Truth to Behold

Lies Beget Fury
Part III

Her emotions were taking over her. The e.m.p. gave her a dose of telepathy and she read the thought of the confused doctor before her and rage took over.

‘You lied to me,’ echoed in Jean and Logan’s brain.

Logan wondered what Jeime meant by that, but the house shaking interrupted his thought. Everyone held on to something while he made his way to the elevator to the infirmary. The room started to shake as the bed and equipment started rolling around the floor. Jean tried to stop the bed from pinning her and the machines from falling on her head but her power was nothing compared to this. She tried calling out Jeime’s name but it was no use, Jeime‘s emotions were taking control over her.
One of the heavier monitors not attached to her fell on top of Jean hitting her head and knocking her semi-conscious. Logan was on his way to the room when he felt the floor under his feet vibrating even more. He ran as quickly as he could to the room falling against the walls of the hallway on unsteady feet. When he got there Jean was pinned to the wall with her torso lying on the bed.
Losing his balance he slid over to them both moving the bed off of Jean and removing her from the room. He sat her outside the door out of harm’s way. He checked her head when Scott and Kurt arrived to see what was the problem.
Before they could ask him what the problem was, he was gone. He was by her bedside trying to wake her when the ceiling started collapsing. Logan went to lunge forward when plaster and wires came down on him. Jeime was awake by then and saw what had happened to him. She got out of the bed via floatation but lost her train of thought and fell to the floor beside the rubble.

“Logan, get up! I didn’t mean it wake up!”
“What happened where’s Logan?!” Scott demanded.
“Scott he’s…he’s dead, help me please.” Jeime cried trying pull the rubble from Logan’s body.

Scott and Kurt began removing the debris and she saw Jean leaning on the chair by the lab. Jean was giving her the evil eye as if she had did this on purpose. Turning away from her gaze she saw Logan’s hand. As Scott and Kurt removed the heaviest pieces they uncovered him totally and Jeime started crying uncontrollably.
Jeime picked up his hand and it still remained unmoving and it staragaiagain. The whole house was shaking and rocking now. Her tears of fear and confusion were now tears of anger and loss. Scott took a step toward her and she shot him out into the hallway with a loud thud. Kurt not knowing what to do instinctively stepped back.
Looking down at her lover’s peaceful face, she saw one of her tears hit the edge of Logan’s eye and trailed down his face as if he was sharing her pain. This sent her over the edge more. Not regarding anyone’s safety above her, she blasted holes on the levels above her head and ascended passing the others, confusion in their eyes at the sight before them. Jean looked at her begin her flight and turned to see Scott still knocked out. Jean again, attempted to stop Jeime from leaving.

**Oh no you don’t!**
Jeime stopped, came back down and looked her in the eyes and Jean began screaming in agonizing pain. She grabbed her head and rolled on the floor.

“Ahhhh…please stop!!!!”
“You thought by looking at Scott, you of all people would feel what I feel for Logan? Did you Jean?”
“Get outta my head!! What did I ever do to y….ahhh!!!”

Jeime let up the pain and Jean looked up with tears in her eyes and a headache any telepath would want to steer clear of. Jeime was nose to nose with Jean. She tried to back up away from her but something was holding her to the floor. Jean looked at Kurt for help but he was frozen in his spot, not from Jeime’s command but by his own fear. Kurt could feel in his heart Jeime could be the most dominant force on earth if she made Jean feel this kind of pain, and if Logan didn’t wake soon, all hell was gonna break loose.

“Jean I know you love him (Logan) and I know you love him,” she says pointing to Scott.
“It’s not my fault you didn’t take Logan when you had the chance, and it’s really not my fault Scott doesn’t stand up to Logan like a real man or compare to him on so many levels…”

As Jeime talked, Jean mustered up enough strength to send the machines flying at her occupied friend, or so she ght.ght.

“….you had him once, don’t fuck with me Red…”

Jeime stopped the machine one inch from the back of her head.

“….Jean unlike you I can do more than two things at once….ask Logan,” she said with no expression on her face.

The instrument went down to the floor with a loud bang and a stream of red light shot at her head. Scott saw that he missed because she was gone. Still woozy, he started to crawl for the door where Jean lay. Before he could take his second inch, he was being picked up.

“I don’t know what that was, but I like it,” Jeime whispered.
“You’re gonna hurt someone Jeime, stop this now please,” Scott begged.
“Ok.”
“What?”
“You said please so I’ll stop this now.”
“Good y…”

She threw Scott into the wall with such a force more of the ceiling came down, now blocking the elevator.

