When It Is Enough
by Rainbow Unicorn and Kaleko 

Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Marvel and we are not 
making any profits from this. 

I would like to thank Kaleko for helping me write this story and for
being responsible to the existence of this story.
 
This story is a sequel to Heart of Frost, you can find it at Lori's
Archive. The dreams that Emma refers to later in the story is mostly
another story of mine called the Union. If you want to read it, e-mail
me. You don't need it to understand this one, but it helps to set the
mood that Emma is in. 

Feedback to both of us is welcome. You can reach me at yoda@coqui.net
and youcan reach Kaleko at nyt26@hotmail.com We hope that you like this
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When It is Enough


May 25, 1998

I haven't written here since the time Sean wrote here.There it is,his 
entry right on top of this one. If I told about the things that have 
been going on you wouldn't believe me. O:ZT happened--our worst dreams 
made reality.One good thing about all of this is that Monet is finally 
herself again, it looks like in reality there was never a Monet. What we 
saw was what two girls wished to become to see if they had some
attention paid to them. We figured out that was the reason why Monet had 
her spells,one of the twins is autistic. 

Sean, on the other hand, is still a problem; if that isn't enough I have 
Bobby asking me out. I don't need this, I have enough problems with 
Sean! I really don't know what is it about that man that makes me so 
attracted to him.

What keeps me interested even when he is so rude to me? Even when he 
thinks that he is better than me? Why do I love him so much, even when 
he is with Moira? Even when he tells me that he loves me, but doesn't do 
anything about it? I think that I'm better off with Bobby than with this 
back-bone-less-being.

He doesn't have the guts to act upon what he says he feels for me. I'm 
not bothering with him anymore. I'm not. I'm not going to let myself. 
And what better way to prove it then to take Bobby up on that offer of 
going on a date?


May 30,1998

Well the date was uneventful, which is good, but bad at the same 
time. I'm still slightly amused by the way Bobby reacted when I accepted 
his offer to go out. Beast assured me that he was indeed unconscious and 
not in a corner laughing his ass off. We went to dinner and then a 
movie, all night long Bobby kept staring at me. I think that he was 
surprised that I had some other articles of clothing that didn't 
resemble lingerie and that were not white. 

The movie was good, but I just couldn't enjoy myself. What the hell is 
wrong?! I've finally given myself the chance to redo this aspect of 
myself, to wipe Sean Cassidy from my mind, but I can't. During certain 
parts of the evening I had to stop myself from calling Bobby 'Sean'. I 
think that he noticed.

This has got to stop. I can't handle the dreams anymore, I end up more 
tired than before, and the children are definitely noticing that 
something is not right between the two of us. But one thing is for sure, 
things cannot get any worse.


The Rec Room
8:15 AM 
June 5, 1998.

This is the place where the students come to unwind after a long day of 
school, normally they do this after school is over. And because of this 
Emma Frost decides to investigate what the children are doing here and 
not in their class. 

"What are you children doing here?"

"Well,Miss Frost we are following rule number 15 in the rule book. If 
by..."

"... ten minutes after the class has officially started, and the teacher 
has not shown, the students can leave the classroom and do whatever they 
please since this means that they wouldn't be taking that class that 
day."

"Correct. And since Irish wasn't there by 10 after eight we came here." 

"Miss Frost, is Mister Cassidy alright?"

"He is not going to be all right in a few minutes, Paige, if that is what 
you're asking. Excuse me." 

And with that a rather peeved Emma Frost left the room in hunt of Sean 
Cassidy. Jonothon was the one that voiced what was going through all the 
students minds at that moment. 

*Good luck, Mr. Cassidy. And hope that that Irish luck holds up against 
Ms.Frost, 'cause you are going to need it.* 

Outside of Sean Cassidy's bungalow...

~The nerve of this man. What the hell is he doing that would make him 
miss one of the classes? This is the man who actually got mad at me 
because I was two minutes late to one class. The nerve!~ 

While this mental fight was going on, Emma had entered Sean's bungalow 
and was heading for his room. When she got there she received a very bad 
surprise, Sean in bed with Moira. In hindsight she knew that she 
shouldn't have done what she did, but in hindsight everybody does the 
correct thing. She busted in with the nastiest smile she could conjure. 

