Burdens of Tomorrow

Chapter Five: Getting Better Aquainted

The next morning during breakfast Jean and Emma exchanged glances from time to time, but neither of them became bitter. After their talk the evening before they've been cooperating better. Everyone thought it was kind of unusual, including Scott. But they were glad that there wasn't any hostility. Scott was especially grateful since they sat on either side of him.

This situation instigated much talk amongst the others, though most of it was between Bobby, Kitty and Rogue. Hank, Logan, Ororo and Forge took notice, who wouldn't. However, they just figured that perhaps the women finally worked out their differences. That was partly right.

Right now it was half way through breakfast. There was more chatter coming from Kitty, Bobby and Rogue than before. Rogue especially couldn't get over it considering that the previous day Emma and Jean had a huge altercation.

Rogue whispered to Bobby and kitty. "I really wanna know what's up."

"I know." He then said in a soft tone, "Maybe it's some kind of telepathic thing. They could be making us think that they're getting along."

Rogue and Kitty both stared at him strangely. Kitty said, keeping her voice down as well, "You are odd."

Bobby said, "I'm serious. Why aren't they arguing or something?"

Rogue responded, "Perhaps you're right, they could be covering up what's really going on by creating an illusion for us all." She then laughed.

"They could be." Bobby stated.

Emma glanced over. She picked up a bit on their conversation. "Believe me, if I was manipulating your thoughts you would damn well know it." She told them. Her tone was stern.

Jean and Scott both looked at Emma and then to the others. Jean said, "You would know if I was, too."

Her and Emma then exchanged an odd expression. But they remained stoic for the most part. There was still no hostility. That earned them more curious glances.

In a hushed voice Kitty said to Bobby and Rogue, "This is so messed up. But as much as I'd like to know what's going on, it's none of our business."

Just then Logan walked up behind them. He said in a soft yet gruff tone, making them jump, "Ya got that right. So, stop yappin' about it.." He was curious himself, but he wasn't going to bother Jean and Emma. He was just relieved that for once they weren't annoying each other. Even if it was extremely hot to see two beautiful women battle one another.

Logan was the only one who could hear every single word that Kitty, Rogue and Bobby spoke. Luckily for them the only thing the others could hear was what sounded like a muffled conversation. No one else paid much attention to it since those three always seemed to hang together and whisper or talk quietly.

Ororo heard Logan's words to them though. She said, "Why did you say that?"

"They're tryin' to put their noses where they don't belong." He replied.

She nodded and then looked over to where Emma, Scott and Jean sat. "I assume that refers to them."

He looked in the direction that she was and said, "Yep."

"I could care less what's going on, they're getting along. That's all that matters." She stated.

"Exactly." Logan said back.

Forge and Hank overheard Logan and Ororo because they weren't too far from them. Hank said as he glanced in the direction that Logan and Ororo were looking, "I have to agree with you. I don't' care why they're not fighting, it's great that they're not."

"Yeah, it was getting really chaotic. Every time those two were near each other we had to worry that things would get out of hand." Forge said.

"Tell me about it." Logan mumbled.

With that all said the room fell nearly silent. Breakfast was finally over and everyone took care of their dirty dishes. Jean grabbed Scott's hand an tugged him out of the kitchen. Emma didn't follow because she already had an idea to what was going on. Jean had to let Scott know that she was leaving for a bit.

XXxXX

Jean led Scott upstairs and the went to her room where they could talk in private. She closed her door. She then took his hands in hers.

"Scott, I'll be going out for a while today." She told him.

He stared at her. "Where are you going?"

"Emma and I talked, as you know, and we've decided to take a trip to the mall." She explained.

"You and Emma? The mall?" He repeated some of her words.

She grinned and said, "Yes. I know it sounds odd, but we think that it's yet another way for us to get closer. We are women after all."

He finally said, "Is that really a good idea?"

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"You and Emma don't exactly see eye to eye, you know." He told her.

She looked at him. "Scott, we have to do this. I'll be fine. So will she."

"But if you two get into another dispute everyone will see. You may be able to control yourself in public, but she's still learning to not use her powers in front of people." He explained.

"She should be used to it by now." Jean said back.

Scott replied with, "Even though she was with us prior to now she's still learning how to be an X-Man. This time she's really becoming one of us."

"I know she is. Still I don't think you have to worry about anything." She assured him.

"I trust you and all. However, if anything would go amiss contact me telepathically right away. I'll be there in a flash." He told her.

She smiled at him. "Nothing will happen, but if something would I'll let you know."

"Promise?" He asked.

"I promise." She reassured him.

Scott still felt uncomfortable about Jean and Emma being alone. Even if they would be around other people they had no one to keep them under control. His nerves eased a bit when Jean placed her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. He returned the move and also pulled her against him. For a little while they kissed. It was nothing too hot, but it was passionate.

They pulled away from one another. Jean could sense Scott's concerns. "Everything will be fine, my love. And if by any chance I'm wrong you have my word that I'll contact you."

He nodded and left a smile light up his face. "I love you."

"I love you, too." She said back. Then there was a knock on Jean's door. "That's Emma. I need to make sure that I have everything ready."

Scott said, "Have fun." He opened the door.

Emma said, "Hello there." She tried not to sound too flirtatious, which was overly hard for her. Especially around someone like him.

"Hey. Uh, I'll let you two go." He then left. As he walked away he still couldn't help but feel uneasy about the entire situation.

Emma watched Scott walk away. She then walked into Jean's room and closed the door behind her. "I have to ask you something."

"Go ahead." Jean said as she touched up her look.

"Do you have any panties that are very skimpy?" Emma blurted out.

Jean turned to face her and said, "What?" She was sort of shocked.

"You see, if you're going to be trying on lingerie you'll need to wear tiny panties. It will look better. You know that you can't try them on otherwise. I know I wouldn't even want to, who knows what could be picked up.." Emma told her, her tone a tad bit snide.

Jean thought about that. "That's right. But no, I don't believe that I have anything small enough."

"What exactly do you have?" Emma asked walking over to Jean.

Jean gave her an uncomfortable look, but she opened her pantie drawer anyway. "Take a look."

Emma sorted threw Jean's underwear. She pulled out a ordinary thong. It was kind of hot and even cute, but it wouldn't do. Emma said overly snidely, "THIS is the most erotic thing you own? How you can keep Scott interested I'll never know."

Jean actually narrowed her eyes. "To make something clear, Scott loves me for who I am. Sex isn't the only importance of our relationship."

"Obviously." Emma said with sarcasm. "You'd be in major trouble if it was."

Jean was still narrowing her eyes. "Are you going to help me or not?"

"Oh, darling, of course I'm going to help you. To be honest, you really need it." Emma told her in a taunting sort of manner.

Jean took a deep breath and then exhaled. She didn't want to cause a scene before they even left the mansion. "I agree partly. I do need more erotic pieces. But Scott loves me either way."

"If you don't want to impress him then why do you want me to guide you?" Emma questioned.

"I asked you to teach me how to strip and perform a lap dance professionally. You chose to do this whole shopping thing." Jean quipped.

Emma raised an eyebrow but said, "You're right. But new and extremely sexy lingerie will make your little number all that much better. You really should take my word on this."

Jean responded with, "Oh, I do believe you. That's why I asked you."

"Then take my advice." Emma told her. She added, "When you're ready we'll make a quick stop at my room so that l can lend you a pair of panties." Emma said.

"I don't like wearing skimpy thongs that much. They're just not that comfortable." Jean said.

Emma actually laughed. She then said, "No problem, you can put them on inside of the changing room."

Jean nodded. "Okay." She looked back into the mirror and she was finally satisfied with everything. "I'm ready."

After that her and Emma left the room. They went to Emma's room briefly so that Emma could get her a pair of panties. Soon afterwards they were downstairs. Most of the residents gave them strange, confused looks but said nothing. They didn't pay much attention as they headed to the garage.

In a few minutes the entered the garage. Emma said, "Damn it."

"What's wrong?" Jean questioned her.

Emma replied with, "I don't have my car. It's still back at that dreadful place." Her tone was coarse.

