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Chapter 2
Scott blinked and stared at her. He felt her hand closing around his and looked down to it. Her thumb was rubbing the back of his palm slowly and smoothly. "You're serious aren't you?" he asked looking back up at her after a minute silence. Jean nodded. Scott exhaled a deep breath and just looked at her. "I don't believe this." He half mumbled.
"Well, it's really happening, Scott. I'm really going to have your baby."
"When did you find out?"
"Yesterday. I kind of had a feeling and asked Ororo to accompany me to the pharmacy. I told her everything, Scott, but she swore not to tell anyone else. She said that was our responsibility." Scott let out a deep breath again. "Please say something." Jean begged after another long minute of silence.
"Well, like they say, 'it only takes one time'." Scott couldn't think of anything else to say. This was so much so fast. One minute, they're laughing and having the time of their lives. The next... Jean pressed herself into Scott's arms and he could feel her tears drip down onto his skin.
"Scott, I'm scared." Scott placed his finger under her chin and raised her face to meet his, and then he leaned down and kissed away her tears.
"Don't be." He whispered. "We made this life together, and that's how we'll remain, together. I promise." Scott slipped his pinky around Jean's and squeezed gently. "I promise." Scott hugged her tight and placed a kiss on top of her head.
"I guess we have to go tell everyone now?" Jean asked.
"We should, but before we do, are you sure no one else knows?"
"Positive, only Ororo."
Scott nodded and took the oars and started rowing them back to shore. "You sure you want to tell them now, can you handle it?"
"Better now then later. The longer we wait, the worse it'll get."
"Good point."
"You know, Scott, I could just use my TK to get us back to shore."
"No, I don't want you to, you need to relax."
Jean smiled at him appreciatively. "You're a good man, Scott, and you'll make a great father, too."
"Thanks, Jean, that helps."
"With what?"
"I'm scared too." Jean reached out and took his hand off the oar for a moment and held it tight in hers.
"I'm here for you." She said quietly.
"And I'm here for you." Scott responded placing his other hand on hers.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Scott asked. He and Jean were standing outside the professor's study. Jean was shaking. "Hey, we don't have to do this now if you don't want to." Scott said grasping her shoulders firmly.
"No, now. Now, Scott." Jean had changed into a pair of jeans and a blue top. Scott had thrown a t-shirt on over his trunks. Jean took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come in." they walked in and to Jean's horror, the professor wasn't alone. Logan was in there as well, looking very, very angry. "Please sit." Xavier said gesturing to the armchairs in front of his desk.
Something tells me they both know, Scott said to Jean through their link.
Me, too, she responded.
"Jean, Scott, do you know why I called you down here?"
"Professor, I can explain." Scott said standing.
"Shut up and sit down, kid. You're lucky I haven't killed you yet." Logan snarled
"Logan, I can handle this, thank you." Xavier said holding his hand up. "Jean, now I don't want you to be angry, but Ororo informed me yesterday evening about something rather shocking. She told me that she promised you she would not tell anyone, but she was looking out for your own well- being."
"I'm not angry, professor. I had the feeling she might tell you."
"Do your parents know yet?"
"No."
"Then I suggest you should go and call them before we take this conversation any further." Jean nodded and rose with Scott. "Scott, I would like to stay here. I wish to speak with you privately. Logan," Logan grunted something. "You'll go with Jean." Grumbling something inaudible, Logan escorted Jean out and shut the door behind him. Scott eased himself back down into the chair feeling his hands beginning to shake. "You have no reason to be nervous, Scott, I just want to ask you a few questions and talk with you."
"Ok."
"How long have you and Jean known each other?"
"About six years."
"Do you trust each other completely?"
"Yes."
"Do you love each other completely?"
"Yes, I love Jean with all my heart."
"Are you ready for this, Scott? Do you feel ready in life to take this step and take on this responsibility?"
"Honestly, no, I'm terrified. I never thought this could happen, professor. Neither did Jean. We were sure we were doing everything right. We were ready for it, ready for that step, not this one. We're both so scared, professor, we don't know what to do."
Xavier was silent for a very long minute while he folded his hands on his desk and rested his chin on them. He looked at his hands while he thought and then looked to Scott. "Well, Scott, I don't know what to tell you, either, except that I have faith in both you and Jean, and that I know that you both will make great parents."
Scott smiled at the professor and stood. "Thank you, I appreciate that."
"You're welcome, Scott. You may go and tell Jean what I said."
"Thank you." Scott said once again before exiting. He found Jean in the kitchen drinking a glass of milk with Logan sitting across from her. "Hey." He said softly, walking in.
"Hi." Jean smiled back. "I was just telling Logan the whole story. He only got bits and pieces of it, I was just filling in the blanks."
"I hope you understand now." Scott said walking across the kitchen and sitting down beside Jean.
Logan nodded and stood. "I do, and I'm sorry I threatened you, Scott. But if I hear from Jean that you've hurt her in any way." Logan popped the claws from his left hand to make his point.
