Author's note: This chapter contains my pre-written chapter 29 part 2 and a piece of 30 (with a few changes). Thanks to all reviewers!!

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Don't forget, ya ain't alone, darlin'

He couldn't tell what annoyed him more. Hank, who still set up the darn new scanner, Ororo who gave them sympathetic looks and tried to prevent herself from crying, the fact that he himself wanted to destroy something or the other fact that he couldn't calm his wife. He held her hand and tried to soothe her for what appeared to him as half of his life, while he worried about the result of the test. He couldn't and wouldn't accept that they had lost one child and would probably lose the other one, too. No, he definitely wouldn't accept it…

Finally Hank was done and began to do the scan, closely watched by Logan, whose glaring eyes told Ororo that he was ready to stab him with his claws if the mutant dared to say one wrong word. She herself still couldn't believe it. Only a while ago, Jean had still been so happy about the twins and now this… She switched her attention back to Hank, who had his eyes fixed on the screen and looked tensed. More than tensed actually and she knew him well enough that this wasn't a good sign. One look at Logan told her that he was quickly running out of patience. She heard how the sound was switched on by him and even she could tell that the constant boom boom of the heart sounded differently. Since Jean began to sob and clung even more to Logan, she knew she was right…

"So?" Logan asked and wrapped both arms around his wife's neck to let her cry into his shoulder. He waited for a reply of Hank, but there was none and it drove him nuts. If that guy wouldn't respond within the next 30 seconds, he would go into a berserker rage that had him as its target. He looked to the side as Ororo took Jean's free hand into hers and finally the Furball looked up, too.

"Help Jean to turn onto her right side," this one said and ignored the cocked eyebrow he was given. Patient as he was, he waited for them to do so and went on with his scan.

Sighing aloud after a while, Logan rolled his eyes. "And?" he asked impatiently and glare at the blue man in front of the screen. What was so difficult to tell them the truth about the babies… "Is somethin' wrong with the heart, yes or no? Could you just fuckin' say it, damn it?" he growled. Instead of getting an answer, he saw how Hank typed in more commands on the keyboard and growled louder. If that guy wanted to test the scanner's functions then….yeah, he'd go into a berserker rage immediately…

In the meanwhile Hank had switched to the 3D portrayal of the scan and was examining this one very closely. He tried to do it quick to not longer making them wait for the result, but at the same time he wanted to be sure that everything was alright. Even if the sound of the heart beat told him otherwise. He gave Ororo, who tried to soothe the still sobbing Jean, a brief look and began to rotate the picture. This new scanner was really fascinating, as he thought… But at least he finally had the results. "There's nothing wrong with the baby…," he said and received three skeptical looks.

"I can hear that the heartbeat is off," Jean sniffed and ran a hand through her face. "Stop lying to me…"

"I'm not lying, Jean," Hank assured her. "There's nothing wrong with the boy. He's fine."

"It's not!" she gave back and sounded more than angered.

He typed in a command and waited for the screen on the wall to switch on. "See for yourself. It has a reason why the heartbeat it irregular…," he only replied and nodded at the screen behind him. Smiling, he saw how Jean's eyes widened and she covered her mouth in shock. Logan only narrowed his eyes and furrowed his brows, while Ororo had the same odd look on her face than the redhead. "Wasn't it you who wanted a girl?" he asked Logan, who could only nod in silence and still stared at the screen. "Well, I can assure both of you that the irregularity was the heartbeat of the girl. She's is right behind the boy and I didn't see her first. But both of them look fine and healthy."

"See?" Ororo said and tried to calm her best friend, who had begun to sob heartrendingly in relief. "I told you that you were far too big for two babies only."

Holding her while Jean clung to him, Logan pressed a gently kiss against her palm before he looked at Hank. "But it's only the two anymore, right?" he asked, hiding his disappointment.

Looking at the screen again, Hank nodded. "At least I don't see a heartbeat here. The difficulty is that the girl lies right behind the two boys. They cover her perfectly and I can't separate the heartbeats from each other. Not even with this great rotating function of the new scanner." He patted this one lovingly and Logan rolled his eyes.

"Is it possible that the boy is only smaller but still living?" was all he was interested in. "I mean…ya told us before that with twins it often happens that one is smaller than the other, so why not?"