Jean said, "No worries, I have a car."

"You do?" Emma asked. She was afraid it wouldn't be as sleek as hers.

"Yes." Jean led Emma over to the other side of the garage. She stopped in front of a silver Mustang. The roof was up, but it was a convertible.

"That's yours?" Emma was surprised.

Jean said, "Hell yeah. What, did you think I'd be driving? Some old, crappy station wagon?"

Emma's hands were on her hips. She grinned and shrugged. Jean laughed and took out her keys, pressing the button on the key ring. There was a beep and then the women go into the car.

Emma couldn't get over it. It was a lovely car. "How could you afford this. No offense."

"It's not brand new. I bought it used, but Logan did some work on it for me. So, it's as good as new." Jean said.

Once they both had their seat belts fashioned, Jean started the engine. In a matter of seconds she pulled out of the garage and drove along the path that exited the institute.

When Jean was on the main road she realized that she had no money with her. "Shit." She said.

"What's the matter?" Emma replied.

"I don't have money." She told her.

Emma responded with, "That's okay, darling. You do not need money. This is all on me."

Jean stopped at a red light and quickly glanced at Emma. "It doesn't feel right."

"Jean, money is not a problem. I have plenty. So relax." She then said, "You don't have to pay me back."

"Alright, if that's what you want." Jean said.

Emma told her, "It is."

XXxXX

It took approximately forty-five minutes for them to reach the mall. It usually took less time, but for some reason mostly all of the lights were either yellow and turning red or already red. When Jean drove into the parking lot she found a space fairly quickly since it was the morning. When she parked her and Emma got out of the car.

Jean looked over at Emma and said, "Lead the way."

"You should know the store. It's Victoria's Secret, the only major lingerie store." Emma said, her tone was a bit snide, as they started to walk towards the mall entrance.

Jean gave her an odd look. "I'm not used to going there though."

Emma said, "I figured that much. But if you would like I can lead the way."

"Yeah, sure." Jean replied.

"You look nervous." Emma stated as they entered the mall.

Jean said, "I am a little. This is going to be so awkward."

"How so? Is trying on lingerie that weird to you?" Emma said, keeping her voice down since a few people were near them.

"That's not going to be too bad, in general." Jean said.

Emma picked up on her thoughts. She grinned and said, "I won't gawk at your boobs or anything. Not that I haven't had experiences with women before. I just won't make you any more uncomfortable than you already will be."

Jean stared at her. "Gee, thanks." She then said, "You've had sexual experiences with women?"

"Yes. But I'm not going into details here. If you want to know more then I'll tell you at a later time." Emma told her.

"Fair enough." Jean responded.

At that point they were in front of the store of choice. As soon as they walked in a woman walked up to them. She seemed very nice. She asked, "Is there anything can help you with?"

Emma answered, "Not really. But at some point we'll need a changing room."

She looked at them oddly. Jean felt really weird. She said, "She's helping me find something special to wear for my fiancé."

The woman nodded and left them be. Emma laughed softly. "You didn't have to tell her that."

"I believe that she thought we were together. You know like a couple." Jean said.

"She did, who cares." Emma said and her tone was kind of smug.

Jean cocked an eyebrow. Before she could say anything Emma pulled her over to another area of the store. Jean almost stumbled in the progress.

"Look at these." Emma said as she picked up a combination of a red, lacy bra and a red G-string. She held it up so that Jean could see it.

Jean's eyes got wide when she saw the panties. "What's the function of those? I don't think that they'd cover anything."

Emma smirked and said, "They're not supposed to cover."

"There so tiny." Jean said as she took them from Emma to examine them.

"You act like you've never seen these before." Emma teased.

Jean glanced at her. "I've seen them. I've just never imagined that I'd be looking to purchase them."

Emma laughed again. "How typical. Hold on to those while we look for other styles."

They walked around and browsed for a while. Soon Jean had tons of panties and bras to try out. She was still feeling weird. This was so out of the ordinary for her. She usually picked her under garments from department stores. Of course those were regular items.

Emma got a dressing room for them. She didn't feel odd at all. Nudity never bothered her.

Jean and Emma went into the room. Jean still looked nervous. But she pulled herself together.

Emma could sense that Jean's nerves were getting to her. "If you'd like I'll turn away until you're ready to show me."

"No, no. I'm fine. You'll be seeing nearly every anyway." Jean said.

She then began to undress. In no time she was in just her own bra and panties. She pulled out the panties that Emma was allowing her to use and replaced her own with those. When she was ready she looked through the things she needed to try on, but she couldn't choose what to go with first. She finally decided to just try on whichever combination was up first.

The first was the red G-string with the red, lacy bra. She looked over both items. The bra wasn't too bad. She removed her bra and put the red one on. Then she pulled on the panties. She looked down at herself and then looked into the mirror. She couldn't believe how much they revealed. Emma picked up on her feelings again. She smirked and said, "Relax. I won't hit on you."

"This is just . . . " Jean started, but she trailed off and said, "Well you already know."

Jean kept looking in the mirror. After a while she didn't feel as weird. She could see that it looked hot. She turned back to face Emma, who was studying the way the lingerie to see if it was good. Jean said, "What do you think?"

Emma smiled and responded with, "It's wonderful. The G-string works quite well, showing a lot, but hiding the private area itself. The bra is marvelous, too. It gives a great amount of cleavage."

"So, it's a yes?" Jean asked.

"For now. Put those aside once you pick out the next ensemble." Emma told her.

Jean nodded and did just that. The next combination was black. The bra was lacy, just like the first one. And the panties were another G-string. Emma chose those because they were extremely sexy. Not really for every day wear, but great for a romantic rendezvous.

Soon Jean had removed the red garments and replaced them with the black ones. Despite how well everything was going she still felt strange. Especially with Emma eyeing her up. But that's what she wanted for she couldn't deny that she needed her help.

Jean allowed Emma to look her over. Emma said after studying her for a few moments, "Hm, this looks good, but not as good. Black isn't really your color, darling."

"Are you sure?" Jean questioned her. "This basically looks the same."

"Yes, but I'm sure. The red ensemble looked much better. It went with your hair." Emma told her. She then sorted through the remaining bras and panties. She picked up a emerald green combination and handed it to Jean. "Here, try this one on next."

This set was of yet another G-string, but it was cut different. It was even smaller. And the style was silk and lace on both the bra and panties. The bra only had lace along the top of the cups and half way up the straps. The panties were about the same. The only difference was that the lace wasn't only on the top, it was spread over most of the garment. The lace was a slightly lighter shade of green, so it stood out. That ensemble was sexy and even cute.

Jean took the items out of Emma's hand and eventually tried them on. She did as before by checking herself out in the mirror. Emma checked to see how the back looked. The expression on her face was that of satisfaction. More so than with the red combination.

"Um...this is different." Jean said. This set barely covered anything at all. The bra gave an extreme amount of cleavage.

Emma smirked. She loved how uncomfortable Jean felt. But she said, "Once you see the reaction you'll get from Scott you'll love it."

Jean kept looking at herself. "I sure hope so."

Emma replied with, "You will." She then said, "Well, so far I believe that this is the one. Scott will be absolutely speechless."

Jean turned around and said, "I actually this he will. My ass looks amazing. And so do my boobs."

Emma laughed and said, "Oh yes, you could be a lingerie model. Or even a centerfold in this."

"I've also noticed that it brings out the green in my eyes." Jean stated noticing the more subtle things.

"I'm impressed that you realized that." Emma replied with a smug grin.

Jean said, "Why?"

"I just didn't think you'd pick up on that." The blonde telepath said.

Jean smiled and said, "I'm pretty good with style."

Everything was going well. But as much as Emma enjoyed how odd that made Jean feel she felt annoyed. Here she was helping the woman who already had the man that she loved. Emma still wished that Scott would look at her the way he looked at Jean. She wanted him to be hers.

Jean picked up on Emma's change in mood. It was clear to her that this bothered Emma. She did need Emma's help, but she was also thrilled that it got under her skin so much. It was like a bonus.

"Jean, you should try harder with Scott." Emma said, her tone becoming bitter.