"My, my, my, Moira, you are such a bad girl. You said you were here to do 
a medical checkup on the girls, not jump Sean's bones. You liar." 

"What the hell are ye doing here, woman?!"

"Well, Sean, since you failed to show to class I came to see if you were 
alright. I see that you are. Why don't you two stay in bed, be cozy. The 
students have already left the classroom and your appointment with them 
is at 9:00, Moira. Please be there. I don't want to come and see this 
again, I have a frail stomach. Tata." 

Even if the words made it seem as if everything was okay this was an 
outright lie. Right now her heart, that had actually been healing just a 
bit after Moira's last visit, had decided to do a parachute jump without 
the parachute atop the Niagara Falls.  


June 5, 1998 

I SPOKE TOO DAMNED SOON, I FOUND SEAN IN BED WITH MOIRA. 


Emma's office. 
9:00 AM 
June 6, 1998

Sean Cassidy is normally a calm and reasonable man. Right now he felt 
like neither. 

After yesterday morning's events, Moira had told him to forget Emma, 
that she was bound to act like the bitch she was. Sean somehow wasn't as 
angry as Moira was -- he was worse. How dared that woman speak to him 
and Moira like that, she had no right. She was going to hear him out. 

"How can I help you, Sean?" 

"Don't act like ye don't know, woman. 'Cause ye do. What right did ye 
have to speak the way ye did yesterday morning to me and Moira?" 

"What right?!"

"Yes, what right?" 

"My right is the fact that you wrote on my diary that you loved me. And 
when I go look for you I find you in bed with Moira! Do I have to say 
anymore? Oh, wait I do have to say more -- to Moira. I have to tell her 
about what you wrote in my diary." 

"Don't ye dare." 

"Oh, why not Sean? You scared that if I tell her, that your reputation 
as a little saint might be ruined?"

"No, I'm scared that you might hurt Moira with this, she is in a very 
delicate state of health." 

"Well, you should have thought of that before, don't you think? If you 
didn't want to hurt her, you should've never started this whole mess in 
the first place. You've dug your own grave. Excuse me."

"Don't ye dare..."

"Oh, please, Sean. I just wanted to see how would you react. I'm not 
that much of a bitch. Just one thing, don't come near me or talk to me 
if it doesn't involve the children. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to 
use the phone. Oh, you don't mind staying out of bed tonight, do you?" 

"Why do ye ask?"

"Well I have another date with Bobby tonight, and I need you to watch 
over the children." 

"I have no problem with that."

"I'm glad, now leave." 

"With pleasure." 

***

~How do I get myself in these things. I'm not going out with Bobby 
again. What am I going to do? Well I always wanted to see what Boston 
looked like during the night. I'll do that.~

By 7 o'clock that evening, Emma found herself standing in front of her 
vanity table, combing out her hair. For some reason, she was stalling to 
leave.

The reason was was that Moira was leaving tonight. Somehow Emma wanted 
to be there to watch her get into the car with Monet and go to the 
airport, just to make sure she was gone. Emma smiled evilly as she 
thought of the incident when Moira had attempted to put herself in 
quarintine, locking herself away from the rest of the world. Emma would 
have been happy to shut the cell door for her.

She heard Jubilee yelling from the main foyer at the front of the 
school, screaming about a heavy bag. Emma's anger shot to an 
unpredictable high at something as stupid as what she predicted was 
going on.

~Can't she carry her own luggage out to the car?~, Emma thought sourly.

She hated Moira, and any reason why would do. 5 minutes, and 15 more 
deadly thoughts later, Emma was coming into the main foyer. Jubilee was 
coming inside with Ev, and they were rambling on wildly about a trip.

"What are you children taking about?", Emma asked, noticing Moira was 
nowhere in sight. She still sensed her presence on the grounds, so she 
wasn't gone yet.

"Dr. MacTaggert offered to let us visit Muir Island for a tour of all 
its stations and equipment sometime."

"Oh, please, Ev! It's just a big science station!", Jubilee cracked her 
gum. "We'll probably have to learn something while we're there, and then 
do an essay on what we learned when we get back."