"I get it." Scott said. Logan nodded and left them alone. "So, did you call your parents?" He asked looking to Jean.
She finished the last sip from her glass and turned to him. "Yup, and guess what?"
"Should I be scared?"
"Uh, yeah, a little."
"Uh, oh, what happened?"
"We're going down to see them tomorrow afternoon." Jen raised and lowered her eyebrows.
"Oh great, you know your mother hates me."
"She doesn't hate you, Scott, she just doesn't know you well enough yet, and sometimes she makes assumptions based on the things I tell her." Jean got up then and walked over to the sink to rinse out her glass and return it to the cabinet.
Scott got up and followed, wrapping his arms around her from behind when he reached her at the sink. "Jean, how exactly do you think they'll take it?"
"I don't know, hon. I'm just as nervous about it as you are. But you don't have to worry, because my Dad knows you, and he's more important than my Mom. He's the one with the shotgun."
"That's encouraging." Scott mumbled.
"I was kidding, Scott." Jean said turning around in his arms and slipping hers around his shoulders. "My Dad doesn't even own a shotgun. And even if he did, I doubt he would pull it out on you. He knows how much I treasure you and our relationship. Honestly, I don't know how they'll take it."
"I know how your mother will. JEAN ELIZABETH GREY! HOW DARE YOU!" Scott half-screeched in a high, mock-tone voice. Jean giggled up at him and smiled beamingly. "You think that's funny do you?" Jean nodded. "Well, then how's this for funny." Scott suddenly began tickling her sides then and Jean began to screech.
"Stop! Stop it! Scott, stop!" Jean yelled in between her laughs. "No, stop, really, I can't breathe." She gasped. Scott stopped and held her waist so she could settle herself.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist. I haven't heard you laugh like that in a long time, and I thought you might need it."
"I did, thank you, Scott, you're very sweet." Jean slipped her arms around his neck again and kissed his lips lightly. "I love you." She whispered.
"I love you, too." Scott responded kissing her in return. "You ready to face your parents?"
"You ready to die?"
"Ha ha. Seriously, are you?"
"As ready as I'll ever be. We're in this together."
"Together."
Author's Note: That's chapter 2 for all of you who have just read it. Review please! I accept everything, suggestions, opinions, and criticism. I want to thank all of you who have donated your time to reading this, and reviewing it if you do, and I want give thanks to my best friend who read this first and gave her help as well. I'll post the next chapter as soon as I'm done with it. Bye for now. RedPhoenix1821
Chapter 2
Scott blinked and stared at her. He felt her hand closing around his and looked down to it. Her thumb was rubbing the back of his palm slowly and smoothly. "You're serious aren't you?" he asked looking back up at her after a minute silence. Jean nodded. Scott exhaled a deep breath and just looked at her. "I don't believe this." He half mumbled.
"Well, it's really happening, Scott. I'm really going to have your baby."
"When did you find out?"
"Yesterday. I kind of had a feeling and asked Ororo to accompany me to the pharmacy. I told her everything, Scott, but she swore not to tell anyone else. She said that was our responsibility." Scott let out a deep breath again. "Please say something." Jean begged after another long minute of silence.
"Well, like they say, 'it only takes one time'." Scott couldn't think of anything else to say. This was so much so fast. One minute, they're laughing and having the time of their lives. The next... Jean pressed herself into Scott's arms and he could feel her tears drip down onto his skin.
"Scott, I'm scared." Scott placed his finger under her chin and raised her face to meet his, and then he leaned down and kissed away her tears.
"Don't be." He whispered. "We made this life together, and that's how we'll remain, together. I promise." Scott slipped his pinky around Jean's and squeezed gently. "I promise." Scott hugged her tight and placed a kiss on top of her head.
"I guess we have to go tell everyone now?" Jean asked.
"We should, but before we do, are you sure no one else knows?"
"Positive, only Ororo."
Scott nodded and took the oars and started rowing them back to shore. "You sure you want to tell them now, can you handle it?"
"Better now then later. The longer we wait, the worse it'll get."
"Good point."
"You know, Scott, I could just use my TK to get us back to shore."
"No, I don't want you to, you need to relax."
Jean smiled at him appreciatively. "You're a good man, Scott, and you'll make a great father, too."
"Thanks, Jean, that helps."
"With what?"
"I'm scared too." Jean reached out and took his hand off the oar for a moment and held it tight in hers.
"I'm here for you." She said quietly.
"And I'm here for you." Scott responded placing his other hand on hers.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Scott asked. He and Jean were standing outside the professor's study. Jean was shaking. "Hey, we don't have to do this now if you don't want to." Scott said grasping her shoulders firmly.
"No, now. Now, Scott." Jean had changed into a pair of jeans and a blue top. Scott had thrown a t-shirt on over his trunks. Jean took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come in." they walked in and to Jean's horror, the professor wasn't alone. Logan was in there as well, looking very, very angry. "Please sit." Xavier said gesturing to the armchairs in front of his desk.
