John's P.O.V.
It had been a week since Jenny fell unconcious. A new girl, named Rogue, and an older guy named Logan had arrived at the school the day after the whole fight. Rogue's powers were that whenever she touched someone, she basically drained their energy and even their life if she wanted. Logan had these claws that extended from his knuckles but his main power was that he could heal himself.
Rogue was in one of my classes and it seemed that Bobby was into her but it didn't matter anyways. During classes, I'd just sit and listen, waiting for the final bell to ring. Once classes were done, I ran out and to the nearest elevator so that I could get to the lab where Jenny was. She was on a metal table, monitors and wires hooked up to her body. Professor Xavier had knocked her out that day, telling us that she was in too much pain and would've done something more reckless to her body if she wasn't careful, especially with her powers. Apparently, she had more than just force field powers.
So here I was, once again sitting next to Jenny, holding her hand like I did every time I came down here. She wasn't dead, the heart monitor as well as her body temperature told me so. And when I could feel her body get too cold from staying down here, I'd just grab her hand and push some of my heat into her body. But she still would sleep. The only thing that made it look less depressing was her stuffed giraffe that she had showed me the first time I went into her room. She said that her older sister, named Claire, had gotten it for her when she had turned seven, a week before she died in a car accident with her fiancée. It meant a lot to Jenny so it may as well be here, right near her, just like I was, to help her through all of this.
I begged Jean to try everything and anything to help Jenny. Jean only said that she couldn't do anything drastic, incase it put Jenny deeper into the coma she was in. She was probably also tired from their latest mission: rescuing Rogue from some bad guy named Magneto. Jean, Scott, Ororo, and Logan had all went to rescue her-the professor had been poisoned somehow-and had just recently brought her back. The only difference was that her bangs were white. Nobody really questioned it. Other than that, everything was getting back to normal. The professors were back in class, Logan would be leaving soon and the professor was active once again. And yet, while the other students were happy that things were back to normal, I couldn't help but feel like a zombie every moment I was away from her.
Funny thing was, every time I came down to stay with her, I always had time to think about everything that had happened.
Once Jenny was taken down to the medical lab, the Professor had dealt with Lucy and Dean accordingly, banishing them from the school. Lucy was frusterated like hell but Dean, amazingly being the voice of reason, led her out of the school, vowing that they would both get their vengeance as soon as they could. Rogue had then been moved into Jenny's room. The only sad part was that she had no idea what her roommate looked like, especially since no one but me was allowed to see her down here.
From what I could remember from that day was mostly a blur. I remembered barging into the room, seeing Lucy and Dean standing in front of Bobby and I. But once Dean moved, Bobby and I both caught a glimpse of Jenny just sitting against the wall, her face contorted in pain. After that, I just lost control. The heat in the room went up a lot and I just couldn't control myself as I released my powers. Luckily, Ororo came by and stopped me. But after that, all I could do was just stare at Jenny as she painfully was moved up and down by Bobby and Jean, screaming at every touch. I felt so horrible that I couldn't help and right as the Professor put her mind into an unconscious state, I walked out, taking once last glance at her before I just walked away, back towards my room. Bobby came in about an hour later and told me that she had been moved down to the medical labs.
Ever since then, all my free time was spent with Jenny, hoping and wishing that she would just open her eyes and smile at me, that smile that I loved to see on her face. I did notice that her smiles were only reserved for Bobby and I. But she had a certain smile that she only let me see and that made the world all the more better. Now was the time, though, that I was just craving to see it, instead of her seemingly lifeless face.
"C'mon Jenny," I whispered, squeezing her hand again. I would do anything at this point, just to hear her talk. Anything...
"John?" I turned around to see Jean walk in next to Professor Xavier. He wheeled himself up near Jenny's head, placing his hands barely on her forehead. A small smile crossed his lips as he looked up at Jean and I.
"What's wrong?" I asked, agitated beyond all reasons. He looked towards me, a feeling of reassurance in his eyes.