Everett ignored Jubilee and turned to his headmistress. "Do you think we 
could arrange a trip sometime next week, Ms. Frost? Please?"

Emma sighed inwardly, trying to keep grasp of that last bit of patience 
that she had. This was just Sean's way to get to see Moira again. How 
dare he imply his personal business with the kids! Emma, if not being 
the person she was, would have been choking Sean Cassidy the moment he 
came down the hall.

She didn't, but she was ready to when he spoke.

"Of course we can,lad!"

Emma closed her eyes slowly and fumed. She was quickly forced to compose 
herself as a bag came flying down the flight of stairs in the foyer. It 
hit Emma's legs with enough force to push her sideways and make her
stumble. Everett grabbed her before she could fall, and she stared at
the bag in disbelief.

She looked up at Moira, who was coming down the stairs, and felt
motivated to whack her right in her fake apologetic face.

"A'm so sorry,Emma! Are ye alright?"

"Just dandy."

"Alright, then, just as long as yuir okay."

~I'll kill you,you little--~

"Ready to go, Dr. MacTaggert?"

"A suppose as ready as A'll ever be."

"Wait a minute," Monet interceded. "Why don't we let Ms. Frost take 
Dr. MacTaggert to the airport. She's heading that way, and it saves me a 
trip."
 
Both Moira, Emma and Sean glared at Monet, but neither Moira or Emma 
would be defeated so easily. Moira shrugged and Emma nodded. Sean was 
inwardly praying to whatever God there might be that Emma would keep her 
mouth shut.

"Well, good,then! That saves me from having to go!" Monet began to walk 
towards the rec. room since she was no longer needed. Everett followed,
and behind him was Jubilee.

~Have fun, Ms.Frost!~, Jubilee sent to Emma, before running to catch up 
with her peers.

Emma made a mental note to put Jubilee near the top of her 'People to 
Kill' list, right beneath Monet.

Sean carried Moira's last two bags out to the car, while Emma wasted no 
time to get in the driver's seat and bang her head down on the steering 
wheel.

"Not feeling well tonight,Emma?" Sean grinned as he placed Moira's bag 
in the back.

"I'm feeling quite well tonight, Sean. Thank you for your consideration."

Emma turned the mirror to her and took another look at her flawless 
face. She applied a bit more blush to the left side of her face when she 
noticed she couldn't see Sean or Moira.

~Too much to ask if they disappeared, I guess, right?~

She looked around, and then saw them behind the raised trunk door of 
the car, kissing like there was no tomorrow. Emma groaned, and turned 
back to the mirror. She finished putting on her blush rather quickly,
because she could see Sean's taunting stare looking at her through the 
mirror.

She sighed as Moira climbed into the passenger seat. Sean leaned in the 
window and gave Moira one more goodbye kiss.

"Bye."

"Bye, luv. A'll miss ye."

"Me, too."

"Oh, God, I think I'm going to lose my lunch." Emma sighed again, 
rolling her eyes.

Sean and Moira said one last goodbye, and Emma pulled out of the 
driveway.

~Please don't let her say a word to me.~

It was too late. Moira looked over at Emma.

"I've noticed, Emma, that Sean's a wee bit upset. Would you have any 
idea why?"

***
Jubilee practically tackled Rahne upon arriving at Muir Island a week 
later. Rahne morphed into her wolf form and went sprawling backwards 
along with Jubilee. Everett and Angelo looked at each other,both ready to 
make a comment, but decided against it as Jono shook his head.

*I wouldn't even try it.*

As Emma stepped off the boat, she was oblivious to all of it. She walked 
right past Ev and Angelo, and stood next to Monet. Rahne untangled herself 
from Jubilee and offered to show them all to their rooms. 

Still, through all this, Emma was quiet. When they came to Emma's room, she 
went inside, shutting the door, still saying nothing.


Sean's room
11:25 AM
June 14, 1998

Sean stared out the window. Emma had been quiet all morning. She hadn't 
said one word since she'd uttered the words "Ready to go?" as they had 
finished packing the cars to go to the airport this morning. It wouldn't 
have worried him usually...but he was a bit worried that his rudeness to 
Emma all this week would result in Emma tattling.

