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The Newest Marvel
*** A month later- Xavier Institute, Hank McCoy Lab- Infirmary Wing ***
"Mmmm, Mr. Kent." A very feminine voice moaned in a very sensual manner.
Clark had to steel himself as he tried very hard to ignore the comment from the young nubile teen, who smooth creamy white legs he was currently holding in his hands.
'I'm not Hal, I'm not Hal, I'm NOT Hal!' Clark repeated the mantra in his mind as he felt the leg of Irma Cuckoo allegedly for pain she felt.
"How about here? Any pain here?"
"Mmm, no Mr. Kent, go higher," Irma Cuckoo, the pretty blonde clone/sisters of Emma Frost gave him a look he did not want to describe in too much detail. The blonde teen was seated on the those exam bed often found in doctor's office, only this one was customized with X motif. Clark looked down where was already touching her thigh, the other leg, she said, was fine.
'Any higher and it'd become indecent!' Clark thought to himself as he was already at her skirt line, her very short skirt. He looked back up at the triplet who was face seem to shift back to be of one in pain. He was almost absolutely sure the girl was faking it, damn near positive but… at the same time he couldn't just dismiss her in case there was a real problem that she'd complained about.
'Why is it always like this when I'm on infirmary duty!'
"Mr. Kent~~~" Irma plead softly, there was a hint of barely contained pain in her voice. "It's hurting again, please~~~"
Clark looked at the screen to his left and thought to call perhaps one of the other X-women in here to do this examination, but then it would feel like he was unable to do his job. They hired him to assistant in things like this, what does that say about him if he can't handle a couple of teenage girls?!
Damn it! He was a professional! With that thought in his head Clark moved his hand up further up and was now underneath her skirt.
"Oh~~~~ Mr. Kent!"
+++ Lunch Break +++
Clark let his head dropped onto his work space with a heavy thud. Not satisfied, he raised it up again and dropped it once more. Then again and again, and finally one more for good measure.
"Rough morning Clark?" Hank who was working on analyzing existing mutant genome from the nearby works place asked with some mild amusement.
Clark glared at the large animal like man, he looked almost comical in a lab coat. Clark took a piece of paper, balled it up, and toss it at the mutant. Hank let it hit him good naturedly as he let out a deep rumbling laugh.
"What? I figure a guy your age wouldn't mind all the pretty girls vying for your attention."
Clark groaned as he once more let his head dropped to his desk with a heavy thud. Morning was rough and it did not help that the triplets will now forever be associated with sheer white lace in his mind from now on.
'I'm not Hal, I'm not Hal, I'M NOT HAL!'
Clark was pulled out of his thoughts when his phone beeped. Checking it quickly he saw it was a message form Jean asking if he'd like to join her in her office for lunch. Now that brighten up his mood considerably.
"Going to Jean's?" Hank asked without looking away whatever he was working on. Before he could even replied Hank continued.
"Send her my best, and let her know I need more X-20 Solution, I haven't seen the shipment yet."
Clark chuckled as he walked out of the Lab with a spring in his step. Walking over to the elevator he entered his personalized code that'll take him top side. He had to admit working here for the past month have not been bad at all, it was as if he was working in a hospital and suddenly switched to a smaller clinic.
Watching the elevator doors opened, he was greeted with the sight of several teens moving around the hallway.
"Oh hey its Mr. Kent!" Hellion was the first to greet him while Surge and Mercury gave him a shy wave.
"Look teach, about that report you wanted, can I have an extension on it? There's so much training that Wolverine is putting us through I-er, WE, didn't have time to finish it, think ya cut us some slack?"
Clark put a hand to his chin as if considering it before nodding. He taught several classes during the week, science being one of them, of which Hellion was doing poorly. However he was legitimately busy so Clark decided to give him the requested extension.
"Ok, next week then, but no later or else it'd be a permanent F. Got it?"
"Gotcha, you won't regret it!" Hellion hurried his teammates along as if Clark might decide to reconsidered.
Clark could only shake his head as he made his way to Jean's office however before he could knock Jean already knew here was there.
"Come in, Clark."
"I guess being the most powerful telepath in the world has it perks huh?" Clark told Jean as he opened the door to her office. Her desk space was cleared and there were take out boxes all over it.