"I don't know what you mean." Jean said back.

Emma sort of glared at her. "You do. You may have him, but if you want to keep him you must spice up things every so often."

Jean gave her an odd look. "I've already told you that he doesn't care . . . "

"Don't be so naive." Emma said.

"I'm not." Jean then said, "I know what you're doing. It's not going to work."

Emma said snidely, "I'm not doing anything. I'm only giving you some advice."

"Whatever." That was all Jean said.

Jean then tried the other items on. They all looked good, but the emerald green was the one that won. Although, Emma thought that she should also get the red number. After all, it did look hot on her, too. But they both decided that the green one would be "the one" for Jean's and Scott's special night.

Jean replaced the underwear that Emma left her use with her own and then got dressed. They exited the dressing room and placed the unwanted items back. Emma took the two ensembles that they chose and her and Jean headed up to the check out counter. Soon they were all done in the store.

The women left the store and for a while they silently walked through the mall. Neither of them wanted to speak after the little ordeal in the changing room. After a while Jean looked at her watch. They were there for two hours. It was now lunch time. She was wondering why she felt a little hungry.

Jean said to Emma, breaking the silence, "We should probably head back home."

"You're hungry?" Emma asked.

"Yeah." Jean answered.

Emma then said, "So am I. We could have lunch together. We might as well while we're here."

Jean thought about it and said, "Sure." She added, "We should also try to work out that little issue from earlier."

"Don't worry about paying me back. This is all on me." Emma told her first. She then said in response to her other statement, "There's nothing either of us could say to make that all better. Let's just drop it and move on." Her tone was very snide though.

Jean gave her an odd look. She didn't like when she got into her head. But she shoved the irritable feelings down and said, "Why don't you want me to pay you back? Especially for lunch?" She basically did what Emma had suggested, she spoke no more of the incident in the dressing room.

Emma said, "I have more money than I can handle. Just enjoy your day out."

"Okay." Jean said with a sigh. She didn't like having someone else pay for her. But Emma was right, she was rich.

They then made their way to the food court area of the mall. It took a few minutes or so before they decided on what to get. They both chose to get a salad and water for they weren't starving. And they also wanted to eat healthy.

Once they found a table they sat down to eat. They didn't talk much during that period of time, but once they finished eating and left the food court they talked a bit. The women actually spoke off and on while they made their way back out to Jean's car and even a good deal of the way home.

Even though it was extraordinarily strange, the day went very well. Of course throughout the day there were a lot of heads turning in their direction. Jean figured that most were looking at Emma. But Emma said that they could have been staring at her as well. It's hard to tell with two beautiful, young women.

XXxXX

Most of they day went by well. But just like that morning there was a lot of talk about Jean and Emma. No one could get over the fact that they were getting along. The women did exchange glances throughout the day that were anonymous and questionable. Some were about things they had issues with earlier that day, while others were just because of what was still to come that evening.

Scott couldn't get over it. He kept asking Jean what was going on, but she just told him that her and Emma were trying hard to become friends. He finally left it go even if he was certain that there was much more to it.

Now as the evening arrived his suspicions returned when Jean told him that she was going over to Emma's room. Even was only for a bit he didn't quite comprehend it. At the moment they were talking in the hallway near the stairs.

"Jean, I don't understand this. I'm glad that you and Emma want to get closer. I just don't know why I can't be involved." Scott said.

"You eventually will be, I promise. We just need some time alone. You know for girl talk." Jean affirmed to him.

He took both of her hands in his. "It's only that I don't like to be left in the dark."

She squeezed his hands gently and said, "Honey, you're not in the dark. You will know everything soon."

He sighed. "Alright then. But if you and Emma start another shouting match, I'm blasting through the walls."

She grinned and said, "Okay."

They then moved towards each other and shared a warm kiss. Every time they kissed it felt like they would literally melt into each other. Even after being together so long they still had the same spark as when they first hooked up. It was amazing.

After a few moments or so they broke apart. Scott said, "I suppose you should head over to Emma's room."

"Yeah, she's expecting me. I'll see you later tonight." She gave him another kiss before she walked away. He kissed her back.

When they moved apart that time she turned and walked to Emma's room. As she walked she thought, "I hate keeping things from Scott. I feel horrible. I'm sure he'll understand once I do tell him. And he'll be so happy that I kept this from him."

In only a couple of minutes she outside of Emma's room. She stood there and closed her eyes for a few seconds. This was going to be a challenge. She wasn't one hundred percent sure what all she was getting herself into. But she needed to do this for she wanted to blow Scott away.

As Jean was about to knock the opened and Emma said, "Come in. There's no point in standing around out there."

Jean did as follows and entered Emma's room. Emma shut her door, wearing a smug expression. Jean narrowed her eyes slightly at the blonde who absolutely loved every bit of the fact that Jean came to her for help. To be honest, Jean really couldn't blame her. After all this was one of the many subjects that Emma was an expert in. It only made sense for her to gloat. It still bothered Jean though.

Upon thinking of that Jean said, "I know that anything with sexuality is an expertise of yours, but please don't belittle me."

"I didn't. I haven't even said anything." Emma told her.

"You didn't have to, your expressions speak louder." Jean said back.

Emma stared at her and said, "Sorry, I'm just so excited to teach you everything that I know about erotic dancing and all." Her tone was still smug, but it sounded genuine.

Jean nodded. "Okay. Then let's get started."

"Alright." Emma walked over to her desk and pulled the chair out. She sat it in the middle of the room and said, "First off, sit here."

"Why?" Jean asked.

Emma grinned. "Well you want to learn and the best way to learn is to observe. I'll be performing a strip tease and lap dance for you." Her tone was snide, but not overly.

Jean stared at her with wide eyes. "You mean that you're going to take off you clothes and basically dance on me?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean." Emma's face still looked smug. "If you're having second thoughts . . . " She started.

Jean cut her off, "No, I still want to do this."

"Then take a seat and enjoy. You better pay attention because when I'm finished you'll have to put a show on for me." Emma said.

"What?" Jean exclaimed.

Emma sighed and said, "I'll need to see how you do. Odds are that you will be awkward. You want this to be special and therefore you must be as good as possible. I won't settle with you giving Scott an amateur performance." Her tone was as snide as ever. And towards the end there was a touch of bitterness.

Their eyes met for a brief moment. Jean responded with, "Let's get on with it then." She didn't look too thrilled, but she had to go through with it.

"Okay. Now relax." Emma told Jean. She then popped a CD into her CD player. In a few seconds the music started and it was Bad Romance by Lady Gaga.

Jean eyed her strangely. Not really because of the song, but because that was all so weird. The song started out slow and Emma's moves captured that. As it soon picked up with the rhythm and everything she kept up as well. She was only a few feet away from Jean as she danced erotically, touching herself at times. Her face was filled with a mix of smugness and even seductiveness. When she danced she put her all into it.

Things became hotter when the song got to the chorus and Emma began to trace her fingers down and along her breast to her hips. By the starting of the second verse she began to take some clothes off. Her shirt was first and then she moved to her pants. But it was slowly. And all the while she was either staring at Jean or she had her eyes closed. The dancing was overly sexy. And it was clear that Emma was highly talented in that department from the way she swayed and rocked her hips to how much she got into the whole thing. Jean couldn't deny how sensual it was.

Now Emma was only in a pair of white thongs with a matching bra, which her breast barely fit into. The song had made it to the bridge and Emma decided it was time to take off one more item before she went to the next part of her performance. She slid her hands over her stomach and up to her breast. She then unhooked the bra, which closed in the front, and tossed it with the rest of her clothes. She touched her breast seductively and then she got down on her hands and knees, crawling over to Jean. Emma's expression was sultry as she crawled over and then she placed her hands on Jean's knees, pushing her legs apart. That made Jean feel out of place. But she didn't stop Emma. Whether Jean would admit it or not it was actually very arousing. If she were a man she'd have a huge hard on by that point.