Something tells me they both know, Scott said to Jean through their link.
Me, too, she responded.
"Jean, Scott, do you know why I called you down here?"
"Professor, I can explain." Scott said standing.
"Shut up and sit down, kid. You're lucky I haven't killed you yet." Logan snarled
"Logan, I can handle this, thank you." Xavier said holding his hand up. "Jean, now I don't want you to be angry, but Ororo informed me yesterday evening about something rather shocking. She told me that she promised you she would not tell anyone, but she was looking out for your own well- being."
"I'm not angry, professor. I had the feeling she might tell you."
"Do your parents know yet?"
"No."
"Then I suggest you should go and call them before we take this conversation any further." Jean nodded and rose with Scott. "Scott, I would like to stay here. I wish to speak with you privately. Logan," Logan grunted something. "You'll go with Jean." Grumbling something inaudible, Logan escorted Jean out and shut the door behind him. Scott eased himself back down into the chair feeling his hands beginning to shake. "You have no reason to be nervous, Scott, I just want to ask you a few questions and talk with you."
"Ok."
"How long have you and Jean known each other?"
"About six years."
"Do you trust each other completely?"
"Yes."
"Do you love each other completely?"
"Yes, I love Jean with all my heart."
"Are you ready for this, Scott? Do you feel ready in life to take this step and take on this responsibility?"
"Honestly, no, I'm terrified. I never thought this could happen, professor. Neither did Jean. We were sure we were doing everything right. We were ready for it, ready for that step, not this one. We're both so scared, professor, we don't know what to do."
Xavier was silent for a very long minute while he folded his hands on his desk and rested his chin on them. He looked at his hands while he thought and then looked to Scott. "Well, Scott, I don't know what to tell you, either, except that I have faith in both you and Jean, and that I know that you both will make great parents."
Scott smiled at the professor and stood. "Thank you, I appreciate that."
"You're welcome, Scott. You may go and tell Jean what I said."
"Thank you." Scott said once again before exiting. He found Jean in the kitchen drinking a glass of milk with Logan sitting across from her. "Hey." He said softly, walking in.
"Hi." Jean smiled back. "I was just telling Logan the whole story. He only got bits and pieces of it, I was just filling in the blanks."
"I hope you understand now." Scott said walking across the kitchen and sitting down beside Jean.
Logan nodded and stood. "I do, and I'm sorry I threatened you, Scott. But if I hear from Jean that you've hurt her in any way." Logan popped the claws from his left hand to make his point.
"I get it." Scott said. Logan nodded and left them alone. "So, did you call your parents?" He asked looking to Jean.
She finished the last sip from her glass and turned to him. "Yup, and guess what?"
"Should I be scared?"
"Uh, yeah, a little."
"Uh, oh, what happened?"
"We're going down to see them tomorrow afternoon." Jen raised and lowered her eyebrows.
"Oh great, you know your mother hates me."
"She doesn't hate you, Scott, she just doesn't know you well enough yet, and sometimes she makes assumptions based on the things I tell her." Jean got up then and walked over to the sink to rinse out her glass and return it to the cabinet.
Scott got up and followed, wrapping his arms around her from behind when he reached her at the sink. "Jean, how exactly do you think they'll take it?"
"I don't know, hon. I'm just as nervous about it as you are. But you don't have to worry, because my Dad knows you, and he's more important than my Mom. He's the one with the shotgun."
"That's encouraging." Scott mumbled.
"I was kidding, Scott." Jean said turning around in his arms and slipping hers around his shoulders. "My Dad doesn't even own a shotgun. And even if he did, I doubt he would pull it out on you. He knows how much I treasure you and our relationship. Honestly, I don't know how they'll take it."
"I know how your mother will. JEAN ELIZABETH GREY! HOW DARE YOU!" Scott half-screeched in a high, mock-tone voice. Jean giggled up at him and smiled beamingly. "You think that's funny do you?" Jean nodded. "Well, then how's this for funny." Scott suddenly began tickling her sides then and Jean began to screech.
"Stop! Stop it! Scott, stop!" Jean yelled in between her laughs. "No, stop, really, I can't breathe." She gasped. Scott stopped and held her waist so she could settle herself.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist. I haven't heard you laugh like that in a long time, and I thought you might need it."
"I did, thank you, Scott, you're very sweet." Jean slipped her arms around his neck again and kissed his lips lightly. "I love you." She whispered.
"I love you, too." Scott responded kissing her in return. "You ready to face your parents?"
"You ready to die?"
"Ha ha. Seriously, are you?"
"As ready as I'll ever be. We're in this together."
"Together."
Author's Note: That's chapter 2 for all of you who have just read it. Review please! I accept everything, suggestions, opinions, and criticism. I want to thank all of you who have donated your time to reading this, and reviewing it if you do, and I want give thanks to my best friend who read this first and gave her help as well. I'll post the next chapter as soon as I'm done with it. Bye for now. RedPhoenix1821