Title: Spare Change: Jean’s Two Cents Author: Terri E-mail: xgrrl26@yahoo.com Rating: R, for BadJean! Archive: Peep Hut, Dolphin Haven, Agony and Ecstasy – anyone else, please ask ;) Feedback: Please? With some forgiveness from my JeanMuse on top? Good, bad, and ugly welcome….. Disclaimer: I don’t own them. Poo. Summary: Installment # 13 of Same Coin, Different Sides. Eavesdropping. Revelations. Just a touch of raving egomania on the side ;) Comments: It’s been a while since I’ve done a good old fashioned BadJean, and this one felt good :) Sorry Jean, and I promise to make a NiceJean somewhere down the line……..   -----------------------------------------------------------------------   Does he think I don’t see them? Does he think I don’t know what he’s up to? Does he really think I’m that fucking clueless? God!   You know, we may have broken things off for now, but he’s fooling himself if he thinks he won’t come back to me. He should know that sweet, little Kitty can’t give him what he really needs. He needs a woman, a strong woman, not some meek, mousy little child. But there he is, trailing after her all through the mansion, putting off waves of all this conflicted lust. How can he not know that I’ll sense that, feel that?   Maybe he does know. Maybe he does know and he’s doing it to get back at me for whatever he thinks I’ve done wrong in this whole Logan debacle. He’ll come to his senses eventually, he will, and then it will be my turn to make him pay. I’ll make him regret every single look, every little touch, every last bit of attention he’s throwing that girl’s way. When he comes crawling back to me, I’ll make him pay for all of it. And he will come back to me. He has to.   I’m not an arrogant woman, or an egotistical one, but the plain fact of the matter is that I’m the love of his life. Whatever happens between us, whatever he gets upset over, is nothing compared to that one simple fact. He loves me, and he always will – it’s just that sometimes he doesn’t want to admit that to himself. He doesn’t want to love me if I’m not Perfect Little Jean because that means that he’s not the Perfect Team Leader himself. Well, that’s not a grown-up way of looking at things, and he’ll see that eventually. Everyone makes mistakes, and you shouldn’t stop loving them because of the mistakes they make. And I’ve admitted that Logan was a mistake! Hell, I even admitted that how I handled the whole thing was a mistake! Really, what more does Scott want from me?   “So, will I see you at dinner?” Oh God, here they are. I lost track of where they were for a second. I don’t think they saw me, though – no, they didn’t look up to the second floor, and I’m pretty well-hidden behind the library stacks.   “Sure will. I’m looking forward to it, Kitty.” Blech. Kissing her hand, and she actually seems impressed by it. Honey, Scott has done that with me a thousand times. Don’t think you’re so special.   “Me too.” What a moron. I swear, the girl does not have two brain cells to rub together and make a spark.   She’s not all that attractive, either – I have no idea what Scott sees in her, unless he’s deliberately choosing the least desirable person in all of New York just to humiliate me. There’s no way that she and I are in the same league – we’re not even in the same *sport*. “Thanks for your help with the furniture.”   “At your service, ma’am.” My stomach can’t take much more. How much longer can he possibly stand to speak with her? “Always happy to do a little rearranging in the interest of harmonious interior design.”   “Yeah, well, I don’t know if all that feng shui stuff Jubes reads about is really………” Can’t she even complete a sentence? Did she learn nothing at this school, the little – Oh, God. Oh, God. She’s got a look on her face, and they’re going to kiss. She’s projecting so strongly and Scott – he’s actually going to lean in and kiss her. I think I’m going to be sick. It’s just disgusting. “Um…….sorry.”   “Don’t be. I’ve always loved kissing you.” Wait a minute – always? Always? What does he mean by ‘always’?   “That’s – that’s really nice of you to say.”   “I mean it. Look, Kit – I know I’ve been kind of an ass throughout this whole thing, and I – I’m really sorry. I want to make it up to you”   “You, um, have been kind of jerky at times, to tell the truth. I understand, I really do – you’re going through a really hard time in your life. But I don’t like it when you’re like that and I -I really like you when you’re not like that. I guess I just – I don’t want to rush into anything, Scott. We’ve kind of already made that mistake once, and I don’t want to make it again.”   “I understand.” Well I sure as hell don’t. What does she mean, they made that mistake once? When did they rush into something? I just don’t get what the hell – “I’ll never regret the times we made love, but I know what you mean. It was too fast, and for the wrong reasons. But, Kit – I think – I think maybe that you’re the right person. And I don’t want to do anything to mess that up. I think you’re right – we should go slow.”   Oh, dear God. He – they- oh, God.   “Good. I’d like that. So, um, dinner?”   “Yeah, I’ll see you at dinner. Later, Kit.”   How could he? How could he do that to me!? They’ve – they’ve been together, he’s had sex with – with that little – oh, God……….   This can’t be right. This can’t be right. Scott would never cheat on me, he wouldn’t, not even now. Something must be wrong. Some – some kind of mind control, or maybe she has powers we don’t know about or – or *something*. It has to be something. This can’t be right. Not Scott, and not – he would never do something like that to *me*. I’m Jean Grey. Things like this – things like this don’t happen to me. I don’t get cheated on, and I don’t lose men to women like that. It just doesn’t happen. Something has to be wrong, and I’m going to find out what it is.   Because things like this………they just can’t happen.