"It has it perks," Jean eyes lit up in amusement as Clark made his way to the chair across from her.
"So what is it today? Chinese? No wait, that smell, it's basil, Italian?" Clark guessed as he took off his lab coat and put on over his chair leaving him dressed only in his button up shirt and a tie.
"Figure we could use a change up," Jean smiled as he helped her take out all of the food stuff. Wordlessly Clark took out some of the garlic bread and began nibble on it while looking at the spread before him.
"Half and Half?"
Jean nodded as they took half of each other entree before they began to eat in comfortable silence. It's become sort of a ritual between the two ever since he came to the Institute. On the flip side it was pretty much the only time he could see her during work hours, she kept a busy life. Clark could understand, being a super hero is a full time job.
"So how have things been going for one of the Institute hottest bachelor?" Jean teased as Clark noticed she was half done with her food.
"About the same as the school prettiest Headmistress I'd imagine," Clark retorted with a snort as he drank some cola to help wash it down. He looked at Jean and notice that she was dressed casual with colors he came to associate with her. Yellow and black.
Jean flushed a bit but she was getting use to his compliments now, and Clark meant it, she was by far the most beautiful, in his eyes at least, and that was saying something in this school; because seriously, the caliber of X-Women here was no joke!
"I heard the Cuckoos gave you a hard time this morning," Jean began nonchalantly making Clark choke on his food.
'Sheer White Lace...'
"Nothing inappropriate happened!" Clark replied defensively after he recovered. He glared at Jean who giggled at his reaction.
"You know, I can't help but noticed that the patients that come to visit you on your infirmary days are all female, imagine that… You sure nothing is going on I need to address?" Jean said in a serious voice but Clark knew she was messing with him, but damn if it didn't irk him!
"I honestly don't know what is going on," Clark defended himself. That one time he had to do a full body check up for Anna Marie or Rogue, as she preferred to be called, was somehow laced with so much sexual tension you could have cut it with a knife!
"It's not like we advertise who's on duty on what day. Hank just let me do it when he's too busy."
"Mmm Hmmm," Jean hummed behind her napkin as she still gave Clark and judging look. If it didn't make him look guilty, Clark would wipe the sweat off his forehead right now.
"And being hands on with all of the girls does nothing for you huh?"
Clark could only look guiltily away and saw Jean smirked in triumphant.
"Jean… please, Mercy… I'm begging you!"
"I don't know..." Jean placed a pressed the tip of her index finger to her lips as she appeared to give some consideration to his plead.
"I mean, I haven't had a check up for a while, I think it's time, a full physical and the like. It's only fair since you are doing it for the other girls you know?"
"Jean..." Clark voice strain as she suddenly pictured his best childhood friend very naked. A moment later Jean laughter rain down all around him as she clutch her stomach and pointed to him.
"Oh Clark, that is exactly the reason why they love messing around with you too much," Jean told him after she finally calm down.
"If you didn't act like it bothered you so much they'd lose interest, but your expression, your flustered look! The phrase sharks smelling blood in the water comes to mind."
"Look, I can't help it if all of the women here are stupidly hot!" Clark told his friend bluntly as he stood up and open his arm pleading his case.
"I mean seriously, the hot to plain ratio is here almost non freaking existent! I'm beginning to suspect your mutant genes not only give you power but make you all attractive as heck!"
Jean eyes was wide as if surprised by his rant before a red tint graced her cheek.
"Attractive? Really?" Jean asked a bit coyly as she played with her hair.
However, Clark was incensed, all of the teasing that he bottle up came out as he decided to air out his grievances.
"Are you seriously asking me that? Seriously?" Clark gave Jean an incredulous look. "Do you not own a mirror around here? If you ever quit being head mistress your fallback career could be modeling. That's how good looking you are!"
Jean seem to squirm uncomfortably in her chair a bit before she raised her hand up in a placating manner.
"Okay, Okay. I'm sorry I teased you so much. I apologized okay?"
After having vented his thoughts Clark felt a bit embarrassed at his outburst. He sat down in the chair across from her and shot his red faced friend an apologetic look.
"Sorry," Jean said softly as she played with her food, a bit of her hair now covered her face as if she was hiding.
"If you want… I could talk to the girls..."
"No," Clark replied immediately and saw Jean questioning look. "I'm a professional, this is not grade school, I can deal with women."