Emma could pick up on Jean's thoughts quite easily considering that they were so loud. She smirked about it. And in a few moments Emma stood up and was dancing in between Jean's legs. For a while she faced her and then she turned her back on Jean. She danced with her back towards her for a little bit. Not too long afterwards she finally turned to face her again.

As the song continued Emma got even more into it. She lowered herself a little so that she was nearly grinding on Jean. Emma could tell that Jean was uncomfortable. But she could also tell that she didn't totally detest it either. Emma bit her lip and proceeded with yet another smug, but flirtatious expression. Jean just stared at her, trying to take everything in. She needed to do that little number here soon.

The song finally ended and Emma just knelt down so that she was eye level with Jean. She traced her right index finger down Jean's cheek. Then she stood back up and stepped back to give Jean some room.

Emma said, "So, do you think that you can do that?" Her tone was a bit snide.

Jean didn't say anything at first, but when she did she could only say, "Wow."

The blonde telepath smirked and said, "I'm guessing that you liked my little show."

Jean looked up at her, snapping out of it. "Um, yeah. And to answer your other question, I don't know. But I'll do my best."

"If you mess up, and I'm sure that you will, I'll be here to guide you." Emma's tone was still snide and even kind of acrid. She still didn't like that she was teaching Jean how to score even better with Scott.

Now it was Jean's turn to pick up on Emma's overactive thoughts. "Emma, you didn't have to do this, you know. I just thought it would be a great way to help me and to also get us closer."

"I know, I know. Now let's see if it did help you. I do believe it brought us together a little, but there's still going to be much work." Emma stated with an annoyed tone.

"True. So, will I be using the same song?" Jean said.

Emma gazed her. "Yes, for now. But you can pick a song that will work better for you when you do this for Scott. Make it special. When you choose a song and figure out exactly how you'll do your own dance routine I want to see it all first."

"Why?" Jean asked.

"In case you aren't putting your all into it. But let's see how you do now." Emma said back.

Emma gathered up her clothes, but since it was becoming night she just grabbed a robe and put it on. It was white, of course, and even a little attractive. It had lace from the collar all the way down. The cuffs and the bottom hem were laced as well. And not to Jean's surprise it was even a slight bit transparent.

Jean stood up and walked over to her. Emma told Jean that she could push play when she was ready and she walked over and sat on the chair. She waited patiently while Jean pulled herself together. This was going to be difficult for sure. It was awkward watching Emma strip and everything, but it would be even more awkward with her doing it all herself.

Emma continued to be patient, but she kept on eyeing Jean up. She knew that that lesson wasn't going to be the last one. She could tell how nervous Jean was and she was absolutely certain that it would cause Jean to perform poorly.

Approximately ten minutes later Jean finally gathered the strength and courage to try to re-enact Emma's performance. As she started the song Emma watched her carefully. Jean was doing alright. She moved to the rhythm the same way that Emma had. Or at least it was close enough.

She removed her shirt by the second verse just as Emma had done. But when she got to her pants she stumbled some while stepping out of them. She kept her cool and moved on though. She was in only her panties and bra, which were dark green and they matched, too. But they weren't quite as sexy as Emma's. The panties were plain bikini and the bra was pretty ordinary as well. But it did give a good deal of cleavage.

Jean continued by trying to remove her bra. Unfortunately she had more trouble with her act because her bra hooked in the back. It didn't go as smoothly as Emma' bra removal had gone, but she finally managed to remove it.

Shortly after that she was on all four and crawling over to Emma, who was still watching her intently. As Jean gave her a lap dance she stared up at her. She was shocked at how well Jean did do. But there was still plenty of work to do. Even if the little mess ups weren't accounted for, Jean still didn't seem to have really put her all into it.

When the song ended Jean moved back. Emma stood up and walked over to Jean. Before Emma said anything she allowed Jean to get dressed.

In a few moments Jean said, "I was horrible, wasn't I?"

"Not horrible. But you weren't excellent either. I can't put this delicately, you're act was very mediocre. You'll need a good deal of practice yet before the big night." Emma said. She had more smugness in her tone and throughout her figures.

Jean was annoyed by that, but as she had done earlier she shoved that down. "What was the worst part?"

"You weren't applying yourself completely. You were too nervous. In order to ace this you must get into it. That's means you absolutely have to let the music take over. Feel the rhythm. Become one with it." Emma explained. "Also, here's a tip, wear a front closure bra for it's much more beneficial. Surely you have at least one of those."

"Yes, I have a few. Is that all I've done wrong?" Jean asked.

Emma grinned and said, "No, you also must be more sexual. You looked hot, but that was only because you were taking off your clothes."

"So, I wouldn't get hired as an erotic dancer?" Jean questioned.

"No. But I will help you improve. Turn around." Emma told her.

Jean looked at her funny. "Why?"

Emma said, "Just do it." Her tone was a bit pushy.

Jean did as she was told and turned her back to Emma. The blonde walked up to her and placed her hands on her hips. Jean glanced over her shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to guide you in how to move your hips properly. You're movements were okay, but they need work. To be honest, they were stiff and kind of clumbsy."

Jean felt odd as Emma pressed her body against hers. There wasn't any music playing, but Emma began to move. Jean could really feel every movement and that was Emma's plan. That would be the best way to teach Jean how to loosen up.

Jean picked up on it very quickly. Within less than five minutes she was moving and keeping up with Emma. Once Emma knew that she was doing well she had Jean face her.

"Now, we're going to do the same thing. Only this time we'll be face to face." She told Jean.

"I feel like I'm dirty dancing with you." Jean commented.

Emma smirked. "You basically are. Does it bother you?"

Jean said, "Not really."

"Good." Emma told her. She then placed her hands back on Jean's hips and moved in close again. "Put your hands around my neck."

Jean listened and soon the two women were moving together again. Their bodies were so close. That time Jean was able to keep up and follow Emma more efficiently. Emma was glad that Jean was a quick learner.

When they pulled apart Emma said, "You've done well. But I'm still going to give you more lessons, if needed. The next will involve getting you prepared. I want you to pick a song for your performance for me. For the last time I want you to have the song you'll use for Scott ready. And your routine. Can you do that?"

"Yes, I can. Are we getting together again tomorrow night?" Jean said.

"If you want, yes." Emma told her.

Jean replied with, "I do. And I'll find a song to use for the next couple of evenings."

Emma smiled. "Great. Then you can go for now. Remember what you've learned tonight. And when you perform for me tomorrow don't be afraid to add more sexuality to your dancing. It makes for a better show. Believe me, darling."

"I believe you. And I'll remember everything." She then said, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Jean left Emma's room then.

Emma put her chair back after Jean left. Jean did a little better than she had anticipated her to do. Still there was more improvement. She wasn't going to allow Jean to perform for Scott unless it was as perfect as it could get. He deserved the very best. If she could she'd perform for him herself. But she knew that that was out of the question.

XXxXX

That same night in Genosha everything was fairly calm. Kurt and Wanda were standing on her favorite balcony. But despite the beauty below them she was kind of frustrated at the moment. In all the day went well, but Lorna was irritating her. She insisted on placing too much trust in Pietro. It bothered her immensely.

As Wanda and Kurt overlooked the island their arms were around one another. For the longest time neither of them spoke. And all else was inaudible. Kurt glanced at her face and could see that she was truly troubled.

He addressed her in a solemn yet comforting tone, "Are you going to be okay?"

She inhaled and slowly exhaled. She then replied with, "I really don't know. But what I do know is that Lorna is too naïve. Just because she 'knows' Pietro it doesn't mean that she really does 'know' him."

"Yes, you can think you know someone and then they can stab you in the back." Kurt stated.

"Sometimes literally." She said with a scowl.

He nodded. "Lorna should come around."

"I hope." Wanda replied. She then added after a long pause, "I just do not trust Pietro. Nor can I wrap my head around the fact that he'd actually be working against our father. Pietro's so pathetic; he'd do anything to get in with him." Wanda explained.

Kurt said back, "I wouldn't doubt that. I'm not taking sides, but what if Pietro really is here to help you?"

Wanda shook her head. "I have no idea. Anything is possible after all. But my gut tells me that he's here to play games."