"She's ready to wake up." I looked at Professor Xavier oddly, wondering what he meant. Nonetheless, my hand still held tightly onto Jenny's.
"The Professor has been keeping her mind on a stable lockdown," Jean explained, doing a quick check on Jenny's monitors before looking back over at me, a reassuring smile on her face. "That way her body wouldn't overexert itself to heal as well as put her through any mental strain. And so far, her spine has healed well."
"Her mind is also stable," the Professor said, nodding to Jean. She came over, touching my shoulder but I wouldn't let go; I couldn't.
"John, you can stay but just let go of her hand," Jean instructed, rubbing my shoulder. I shook my head, using both of my hands to grab onto Jenny's.
"Please, I can't," I mumbled, staring at Jenny's face. Her breathing was normal, her face so peaceful but yet, I just couldn't let go. I had to stay next to her.
"It's alright, Jean. It would be better if he stayed," said the Professor, closing his eyes and placing his hands about an inch away from Jenny's head, "She really does need some comfort, considering what she's been through." I let my head droop, pressing her hand to my forehead.
The room became silent for the next few minutes. All I could hear was the steady beat of the heart monitor. Jean's hand was still on my shoulder and Jenny's hand was still clammy. I held on tightly, pressing a little heat into her body, little by little.
"Wake up, Jenny," I pleaded. Her fingers twitched slightly, forcing my head to jerk up, looking at her face. The Professor was still hunched over, his hands still where they once were. As for Jenny, she still looked asleep but as soon as her chest heaved a huge breath, I held mine, just knowing that she was coming to. Jean still held onto my shoulder, though.
"Just be patient," she instructed quietly. I held on, pressing her hand to my lips, keeping my eyes on her face. The Professor then sat up, resting his hands in his lap as he moved away from Jenny's body.
Slowly, her eyes began twitching before they fluttered open, revealing that beautiful gray color that I loved staring at. Some color began to come back to her face, making her look human once again instead of a comatose patient. She looked around before she squeezed my hand and then looked at me.
"John," she whispered. I smiled gently at her, pressing her hand to my cheek.
"Morning, Piper," I mumbled. She looked at me in curiosity before she smiled gently, squeezing my hand again.
"Hey, Pyro."
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Jenny's P.O.V.
"Eat, please." I looked up at John and Bobby and a new girl, Rogue. Her real name was Marie but her mutant name was Rogue. I looked over to John, who was holding a fork, spaghetti twirled around on it.
"I'm sure she can feed herself," Bobby said, a small grin on his face. I smiled as well before grabbing the fork from John, who was distracted by Bobby. He turned to me, a bit concerned until I ate the spaghetti, smiling at him. He let a reassured grin pass over his face before he slid the plate over towards me.
"So, what exactly did happen?" Rogue asked in her Southern accent, resting her arms on the table. I was guessing that Bobby and John hadn't exactly gotten the story right or that nobody really did know the full story.
"My old roommate and her boyfriend didn't like my choice of friends," I said, pointing my fork at Bobby and John. Rogue looked at them, an eyebrow rising before I continued, "So the one day I let them both just sit in our room so I could get ready and her boyfriend comes in, upset that they were in the room."
"He was actually accusing us that we were breaking and entering," Bobby said.
"Funny thing was that right as he came in, he was hiding some sort of lock pick," John said, also passing me a glass of water. I took it graciously before I continued the story.
"Anyways, I went back in and we all just got into a huge fight. I get knocked out and the next thing I know is that I'm waking up in the medical lab downstairs."
"A week after you got knocked out," John added, now messing with his lighter. I smiled at his habit before I turned back to my food.
"Wow. I didn't think stuff like that happened here," Rogue said, looking at Bobby a bit intently before looking at John and I. I shrugged, quickly finishing the rest of my food.
"Well, it's not like it happens every day," I confirmed before drinking the rest of my water. John picked up my plate, walking towards the sink while I followed, hoping to get some more water.
