Meant To Be                                                    By Nadja Lee 03/02/01

English is not my native language. Please forgive me my mistakes.

Disclaimer: “X-men” and all the characters here belong to Marvel , 20 Century Fox and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.

Disclaimer: “Aida” and all the characters here belong to Disney, Sir Elton John and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.

Only the original idea contained within this work is the property of the author. Please do not copy this story to any website or archive without permission of the author.

Timeline: Set after the movie

Universe: Set in the movie universe. Only the movie NOT the book that goes with it!

Pairing: Scott/Jean, Scott/Storm

Summary: As Ororo and Scott struggle to ignore the feelings between them, someone returns to set things right…the way it was meant to be….1000^th of years ago.

Archiving: Want, ASK, take, have.

Feedback: Yes, please. My e-mail address is nadjalee2000@hotmail.com

Rating: PG

Series: This story is the sequel to “ Destined To Be”

Crossover: X-men /Aida

Dedicated to: Helene, Julia, Jemi, April and Jaguarita. Thanks for your kindness and friendship.

Thanks to Christina for the Beta.

Special thanks to my beloved friend Robin. Without you this story would not have been.

*mmmm * is telepathically thoughts spoken in the mind. “ mmmmm ”  is spoken out loud.

Author’s notes: This story is for Heather Headley and Adam Pascal who played Aida and Radames in the original Broadway production.

 

Part 1:

“ Scott, I need the reports on…….” Ororo began as she entered Scott’s office. It had been three months since their ordeal with the spirits yet somewhere in Ororo’s mind it had not been an ordeal at all. Sure it had been hard and confusing and even painful when Xavier drove them out but….for a few days Scott had been hers so how could she call it an ordeal?

She looked around in Scott’s office. This was where it had all started. This was where they had first touched, first kissed. This was where her emotions...her love for him had first been expressed. Through another’s mind and another’s love. She let a hand run through her long white hair. She hadn’t even been the one to speak the words, to claim his lips. It had been her. Aida. The Queen without a country telling her forbidden love the words which were forbidden to them both.

Her thoughts were interrupted as the chair by the table turned around and Scott faced her. A small smile curved his lips as he saw who had entered but he quickly hid it again. Ororo smiled back at him before she could help it. He had such deeps she’ll love to explore. A control she’ll wish she could make him lose.

“  The English Literature reports?” Scott asked as her silence lasted. Ororo shook her head. This was ridiculous. So what if Scott and Jean had broken up? She had to admit that it was something that she had had real trouble being sad about or even play the part when Jean had come to her for comfort when Scott had walked away. All, herself included, had been very surprised by Scott’s decision to make it over. All had thought they had a perfect relationship and if anyone was to make it over all had thought it would be Jean. Ororo had had difficulty maintaining her friendship with Jean after she had talked with her about her and Scott’s break-up. Jean had been more mad about Scott being the one to make it over than sad about losing him.

“ Oh. Yes,” Ororo answered and Scott handed them to her. As she took the reports their hands brushed against each other and both drove back at the feel of electricity what passed between them. The papers fell to the floor.

“ Sorry,” Scott said and went around the desk. He bent down to collect the papers and Ororo did the same. As he began collecting the papers together their hands met again. Ororo was about to take her hand back but Scott caught it in his.

“ Ororo….I…..,” his red glaze was on her and she almost thought she could feel the warmth in it. His voice was soft, low….hesitant.

“ Yes?” Ororo urged as his words stopped. Her voice seemed to make him draw back for he removed his hand from hers and quickly collected all the papers and stood. Ororo did the same and Scott handed her the reports.

“ Give them the reports in your history class and tell the ones whose reports I didn’t approve that they have till Friday to hand me a new version of it,” Scott said, his voice all businesslike and the warmth gone from it so completely that Ororo doubted if she had really heard it before.

“ I will,” she said and taking the reports, she left. Walking away, her long summer dress seeming to fly around her, she never saw the longing looks Scott cast after her.