He nodded. "Look at me." He told her. When she turned to face him he gazed into her eyes and said, "Whatever the case may be I am here for you. I'll always be. And you can rest assured knowing that the X-Men will be as well."

She smiled faintly. "I know that."

"So, for the time being just enjoy this night." He told her, caressing her cheek.

"I don't know if I can." She sighed.

He gazed deeply in to her eyes. "At least try to."

He kept caressing her face, his touch taking her breath away. She stared into his eyes. "Maybe you're right. I can't completely lose myself in this."

Like the last time, their faces moved closer and closer and their eyes were locked together for a while. Within no time at all their lips met. It started out slow and there wasn't much to it at all. But it soon became heated. For the first time Kurt and Wanda did more than just simply kiss. In moments their tongues were dancing and they had their arms around one another.

It felt awkward yet good. And it also felt so right. The kiss became even deeper and as it did everything else progressed even further. They were starting to actually make out instead of just kiss. Their hands wandered over each others' bodies. At one point Kurt realized that he was groping Wanda's left breast. He almost moved his hand away, but she felt his tenseness and stopped him.

She pulled back from the kiss briefly. She said, "It's okay. I liked it."

He said nervously, "I just don't want to get carried away. It's too soon to . . . "

"Shh. We don't have to go all the way. This just feels so . . . nice." She told him, cutting him off.

He nodded and they began to kiss again. He left his hand on her breast. And as their make out session moved along he actually squeezed it gently. This was so different and strange to him. He's never been that close to anyone else in his entire life. It was frightening and intoxicating all at the same time.

Wanda's hands roamed over his body also. But she didn't stop at his chest. Her hands traveled down his stomach and around his waist. Then they went even further until they reached his butt. She squeezed him softly and he actually grunted into their kiss. That told her that he liked it. So she continued. She eventually moved her left hand back to his waist and moved her right hand over his hip and around to the front. She slipped it over his thigh and kept going until she reached his crotch. She then began to fondle him there. He moaned a little that time.

Her boldness caused him to explore more. She eventually moved her hand from his private area and he pretty much mimicked her moves. Although, he did some of it backwards. He moved his hand to the front first, caressing her for a while. Then he moved his hands around her hips to her butt. When he squeezed her he also pushed her against him.

At that moment their kiss was getting overly heated. And if they didn't stop soon they may not be able to. So they soon moved apart knowing that they were both becoming aroused.

They stood there just staring at one another for moments at a time. The hot, burning, tingly feeling inside still hadn't extinguished. Neither of them wanted to have sex, not yet at least. It was definitely way too soon for that. But perhaps they could at least do something to ease the pressure.

They kept on staring into each others eyes. For a few seconds or so neither of them spoke. They really didn't know what to say at that time.

Wanda finally said, "Do you feel . . . " She couldn't complete her sentence.

Kurt finished it with, "Odd?"

She nodded and said, "Yes, odd."

"I do. But we shouldn't take this too far." He stated.

"We don't have to. It's so obvious that we have feelings." She told him.

He replied, "It is and I don't think they'll just go away."

"No. Surely we've both tried to brush it off." She knew that she did.

He did as well. "Yes, I'm definitely guilty of that."

"Well, it's gone too far now to continue doing so." She said.

"We must decide on where to go now." He told her.

She nodded in agreement. But she said nothing. All she did was gazed in to eyes and take in the moment.

He stared back into her eyes and said, "But I don't want us to do this only so we can pleasure one another."

She finally spoke again. "It's not like that at all. We've been having these feelings and now we've admitted to it." She explained.

He kept staring at her. Then he said, "I don't know, Wanda. I'm not sure that I'm ready for this."

She gave him a strange look. "You're not ready to take this further?"

"More than friends is fine, but I'm not sure I can do anything else yet." He said to her.

She smiled. "Then we don't have to. We can just wait it off. It will eventually go away."

He smiled awkwardly at her. "Perhaps we could do that."

They stood there in silence for minutes at a time. That was surely a difficult and uncomfortable subject to discuss. But they were adults and they'd figure out the best way to resolve it.

After standing there quietly for a while Kurt said, "I still feel weird." He was certain that he wouldn't want to leave that balcony yet either.

"So do I." She moved towards him. "You know, we can help each other without going all the way."

Their eyes locked. He said, "What would it hurt."

"Absolutely nothing." She said.

They both smiled and kissed again. When they parted they walked over to a large chair that sat in a corner of the balcony. She motioned for him to sit.

She was getting ready to kneel down in front of him when she heard a voice coming from the balcony entrance. It was Lorna and she seemed uneasy about something.

"Wanda!" She yelled. And then she saw Kurt and her sister. Luckily Kurt was standing again and Wanda was beside him. They looked at one another then to Lorna.

"What is it?" Wanda questioned.

Lorna said in a panicked rush, "It's Pietro! I'm not sure what just happened. But he was talking to someone on his phone and then he said he had to leave." She may have trusted him, but that still struck her as odd.

"He didn't say where he was going?" Wanda asked.

"No. He didn't say much of anything. He just told me he had some 'business' to deal with and he left." Lorna explained.

Wanda's mood changed back to that of irritation and uneasiness. "What the hell is he up to?" She said mostly to herself. She then looked to Lorna and said, "Do you still trust him?"

"I don't know. I want to, but this is too out of place. Why wouldn't he tell me anything?" Lorna said. She was confused.

Kurt finally spoke. "Because he has something to hide."

Lorna gazed at him. At first she looked upset by his words. Then just as fast her expression changed she realized how stupid she was. "I'm such a fool."

Wanda said, "You're not a fool. You just don't know him like we do." She then said, "Let's get downstairs! We must contact the X-Men right away!"

With that said they Kurt teleported himself and the other two. The X-Men really did have to know about this. Maybe they could detect something important and give some kind of lead to what Pietro is up to.

XXxXX

The next morning everyone gathered in the War Room. No one was sure what was going on, but Logan still had to inform them all about the information that he received from Kurt and Wanda the night before. At that hour he didn't want to disturb anyone for many were in bed. He didn't believe that the news was of dire emergency. At least not at that time. However, he did find it to be something to observe. That's why he summoned everyone to meet him in the War Room.

At the moment they were all sitting or standing around the table, just waiting. Jean and Emma could already pick up on some of what was to come due to their telepathy. Logan looked around the room, his eyes met momentarily with everyone he glanced at.

Seconds later Logan cleared his throat and said in his usual gruff tone, "Late last night I was contacted by Kurt. He and Wanda wanted to warn us that Pietro's actin' strangely."

"Again?" Bobby said with great sarcasm. "That's not a surprise"

Rogue said, "And it's surely nothin' new."

He looked at them both and said, "This could be different."

"How different? Pietro's always been a jerk." asked Kitty.

"Wanda strongly believes that Pietro's workin' with Magneto on some secret mission." Logan responded.

Bobby said, "Hm, I wouldn't doubt that."

"Yes, I can't help but agree. Magneto is always up to something. He'll neverstop." Ororo stated.

"No, he won't." Scott said with a bitter tone.

Jean looked at him. "I only wonder what it is this time."

"Other than the usual 'mutant dominance' plan, I don't know." Said Logan.

Forge jumped in. "Why does Wanda believe that her brother's definitely aiding Magneto though?" Everyone looked at him funny. He then said, "Never mind. I already know the answer." He felt stupid for asking that. He knew very well how much Pietro sucked up to his father.

Emma said, "We certainly must keep an eye on this. It's hard to tell what's really happening."

"Yeah, you'd know a lot about being secretive." Rogue mumbled.

Emma heard her nonetheless and glared at her. "As I recall, so do you." Her tone was snide and snobbish.

Hank stepped between them. "Stop. Right now isn't a good time to point fingers. That was then, so let's not dwell on it."

"Sorry." Rogue said, but she gave Emma a look.

Emma returned returned the look and said, "I am too."

Logan then said, looking at Rogue and then Emma, "Regardless of what some of you may think of Frost, she has a point. We need to make sure nothing gets outta hand."

"And how the hell are we going to do that?" Scott said with exasperation.

Jean turned to face him. "Calm down, Scott. We must be rational about this."