"Let's say from what I can tell you now it's twins, a boy and a girl," Hank replied and heard the annoyed groan. "We will do another scan in a few days. Maybe the babies have moved into another position and give us a better look. Don't forget, Logan, there are even women who didn't know about twins before they were actually born. In a pregnancy, everything is possible."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Logan grunted and took some tissues to wipe the gel off Jean's belly. By now her strong sobs had turned into single sniffs. God he wanted to hurt Hank and the scanner so badly for making such a mess out of her. But at least they could still tell Michael about babies and not only baby… He helped her up and returned the strong embrace she gave him, before he led her upstairs and told her to rest after he'd brought her a tea. For the rest of the day he watched her sleeping and stroked over her belly absently. He still tried to sort out what he was thinking about the situation. Sure, they had twins, but he had always been an everything or nothing guy. He knew there were three babies, so he wanted all of them. But in the end it was better than none at all… Well, in the end it had been Michael, too, who had wanted a sister. Sighing, Logan sat up a bit and ran both hands through his face. He looked at his still sleeping wife and recalled what Hank had told him. She needed to rest, a lot if possible and he would make sure that she got it. With Michael already in bed and sleeping he only had her to worry about and a look at the clock told him that he should be sleeping, too. So he went over to take a quick shower and got ready for bed. When he looked at her sleeping form again, he asked himself if he really was ready for twins, or if they were really lucky, a triplet within the next 10 weeks. The new rooms were already done, the room for the babies decorated and filled with everything they'd need… Okay, not really everything, they still needed clothes now that were more girly like, but hey, screw that… Logan switched the light on the bedside table off and pulled his pillow closer with one arm, the other rested on Jean's waist and he really hoped she would sleep through tonight after all the stress she had.

Of course he was lucky this night, but a few days later he woke up and saw her standing at the window in the dark. Instantly, Logan thought something was wrong and switched the lights on. It wouldn't have bothered him, if she hadn't looked so tired in the morning and he had guessed that she obviously hadn't slept at all. "What's wrong?" he asked her drowsily and pushed himself up onto his arms, since he had slept on his belly again.

She turned, one hand pressed against her back, the other on her big belly and he thought one more how tired she actually looked. "I can't sleep…"

"Are ya kiddin'?" Logan asked and sat up completely. "Ya look half comatose, darlin'!"

"I am, but I can't sleep," Jean said and ran a hand through her tired face. "I can neither sleep on my back or sides anymore…."

"So I was right and ya haven't slept in the past three days…," he scolded her and pulled the sheet away. "Why didn't ya tell me earlier?"

"I thought it was only temporary," she sighed barely audible and again ran both hands through her face. She watched how he began to pile all of their pillows and laid back again, so that he was in a half sitting position.

"Come here," Logan said and patted the spot between his legs. Walking over to him, she laid down between them and allowed him to pull the sheets over her, before he laid back and pulled her against his chest. "Better?"

"God, yeah…," Jean sighed and instantly closed her eyes. "That's perfect…"

"Well, ya couldn't have said it earlier, couldn't ya?" he scolded her again and reached out to switch the lights off. "And now sleep," he added, but realized that she was already doing it. Only shaking his head, he wrapped one arm around her and tried to fall asleep again, too.

And of course his situation even got worse a few weeks later. Everything had been alright, Ororo had complained that they still had to go shopping for baby clothing, since they had gotten boy stuff only, and then during breakfast it had happened… Jean had grimaced first, let out a shocked shriek next and then her waters had broken and he had known…his hell had just begun… They were in the infirmary for a few hours by now and all hank had told them was that it would probably still take some time. Since Jean was tensed like never before, he'd suggested they go for a walk on the outside. Well, okay, Logan had thought it would help him to get over the sick feeling in his stomach, too, and had gone outside with her. The whole pregnancy through he had felt weird, had eaten things he didn't like and yeah, had even back pain and headaches. He, the Wolverine with a healing factor, had back pains and headaches! And Jean had often gone nuts because of him, but hey, he would soon be a father for real this time and he had every right to be. She had driven him nuts more than once, especially if she was hungry at night and he had to drive to the next supermarket to get what she wanted and then…yeah, then she had often changed her mind and wanted something else. And of course the things she had wanted had never been in the fridge of the mansion…

So now here Logan was, holding her hand and walking next to her through the garden, while he didn't dare to say one word. He had told her that he wouldn't touch her or even speak to her during her labors, only if she told him what to do and what to say. No way he would be the target of her wrath if he did something wrong. So he shut up, walked next to her, held her hand, waited at the tree while she supported herself against it as another labor hit her and walked again. And…did he mention that he was nervous? Or better, he was so close to freak out that he wanted to run and get drunk, even if he couldn't… He kept on asking himself Had the babies his hair or hers? What would their eye color be later? Where there two or really three? What if there were three? Could he handle them? Would he be a good father? What if he failed?!