He threw those thoughts from his mind. She wouldn't dare, she was hooked 
on him too much. He finished putting away his clothes, forgetting his 
thoughts of Emma Grace Frost. They'd be here for at least three days-- 
how long it takes to tour the whole place,at the least-- so he had 
plenty of time to think.

He fell back on the bed, the total bliss of silence taking over him. 
Silence. ~Emma has been too quiet this whole trip.~ Again, he shook her 
image from his mind. Something similiar to this continued for 3 minutes, 
before Sean decided the only way to keep her off his mind was to go see 
Moira. He took the gift he'd gotten her out of his suitcase and left his 
room. Moira would be ecstatic when she saw it. 

~And when Moira's happy...I'm happy.~


Emma's room
11:36 AM
June 14, 1998

Emma had almost not come. She had no reason to be here... except for the 
fact that she was going to be sure to make Sean's stay as miserable as 
she could. No running off with Moira half the time, doing
only God knows what.

~Except I know exactly what they're doing.~ Emma mused, darkly. ~Two can 
play at this game. He wants to make me miserable, I'll do the same thing 
to him. He won't be able to get me off his mind, just like he's been 
doing to me for only God knows how long.~

She leaned back in her chair, smiling risquely. No, Sean was not going 
to use this trip as an excuse to knock Moira up senseless. She was going 
to make sure of that. Sure, he could do whatever he wanted when he wasn't 
needed to watch the kids, or follow them up on a lesson about something 
they might have to review.

~That is if he doesn't go mad first, thinking about me. And once past 
that, he's still got Moira to deal with in case he... slips.~ Emma 
giggled slightly to herself, before beginning to unpack her belongings.

She wanted to be in the room when it finally hit Sean.


Moira's lab
11:42 AM
June 14, 1998

When Sean arrived to find Moira looking extremely busy, he thought of 
backing out and coming back later. But he decided it better he stay, and 
maybe he could pull her away from her work for a while, at least so she 
could even realize he was there.

He tapped lightly on the door frame, and without even turning away, she 
muttered a quick "Come in".

He stood in the doorway, a bit surprised, but dismissed it and stood 
there, expecting her to turn around. After a few minutes of silence and 
no eye contact, he spoke up.

"Moira."

"Dia dhuit, Sean. Can I help ye?" she asked coldly. 

It sent a chill down Sean's back. He really hadn't meant to interrupt 
her, but he'd really been counting on seeing her.

"I didn't mean t'interrupt yuir work, but I've been standing here for a 
minute or two. Ye didn't seem to notice me."

"A knew ye were there."

"Well I didn't think so... ye didn't pay me much mind."

"And I dinnae plan to, either," Moira said, arranging some glass tubes 
into their holders.

"What's that t'mean?"

Moira said nothing.

"Well I brought ye something," Sean said, smiling, trying to make the 
best of the situation.

"I dinnae want yuir gifts, Sean. Now get outta my way, yuir makin' me 
lose me concentration."

Sean stood there, awestruck. What had he done? Was she really THAT busy?

"Moira, what's wrong with ye?"

"Ooh, ye want t'know what's wrong with me? Maybe ye should ask yuir dear 
Emma."

"What? What are ye talkin' about?"

"Ye know fine and well what I'm talkin' aboot, Sean Cassidy, don't act 
like A'm a fool t'yuir game."

"Moira, I sware, I have no idea what ye--"

"Oh, dinnae be such a liar! Ye think I wouldn't find out? Did ye think I 
was that naive? Aye, I've 'ad me suspicions, but A trusted ye! I dinnae 
ever think it'd be true!"

"Moira, what are ye--"

"What ye told Emma, is what A'm on aboot, Sean Cassidy!"

Sean probably turned a pale chalky white at that moment, but Moira 
couldn't see with her eyes to the floor. Sean shifted his weight to the 
other foot, which was just as limp as the other one, gone dead at
Moira's words. Words flew threw his mind, trying to find something to 
say. An apology? An excuse? A lie? Another lie?

"A didn't like the idea of ye being around her constantly anyway. But A 
said t'meself everytime, 'Moira, dinnae be unfair. Calm down and give it 
another chance'. Ooh, Sean, what have ye done t'me? A-A trusted ye, and 
now this..."