"As much as I hate sayin' this, I agree. We've gotta try. That's all any of us can do." Logan stated, folding his arms against his chest.

Everyone was silent for a while. Mostly for lack of words. None of them knew precisely how to deal with this. It could be noting, but most likely it was much, much more. It was evidently important enough for both Wanda and Kurt to be stressed over it.

After a few moments of silence Logan spoke again. "We need to speak with the Prof. to see if he can guide us any."

Everyone turned their focus back to him. Kitty was the first to speak though. She said, "That's a great idea."

They all agreed that asking Professor Xavier for help was the best thing to start off with. Even if he didn't have any solid answers he could at least point them in the right direction. Maybe he'd have some ideas.

The X-Men moved out of the War Room and made their way to the room Xavier was in. As they were walking Emma felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned her head and saw that it was Jean.

Telepathically she asked, "What?"

Jean replied the same way with, "I already have my dance prepared for you?"

"I just hope that's it's put together properly." Emma said back, she was a bit snide.

Jean just brushed it off and said, "Yeah, it is. Remember though, this is only my dance to show you that I've improved?"

Emma gave her an odd look. She then answered with, "I remember. But you still need to do much better. Your performance for Scott must be remarkably seductive and immaculate."

The redhead rolled her eyes and then said, "Of course, Emma."

They both nodded at one another. The others thought it was odd how they kept glancing at each other like they were talking yet no sound came out. They were pretty certain that they were having a telepathic conversation. Scott was getting even more suspicious. He knew there was more to why they were spending so much time together and all.

By this time they reached the room and filed into it. Everyone remained quiet while Logan connected with Charles. In no time at all the Professor responded and projected a telepathic image of himself.

"Logan told me you've got a problem?" He said.

Scott replied, "Yeah, we do. Pietro could possibly be up to no good."

Professor X gazed at each of them and then said, "Yes . . . if he is than that could very well be an enormous problem."

"So, you don't have any news for us?" Kitty asked, a bit disappointed.

"I'm afraid not. Nothing in the future has been altered. At least not yet." He told her and the others.

Scott said, "Son-of-a-bitch! That punk might just get away with whatever it is he's up to."

Logan narrowed his eyes. "Chill out, one eye. We don't even know if there is a problem."

Jean put her hand on his shoulder. "He's right. We may be jumping to conclusions."

"Scott could be right, too." Rogue stated. "I mean, Pietro is a tricky person."

Emma said, more to herself, "Tell me about it." She remembered when he snuck up on her, grabbed her and flung her face first into a pillar.

"What did you say?" Rogue said, kind of irritated.

Emma ignored her attitude and just answered her. "He was able to sneak up on me and I'ma telepath. So, I'm simply agreeing with you."

Rogue only nodded. Shortly after they exchanged words Xavier spoke again. He said, "Everyone, just stay calm. While I have nothing that can help you from the future, I do have advice for your current time." They all gave him full attention. He then continued, "If you want to track Pietro to check up on him then Cerebro is the answer."

Jean said, "Leave that to me."

He replied with, "I don't believe that's a good idea, Jean. While you may be powerful I don't feel that you are powerful enough to run Cerebro just yet."

Jean looked disappointed. "But Professor, I can do it."

"I'm not doubting you, dear. I just don't want to take chances. It can take a lot out of you." He told her.

She gave him a weak smile. "Okay. I understand that it's only for my safety."

The Professor smiled at her. He then gazed towards Emma and said, "Emma, you've used Cerebro before and you've had no issues or anyting. Am I right?"

"Yes, I did well. And I didn't have any trouble." She told him.

"Then you are in charge of scanning for Pietro. To be safe, I would like you to do so as soon as this meeting is over. And at least twice daily."

She said, "Sure, no problem, Professor."

Jean didn't like it. But she didn't argue with Xavier. After all he was a wise, intelligent man. He wouldn't assign Emma to Cerebro if it didn't know she could do it. Jean knew she wasn't ready for that and that Emma was the right one for the job. She was definitely strong enough now after being resurrected by Selene.

"I'm accompanying her, Chuck. If that's fine by you." Logan said. He didn't want Emma alone in that area. Not yet at least.

"That's fine. As long as she runs Cerebro any of you can be with her." Xavier told him.

After thinking about it the others agreed. They all respected him and his decision. He wouldn't have told Emma to do it if he didn't trust her.

Finally Rogue spoke again, "Hey, I have an idea that might help."

"What is it?" Ororo asked.

"If I could find Domino she may be of use. Her and I got along pretty well. She was the only one of the Brotherhood that I could connect to at some level. And now she's not even with them." She explained.

Bobby said, "Maybe she'd be on our side then."

"Perhaps. She didn't seem to fit with them. I doubt she'd become one of us, but she may at least assist us." Rogue said.

Kitty responded, "It's a shot. We don't have many other options."

"No, we don't. And that sounds like a wonderful plan." Said Hank.

Professor X responded with, "Yes indeed. I know Domino isn't a bad person. She's just a tough one. I'm sure she'll help your cause."

Everyone else liked her idea as well, for the most part. But even if they didn't they accepted it, for they needed all the help they could get. If Domino was located with Cerebro and Rogue found her it could even out the odds.

"Sorry to cut this short, but I have to go. Keep me posted on this. And I'll do the same." Professor X told them. "Until we speak again, take care and stay safe."

The X-Men all said their goodbyes. Soon the room went quiet again. Logan said, "Well, I guess this meeting is over. But Frost, you and I have a date with Cerebro."

Emma nodded. Rogue said to her, "If you find Domino, do let me know. I have to get to her."

"I will." Emma told her.

At that point everyone branched off. Logan headed off towards the room where Cerebro was located. As Emma was about to walk away and follow him Jean said to her though telepathy, "When are you going to tell me about your experiences with women? You said you'd explain more later, but you haven't yet."

"Where did that come from?" Emma asked.

"I just recalled it. I don't know why. So, when?" Jean answered.

Emma sighed and looked at Jean. She replied, "Later."

"I've waited long enough." Jean said back.

"Oh, bloody hell. Alright. You want to know so badly. I'll tell you this evening right after dinner."

Jean said, "Why not after you do the scan?"

"You need to spend time with your man for a change. I know I would be if he was mine." Emma's tone was snide and kind of bitter.

"Sure thing, after dinner." Jean responded.

She was a little irritated at the way Emma spoke to her. But again she brushed it off. She didn't want to fight with her right now. She really didn't want to at all. Most of the time it just happened because she got under her skin so much. Especially when it came to Scott.

Scott raised an eyebrow. As Emma strode off he watched and then he looked at Jean. "What the hell is up with you two?"

"I thought that you wanted us to get along?" Jean answered.

"Yeah, but you're both acting weird. You've been hanging around each other quite a bit. And now you're having telepathic conversations." He stated with suspicion so clearly distinct.

"I know you believe that something is going on. Whether you're right or wrong I can't tell you at this time. But you will know soon. I promise." She reached over and caressed his cheek.

He stared at her then said, "I hope so."

"Don't worry though, it's nothing bad." She told him, still caressing his face.

"Good to know." His tone was odd.

She closed her eyes. When she opened them she said, "Honey, don't be upset. You'll understand completely when you find out. Believe me and trust me. I'd never let you down and you know it."

She then pressed her lips to his. He returned the move and the couple kissed for a bit. They didn't care who saw them.

When the parted he said, "Fine then. I'll wait until you fill me in. But I hope you're right and it's not much longer. I'm losing it."

"I'm right. You'll find out." She told him. She then grinned at him. "Are you too upset for some TLP?"

"What's that?" He questioned her.

She smiled flirtatiously and said, "Tender love and passion. What else?"

He smiled back. "Oh." He then said, "You mean make love."

"Yeah, of course that's what I mean."

He looked at her. "I'm up for it."

"You sure?"

He nodded. He did trust in her and all. He just didn't care to be left in the dark. But he could never turn her down. Making love to her was next to the best thing in his life, her in general being the best.