"Thanks for dinner," I whispered, standing next to him and nudging his arm. He looked down at me, a small smirk making its way to his face as he nudged me back before setting the plate down.
"I have to make sure you eat," he whispered back, grabbing my glass and filling it up with water. I smiled and leaned against the counter, messing with my nails and thinking about exactly what happened when I woke up.
"Well, all your vitals seem back to normal. Your hearings just as good as it was before you were knocked out and your back has healed excellently," Jean said, smiling gently at me. I smiled back, looking down at my lap.
I was sitting up on the table, just finished with my check over from the fight that happened a week ago. A week. A whole week that I was knocked out. And from the update that John had given me while Jean had been checking my injuries, a lot had happened.
For one, Professor Xavier had kicked Dean and Lucy out of the school after all that had happened. Wherever they were was a mystery at this point.
Two, there were two more people that had come to the school, a man named Logan and a girl named Marie. Storm and Scott had rescued them from Canada after a mutant named Sabertooth had attacked them. The guy, Logan, apparently had healing powers but his body was infused with some kind of metal that allowed three metal claws to come out of his knuckles. His nickname was Wolverine.
As for Marie, she was around my age and was from the South. Her powers were that whenever she touched someone, she basically could steal their powers and if she held on too long, she could steal their life. Her nickname was Rogue. Professor Xavier had also assigned her as my roommate since my room was the only one open.
Basically, though, while I was still knocked out, Rogue had been tricked my a mutant named Mystique to leave the mansion which ended up with her getting captured by another mutant named Magneto, an old friend of Professor Xavier's. Magneto had captured her for a plan of his, that involved turning a bunch of world leaders into mutants by giving some of his powers to Rogue so that she could power his machine and die in his place. Luckily, Scott, Jean, and Ororo, along with Logan, had managed to stop the machine and had brought Rogue back, safe and sound.
But now, Logan had been given a small mission by Professor Xavier and would be leaving soon but other than that, everything else seemed to be going well.
"Thank you, Jean," I mumbled, looking up at her. She smiled back before turning to John, who had been standing next to the table, one of my hands in one of his.
"Now, John, considering she hasn't eaten anything in a week, I want you to make sure that she eats, understand?" John nodded, squeezing my hand gently.
I looked at him, a questionable look on my face but he only smiled gently before turning back to Jean. "Anything else?"
"Well, everything else seems fine but just keep an extra eye on her."
"Alright." Suddenly, it just started to feel weird. I was wondering why Jean wasn't instructing this to me but instead to John. I reached out for my stuffed giraffe and held on tightly, keeping my eyes in my lap.
"Okay, so other than that, just take it easy, understand?" I looked up to see Jean was now looking at me, her eyes kind yet demanding. I slowly nodded, showing off a small smile. With a curt nod to both of us, she walked out, leaving John and I alone.
I looked up to John as he stood in front of me, putting one of his hands on the side of my head, letting his fingers dig gently into my hair. I closed my eyes, a slight feeling of pleasure running through my body as I leaned into his touch.
"You feeling okay?" I nodded, letting go of the giraffe and putting both of my hands on his wrist, opening my eyes a bit to look up at him. He had a content smile on his face.
"Yeah, thanks," I mumbled, pulling his hand down and holding it in front of me. His hand tangled with one of mine, clasping them together gently.
"C'mon, you can meet your roommate and we'll get you something to eat." I nodded eagerly, my stomach rumbling gently. We both laughed before I stepped down onto the ground and walked out of the medical lab. The entire time, as we went back up to my room, John held my hand gently.
"Piper?" I glanced up at John, to see he was staring at me in confusion, my water glass in his hand. "You okay?"
I sighed, a small smile crawling across my face as I took the glass, "Yeah." He gave me a fleeting look before nodding and walking over towards the table where Rogue and Bobby sat in mild conversation. "Never been better."