"Oh you can deal with women hmm?" Jean eyes twinkled in amusement.
"Oh don't you start again!" Clark pointed a finger at his friend and saw her merely smiled in return.
Afterward the two finished their meal and place all of their trash in the take out bag. Clark usually dump it after he leave.
"Oh Clark, I forgot to ask you," Jean began as Clark was about to leave. "There's a little family reunion at my parents' house this weekend, would you like to come?"
Clark face must have shown how surprise he was as Jean let out a light laughter. Still, he decided to tease his friend in turn. Revenge was very un-Superman like but…
"Oh? Meeting the parents already Ms. Grey? Shouldn't we at least date first?" Clark smirked as his friend registered his word and her face took on a horrified look realizing how it could misconstruction before her faced turned as red as her hair.
"Clark!" Jean half shouted at him as she got herself under control.
"It's really for me to introduce Rachel to the rest of the family and make her feel a part of it."
"Oh?" Clark blinked before he decided to stop joking around. "Then are you sure I should be there? Sounds like its an affair for Grey family members only."
"You are consider part of the family dork!" Jean admonished her long time friend. "My parents been dying to meet you since I told them you'd were working here."
"Really? Mr. and Mrs. Grey still remember me?" Clark was pretty surprised by that, its been close to 14 years since they last saw each other. He remembered Mrs. Grey was always smothering him and loading him up with sweets, while Mr. Grey always try to help him be athletic. A lost cause for sure but the man was very patient.
"Well…" Clark suddenly felt very shy he he rubbed the back of his neck. The warmth of being remembered was touching.
"How can I say no to that?"
"You can't," Jean crossed her arm in a smug manner as she leaned back in her chair. "There is no way you can."
*** Annandale-On-Hudson, That Weekend ***
It was close to evening when Clark finally made it, traffic was worse than he thought. As Clark turned the comer he was hit with a strong wave of nostalgia as he saw his old street. He had so many good memories of growing up here. He passed by his old house and saw that it was now occupied by a young couple with three children playing outside. He thought about swinging buy to say hi to Annie but noticed that there were no cars in the drive way. He thought about just leaving but then, Annie was a very good friend too. She took care of him, it'd be rude if he didn't a least make an effort. Taking off his watch real fast Clark felt his Kryptonian heritage returned instantly, a quick X-Ray scan revealed that his guess was correct, people were living there but nobody was home.
Shame.
Putting the watch back on, Clark looked at it and mused on it's effectiveness. As Clark gain more solar energy, the time it take for his watch to work was becoming longer. Initially all it took was 30 minutes, then it was an hour, then two hours, and right now he was looking at five. His body still absorb solar energy like normal even suppressed He had thought it stop but that was clearly not the case.
Finally Clark approached a familiar looking house with lots of cars parked out front. The Grey home was made with standard siding and looked very homely from the outside. Pulling up on the sidewalk because the driveway was completely filled, Clark got out of his truck and pick up the house warming gift he got for the Grey's at his parents behest.
Dressed in a red and white flannel shirt with blue jeans he walked up to the front door and rang the door bell. Because his powers was still active he could make out lots of conversation going on inside though he did not listen for details.
Clark smiled as the door opened to revealed the face of an a short gray haired woman who had gained some more weight than when he last saw her but he recognized her face, even with more wrinkles on it.
"Hello Mrs. Grey, It's been a long time!" Clark greeted the woman with a genuine happy smile. He saw the woman blinked in confusion as she looked up at him.
"Oh and these are for you. My parents says hi."
Clark handed the house warming gift, which were various Knick knacks his mom had chose, to the Grey Matriarch. The woman stilled look a bit confused before it slowly began to clear up.
"C-Clark?!" Elaine Grey whispered as she looked up to him with disbelieving eyes. "Oh My God! Is that really you?!"
Clark looked a bit embarrassed at the woman reaction and he tried to shrink into himself to see if he can contort into something more familiar to the woman but not two second later he was embraced warmly by her.
"Oh my goodness! Jean said you changed from the little boy you were but-" the Grey Matriarch broke the hug and grabbed him by his arms and looked at him from head to toe.
"Just look at you!"
Clark blushed at how the old woman was gushing over him as she squeezed his arms. Some of the nearby relatives were giving him a polite glance.