He finally grinned back and said, "Race you. Whoever gets up there and in the room first wins. The loser has to take off both their own clothes and that of the winners'." He laughed. That was kind of lame but he didn't care. And he couldn't resist saying it.

Jean laughed. "Okay."

After that they both took off up the stairs, heading for her room. She actually got there first. "I guess you're stripping both me and yourself. Who's first?"

He grinned. "Ladies are always first."

They both headed into the room and the door was shut. They'd be busy for a while now. But there was nothing better to do at the moment. Why not kill some time with love and passion?

XXxXX

After dinner, Logan and Emma were getting ready to head into the Cerebro room. Jean told Emma telepathically during dinner that she'd wait to speak with her. Finding Pietro and all was more important. But before Emma and Logan walked into the room Rogue ran up to them. Panting she said, "I hope ya don't mind if I come in too."

Logan looked at her. And after he thought about it for a moment he said, "I suppose not. But this is important and Emma needs to concentrate." His tone was gruff.

"I'll be quiet. I just wanna know about Pietro and definitely Domino." She stated.

Emma gazed at her and said in a flat tone, "I said that I'd let you know if I find her."

"Yeah, but I have nothin' better to do right now." Rogue replied. Whether or not Emma promised to inform her, she didn't trust her.

Emma shrugged and soon after that the three of them entered the room. They all moved over to Cerebro. Emma seated herself and Logan and Rogue stood on either side of her. Emma took in a breath and then she picked up Cerebro and placed it on her head.

"I'm searching for Quicksilver first. We need to know what's going on with him." Emma stated.

Logan said in a coarse voice, "Yeah, that boy may be stirrin' up some trouble."

Rogue replied with, "Or helpin' someone else do so."

"Either way, he's bad news." Logan stated in the same basic tone of voice.

Emma nodded showing that she was on the same page. She then closed her eyes, clearing her mind of anything but whom she was searching for. As she searched visions of mutants appeared, as usual. She spent minute after minute scanning. After about fifteen minutes passed she finally located Pietro. Along with him were the remainder of the Brotherhood, which was only short of one person . . . Domino. Of course, Magneto wasn't detected due to his helmet. But if Pietro was with the Brotherhood than that meant that Magneto was somewhere in the picture. Emma opened her eyes and she looked to Logan. His eyes met hers.

Rogue walked over to stand beside Logan. She said, "So, what's goin' on?"

Emma sighed. She answered with, "It appears that Pietro is indeed with the Brotherhood. Unfortunately, I couldn't retrieve anything that would be of use."

"That means you don't know what he's up to?" Logan said, frustration was evident in his voice.

"Yes. All that we know is that he is with the Brotherhood and more than likely with his father." Emma answered.

Logan made a growling sound and cursed, "Shit."

Rogue said, "That's why my plan just might be of enormous help. If I can get to Domino she could know somethin'."

"But she's no longer with them." Logan said.

"She has ties with them regardless. Plus she could help me spy." Logan and Emma both gave her a strange look. "Well, we need to find out somehow."

"It's just so risky." Logan said. He contemplated the idea for a while. "I don't want you goin', Rogue."

"Logan, I have to." She argued.

Emma said, "She's right, Logan. That's the only option we really have."

"See if you can find her first. Then we'll discuss this." Logan said gruffly, folding his arms over his chest.

Emma closed her eyes and concentrated again. This time focusing on Domino. It took even longer, but she did manage to locate her. She opened her eyes.

"She's still in New York. It appears that she's living alone in some abandoned building." Emma told them.

Rogue asked, impatiently, "Is that all you saw?"

Emma looked at her. "Let me think for a moment. I might know where it is. Just give me a minute."

Even though Rogue was impatient she allowed Emma think. In about two or three minutes Emma said, "I can't think of the actual location. But I recognize the area."

"Could you show me?" Rogue asked.

"Of course." Emma said. Her tone was a bit testy.

Emma sent Rogue a telepathic image of where Domino resided. Rogue took a moment to think herself. She then looked at Emma. "Thanks. I know exactly where that is. It's along a string of old, vacant warehouses. Not very far from where the Brotherhood used to stay." She sounded anxious.

"I still don't think you should do this." Logan said firmly.

"Oh, come on! I must." She argued once more.

Logan said, "No, I don't like this. You could get hurt or even killed."

Rogue glared at him. "I'll be fine. I can take care of myself ya know."

"Yeah, I know. But this is just too dangerous." Logan told her.

Emma was sick of them bickering so she jumped in. "Oh please, both of you are sostubborn, you'll induce an aneurysm before you change your minds. So why don't you save yourselves the trouble, and the medical bill, and just go with it?"

Logan and Rogue both stared at Emma for a moment. Then they looked back to each other. Despite the way Emma phrased it, she was right.

Logan growled slightly and said in a gruff voice, "When do ya plan to pay Domino visit?"

"Tomorrow. I wanna leave after breakfast." She responded.

Logan nodded and said, "Fine, you can go. Under one condition."

"What's that?" Rogue asked.

"That I get to tag along. You're not doin' this alone." He told her.

"Why? Ya think that I can't?" Rogue asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"No, you'll need back up. And your safety is very important." Logan responded.

Rogue thought about what he said. Maybe she should allow him to go with her. Who knows, maybe she would need him. She finally said back, "Oh, alright. You win."

Emma removed Cerebro from her head and placed it where it belonged. She stood up and stood by them. "Are we done in here then?"

"Yeah, for now." Logan answered.

With that all said they made their way out of the room. The door closed and locked behind them. Then they walked through the halls.

"Ya sure that Domino won't be aggressive, Rogue?" Logan asked.

"Uh-huh. She'll probably be startled though." Rogue answered.

He nodded and said, "I hope you're right."

"I am, Logan. She's not really a bad person. Believe me. I spent mostly all of the time with the Brotherhood hanging with her." She told him.

He nodded again. "Alrighty then."

Emma, Logan and Rogue headed towards the main level. In no time they were there. For a few moments they stood there.

"Rogue and I should work on a plan for tomorrow. Wanna help?" Logan questioned Emma.

"I would, but I have other things to do." Emma answered.

Logan said, "You and Jean have more plans?"

Emma stared at him then finally said, "Yes. We're just trying to get closer."

"If I sense someone is mind-warping someone else, someone's getting a lobotomy!" He told her.

"It's nothing like that." She said.

Logan said back, "It had better not be."

Emma just rolled her eyes. She knew that it was odd to others. It had to have been overly suspicious. But neither her nor Jean were messing with the others mind.

Just then Rogue cut in. "Well, if we're to get somethin' worked out before morin' we better get started." She said to Logan.

"Yeah." Logan said to Rogue. Then to Emma he said, "See ya later, Frost."

"Certainly." Emma replied.

At that point they went their separate ways. Logan and Rogue only needed to work out something easy. Domino shouldn't be a problem. Emma went up to her room to meet up with Jean.

XXxXX

Upstairs Emma waited in her room for Jean. She didn't have to wait very long though, for shortly after she entered the room Jean was there. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She brought a CD of her own this time.

Emma glanced at her and upon noticing the CD she said, "You've definitely come prepared."

Jean grinned at Emma. "Yes, I have."

Jean walked over to Emma and stood only about a foot away from her. Emma eyed her oddly. "So, when are you going to show me what you've got?"

"After you tell me about your sexual experiences you've had with women." Jean stated firmly.

Emma asked, "Why do you insist so desperately that I tell you?" Her tone was on the snobbish side.

Jean stepped slightly closer and answered, "I'm just curious. And I'm sure I'd find it interesting."

"I believe that you will. For the most part." Emma responded. She sounded snotty whether she intended to or not.

For a bit there was silence. Jean broke it by saying, "Well, the sooner you tell me the sooner I can show you my progress. I think you'll be pleased." She then wore a sensual grin.

Emma couldn't help but grin back. "I hope so." She then added, "Follow me."

She led Jean over to her bed where they sat relatively close, facing each other. They sat there for a while before Emma spoke. She was recollecting everything.

After the long pause she finally said, "You know what I used to do when I first became a Hellfire Club member, right?"

"Yeah. You were an erotic dancer." Jean said.

