The Angel's Departure


The city was beautiful, the sun was shining and a perfect day for an afternoon drive. A New York Native couple decided to take a drive, so they got into their red four door car. The couple decided to take a drive into Westchester, where they watched as children and teenagers were making their way home from school. A small group of girls had caught the attention of the woman. She noticed how happy they looked, carefree, not concerned about anything but gossip from school. Soon, there were two girls walking together from the group. The older of the two had red hair and green eyes, the woman reconized the girl as her daughter. She wondered who the other girl with her daughter was.

"Stop the car!" the woman screamed to her husband.

"What's wrong?" he asked concerned by the look on his wife's face.

"It's her!"

"Who?" he asked, still confused about what she was babbling about.

"Jean!" she said as she looked around frantically for her daughter, "where did she go?"

"Maybe it wasn't Jean," he said trying to calm her down.

"No, it was her," she said still looking for her daughter's face or bright red hair. Anything, but there was nothing. "Let's go home," she told her husband sadly. Staring out the window for some glimse of her lost daughter.

The husband was worried about his wife, he knew that she had a hard time when their daughter just left. He missed her, too, but thinking about it was not helping the situation. They had not seen her in a few years. He briefly got a glance of bright red, he quickly naviagated his way through the traffic.

"Where are we going?" the woman asked her husband.

"Tooo...I have no idea! I'm following her," he told her pointing, she saw the two girls. "We should just pull over and get her," the wife suggested to her husband, but he just shook his head.

"If we follow her, we'll know where she's staying. Then, we can decide what to do and how to do it." They followed the two girls until they met up with two guys in a red car. They, then, followed the red car to the gates of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, the husband quickly wrote down the name and address. The husband began to drive home, he knew that his wife was confussed and wanted to see her daughter. "Don't worry," he said trying to calm her, "we're not going to do this on our own. I have some friends in the police department. I'll call them when we get home."

The drive home was completely silent. The couple did not talk to each other the entire way home. All they could think of was their daughter, the kids that were with her, and the school for gifted children.
***
The next day, the kids of Xavier's School returned quickly back after school to find that there were several police vehicles there along with a couple. They were all talking to Professor Xavier, Ororo Munroe, and Logan.

Scott, Jean, Kurt, Kitty, Rouge, and Evan approached the scene. The officers seperated to let them through, but suddenlly Jean stopped and so did the others. Scott looked at Jean to see that she looked scared. Scott reached out for her arm and they began walking again. Jean lowered her head trying not to look at the people who surrounded them.

"I told you that he had her!" the man told the police officer and pointed to his daughter.

"Sir, calm down." The police officers were trying to keep everyone as calm as possible.

"Calm down? How can I calm down? This man has stolen my daughter from me! He's probably stolen all of these children from their families!"

"Mr. Grey you must calm down," the policeman told him.

"Grey?" Scott said to himself and looking at Jean. She was holding onto his arm, "Jean?"

"You said that she would be coming home!" Mr. Grey continued.

"Yes, sir."

"Now, wait!" the professor interrupted. "These children came to me, they are perfectly happy right where they are. Now, it seems to me that if you remove Miss Grey from this enviroment without her own personal consent that you will inflict harm unto her. Not physically of course, but emotional."

"Don't listen to him! He just wants to brainwash her even more," Mr. Grey yelled at them. "I want Jean at home tonight!"

"Mr. Grey why don't you stand over there," the police officer led him over to his wife who was by one of the police cars. The officers thought it would be easier to discuss where Jean would stay if they seperated Mr. Grey from everyone else. "Miss Grey can I ask you a few questions?" he asked trying to be as calm as possible.

"Actually I have homework that I really need to start," Jean said trying to be excused from the upcoming intarogation.

"If you don't answer my questions then I'll have to send you into a medical and pyscological evaluation. Then you will be placed into fostor care," the cop explained to her.

"Jean, just answer his questions," Scott told her, trying to urge her to cooperate.

"Scott?" Jean looked at him, she could tell that he really wanted her to do what the cop told her. "Okay, I'll answer the questions."

"Good. Okay are you ready."

"Yes," Jean said a bit unsure.

"Do you attend school?"

"Of course, I go to Bayville High."

"Okay, that's good. And do you like living here?"

"Yes, I love living here. It's like having three brothers and two sisters. It's really cool."

"Why did you leave home?"

"Umm," Jean didn't want to answer that question, "umm..."

"Did they hurt you emotionally or physically?" the officer tried to help her answer the question. "Miss Grey?"

"They were keeping me back," Jean finally blurted out.

"Keeping you back how?"

"I wanted to be an individual. My father wanted me to conform to be like all the other students at the school I used to go to."

"I see. So, would you ever want to go home voluntarily?"

"No."

"Okay. Just a second." The officer left the group and went over to Jean's parents.

"Professor?" Scott wanted to know what they were talking about. "They can't take Jean away."

"I don't want to go, I don't know what I'd do without you!" Jean told them and Scott pulled her into his arms and Kitty, Kurt, and Evan decided to make the hug into a group hug. "I love all of you!" Jean started to cry and was very afraid of what the officer would decide.

"Hmm." The officer was behind the group and was waiting for their attention. They all turned around. "I've decided that the only way to decide this fairly is to have Miss Grey evaluated and then be temporarily sent to a fostor home."

"No, no nono no..." Jean started to fall crying, but luckily Scott caught her before she hit the ground. He held her tight and tried to calm her down.

"Jean...it's going to be okay. I promise that everything will be okay. Shh.."
***

"Miss Grey? Are you listening to me?" the pyscologist asked her.

"Oh! Yes I'm sorry I was just thinking."

"Oh, about what exactly?"

"I was thinking about my friends at the Xavier Institute."

"Oh? What about them?"

"Just how much I care about them and miss them."

"I see, and would you rather be with them and Mr. Xavier or with your parents?"

"I would rather be at the Institute with my friends and Professor Xavier. They understand me better than my parents do or ever did."

"Thank you for your time, Miss Grey. Officer Mackie will take you to your next appointment."
***
"So?" Officer Mackie asked the medical doctor about his examination of Jean Grey.

"She's in perfect shape. She hasn't been physically harmed at all."

"Thank you doctor." Officer Mackie entered the police car with Jean Grey who was asleep in the back seat. He drove her to the Fostor Care Center, where he knew they would try to place her with a good family until the courts could decide the outcome of where she would stay. She looked so peaceful and wondered why her parents wanted to put her through all of the examinations and to be put in an unusual enviroment. Not to make her happy. She would have chosen to stay where she was. She was happy there, and he hated the thought of possibly destroying a young girl's life. She was an angel being put through hell and all it's totures.

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