Part 2: 

Why couldn’t she get his picture out of her mind? Why did his red glance keep hunting her dreams? Ororo went to the window of her room and looked out into the moonlit garden. She had come to love Scott over the years. When she had first joined the school he had been the only other pupil. He had been young, only 17 years old yet she had been just 19 so there hadn’t been too much of an age difference. He had been a very quiet and slim young man. She had tried to get to know him better but he had been reluctant to discuss his past and the Professor had always covered for him, saying she shouldn’t probe. Through the first year she had been there she had taken to notice the little things he did. Like what he liked to do and what he hated. He’ll never voice his emotions out loud but she’ll notice just the same. She noticed how he’d flinch whenever any one touched him but especially if it was a man, even the Professor so Xavier had restrained himself from touching him. She noticed that darkness made him nervous and loud noises made him jump. When he reached 20 he had succeeded in having all emotions under control and she was unable to tell from even the smallest gestures what he felt. He seemed to have closed himself off from everyone and she felt she had lost him. Gone was the small, vulnerable boy and in his place stood an emotional closed and strong man who she couldn’t figure out how to reach. A year later Jean came to the school and Scott and her had established the coldest relationship she had ever seen. So emotionally controlled towards each other were they that she felt if they hadn’t soon expressed what they really felt they’d explore. Something in Scott had spoken to her from the beginning and still did. She imagined that it was his control. It irritated and fascinated her all at once. She admired it and hated it. She wanted him to lose that sense of control but only to her. She wanted to be able to make him lose control and say what was really in his heart.

She sighed and let a miniature rain cloud appear over the plant in the window frame. Who was she kidding? She had seen nothing in Scott that would support a theory that he had any kinds of deeper feelings towards her. Yet sometimes, like in his office today, she thought she caught him trying to tell her something, she thought she saw a flicker of something deeper than a leader’s concern for a team-mate. What was she thinking? It was hopeless. With a thought and a wave of her hand the rain cloud disappeared.

“ Yes, it is hopeless but only if you let it be,” a strong female voice said and startled Ororo looked around her room. Instantly a lighting bolt appeared in her hand and she took up a fight pose Scott had taught her when he had first become the leader of the X-men.  

“ Show yourself,” Ororo demanded and scanned the room again. She was still the only one in it.

“ You know me quite well,” the voice said, sounding a little amused. Suddenly a bright light appeared. Ororo had to lift up a hand to cover her eyes from its intensity. A female form appeared. Ororo almost forgot all about the lighting bolt in her hand in shock. It was….

“ Queen Aida, heir to the throne of Nubia,” Aida said as she flew in the air above Ororo. Ororo let her lighting bolt dissolve. No matter what she wanted, Aida was no threat to her. She couldn’t bring herself to see it that way. With her help she had tasted Scott’s lips, heard words of love and been in his embrace. For that she’ll always be in her debt.

“ What….how can you be here?” Ororo asked curiously and confused. She had often thought of the other woman and her fate, feeling with her, even crying for her over the months but she had thought her gone. Truly gone. She had thought that Xavier had driven her and Radames away, banishing them forever. Separate, always parted.

“ I thought that too but we didn’t disappear. Not entirely. You know the legend?” Aida asked, obviously having read her thoughts.

“ Yes. You and Radames were buried alive in a tomb together and legend say you are to find each other again,” Ororo answered and began to doubt her own sanity since she truly stood here and was having a conversation with a woman who had been dead for 1000^th of years.

“ And we did find each other. In you and the shaded man. But as long as you remain parted as long do we,” Aida explained.

“ I’m not sure I understand,” Ororo confessed.

“ Your High Priest……Xavier your thoughts tells me he has been named….drove Radames and me out of your bodies but not out of your hearts. You see, through the years, Radames and I have met and parted many times. To stay together we needed to find two hearts linked together by destiny and brought together by fate. Two hearts each beating so strongly that they’ll have enough room for our love as well,” Aida explained and landed a few meters from Ororo.

“ You mean…..Scott and I?!” Ororo asked shocked. “ You must be mistaken. I….He…..We aren’t even together.”

“ Sadly no but in your hearts you are,” Aida said softly.

“ You mean…he loves me?” Ororo asked, happiness but also disbelief in her voice.

“ His love for you is as strong as Radames’s is for me,” Aida insisted.

“ I…..I dare not believe,” Ororo whispered. Could it be? Could it really be true? Could he truly…love her?

“ Then go to him. Ask him. Tell him what you feel. Don’t be afraid,” Aida urged.

“ But…..I….What if he…..,” Ororo made a gesture with her hand, unable to put words to her fears.

