into your homework and have you find that out yourself."
"Never thought you are the teasing type." Warren laughed softly as he moves on to the other side of the neck.
"Only when I'm in the mood for it." Nick smiled before capturing Warren's mouth and starts kissing him deeply again. Even as their tongue caresses each other with as much passion as they could muster, Nick picked that moment to caress the appendages of the wings again.
"Ooooh!!!"
Nick laughed as Warren broke off the kiss to groan loudly before burying his face into the pillow next to his head, his body became limp and his wings fluttered again before spreading tensely to engulf both sides of the bed.
Gasping for breath, Warren turned his head to face Nick.
"Gawd!! If you do that again, I'll cum in my pants." Warren whispered breathlessly as he rests his forehead against the pillow, eyes closed. "You have no idea how good that feels!!"
Nick was laughing so hard, his tummy hurt.
"I've discovered many weird sensitive spots in the past, but this!... haha!!... this is the weirdest of all!!" Nick laughed on.
"Yeah, yeah. Laugh all you want." Warren grumbled not too unkindly. Had Nick saw the small smirk appearing on his lips, it should have been a warning enough.
"Haha... And... And to think... haha!!... to think... OH FUCK!!" Nick hissed even as eyes widened and his whole body became rigid and tense when Warren's hand quickly grouped the already solid-hard bulge in his crotch.
"Well, well, well. I thought this'd shut you up." Warren smirked as he gently caresses the bulge causing Nick to gasp. "That's it... keep on breathing in and out..."
Nick really was breathing hard in and out like a woman in labor. This is the first time another man ever touched that part of his body and hot dang! It feels good! And the fact this he is already solid hard and the little space offered by his boxer brief and his jeans is not that much to offer any comfort... and the fact that it'd take very little at this point of time to make him cum... is not helping him at all.
'Houston, we got a problem.' Nick thought to himself as he bit his teeth to hold himself back from cumming.
"Whoa!!... Warren... Warren baby..." Nick's eyes widened as the caress stimulated him again. "Warren... please. Don't do that again or I'll cum in my jeans and this is my favorite jean..."
Warren laughed and stopped his caress.
"Okay. I'll stop but only because it's sweet that you called me 'baby' on our first time together." Said Warren. "Nice package by the way."
"You have no idea." Nick winked before laughing.
The clock beeped 5 a.m. at that time, drawing both of their attentions.
"We better get some sleep." Warren murmured. "Slave-master Scott is scheduling a training session at noon tomorrow."
It took several minutes for them to undress and get ready for bed. Nick stripped to his boxer brief and slid under the bedcover. He watched in silence as Warren, having stripped off his sneakers, sweatshirt and tracksuit, proceeds to peel off his Archangel uniform underneath. It sure was not easy, considering that his wings present itself as a major obstacle, but it was done eventually, and result was... magnificent... arousing...
"Like what you see?" said Warren without looking at Nick. Feeling the lust, awe and desire from Nick's mind through the link is enough for him to guess what is happening at the other end of the link. He smiled as he proceeds to peel off the skin-tight leggings slowly, leaving his brief on and taking care to flex his muscle as he did.
"And you were saying I'm the tease?" Nick said in a faint voice, which is enough to make Warren lose his control and starts laughing.
Still laughing, Warren made his way to the bed and slid under the cover, folding his wings neatly even as he kissed Nick deeply with all the passion he could muster. The contact of their skin caused Nick to shudder. So warm... so smooth... firm, and yet... soft...
When they finally pulled apart to breathe, they gaze into each other's eyes in silence. Warren was smiling widely and his smile definitely matches his sky blue eyes that seem to be glowing with love.
"The way that you feel in here when I was undressing, Nick..." Warren tapped a finger on Nick's temple, "I was half-expecting you to be open-mouthed and drooling..."
Nick blushed before smiling again, pulling them both down to lie side by side on the bed, facing each other.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Playboy." Said Nick before Warren wrapped his arms around him and pulled him closer. Sighing, Nick rested his forehead against Warren's neck. God! He never felt so safe and secure as this in his whole life. These arms were definitely made to protect anything it got itself wrapped around. "Turn off the light will you?"
Warren complied silently, reaching out to turn off the light on the bedside table before resting his chin on Nick's hair, sighing contently. Nick smiled as Warren's finger playfully fiddles the bit of the gold chain behind his neck.
"I love you." Nick murmured.
"I love you too." Warren's voice rasped out in the darkness. "A soul lost, and a new soul gained..."
Nick tightened his hug around Warren's chest as he heard those words.
"I've found my angel." Nick whispered softly as he enjoyed Warren's finger fiddling playfully with the chain behind his neck.
"And I've found my soul." Warren whispered back just as softly.
They held on to each other tightly, both refusing to let go even as sleep engulfed them...
On the other side of the mansion, Jean sighed contently as she snuggled herself against Scott's warm embrace. The smile never disappears from her lips.
'Finally! They are asleep!' She thought to herself before settling herself to sleep.
"Jeannie?" Scott's tired voice appeared from the darkness.
"Get back to sleep, Scott." Jean murmured lovingly.
"Everything okay?"
Jean's smile grew wider.
"Everything is fine...now." The last word came out so softly that Jean doubt very much Scott heard it.
"What do you mean 'now'?" Scott murmured sleepily. Nope. He heard it alright. His ears can be as sharp as Logan's sometimes, God bless him.
"You'll find out in the morning, dear. Now go back to sleep. We have a long day ahead of us." Jean replied.
'Yep. And it's gonna be a very interesting day too. Note to self: Go and borrow Hank's camcorder first thing in the morning.' Jean smiled at the thought as sleep overcomes her at last.