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I could not die with you, For one must wait To shut the others gaze down, You could not.
And I, could I stand by And see you freeze, Without my right of frost, Death's privilege?
Nor could I rise with you, Because your face Would put out Jesus', That new grace
Glow plain and foreign On my homesick eye, Exept that you,than he Shone closer by. -I could not live with you -Emily Dickinson
"Now comes the real question who will Heather end up with?" "Definately Jason he wants to screw her and vice a versa." "Yeah but John and her are so close." "So what? When I do a girl the less I know the more I like." "That is so male." "You females are all into this talking thing. If no one could talk men would be happier." "How about you read the story and see how sensetive some men can be."
Hope Against Hope By Beth,Christina, and Adam
A woman in her early twenties lay asleep. Her brownish red hair flowed over the pillows as the clouds flow over the skies. Suddenly she sat straight up. Her brown eyes opened wide. She heard a voice in her head. She recognized it as that of her best friend John aka Jedi.
"Heather I need you. Only you can save me now. I'm down in the infirmary."
Heather ran to the elevator and was in the infirmary within a few seconds. She stopped in her tracks when she saw him laying on one of the cold metal operating tables. His uniform had been removed and the only clothing that remained was a black pair of boxer shorts. Blood covered his body. Sweat covered his face.
She ran to the table where he lay. Beast stopped her.
"No, Heather. He's beyond help. He'll be gone before morning."
"I can save him Beast! At least let me try." She yelled desperately.
"I've seen you use your powers. There is no way you can repair what's been done. You'd just be causing him pain." Beast said sternly.
"I'll do this with or without your help! Now if your going to help me you can tell me what happened and you can move him into a room." She said.
"Heather...."
"Just do it!"
"All right, there was an intruder in the tunnels beneath the mansion. Some people were sent to investigate. Rogue found him later in his present condition. "Beast told her as he lifted the limp body and moved it to another room.
"Thanks Beast. I swear that if I can't save him I'll end his life painlessly as I should have done when I first met him."Heather said her voice softening as her sentence closed. Beast gave her a doubtful look and then he left.
Heather put her hands on Jedi's chest. Her hands glowed green as did his body. His skin closed. At least he wouldn't lose any more blood.
"John, I don't know what you did but for once I'm glad your as stubborn as a mule." Heather said. She placed her hands over his heart and lungs again they glowed green. She wasn't actually all that sure of what she was doing. Before Beast had always instructed her, tonight all she had was instinct. She was counting on that instinct to save her soul and her world. A wave of exhaustion hit and her glow lightened into a shade so light that it could barely be seen.
She left the room to get blankets and a wet rag to cool his fever. When she returned to the room he was convulsing. She put her hand to his forehead, her powers barely strong enough to calm him.
"John, I swear your going to be the death of me." She said as she sat down wearily. She layed the damp cloth on his forehead then sat beside him, holding his hand praying that she'd have her strength back in time.
Much time had passed since she'd first come down. Beast came in to check on her.
"Nightengale, let him go." Beast said gently.
"I can't he's all I have. He's not in any pain."
"I'm going to my lab but if you need me let me know. Don't expect a miracle."Beast warned.
Heather placed her hands on John's stomach. She'd never dealt with so much internal damage. Perhaps Beast was right, she was fighting destiny. She knew that even with the odds so against her she had to try. He had saved her she would save him.
When she had done all she could she crawled in beside his body that burned with fever but shook with cold.
She began to think about what she would do if he died. She would be lost without him. He was the only person who had ever understood her. Without him her life would be excruciatingly empty.
"John, how could you leave me and not allow me deaths privilege also?" she asked. She knew if he died she would not live. She would go to the danger room. It would look like an accident.
So what if Jason would be hurt by it. He professed his love to her, but love is never enough. You can't live on love when your living in hell.
<Think no such thoughts tonight Heather. With the mornings light hope will come I'd bet my life on it.> She heard Johns voice whisper. Perhaps she truly was hearing him,or perhaps she just wanted to. She needed him now desperately. She knew that what lay dyeing was not truly her best friend it was the last part of her that could love, the last part who could care.
In her tears, snuggled against the one she loved most she fell asleep.
*****
Jedi awoke. His throat was dry and sitting up made him dizzy. He was careful not to disturb Heather who would not let go of his arm. He looked at her sleeping, it wasn't her normal peaceful sleep but a tormented nightmarish sleep. It had been a long time since she had slept so unhappily. Not since she had come here. He knew he must wake her.
" Hey Heather, would you get me some water, I feel like I just swallowed a beach." John said.
She woke up with a smile then she did as asked.
"Go back to sleep, you need your rest. Your in extreme pain." Heather said.
"Actually I feel fine." John said.
"I did something to your nerves. It's only temporary but it made my job easier."
"Since you felt it how much pain are we talking?" John asked.
"After this Juggernaut throwing you through a brick wall won't be much of a problem." Heather laughed.
"Great. I feel so glad to be awake now." He laughed.
"I'll tell Beast that your awake." Heather said.
"He'll figure it out in the morning. Hurry up and crawl in before it gets any colder." He said. She gave him a skeptical look. Of course they had slept in the same bed together but never one so small and never with him in so little. "I won't have you sleeping on the chair and I know you well enough to be able to accurately say that you won't go to bed after I fall asleep." John said trying to make as much room for her as possible.
"You snore." Heather teased as she crawled in beside him.
"You steal all the covers." He laughed. He grew serious and asked "What did you mean when you told Beast you should have killed me when we first met?"
"I sometimes wish I had just slit your throat that day. I would have saved you from all the pain you've had to endure. Sometimes I wish I had died with the others."Heather said quietly.
"Heather, life is so precious. I know how much you've been hurt but life is still life. It is always worth it." He said as he kissed her hand.
"It's not worth much without close friends." Heather stated.
"We can talk in the morning." John whispered sleepily.
******
The next morning Cyclops came down to the infirmary. He walked into the room and stopped dead in his track. John was laying sprawled out in just his boxers. Heather was tightly wrapped in one of the blankets.
"Does Jean always steal the covers? Is it a female thing?" John asked. "I'll see you two separated." Cyclops shouted as he left. " I think he's going to try to get us in trouble. Xavier does know this is nothing,right?" John asked. "He sure does." "Good. Would you mind getting my clothes. I doubt the mansion wants me to make a debut wearing this." He laughed.
"I'm your servant now?" She teased, "Right away all powerful master."
Heather didn't take very long. She knew her way around his room as no one else did.
" Heather when you were messing with my head did you by chance hit my equilibrium really hard? I am too dizzy to stand up. Your going to have to help me to the kitchen." He said.
They were truly a sorry sight. Imagine a short thin girl trying to carry a tall muscular guy. His arm was around her shoulder and he truly was trying to walk by himself as much as possible.
" You're not dead yet. Even a corpse isn't this hard to drag around."Heather complained.
*******
They reached the kitchen and with Gambit's help John was seated comfortably. Xavier and Cyclops were having quite a discussion at the head of the table.
"Hey Gambit what's up?" John asked looking toward the commotion.
"Homme you not gonna believe this. Scott says you and my little sister were getting it on downstairs. He just jealous cause he not have the energy." Gambit laughed.
" He was in a coma." Heather defended.
" Some men heal fast petite. Of course petite vierge knows nothing of such things." Gambit teased.
"Sure. Fine Whatever." Heather responded.