"Moira, A'm sorry..."

"Yuir sorry? YE are SORRY? Oh, not half as sorry as yuir gonna be!"

"Please, Moira, let me explain!"

"Explain? Why did ye nae do it earlier? At least ye could've had the 
DECENCY t'tell me! But instead ye hid it from me! Just get out, Sean, I 
dinnae want t'see yuir face."

"Moira, please--"

"Get OUT!"

Sean hesitantly left, the automatic steel doors closing just as soon as 
he'd cleared the doorway. Moira heard the cold snap they brought as they 
closed, and she turned towards them, daring them to utter another sound. 
She saw Sean had left the blue and white box on a table  near the door.
Moira slowly walked over, opening it. She unwrapped it to find a wooden 
jewelry box, with one lone silver necklace, donning a heart at the end of it.

If it hadn't been unbearable enough, as she opened the door more on the 
jewelry box to take the necklace out, a song began to play. Moira was 
faced with the song 'Love Story' and almost lost her heart in her throat 
at that moment.

But instead she just broke into tears, the necklace still in her hands, 
and the music still playing.

***
* 'Just get out, Sean, I dinnae want t'see yuir face.' Oh God, what have 
I done! I've lost Moira and I'm pretty sure I'm going to loose Emma. 
This is what happens when I don't decide. I have to find Emma... I have 
to do something. She isn't in her room so where the hell can she be? I'll 
go ask the children, they should know. But where are they?* 

***
"Man, this is sooo great! Here we all are, taking a mini vacation! This 
is definitely what I had in mind."

"This ain't a vacation, Jubilee, we are here to study." 

"Paige is right. I wonder if Dr. Mctaggert is going to show us her work 
in the cure for the Legacy Virus?" Everett said, falling into a chair.

"I don't know if mummy would do that, but it won't harm to ask." Rahne 
sat staring outside through the huge glass window that made for a wall 
in the room."Hello, Mr. Cassidy, how are ye this beautiful evening?" She 
smiled at him as he came in. 

"Not too well, Rahne. Have any of ye children seen Emma?"

*I saw her outside by the cliffs.* 

"Thank ye, lad."

*And here it comes.*

"Here comes what, Jono?",Sean asked as he began to leave.

*I don't know but it's going to be bad. I just know it's going to be 
bad.*

***
Things were not well with Emma. She had "heard" the fight between Sean 
and Moira, but instead of being happy because Sean was now miserable 
beyond belief, she was even more unhappy. 

*Maybe it has to do with the fact that Sean is hurting.*

But why should she care? He more that deserved it, after double crossing 
her and Moira. Maybe she did love him after all...

"Em, can we talk?"

"What do you want to talk about, Sean?"

"Emma, I'm sorry that I hurt ye and--"

"And you want for us to kiss and make up. Wake up and smell the shit. 
Things are not going to be alright with an apology. Sean you played me 
for a fool, something I don't take kindly to be being! I can't believe 
that I actually believed what you wrote."

"I sware I meant every word!"

"Oh, really? What magnificient way to show it! BY NOT SAYING ANYTHING TO 
MOIRA AND MAKING ME THINK THAT YOU WOULD ACTUALLY BREAK UP WITH HER!"

"Em, please. Let me explain."

"You will not explain anything to me. Do you understand? Don't talk to 
me." Emma ran a hand through her hair. "I don't think you realize, Sean
Cassidy, just how angry I am at you. Being a fool is not in my 
character, I refuse to take such treatment from you."

"We'll talk when we get back to the academy... when we're a bit more 
calmed down."

"I don't think so."

"Why d'ye mean?"

"I mean that you are not going to stay at the academy. I might allow you 
a few days stay until you find some other place to stay, but you won't 
stay at the academy anymore."

"Ye can't do that!"

"And why not? You tried to throw me out, and it is MY school!"

"T'is the way ye want t'play it?!"

"Yes, it is."

"Fine, don't worry I'll leave now, so by the time ye and the children 
arrive I'll be already gone. Good bye, Em."

"Good bye... Sean." 

She knew that her tears would flow in vast quantities later but right 
now she wasn't going to show him how much it hurt her to have lost him. 
To have let him go free. 


THE END 
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