“ Wind Rider, I had but one night in Radames’ arms because we were both too afraid. Afraid because our feelings were forbidden; he was the enemy of my people and he was my captor. Our love meant death yet for one moment in his arms I’ll do the same all over again only this time; I’ll tell him sooner so we’ll have more time together. I’ll not be afraid. You shouldn’t be either.”

“ I…..I’ll tell him,” Ororo promised and was about to go out from her room when she realized that it was past midnight. Scott was probably asleep. She went back into her room.

“ Why do you hesitate? Go to him,” Aida insisted, sounding a little desperate.

“ He’ll be asleep by now,” Ororo said as she sat on her bed and looked at the glimmering ghost woman floating in her room. If this was all a dream; she had outdone herself this time.

“ Then wake him! You must tell him. Tonight,” Aida insisted.

“ Why? My feelings will not change over night.”

“ You don’t understand. As long as you are parted Radames and me will be too and as parted we have only a limited time here. When the sun rises at dawn; we will disappear and first be able to return in 50 years,” Aida explained.

“ Then why have you first appeared now?” Ororo asked confused.

“ I have been unable to appear before now. I needed to gather my strength after your…Xavier’s attack on me,” Aida said and gestured with her hands towards the door. “ Now, go on.”

“ How come you can appear outside a body now and not before?” Ororo asked as she went to the door. She wanted to help Aida even if it meant bearing her soul and heart. She didn’t like that kind of vulnerability yet she knew that she wanted Aida and Radames to have that chance of being together in death that they had been denied in life.

“ As I said Radames and I needed to find two hearts linked together through time. We needed to find our love expressed through another’s lips. Being in your bodies strengthened our bond but yours as well. It was from there I got the power to appear before you as I do now,” Aida explained and floated besides Ororo as she opened the door and walked through it. Aida walked through the wall and they both stood on the other side of Ororo’s room. Ororo turned to look at Aida and didn’t see Scott before she collided against his bare chest. They both fell to the floor.

“ Ororo. Are you alright?” Scott asked and concern was in his voice. Maybe Aida was right, Ororo thought as she accepted Scott’s hand and he helped her up. Shy by his bare chest she looked down only to find that he only wore boxers. Red colored her cheeks as she quickly lifted her eyes to his covered eyes.

“ I’m...unhurt,” Ororo insisted and got lost in his red glaze.

 Part 3:

Scott went to his window and looked out into the moonlit garden. The flowers that the light fell on, reminded him of Storm. Of Ororo. He sighed. This served no purpose. He knew his feelings for her but he also knew hers for him. When he had first seen her, she had seemed unreachable. A Goddess among mortal men. She had always been kind to him but he had been unable to open up to her. He had needed to build up a wall around himself. He had needed that protection which it gave him. To survive the darkness within he had needed to bury all his emotions. He had succeeded. To a point. He cared deeply for Charles for he had been the one to find him. To save him. His mind and body still bore the marks which had left just as deep, if not deeper, scars on his soul. And then Ororo….from he had first seen her she had captured his heart yet the deep of his own emotions had scared him. All he had loved he had lost and he dared not open up to her in fear she’ll disappear as well. He’ll rather see her alive and well and love her from a distance than have her in his arms for a few moments in time only to lose her. Her life was worth more than his happiness. She was more than that. Much more. So to bury those feelings he had been with Jean. His heart had been closed to her as hers had been to him. It had been an agreement of convenience for them both. He had thought he could deny his feelings but to deny his feelings was to deny himself. He had realized that when he had felt Radames’ love for Aida through his own lips and words. In that moment he had truly felt how false his relationship or lack there of with Jean really was. After Xavier had driven Radames from his body, Scott had tried to go on as before but he couldn’t. So, he had broken it off with Jean and now he lived alone. Again. Longing for a woman who couldn’t ever be his. Ororo was out of his reach. Her beauty outshined the sun and her powers were the match of a Goddess. She deserved better than him.

“ Shouldn’t she be the judge of that?” a strong male voice asked. Scott quickly scanned the room and his right hand went to his gasses.

“ Who are there?” he asked into the seemly empty room. A bright light appeared and formed the figure of a young man, dressed in an Egyptian uniform. Scott had to shield his already covered eyes from the lights intensity. As he looked closer he saw that he recognized the figure….it was….