“I thought you….you were gonna stop,” he groaned.
“I did. See I was going to use your technique to blast through the walls, but you asked me not to, so I did something else. Now sleep.”

She punched him breaking his nose and rendering him unconscious and bleeding.
She got up and slowly put Jean back in her sights. With her last bit of energy Jean took as much of the mess she could and jettisoned it at Jeime’s skull.
Before she finally passed out, she hit her target. Kurt quickly acted grabbing Logan, Jean and Scott and took them above.
Everyone was gathered outside. Hank tended to Scott’s nose and Jean just wanted to be left alone. Rogue wondered what was keeping Logan from waking up. Being the impatient southern belle she knowingly was, she slapped him awake and rose to the air. She was dumb at times and this act was certainly a dumb one, but she was certainly not stupid.
Logan sat up angry snarling with his claws ready. He quickly surveys the situation and realized where he was.

“Where is she, where is Jeime?”
“She’s buried under the rubble, Jean had no choice she went ballistic. She broke Scott’s nose.”
“Probably deserved it and for his sake and Jean’s she’d better be alive. Where is she exactly elf?”

Before Kurt got his answer out they were all sent flying every which way. Jeime’s appearance had changed again. This time her hair turned to a deep crimson and so her eyes. Pure rage, Logan knew that feeling better than anyone.

“Why is she acting this way?”
“She thinks your dead,” Kurt said making sure everything was where it was suppose to be.
“Where are you? Jeannie, come out and play. Isn‘t that what he calls you, Jeannie. C‘mon out and play some more.”

She spotted Jean hiding behind one of the uprooted oak trees. She tried to run but found herself floating and rising toward the ‘new’ Jeime. She had Jean facing her now. Rogue tried to ambush her with a speeding punch. She landed her mark, but Jeime’s face didn’t so much as quiver. Annoyed she gave her a backhand punch to the nose that sent Rogue flying to the ground. She slid so hard she made a foot deep groove in the ground before she landed in the lake. Jean now fearing for her life tried desperately to get free.
“Not that easy…”
“Sweetheart! Stop before you have to deal with me and you’re not ready for that yet baby!”

She looked down to see Logan standing looking up at her.

“Logan is that really you.”
“Yes darlin’ please put Jean down and c’mere.”
“I thought you were dead..are you really there?”
“Yes. Now get down here and explain yourself.”

She slowly descended to the ground with Jean in tow. About thirty feet off the ground she dropped Jean and collapsed herself.

“Elf!!”
“I’m on it.”

Kurt got Jean and Logan dove to catch Jeime. He carried her back to the house and Remy finally came out of the water with Rogue in his arms walking a few feet behind Logan.
Scott, Jean, Rogue, and Ororo lay on the grass while Hank and Charles surveyed the damage and came up with some sort of plan for Jeime and her new powers. Logan took Jeime upstairs or what was left of it. He laid her down on the bed and got a cold rag for the cut on her forehead and shoulder from the rubble falling on top of her. When he returned with the rag she was still unconscious and saw that her wounds were healed. Logan stood their and wondered what other kinds of powers developed in her.
It was only after 12 in the afternoon when Jeime opened her eyes again. Blinking trying to figure out where she was, she looked over to see a head full of wild hair lying next to her leg. Realizing it was Logan she ran her fingers through his hair and heard him mumble something in his sleep but she couldn’t quite catch what it was. She slowly sat up to see she was lying in a hospital like room and was hooked to a heart monitor again. Feeling her weight shift Logan woke up to find Jeime was awake and wondering what happened that she was here. Giving her a small grin, he placed his hand on her face and she kissed his thumb.

“What happened Logan?”
“Well, t’ put it simply, we actually made the earth shake.”
“What?”
“You don’t remember, honey? We were outside and…”
“Ohh…now I remember. Why am I here, did you break something?”
“No, you did actually, a lot of stuff.”
“Me? How did I break anything, I was the one pinned to the damned tree, if I’m recalling correctly.”
“True, but I’ll explain everything.”
“Darlin’ do ya remember anything before you woke up in the infirmary?”

She probed her own thoughts and began to recall herself destroying half the landscape, injuring Scott, trying to kill Jean and sending Rogue into the lake.

“What did I do? I hurt them all didn‘t I? Oh God I thought you were gone, I couldn’t control myself. My anger, my hurt just took over it was like I went insane or something.”