"Yes, but there was much more to it." Emma paused again. Then she continued with, "I also had sex with some of the customers. They paid very, very well. That was just part of the job. Sometimes I liked it and other times I hated it. And occasionally I'd have to perform a lap dance for a woman and/or I'd have a female customer for sex. That's where I first had a woman. Those experiences weren't that great though."

Jean looked into her eyes. "When did it start to get better?"

Emma answered, "When Selene joined." Jean gave her a strange look. Emma added, "She may be an evil, sadistic bitch but she sure knows how to pleasure a woman. And a man. She was amazing. Even if she became a little out of hand at times. She loves it hard and rough. I do sometimes, but not all of the time."

"Did you two do everything?" Jean inquired.

"If you mean everything as in everything that a woman can do to another woman, then yes." Emma replied.

Jean kept staring at her. She remained quiet for a brief moment. Finally she said, "Wow. Did you enjoy it? Not the anal, obviously."

Emma gazed back. "Of course I did. Otherwise I wouldn't have continued with it. Not leisurely at least." She took a breath and then said, "How about you? Have you ever had sex with a woman?"

"No. I've never thought of it much before." Jean said back.

Emma smirked and said in a snide tone, "Apparently I'm making you change your mind."

Jean shook her head. "It's not that." She was only partly lying. "I just figured that you'd have no problem sharing things like that with me."

"Why is that?" Emma questioned her. She was starting to become very interested in what Jean had to say.

"Because you're not afraid to speak of such things. Many woman are." Jean stated.

Emma said, "So true. I don't' think sex is something that anyone should be afraid or ashamed to discuss. It's so natural and marvelous."

"Exactly." Jean said. She then added, "We seem to see eye-to-eye with this."

"Odd enough, yes." Emma responded. She was excited to see what Jean had to show her. So she said, "Is that all for now? I don't know what else to tell you. Unless you want me to go into detail."

Jean said, "Pretty much. I don't think you need to go to that extreme. I get the picture." She paused and said, "There is one more thing I'd like to ask."

"What is it?" Emma said. Jean didn't speak right away, so she then said, "Just ask the bloody question, Jean."

"Alright. Have you ever made love?" Jean questioned.

The blonde telepath paused again herself and shut her eyes briefly. She could see why Jean hesitated to ask that question because it completely changed Emma's mood. In a moment she said, "Not really. I do wonder what it's like."

"It's so incredible. Especially with someone you love." Jean said in a kind of mellow tone.

Emma thought, "Oh, rub it in why don't you."

Her thought was so loud and bitter, Jean picked up on it. "I'm not. I was only . . . "

Emma cut her off. "I'll never know." She went on with, "I told you what you wanted to know. So let's just get to your performance, please." Even though she said 'please' her voice and expression didn't fail to show the irritation. And even pain.

"I wasn't being a bitch." Jean stated.

"Whatever. Just get on with it." Emma told her.

If Jean had known that that question would have made Emma that upset she wouldn't have asked it. She figured that it would be touchy, just not that touchy. But not wanting to argue or anything she only said, "Okay."

Jean walked over to Emma's stereo and popped her CD in. She programmed it for the song she was going to use, which was S.E.X. by Nickelback.

As before Emma pulled out the chair from her desk and dragged it into the middle of the room. She seated herself and then said, "I'm ready when you are."

Jean nodded. She closed her eyes so that she could mentally go through her moves. After nearly two or three minutes she pushed play and moved over to stand about five feet away from Emma.

In a few seconds the song began. Jean's eyes met with Emma's as she started to moved to the rhythm. At first she only moved sensually and she traced her fingers along her body. All the while her eyes never left Emma, except for the occasional blinking or when she'd shut them briefly.

Emma's eyes remained on Jean. So far she was doing well enough. And soon Jean began to really get into the song. She teased by slipping the bottom of her shirt up over her stomach and letting it fall back in place. She then undid her pants, teasing again by slightly pulling the sides down a tad and leaving them like that. By the chorus of the song she lifted her shirt again, but this time she removed it and tossed it to the floor. After that she slowly slipped out of her jeans, careful to not trip or anything and still keep in rhythm to the music.

Emma was shocked so far. Her mood changed again as she watched Jean strip. She really absorbed the lesson Emma gave her. Now seeing her in only a sexy, red bra with matching panties. They weren't thongs, but they were kind of revealing. Emma was even more amazed that she didn't stumble.

As the second verse started Jean moved her body even more sensually and seductively. She then unhooked her bra, which closed in the front, and tossed it to the floor. She raked her hands all over her stomach and up over her breast. Since she really liked the part where she got on all fours and crawled she did just that. She remained in sync with the music and rhythm as she got on the floor and began to crawl over to Emma. She stared at Jean, who was being extremely flirtatious. Emma loved it. Seeing Jean do that was priceless.

The chorus repeated and Jean kneeled over Emma, placing her hands on Emma's thighs right by her knees. They two beautiful woman stared into each others eyes as Jean seductively slipped her hands up until they were only inches away from Emma's private area. At that moment Jean stood up and began to give Emma a lap dance.

Jean was so close to Emma as she pumped and ground her hips. At times Jean even brushed against her. For some reason Emma felt odd this time. It was as if Jean was turning her on. But she kept her dirty thoughts to herself and watched Jean finish her performance.

The song ended and Jean backed away from Emma. She was panting as she said, "So, have I improved?"

Emma stared up at her for a bit. She then stood up and walked over to Jean. "Surprisingly, yes. That was very delicious and if you wanted me to I'd fuck you right now. But there's always room for more improvement." Some of her statement was sarcasm.

Jean smiled. "I've worked hard on this. I'm so glad that you've enjoyed it."

"I'm proud of you. When you put your performance together for Scott, choose a song that fits you two as closely as possible. And try to do even better than you just did now. If that's even possible." Emma said. Her tone a bit snide towards the end.

"Okay. Since I'll be showing you the performance, you can help me with anything that might not work or what not." Jean said.

Emma said back, "Yes, of course. That's the point, now isn't it." Her tone was definitely snide and snobbish that time.

Jean ignored that, knowing that's how Emma was. She just said, "Thank you. This really means a lot to me."

"I know it does." Emma said. "Just let me know when you're ready to show me your next and final performance. I'll be waiting patiently."

Jean got dressed as her and Emma spoke. Jean said, "Oh, I will. It won't be too long from now. Scott's and my anniversary isn't long from now."

Emma said, "True. And you know, with a performance like that, Scott will surely ravage you with orgasmic bliss for the rest of the night."

Jean stared at Emma, her face turning red. Emma grinned at the sight for it gave her some self indulgence. It wasn't that hard to make Jean blush though.

Jean said, "Yeah, I'm sure he will." Her face was still flushed.

They then walked to the door and the red head said, "I guess I'll see you in the morning then."

"Certainly. Goodnight." Emma told her.

"Yeah, goodnight." Jean said back.

Jean then left the room. Emma shut her door and got ready for bed. She was still shocked at how well Jean did. Even though it was nice helping Jean she only wondered what she'd be getting out of that all. It was amusing in the beginning because Jean was so awkward with everything. So that helped. But now Jean was more open and Emma didn't find anything that satisfied herself from it.

The blonde sighed and sat on her bed. It wasn't all that late, but she crawled under the covers and laid down. Her mind raced on and on. All of her thoughts mostly revolved around Scott. She wanted him so badly. And not just for sex. But she figured that Hell would freeze over before she'd have a chance with him.

As she laid there her eyes began to sting as they had before. She fought hard to keep the feelings inside. But this time she failed at the attempt for a single teardrop rolled down her right cheek. She quickly brushed it away and closed her eyes. Again, she tucked her feelings up tightly. Or at least as tightly as she could.

XXxXX

AN: I finally was able to update! So, so sorry for the wait. I've been extremely busy lately. I'm not sure when the next chapter will be completed, but I can only hope that it doesn't take nearly as long as this one did. Either way, please leave a review:) I'd really appreciate it:) Thanks to all who has read and reviewed my story thus far:) I hope you continue to do so:) Until next time, take care:)