Patricia Anne McCarty

"Woe, hold on there Jubs, You ain’t planning on staying here, in my room are you darling?"

"Let it out boy, let it all out. it’s OK. I understand." Logan said as Scott sobbed like a small child who just lost it’s mother.

Late the next evening a taxi arrives in front of the Mansion and Logan stepped out.

"Yes you are like the bear who can not turn his back from the hunter’s gun, even if he is shot in the head. He will strike out to the death rather than run on coward’s feet." he started

Jean was speechless, She held him closely and cried even harder. "It doesn’t mean your not a man, it wasn’t your fault Scott." she told him

"Don’t worry little sweetheart, Daddy’s not gonna leave you behind." he promises with a smile

"What did you say to me Boy!?" Logan snapped moving in closer to Scott as he
shoved the Professor’s wheelchair aside with excessive force causing him to tumble right out of it, and onto the floor.

Just then Scott Summers walks into the door. He has returned.

"Oh Charles, she started in between sobs, What am I going to do?" She asked

now that you know this is a fact will you now tell Logan the truth?" he inquired

"Oh my gosh, what if he found out about Scott? What if Logan found out he’s alive and won’t tell me because we are together? that RAT.

Logan thinks this is because the time for the birth is nearing and Jean lets him think so, all the while knowing that Scott is the man on her mind.

"Oh, NO. No Charles, I can’t tell Logan I am dreaming of Scott while sleeping next to him! THAT would just kill him.

His mind was not open to her at all and when she tried to read his thoughts she got a peacefulness sense of empty bliss that compelled her to join it.

“You really want to know what I’m grinning at?” he asked. “Yes” Jean said. “Ok, I’ll tell ya, see when you get past this belt buckle darling, you’re gonna know I don’t wear underwear.”

Lord I can’t get me no happy, and there aint no need to try.
Lord I can’t get me no happy, and there aint no need to try.

Swear one day I’m gonna break right down, and cry

You say you’…

Lord , Lord, tho I may drown, can’t no one hold me down.
Lord ,Lord ,tho anit no one here to hear my words, can’t no on hold me down.

You can’t hold me down, can’t keep me chained to my pas…

"Don’t go." her voice was firm and direct.
"Darling, I have to go. it’s my responsibility, I can’t go back on my word."
He said as he wiped her eyes with his loving finger tips, his touch s…

Skin so soft , hair flows freely.

Hard ropy muscle that ripple from left to right when the body is in motion.

Harsh, brash and crude, heart of gold allowing love as sweet as nectar to …

Nightmares plague my sleep while memories of lovers fill my senses.

My heart pounds at the thoughts of their touch, then stops cold with the mad rush of pain not so far from yesterday.