3 Being home with Jean (Slightly redone)

[Author: note removed due to it confusing people]

To her credit, this maid is just staring at me blankly, so I slowly reach forward and place a finger on the top of her hand. The fact she is letting me do that already shows me she is no normal maid, of course, my power is telling me I am getting power from her already and I trust it a lot more than her confused look.

I pull my hand back and then hold it up, my skin seems to flip like scales on my hand as they change from normal human color to the skin tone of Raven's. I want to chuckle as I watch her tense but also quickly hide the look of surprise that showed for a moment.

"I am not here to blow your cover Raven, just wanted to say hi and introduce myself. My name is Joel Cochin and when you need me, you will find me in the city, and you will need me, Raven. In two years, some mutants will try to knock down the Berlin Wall, it will go badly. If you act now you might be able to stop things getting worse." I can't help but notice she still has not said anything, is she afraid her voice will give something away? Oh well.

I turn around and walk towards the room I see Jean coming out of it, her bag is actually really small, I was expecting her to have loads of things.

I smile warmly and say, "So, you good to go firefly?"

Jean starts giggling as she walks up to me, "Firefly huh? We are trying out nicknames already. How about Speedy then, since you move so quickly with a poor, innocent girl?"

I want to gag, not cool girl, no man wants that name before the girl even knows he is a speedster.

"Oookay, well I am going to need to princess carry you, are you okay with that?"

"Did you forget how long I sat in your arms?" When did this girl get so confident, as we talking I did notice the "cleaner" had been cleaning that same vase since I left her, come on Raven a little less obvious please woman.

I was going to move outside and start running there but seeing so many people are not here I decide to bet on the garage being open, thankfully the mansion part of this place has always looked normal.

I give Jean a cheeky grin as I move at superspeed, picking her up and heading out, yup the garage is open, and Raven could not see us because she was too busy cleaning that vase into oblivion.

I think I am disappointed with Jean's response; I was hoping for shock or something, but all I got was, "This is your power? Do you have multiple mutations? I never heard of that before."

"Nah, I have one. I have powers not related to being a mutant as well." I go with a simple version, sure as hell not telling her everything when we just met.

With my speed it does not take long to reach my place traveling at Mach 4, it will take some time till I can do what Flash does Mach 10 for a casual run because any faster would harm the surroundings, and top speed without time travel? 13 trillion times the speed of light, yeah, that is going to rock. (based on calculations done from a comic where he evacuates half a million Koreans to a spot 35 miles away in 0.00001 microseconds before a nuclear bomb exploded.)

Ah, Jean is finally shocked, we arrive at my penthouse and her face is priceless. Guess my speed is just awesome after all.

"Oh wow, this is your home? I thought you meant the spare room in a normal place. Cool. Who else lives here?"

Jean asked and I want to punch a wall, superpowers mean nothing to this girl, urgh.

"We are alone here. Just pick any empty room, and you can sleep there." I just flop down on the sofa and turn the TV on to a random channel, oh animal planet, cool.

Jean walks down the passage and comes back a few minutes later, I guess she just dropped off her bag, oh should I have offered to carry that?

Jean flops next to me and we kind of just numbly start watching TV, "You hungry?" I decide to ask as I start feeling peckish myself.

"I can help make something, what do you have in?" That was a roundabout way of saying yes, I guess, why do women do that?

Supper was kinda fun, I am not sure if it's the vents we made for her emotion or that I just have knowledge of her being colder than she is, but she is a lot of fun.

I had to clean up and this made me realize being a speedster has a sucky side, you see Flash cleaning up he is so fast and everything is done, yeah but what people forget is that it is slow for him, to him he is not doing it fast. So basically, you get stuck doing menial chores because others are lazy. Wait, that's normal.

As we head to bed something occurs to me, "Hey, I am heading out to a coffee shop tomorrow to help me focus on a project I am working on, you are welcome to join me if you like."

Jean smiles and looks back only for a moment on her way to her room, "Sure!" Okay, that smile should be illegal, I know it was just an innocent one, but that woman does not seem to know the issues she could cause.

I hate super speed! I love my bed, I love my sleep and I only slept for 4 hours, I am awake now and I don't want to be.

I decide start using this time to plan some projects, till now I have been going with instinct if I am honest. I turn the monitor on my computer and check my e-mails, it kind of sucks knowing how fast it is going to be in the future and having to deal with it now.

Oh, I have a response, not about the job but Albert and Louise Thompson said they would come over, I am guessing they are more desperate than I thought, I wonder if their son made his mother hurt herself yet, oh if you never guessed, their son will become The Purple man, Kilgrave now called Kevin Thompson and I plan on getting his powers and then either kill him or use him. He would be a good way to gain the trust of Jessica Jones, but this all depends if I can make a better virus than his while they are here.

If I can't he dies, he may be a kid right now, but I do not care, that power is too much to leave unchecked.

They are saying they will catch a flight out as soon as they can.

As I am reading over some responses about finding the best woman for the job and getting back to me with the perfect candidate, I hear footsteps at the side of me.

"You are up early, everything okay?" I ask Jean, she still seems kind of tired.

She walks up and sits on the arm of the leather chair I am sitting in; she is currently wearing a long green nightie made of silk with a cut-up on either leg.

"The Professor, he got worried and he kept sending out messages until I finally had to answer. I told him I needed time for myself and it had nothing to do with you, he thought you kidnapped me, and they wanted to come "free" me."

"I think I took away his and Scott's toy, so they are upset and are looking for a reason to attack me and take you back. Sorry to be so harsh but this is what it looks like to me. Keep in mind that I felt some of your feelings when they came through the vents I was making. I had to control my anger; they were not treating you like a person Jean."

I am hoping I have not pushed too far, and no; I never felt her emotion, but I need a reason to distance herself from them for now if that makes sense, and this way I am acting on her behalf.

Jean seems lost in thought for a few minutes as I just carry on working, and then she asks, "How do you know about Scott?"

"After I made the vents, you mentioned him. That he was always hanging around and on to you. If I am honest, I think you would have slapped him if you had all your emotions."

"Jean, you know how we did not care when we held each other, it was natural? That is what it should have felt like if he was your friend and you cared for him."

Jean nodded then lay her head on my shoulder and said nothing, I did my best to keep working without disturbing her, it was not easy.

After a little while I heard her breathing become regular and a little deeper, she stayed like that until the room became brighter and warmer from the rising sun.