"I need to run a blood test" Hank said as he threw away the bucket Jean had vomited in. She has been running a fever since the night before and he was worried it might be caused by an infection from her wound.
"You're burnin'up" Logan touched her forehead, "Whats wrong with her Hank? She was fine few days ago". It has been a 3 weeks since the incident and Jean seemed to recover just fine until yesterday.
"I'm not sure. Her blood test will show" he took a vial of Jean's blood and disappeared into the back of the lab.
"Logan..Could you?.." Jean whispered hoarsely, gesturing to the jug of on the table at the foot of the bed. "Sure darlin'" he poured her a glass and helped her sit up. "Do you want anything to eat?" Logan asked sympathetically.
"No" she said quickly. She wasn't hungry, besides, she couldn't keep her food down even if she was. "I'm just tired" she heaved heavily as Logan lay her back down gently.
Hank returned shortly after with her medical chart and test result. "Logan, could you step out a while? I need to give Jean a thorough medical" Hank noted the alarmed look on his face and smiled "Don't worry.. Shes fine".
"Whats wrong Hank?" Jean frowned.
"I didn't want to say this in front of him…" Hank knew of Logan's affection for Jean. He had been by her side since the day 1 she was admitted, not leaving her side. He grew overly concern and protective over her when Jean's condition didn't get any better.
"Congratulations Jean. You're 6 weeks pregnant"
"Wha-What?" she stammered. She tried to recall her last cycle and mentally scolded herself for being thoughtless. How could it slipped her mind she was late? She backtracked to the night over a month ago. It was the night after Ro's birthday party.
Jean rested her hand on her stomach; realization hit her when it dawned upon the identity of the baby's father.
A/N: I know this chapter is short. The next will be slightly longer! Stay tuned.