**Or berserk**, he thought to himself. She sniffed and looked up at wondering what he meant by that.

“I know the feeling more than you can imagine honey. It’ll be alright I’m right here.”

She cried in his shirt and he could do nothing but just hold her.

“Let me go!”
“Honey what’s wrong?”
“Don’t honey me. You lied to me.”
“Lied about what?”
“You said there was no other woman and you lied to my face.”
“There is no other…”
“You’re lying again.”
“Who, who are ya talkin’ about…”
“Jean.”
“Shit.”
“Shit is right Logan. You said there was no one in your life, but it seems you forgot about little miss red head.”
“I…I…”

Everyone came in to see if Jeime had finally awakened. He turned his eyes slightly to Jean and Scott who stood in the doorway and prayed that Summers couldn’t hear what they were saying.

“No, don’t even try it. You know I hate to be lied to more than anything. ve yve you an open opportunity to tell me and you chose to lie to me.”
“How do you know?”
“Well apparently I can read freakin’ minds or something’ and she was thinking about you and her together and maybe I was some sorta desperate kind of desperate rebound. Since I’ve been listening to everyone’s opinion of me, I know your feelings for me is genuine, I’ll decide your punishment later , and hers.”
“What about Scott?”
“Like you care about that man, either of you. Don’t worry I won’t tell him not today anyway. You do anything to piss me off, I mean so much as leave the toilet seat up, he will know, and if you ever lie to me again Logan, today is nothing, because I feel something inside me and anger seems to trigger it, so you and she better not do anything to make me mad. Understood soldier….” she says beginning to cry grabbing him by his dog tags.
“Loud and clear, c’mere, I so sorry baby please forgive me.”
“No,” she says getting in his lap.
“I deserve that, but I’ll make it up to you I promise….I promise.”
“Do you keep your promises?”
“Never broke one yet, darlin’.”

Hank came back and gave Jeime and Logan good news and sent them on their way. Jeime gasped in shock to see the house in shambles but was happy to find no one was too injured. Helping with the clean up, she couldn’t help notice that everyone was looking at her differently and wondered was it because her hearing was restored again. She excused herself and went to the restroom.

“Uh, Logan did you tell da petit het her eyes and hair are a different color?”
“Oh shit, I forgot t’ tell her, she’s gonna freak.”

No sooner did Logan say it they all heard a scream from the bathroom and they all stood in their place except for Logan, Charles and Ororo. Jeime came out of the bathroom and saw the three of them just staring at her. She calmly walked over to the couch and sat down and took several deep breaths. Ororo and Logan sat on either side of her while Charles was right in front her. The rest of the gang stood behind the couch.

“Jeime…”
“Shhh. Logan don’t say a word not yet.”
“Jeime are you alright?”
“Charles….shhhh. Everyone just shush for a minute, please.”

Jeime turned and looked at Logan and saw some strands of her hair fall down her face. She grabbed a handful of it and brought to her full view and let out a soft whimper. Her hair was still the blood red as was her eyes and she couldn’t understand why.

“Logan can you or anyone here, now, pleasll mll me why I look like something out of a Stephen King movie.”
“Well, I think that when we were in the lake “Ye “Yes the lake no need to go into detail with everyone Logan, ok.”
“Sorry darlin’. Anyway, uh that escapade seemed t’ have awaken something’ in ya and it nearly destroyed you, the forest, the house, and me. It may have even traveled as far as the city, but we’re not sure ‘bout that.”
“What? Woke what in me exactly?”
“Charles can ya take this one?”
“Of course I cagan,gan, but before I do shouldn’t you show her first?”
“If it’ll make things better, but I doubt it.”

Logan lets out a long breath and rubs his eyebrow with his finger. Getting himself together he stands up and asks everyone to line up outside. Holding Jeime’s hand he sat her down in one of the patio chairs and knelt down in front of her.

“Darlin’ ‘member what we talked about in the apartment before we came here?”
“Yes.”
“Well the main thing that I wanted t’ explain and show t’ ya is one of my biggest secrets I’ve kept from you, besides the one that pissed ya off. Now when I show you please don’t freak out too much, but before I show you my secret, I’ve asked them t’ show ya first, is that alright?”
“Whatever makes you comfortable sweetie.”

Logan sits in the chair and places Jeime in his lap. Everyone is standing in a line facing them waiting to show her his big secret. He had them line up according to what might not make get too hysterical too quick. The first up was Jean. She showed her telekinetic abilities and read Jeime’s mind. She accepted this with a soft chuckle and smile, and Jean just stood their dumbfounded.

