"How long have we been doing this?" I asked myself as my hand second-naturely propt up on the pillow as my head rested upon it. Jean and I have been back and forth it had to be going on for a couple of months now it was like a switch and Logan was the electricity that kept it to flicker on and off. He would came back and they would childlessly flirt and I, as Jean knew, was the jealous type so every little scene they would play a frown would come across my face and now....now he has come back,yet again, and ofcourse she has given more attention to him that she has her own lover except I don't care anymore..I just wish she wouldn't string me along like some sort of puppet.

"How long has it been?" I seem to ask myself as I count the years inside my head...'lets see I was 14 when I came and she,at the time was 24 I am now 20 so...6 years I have stood by her side..!" I try to calm down and turn on my side blocking out the thoughts from my mind as I remember that she is a telepath..good thing I learned how to block my thoughts a little while from her reading my mind. I then remember Ororo..she had been the glue that always helped me 'work out' my problems with both Logan and Jean except I had took her for granted I never saw what I should have seen the first day I met the young goddess but now it was too late she had just broken up with Hank ofcourse yet she was obviously not in the physical nor mental state of going into another relationship and what was worst for me was that I kept having dreams about the young weather godess as I once did about Jean Grey and only Jean Grey. "I'm going to go downstairs" I said without any hesitation nor excitement and I hoped that my girlfriend would atleast say a,'I'll come too ..or don't go it will be lonely without you" but all I get is a merely grunt and a dismissed hand. I sit up on my bed and look at her one last time then turned around and looked for my robe, I am only in a grey t-shirt and my boxers.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield


Once securely fastened I walk downstairs and see no one there which is a relief to me. I nestle myself on the couch and search for the remote and as I slowly push the 'on' button I hear footsteps. I switched through the channels knowing that the footsteps are either Logan or Hank yet as the figure moved passed me I could see a flash of silver hair.

"Great" I matter to mumble to myself,so inaudible that it was hard for me to recognize what I had said. She sat by me and said a cheerful,"Hello Scott" which bugged the hell out of me because I loved how she said my name,well atleast I did about a month ago when me and Jean's relationship were on the rocks. "I'm sure you will want this," I say to her as I can't find any television show that could keep my thoughts or my eyes from drifting to her. She smiles that perfect smile that makes me go crazy and tempt me to give a smile back as her fingers briefly overlapped mine as she reaches for the remote.

"God this is torture!" the words rang in my ear causing me to have a huge headache. We sit there for about 10 minutes, but it seemed like an eternity in which I couldn't escape until I broke the silence,"How are you?" I say between a low mumble while being glad that I didn't have to specify that I meant 'How are you after what happened between you and Hank?". She continued to stare at the television but later answered me after a long period of 30 seconds,"I never felt better..-she anxiously then said,"How are you?"

I sighed and said,"I am fine though me and Jean are still on the edge I'm not sure if I should just fall off or if I should-"

I was interrupted with ,"Don't worry everything will work out for the best."

I wanted to tell her plain and simple,"That would be hard for you to say if you knew I was having deep dark lust fantasies about you,my Best friend and Jean's as well," however I kept my mouth shot trying to control my emotions.."Why can't I be in Cyclops mode when I truely want to."

I get up from the couch and say,"Well, I been up too late so I should start going to bed..see ya later,Ro," I'm already down the hall when I hear a faint 'goodnight' which slowly tears my heart to peices knowing that I'm going to soon feel guilt for doing this to Jean and that I can't have Ororo all to myself. I sigh as I push through the door and make my to the bed. I nestle myself through the coverings as pale arms wrap around my neck as I tense from the cold feeling as it drift its way down towards the edge of my spine. Jean is still asleep and her low breath on the back of my neck makes me slowly drift off to sleep. I sat in my bed as a dark figure is just a few paces away from me,almost motionless my hand generally goes towards my glasses ready to take them off if need be, yet I don't I continue to stare as the figure moved towards the bed. My breathing slows down as it becomes closer and closer I turned to my side and push the button to the lamp as it flickers on with much difficulty.

My eyes search around to the figure as wind rustles the window shutters,"Storm?" I said confused as she starts to moves a little closer to me. She gets on the bed and slowly crawls ontop of me a little like a cat prowling for search of its pray.

Again I say,"Storm what are-" I was interrupted with a deep intimate kiss as her lips meet mine and her tongue wraps around mine making me moan with pleasure. I sit up and wipe the sweat that slowly drifts from my head as I breathed in heavily.

Jean gets up knowing the shifts in my emotions,"Whats wrong had a nightmare?" she said rather bored or in that tone of -not-this-again.

I smile down at her and said,"Not a nightmare a dream." However, what worried me was with every dream the passion increased first it was,"I love you Scott always had from the first day I came to the institute",then it was a slow yet passionate kiss between us and it could have been more if Jean wasn't in the background and now it was Storm comming into my room and practically lay ontop of me.

"Shit" I mutter to myself as I knew that Jean and I were now officially over and Ororo and I may just have begun.

"Yet, how am I able to break the heart of a first love...no I need an excuse to do it slowly.." He thought to himself as he knew that that excuse was going to be Logan and until then he would be imprisoned by deep desire.

Yet this inconstancy is such
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, dear, so much,
Imprisoned loved I not honor more.