"Would you stop it?" Jean suddenly snapped and shot a glare at him.

"Stop what?" he asked innocently and swallowed. God, he hoped he hadn't been sending…

"I heard it!" was all she hissed and turned towards the tree again with a suppressed groan. He watched her slowly rocking back and forth. This must be a really bad one, he thought and asked himself if he should say something or not…

"We should get back inside…," Logan dared to suggest and hoped she wouldn't hit him with anything. But Jean nodded after a moment and reached out for him to support her, which he gladly did. Of course he had to be so lucky and run into Mrs. Gossip in the kitchen, who sipped in her drink and talked with her best friends. Rogue, Kitty, Bobby, Peter and Warren immediately turned their heads and watched the couple passing through, as Jean stopped at the doorframe again to support herself with a loud sigh once more. Not knowing what else to do, he rubbed her back and wished he hadn't, because now the kids new.

"Oh my God, is the baby coming?" Rogue instantly asked and received a nod only from him.

"I bet 50 bucks that he faints!" Jubilee cooed.

"Shut up, Jubes!" Logan snapped with a growl and shot a glare at her before he turned back to his wife. "Need help? I can carry ya…"

"No…," Jean sighed and heaved another deep breath.

Somehow they ended back up in the infirmary and here his torture really began. While he stood in one corner, arms crossed and watched her worriedly, she was pacing like a caged tiger, stopped here and there to support herself against tables or other bed, then walk again, then support, walk, support, walk…and it drove him nuts. He felt her stress and pain and he wanted to help her, but at the same time he didn't know what to do. It had been easier with Michel though, since he had been directly thrown into the whole labor thingy and all he had to do was help her to push and nothing more. Now he was in for the full ride and he felt as lost as a man could be.

"Can you rub my back again?" he heard her asking and snapped out of his daydream to see that she leant over one table and rocked back and forth again. Logan walked over and did what she wanted, even gave her something to drink just to have to watch once more how she began to pace.

Finally a door opened and Hank came in. "Any changes?" he asked and looked to and fro between them.

"I want those damn painkillers or I strangle the person responsible for it!" Jean hissed and Logan cocked an eyebrow at her. When had he become the target of her wrath? He hadn't done anything wrong, had he? Okay, maybe the impregnate part but hell, she forgot to take the pill not him…

"Okay, then you should sit down on the bed," Hank suggested and began to rummage in the cupboard where he had all his medical equipment in it. Logan watched how he stopped behind Jean and the redhead grabbed his arms in a more than tight grip. An even tighter one as Hank injected whatever he gave her into her back. God, again he was glad to have adamantium bones and a healing factor. That woman really had some kind of hidden strength that he even hissed louder as she did, when she crushed his bones and Hank gave her the painkillers. "You should lay down from now on," Hank suggested and helped her to do so. "Get some rest."

"REST?!" Jean asked aloud and looked at him as if she was about to kill him.

"Or try to find some…," he quickly corrected himself.

"Would you men ever shut up?" she asked angrily and shifted her position on the bed, while the two men exchanged a look with each other. Logan shook his head and watched how Hank began to check on Jean again, while he could only stand and stare. What else?

"If it keeps on going so slow, you should think about a cesarean, Jean," Hank suggested and if looks could kill, he'd be dead, Logan thought about the man.

"And again, only if there's no other way!" she gave back stressed and crushed Logan's arm once more. Hank could only nod and left the room quickly while the redhead turned to Logan. "Could you get me the shirt I'd worn when Michael was born?" she asked him in a surprisingly gentle voice and he nodded quickly before she would change her mind again or blame him for not being willing to make the situation easier for him.

When he left the room, he stopped dead in the tracks. "What are you doing here?" he asked and looked at half of the school that sat on the ground in front of the infirmary.

"Do you think we want to miss the first Wolvie baby?" Jubilee asked him in a tone that gave him the impression she thought he was dumb. Only rolling his eyes, Logan headed upstairs, took the shirt and was about to head back, just to hear Jean shouting at him mentally to get back down instantly before she would have to come up.

"Why? What's wrong?" he asked her on the same way back as Ororo appeared in the door, sweaty and panting from an obvious run. And damn, but he knew what was wrong all of a sudden. Grabbing the shirt he ran past her and down to the infirmary again, where baby number one had obviously changed his or her mind and wanted to do it quickly now…

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