**Professor, she must not remember what she did or she’s really concentrating on hiding it from us.**
**It was traumatizing Jean, let’s see what develops first before we jump to conclusions.**

Next was Remy. He took out a deck of cards from his coat and picked three from the deck. When she saw them glowing she jumped, but when he released them and they exploded, she just sat wide-eyed. She loosed up when Remy took a bow as if he just performed a trick.
Ororo took flight and made snow in the middle of June, and Jeime took this rather well also. She saw Rogue punch a redwood tree in half and when Rogue brushed her hand across Jeime’s cheek, Jeime smiled while trying to catch her breath. Scott blasted the tree that Rogue knocked down and she just looked at Logan.
Logan knew that her reaction to Scott was nothing compared how she was going to act when she saw Hand Knd Kurt. They turned off their image inducers at the same time. She rose off of Logan’s lap and walked over to them both. She touched both their faces and smiled and began to laugh. She gave them compliments and said they could keep the inducers off. She became even more comfortable when Hank and Kurt smiled revealing fangs, nonetheless.

“Blue and fuzzy, hmm and cute.”

She turned to Charles and waited. Charles talked to her just like Jean did earlier, but he played with her a little bit. He made her see that she was in Times Square during New Year’s Eve, and she loved every minute of it. Snapping her out of trance, she turned to her loving boyfriend who was still in the same spot, but this time smoking a cigar.

“Why are you nervous? I’m the one who should be smoking’ or drinkin’ or something’, or will I need that after what you have to tell me?”
“Maybe, highly likely.”

He laid the cigar on the table and picked up a shard of glass that was by his foot and walked to her. He asked her to hold the glass for him and stepped back a couple of feet. He asked her if she was ready and she gave him a nod. He stretched out his arms and balled his fists. Jeime was scared because she didn’t know if he was going to shoot some type of blast from his hands, but before she move left or right, she saw 3 long blades extend from the top of each of his hands making a sound similar to a sword being taken from it’s sheath too fast.
Her eyes grew bigger the longer they became. She was shaking so hard her hair was coming over her face. Logan took a step closer and she took one back. For every step he took toward her she took one back. Having his hands at his sides he retracted his claws and attempted another step, this time she didn’t move. He held her in his arms and her heart was beating so fast it thumped against his chest.

“I know that had t’ scare the bejesus outta ya, but that’s not all. I still have one more thing t’ show ya if you’re ready.”
“Don’t stop now, I’m already on the verge of a breakdown.”

Jeime was still holding the shard of glass when Logan grabbed her hand and plunged it in his chest into his heart without giving her any warning. He let out a loud groan and dropped to his knees. He held her hand as they both became covered in blood. Scared now more than ever, she snatched her hand away from his so fast she cut herself also. When he fell over, she jumped at him telling him to get up and wondered why no one was helping him.

“Remy hopes he knows what Logan’s doin’, don’t want a repeat of earlier.”

A few short moments later as her tears fell and her emotions beginning to take over, she began to feel his chest rising taking his first breath of life.
“Did I scare ya?”
“You’re alive, you’re O.K.?!”
“Yeah darlin’ takes more n’ that put me down.”
“Are you sure you’re O.K.?”
“I’m sure honey.”
“Good. You no good Canadian son..of..a..bitch. If you ever in your life do that to me again I will hurt you, I don’t know how but I will!”
“I believe ya will to.”

He glanced at her hand and noticed she was holding her left one. He asked what happened and she told him she cut it trying to free herself from him. When Hank went to examine it there was no wound, only the blood that came from the cut. Logan looked at Charles and nodded his head.
“Where’s my cut, it’s gone?”
“Well that’s the other thing darlin’. When we ya know, the shock wave happened, it turns out it was you all along, that’s why your hair and eyes are the color they are. You’re a mutant.”
“I’m a mutant. How? I’ve never done…how?”
“Well sometimes Jeime a mutant’s power usually comes out when the person is in a traumatic, or intense situation and since you and Logan were in an intense situation, it seems it was either too much for you or it was just right.”
“Hahaha, so you mean when we…ya know, it was so good that I almost blp evp everything and maybe more.”
“Uh yes that’s what I’m saying.”
“Logan, I think we should go swimming in the lake more often.”
“Oh dis petit is a bad one.”
“Shut your hole LeBeau an’ don’t be getting’ no ideas either, ya hear me.”
“Yes ma’am. Remy obeys your ev’ry command,” he says giving Rogue a wink.
“So umm, what’s my power exactly?”
“Well, we don’t reaknowknow exactly, but it seems your power comes out when your emotions are at their peak.”
“At their peak huh? Well I guess I need to start doing yoga or meditation if I can do things like this.”
“Well I’ve been with Logan and I can heal just like him, could I have some type of absorption like Rogue?”
“I don’t know sometimes mutants have the natural ability to heal.”
“I see. Charles can I conduct an experiment then?”
“If no one gets hurt sure.”

