Author: Elizabeth Wilde
Title: First Sight: View 3
Distribution:
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who already has my fic, anyone who asks me
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Duh. I'm not making any
money from it. For Goddess' sake, don't sue me!
::sobs::
'Ship: Jean/Scott
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nothing, really. I made it up. No history,
no cannon--it's all in my head. If that bothers you,
don't read it. So there! ;)
Feedback: Please! wilde_moon@yahoo.com

"First Sight: View 3" (final part)

View 3

Professor Xavier watched the students with a smile.
He had known from the first time he met with Scott
that the boy had the sort of ambition and drive which
would ensure his success in whatever field he chose,
whatever path he pursued. Jean had the same sort of
determination. Even when she was younger, Jean
projected calm in a way that put some people off as
much as it drew others in, and Scott's confidence
would in the same manner, Xavier predicted, both solve
and create conflict.

As he watched them speak politely, small talk always
used to dispel the awkwardness of first meetings, he
knew he had been right. They would compliment each
other perfectly as teammates, friends... perhaps more.

"Jean, would you show Scott around the school?" Xavier
suggested in the first lull of their conversation.

"Certainly, Professor." Smiling at Scott, she rose.
He followed suit, tailing her to the door.

"I hope you enjoy your time here, Scott."

The young man nodded. "I'm sure I will, Sir."

The smile on Xavier's face broadened slightly as they
left his study. //Yes, I'm sure you will.//