"John! Clark's here!" Elaine Grey then turned around and called for her husband even as she dragged him into the house.
"Where's the little slugger?" A old man with stark white hair on a crew cut said as he entered the guest room and lay his eyes on Clark. He was confused for a moment until he saw the way his wife was smiling and beaming next to the man.
"Good God! Is that really you?!"
"Mr. Grey..." Clark voice became strained in embarrassment, even his parents did not gushed this much.
"What the hell did they feed you? What happen to that little sickly boy that use to be boss around by our little Jeannie?"
"He said puberty hit him late." A familiar voice chimed in. Jean in a green turtleneck sweater that matched her eyes and gold pants leaned against the wall giving her friend an amused smile.
"I'd say!" John then came up to hug Clark with paternal affection before he looked up to Clark again. "God, you use to reach my him! Bet you're a real lady killer eh son?"
Clark smiled at the warmth exuded by the Grey's as if nothing ever changed.
"I'm glad to see you are both still doing well Mr. Grey."
"Pasha! None of that now, call me John," John Grey tone said he would not accept any comprised on his demand.
"You're a grown man now!"
"And call me Elaine," Mrs. Grey told him with a kind smile. Suddenly she turned to look slyly at her daughter.
"Clark grew up quite handsome didn't he Jean?"
"Mom!" Jean blushed knowing exactly what her mom was hinting at. "That's not cool! Clark's a friend!"
"That you use to play house with a lot," Elaine however would not let up as she stood by Clark.
"Remember how you use to called yourself Mrs. Kent?"
"Moooooom! No!" Jean face became redder by the second even as Clark face mirrored hers. He had forgotten about that, Annie and Jean took turns being Mrs. Kent.
"Elaine you're embarrassing them," John came to the rescues as he gave an apologetic look to his daughter and Clark.
"Come on, dinners about to be serve soon right?"
"Oh right," Elaine remembered as she hustle off to the kitchen.
"Thanks Dad," Jean thanked her father, feeling extremely grateful for his intervention. Clark felt the same. However that's when a mischievous glint appeared in John's eye.
"However, Clark if you ever do decide to court my daughter, You have my seal of approval."
"Daaaad!" Jean wailed in embarrassment even as John Grey walked out of the room booming with laughter.
That left Jean and Clark alone for the moment as the other relatives also were giggling as they left the room.
"My parents are evil!" Jean finally broke the silence first. Clark could not help but silently agreed. Still his super senses picked up the smell of food being served.
"Well, you wanted me here," Clark reminded her with a smile. "Regretting it now I bet."
Jean looked chagrin but shook her head softly. "No, embarrassment or no, my parents are very happy you are here… as am I."
"You are, are you?" Clark suddenly felt very bold as he got into Jean personal space. "Even with all the teasing?"
Jean looked up and him and met his eyes and just like that Clark felt it. That spark from their tension finally ignited. He'd be lying if he said never considered asking Jean out but with him just having gotten out of a relationship and Jean not giving off any signals he didn't dare cross any lines.
However, now Jean was leaning in close to him, her eyes were shining as if magical, her breath slowly caressing his face as she began to close the distance between their lips. Jean did not pull away when Clark put his arms on her hip and in fact leaned into it. She also did not seem to protest as he began to lower his head toward her shining pink kissable lips.
"Are you sure?" Clark asked in a low throaty whisper only for her ears ."We can still stop this..."
"You better not," Jean threaten and then her lips was on him.
Fire. That was the only think Clark could think of when he kissed Jean. Red hot passionate fire. He pulled her closer being very careful of his super enhance strength. Jean let out a soft low content moan that sound amazingly sexy to his ears.
That's when he heard it. Sounds that did not belong, sound of an energy weapon build up. Sounds of movement outside of the Grey home. His body became tense and Jean felt it as she broke the kiss.
"Clark?" Jean asked the expression on her face half afraid as if she made a mistake until she saw the serious expression on his face.
"Get everyone to safety now!" Clark told Jean in a hurry as he flew ran toward the sound of the energy discharge.
Faster than a speeding bullet Clark, followed the sound that lead him outside where he saw Rachel and John was in the middle of talking. Both of them were unaware of the red energy blast heading toward them at super speed.
Then the beam hit struck it's targets just as chaos unfolded.
To Be Continued…