Teaching Him To Fly
Author's note: AU; happens after X2-- Jean didn't die and X3 doesn't happen
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, except Angel (I started this story before X3 and Angel is a chick, not a dude)
Warnings: M for later chapters (gets a little discriptive) and also for language
Scott stopped and looked at Logan. "Did you hear that?" he asked. "Yeah," Logan replied, his forehead furrowing, "More like felt." "I can't be sure, but it felt like a telepath was trying to send a message," Scott said, looking to see if any of the telepathic students were close enough to send a signal like that, "Who do you think—" Logan held up his hand and Scott stopped talking as Logan narrowed his eyes and pushed his ears back, trying to hear something. "Something just hit the outer wall," he said, heading out the door into the rain, Scott on his heels.
Angel had been flying for too long, and she knew that her altitude was dropping drastically, but the wind and rain had taken their toll on her and she was too tired to continue. She knew that she was going to crash into something a split second before she hit a very solid stone wall. Sparks exploded in her mind and everything went black.
Scott squinted against the driving rain and knelt down beside the crumpled shape. It was a young woman with dark red wings protruding from her back. Mutant, he automatically thought. Her short hair was sopping wet, and her once-white tank top and faded jeans were torn and muddy.
"Oh, Christ," Logan exclaimed when he saw the young woman. He crouched next to her, brushing the sodden clumps of hair away from her face. This motion revealed her heavily bandaged eyes. "We need to get her inside," Logan said, wiping rain out of his eyes and preparing to lift the girl in his arms. "No, you can't move her!" Scott protested, "We don't know if there has been any spinal injury and she can't be moved until we figure that out!" "Look, bub," Logan explained, his minimal patience growing very thin, "She flew into the wall and hit her head, see!" He pointed to the quickly growing lump on the side of the woman's forehead. "Now, think to yourself: which do you think is better for her? To get inside and get dry and warm or to sit out here in the freezing wind and rain on the slight chance that she may have hurt her spine, huh?" Scott said nothing. "That's what I thought," Logan said in reply to Scott's silence. He carefully scooped the young woman up in his arms and they headed back into the mansion.
Jean came bursting into the exam room not ten seconds after Logan had laid the unconscious woman on the table. "Both of you out, now!" She ordered. Both Scott and Logan began to protest but she simply held up one finger and said, "Now. The Professor wants to see you both in his office. Pronto."
Let me know what you think. There's more to come, I just need to think of a transition between this part and the next one. Reviews please! This is my first post, so I apologize if it's not good.