Jeime stoodfronfront of Ororo, the only person she never made any type of contact with and brushed her hands against her face. Nothing extreme happened like with Rogue, then she stepped back.

“Logan, what’s your favorite season?”
“Uhh, winter darlin’ why?”
“Winter it is.”

Like Ororo did before, Jeime blanketed the landscape with pure white snow and everyone especially Logan was impressed. Charles and Hank couldn’t wait to probe her mind and abilities to see what they could find.

“Driven by emotions and can absorb the abilities of others, well we could have one the most powerful mutants on our side. What do you think Hank?”
“Well Professor, I think I’ll be very busy in the lab with this one.”
“Jeime you also touched Kurt when you helped him up. Can you teleport?”
“Teleport?”

Kurt showed her what teleporting was and as he bamfed from one spot and then bamfed next to her. She jumped back and smiled at him.

“What’s that smell Kurt?”
“Oh it’s sulfur.”
“Oh.”

She concentrated on the teleportation. She thought of ‘porting in front of Scott, and in an instant she was face to face with the X troops leader.

“Cool. I like that.”

Sat dat down on the grass and took in all the information that was shown and given to her. She looked at her hands and felt them tingling. She stood back up and walked to a tree. She told everyone to stay back and extended her hand to the tree. She concentrated her energy and the next thing she knew the tree exploded and she was blown back into Kurt’s arms. She let out a ‘whoa’ and thanked Kurt for the catch. Everyone else looked at her in amazement. She helped Kurt to his feet and concentrated again and this time she was off the ground, 10 feet in the air. She yelled ‘cool’ and descended back to the ground.

“Hey chere since you’re tryin’ ya new powers out how ‘bout you see if you can fix da house.”
“O.k. everyone stand back.”

She stood facing the mansion with a hand extended towards it. In her mind she saw the house and anything else that got destroyed was back to normal. She the group gasp and she opened her eyes to see the house as it was when she arrived last night, perfect.


She went down the line pouring her heart out begging for their forgiveness. Under the circumstances they forgave her. If they thought they lost someone special they would probably do the same thing. As she apologized to Jean, she got a weird vibe.

‘Don’t you remember why?’
‘Why? No. Should I?’
‘Never mind Jeime it’s over. I forgive you.’
**Professor, did she actually forget, she has no recollection of the reason why she lost control.**
**All I can tell is that she was mad at you and Logan, for what specific reason I don’t know.**

Jean placed her hand on Scott’s as Jeime smiled at her. She stood there for a second and Jean smiled at her and she continued to smile back. Jeime knew exactly what she thought about in the infirmary and Scott would know also if she fucked with her or Logan again, and Logan was also in a world of trouble and was going to be making it up to her for many a day.

“So what caused you to go off on Jean like that Jeime?“ Scott asked.
“Scott…I don’t want to talk about it right now.“
“You owe us an explanation and I want one right now!“

Jeime slowly raised her eyes to give Scott a look of her mood changing through her eyes. Remy seeing her eyes almost matching his crimson hue, he moved away from the table, reaching for his pocket. Logan also saw her mood changing and did not want a repeat of what just happened, not so soon.

“Scott backs off of her. She said she’s not ready to talk so leave her alone.“
“No Logan, I’m tired of you bringing in every woman you meet, they always have some kind of problem tagging along with them and I’m sick of it.“
“Every woman, Logan?“

Logan took a short breath and then looked at Scott wanting to drill his brain with his claws, then sat next to Jeime holding her hand. She smiled and put their hands under the table and crushed every bone in Logan’s hand. Shocked that she was capable of this, all he could do was accept it.

“Well?“
“Fine Scott. If you really want to know why I went so ballistic, then you’re asking the wrong redhead,“ she said getting up and changing her hair back to the dark red it was before.

Everyone got in defense mode as she rose to her feet, but it was only for show because she left them and went to sit in the living room.

TBC….