“ Captain Radames of His Majesty the Pharaoh’s court,” Radames said as he floated a few centimeters above the floor.

“ You again. What you do want? I thought Xavier had driven you out,” Scott asked but his hand dropped to his side. He had trouble seeing the other man as an enemy when he knew his feelings, thoughts and life as well as he did his own. Better maybe because a lived life is always more clear cut than a life still being lived.

“ The man who attacked me….Xavier, he did drive me out as you call it but I had by then such a strong hold in you that I could survive and gain enough strength with time that I can now appear before you. What I want? I want Aida back. I want to know if she’s alright. And to do that I want you to tell Ororo how you feel,” Radames said and gestured for Scott to go to the door.

“ Wait a minute. How should that be able to help you find Aida?” Scott asked but went to the door anyway. He had felt Radames’s guilt and pain, his joy and love. He wanted to help. He knew that to hear the words, the “ I love you as a friend but that’s all” from Ororo’s lips would kill him yet he wanted Radames to have a chance, the chance of love that he didn’t have.

“ I was connected to you and your heart so I believe Aida to be the same with Ororo. So, if you two got together, she and I should be able to finally be together as well,” Radames explained.

“ I won’t claim to understand your explanation but I feel I owe you something…without you I’ll never have tasted Ororo’s lips nor held her in my arms….for that I owe you a dept I can’t repay.”

“ You sure can try,” Radames said and as Scott exited his room, Radames walked through the wall. In his haste to see Ororo again he didn’t watch his step and as he turned a corner he bumped right into her.

  “ Ororo. Are you alright?” Scott asked and concern was in his voice. He tried to hide those feelings he had for her in his voice and gesture but as he reached out a hand to help her up he was sure that she’d see the love he bore for her in the deep of his gesture. She accepted his hand and he helped her up. He looked her over and admired the way her long white nightdress fit to her like a second skin. She truly was stunning. She blushed as she noticed his bare chest and Scott found it very becoming.

“ I’m...unhurt,” Ororo insisted and he got lost in the wilderness of her eyes.

  Part 4:

“ Aida! I have found you again as I promised I would. My love, we are together again,” Radames said and floated to her, a smile playing over his ghostly lips. She floated to him.

“ Radames! I knew you’d come. Beloved, it has been far too long,” Aida said as she reached out her hands to him. He reached for her but his hand passed right through hers. A shocked look covered his face as he tried to reach for her again, only to pass through her again.

“ What? Why can’t we touch?” Radames asked and looked utterly lost. He had waited 1000^th of years for this. 1000^th of years to finally be with her and then they couldn’t touch. At least before they had always been able to touch as long as it lasted anyway but now…..was their love really so forbidden that it was damned even in death? What had they done wrong to deserve this?

“ I…I don’t know. I thought….If we…..if they…..maybe if they admits their love for each other….,” Aida suggested and tears threatened to fall. Through life and death, Radames had never seen her cry, not for herself, her fate or the hardship they had gone through. He refused to let his last memory of her be her tearstained face.

“ Do not cry, beloved. I can stand anything but your tears. I’ll make them admit their love even if I have to force it out through their lips,” Radames vowed and looked down upon Ororo and Scott.

“ Scott, I need to tell you…,” Ororo began when Scott had helped her up.

“ Ororo, I know you don’t feel the…..,” Scott began. Both stopped.

“ You go first,” they said as with one mouth. They smiled a little at that even through they were both very nervous.

“ Very well, then I’ll go first,” Scott said and took her hands in his. He searched his brain for the right words. The perfect words but his mind seemed blank.

Ororo, I don’t have the words. If I was a poet I’ll compose a poem to you so beautiful that the words would gain a life of their own. If I was a composer I’ll compose a sonnet to you so wonderful that the birds would sing it to you. If I was a millionaire I’ll give you the world. If I was a God, I’ll take down the stars and put them in your long silver hair so they sparkled only for you,” his voice was soft and gentle as he continued:

“ But I am neither of those things. I have nothing to offer you. Nothing except my heart. That I’ll lie at your feet and pray that you’ll handle it with care no matter what you decide to do. Ororo, you are the light in my dark world. You are the dream for which I fight. Ororo, what I’m trying to say is…..I love you,” Scott’s voice was a whisper now as he reached out a hand and caressed her cheek. She caught his hand and pressed her cheek against it. A tear ran down her face as she smiled at him.

“ I thought I should never hear those words from you. Scott, you are everything to me. I care not for diamonds or pearls, they are but things I have no use for. I care not for the moon and the stars, they shine so prettily in the sky as it is. I care not for the world; what should I do with it? Your heart is all I have ever wanted and with it in my hands I’ll be the happiest woman in the world,” Ororo said and Scott smiled but then his smile faded and he turned away from her.

“ What’s wrong?” she asked and turned his face towards her.

“ I….you only say this to help Aida, do you not?”

“ What? Of course not. I may be many things but a liar I’m not. Now, be quiet with such foolishness and kiss me,” Ororo demanded with a smile and he smiled back.

“ Your wish is my command, Goddess,” Scott whispered before Ororo shut him efficiently up by placing her lips over his.

The love that shined from the couple reached Radames and Aida. Carefully Radames reached for Aida again, both holding unnecessary breathes. His hand passed through hers.

“ No,” Aida denied and again tried to reach him. Once moreher hand passed right through his.

“ It seems all fates and Gods are against us no matter what time we are in. Our love will always be damned,” Radames said sadly as they held out their hands a few millimeters apart.  

“ No, Beloved. Our love will always shine true. It will always exist,” Aida protested and tears fell from her eyes as they did from Radames’s. The sun was soon to rise and its rays would not only bring with it a new day but also the end of a love. For 50 more years they’ll be apart only to surface again and be damned to once again search the world for each other…..and die parted…again. They had both thought they had found the perfect couple, a couple destined to be, a couple whose love would set them free but it hadn’t. They were forced to part again. And this time they couldn’t even kiss farewell to warm them in the long, cold years to come where they’ll be alone.

“ Is it written in the stars? Are we paying for some crime? Is this all what we are good for? Just a stretch of mortal time we got before we were locked away parted forever?” Radames asked softly as he caressed the air a few millimeters from her cheek. She smiled sadly at him. He had said those words to her the first time they had parted, all those years ago.

“ We’ll meet again. We always do. Our love is much too strong to die. We’ll pull through. Someday, we WILL find the ones who can set us free and we can be together…forever,” Aida promised and he smiled. Even after all this time, she still believed.

“ Forever, beloved. Such a long time yet if I spent it with you I’ll ask for nothing else of any God. If I just had you by my side I’ll gladly walk through any hell and any punishment planned for me for my past deeps before I met you.  With you by my side; I’ll finally be able to rest in peace,” Radames whispered and they both felt the first rays of the sun reach them. They were beginning to disappear and they’ll remain parted for 50 years and then they’ll meet again if they were able to find each other again.

“ I love you and always will. I WILL find you. I’ll always find you,” Aida insisted and tried to touch him only to see her hand pass through his.

“ I love you, Aida and always will. Remember my love through the darkness. Remember….” Radames plead as he disappeared but unlike the other times a bright light appeared above Aida and Radames and as he disappeared his light went up to that big blinding light. Aida looked closely and thought she saw him standing on a stairwell on the other side of that light but it was too blinding to tell if she was right or seeing him because she desperately wanted to. When she too disappeared she didn’t fight it. She wanted to believe that she would be joining Radames in that light. She wanted to believe they would finally be together. That they had finally won after all these years. She needed to believe that as she disappeared away and up into the light.

“ I’ll remember….always,” Aida promised as she disappeared.

Ororo and Scott watched hand in hand as Aida and Radames disappeared up into the blinding light. Ororo thought she saw the blurry figures of Aida and Radames in a tender embrace but wasn’t sure due to the intensity of the light. As suddenly as the light had appeared, as suddenly did it disappear.

“ Do you think they are together now? That we helped set them free?” Scott asked softly, still overwhelmed by Aida and Radames love for each other. He prayed they were now together. They deserved that much at least after 1000^th of years apart.

“ I want to believe that,” Ororo answered and went into his embrace. She smiled up to him.

“ I love you, Ororo. I should have told you so a long time ago,” Scott whispered gently and his lips neared hers.

“ We both should have said it sooner but let’s not drawl on the past. Let’s look to the future. And a bright new future it is. A future we’ll face….together,” Ororo whispered and their lips met in a passionately kiss, sealing their pact of love….forever.

 

The End……and the start of a new beginning…..