Disclaimer: see ch 1
Warning: mention of sexual situations, mention of spanking
"Maddie!" Scott ran to her and hugged her as best as he could. "Maddie, I'm so sorry. I'm racking my brain trying to remember what I did, but I can't, and I'm sorry. Please tell me what I did so I can apologize for it," he begged.
"It's… Scott, you did nothing wrong. It was my own insecurities. This girl, who is going to be talented and beautiful enough to be a popstar, is coming tomorrow and here I am, fat and full of stretch marks-"
"Madelyne," Scott said firmly. "You are not fat. You are pregnant with twins- my twins. I've told you, there is absolutely nothing more attractive to me than that. And so what if this girl is pretty? You're beautiful. I'd be an absolute idiot to leave you." Madelyne smiled softly at him.
"You mean it?" Scott gently ran his finger down her face.
"Every word."
"Not that it isn't sweet, but now you two are bordering on pure mush," Chris pretended to complain.
"You're just jealous," Scott teased.
"And why would I be jealous?" Chris asked, eye raised. "I wasn't kicked out of my suite and I can still sleep with-"
"Actually, Scott is going to hang out in my room tonight with Nate, since he shouldn't be too close to Maddie. Since I can't sleep in Nate's room, I was hoping I could… bunk with you guys?"
"Hepzibah is fine with this, Corsair." Chris remained silent in thought.
"Alright," he finally said.
"Thanks, Dad."
"Breakfast is ready," Hope announced. "Here, Grandma. First one is for you."
"Thank you, Hope," she smiled, taking the plate. "Your father thanks you, too."
"That's weird…"
"Your actual father would like one as well," Nathan mentioned.
"They're right there, Daddy." Nathan walked by and gently popped Hope before grabbing a turnover for himself.
"Delicious," he said. "Thanks, kiddo."
"Hey! I helped too!" Carolyn protested.
"Yeah, I can tell with the burned ones right there."
"Nathan!"
"Scott, Carrie's yelling and Nate needs sleep," Nathan said, turning to look at Future Scott.
"Ugh! You're such a tattletale!"
"And you're a goody two shoes."
"Am not!"
"Are too."
"I am not!"
"Yes you are!"
"Children, please behave!" Future Scott said, loud enough to be heard over Nathan and Carolyn's bickering. He rubbed his temples and looked at Scott. "This is what you have to look forward to."
"Nathan, that's enough. Carolyn, stop. Nate is sick and you're being loud and disturbing his rest."
"Sorry Mom," they said together.
"Way to go, Grandma," Hope quietly cheered.
"Hope, shut up."
"Don't talk to your daughter like that," Scott frowned.
"You tell me to shut up all the time."
"You're my son. Have you heard me tell Carrie to shut up?"
"Not like you need to," Carolyn murmured.
"Shut up," Nathan said with a smirk.
"That is enough," Chris said, firmly. His face and tone had his grandchildren stop what they were doing and remain silent.
"Dad!" Scott heard from his room. He looked at his future self.
"I'm happy to go, but I'm sure he's calling for you." Future Scott nodded and went to check on Nate.
"So what's the plan for today?" Chris asked Scott and Madelyne.
"I'm not sure. I think Maddie has a few things planned for me to do in the nursery, so I'll be busy. Other than that, I don't know."
"I'll need some volunteers to help with dinner tonight."
"I'll help," Carolyn offered.
"Me too, Grandpa Chris."
"Let me see how I'm feeling," Madelyne said, honestly. "My feet have been sore a lot these days-"
"I can rub them," Scott offered. "I'll go out and get you one of those foot soak things and you can sit and relax."
"I might just take a warm bath later, but thanks."
"I can help with that, too," he whispered in her ear. Madelyne smirked.
"We'll see." Scott gently kissed her before taking a bite of her turnover.
"It is good," he smiled at his daughter and granddaughter. "Carrie, you definitely inherited your mother's talent. Hope, if I didn't know better, I'd say you came from Maddie, too." Hope beamed at him.
"Thanks Grandpa."
"Can I eat my breakfast now?" Madelyne asked with a raised eye.
"I suppose. Nate, get me one?" Nathan put another turnover on a plate and telekinetically sent it to Scott. "Thanks." Scott offered the first bite to Madelyne, kissing the icing off of her lips.
"Geez, guys. Get a room," Alex complained. Scott raised his eye and smirked at Madelyne.
"Want to?"
"Daddy!"
"Dad!" Madelyne rolled her eyes and smiled at Scott.
"You're cut off until Saturday." Scott stuck his lip out in a pout.
"Are you sure?"
"Scott, I get that you're about to be married, and I definitely understand what had to have happened to create Nate and Carrie, but I do not want to hear my child begging for sex in front of me, alright?"
"Sorry, Dad," Scott blushed. Chris shook his head in fond exasperation.
"What about us?" Caroyln demanded. "We're scarred for life now!" Scott rolled his eyes.
"We're about to be newlyweds, and you don't think that that's on our minds?"
"Daddy!"
"Oh, because you and Frank don't go at it like rabbits in the most public places," Nathan muttered.
"I'm sorry. What?" Carolyn looked at Scott with wide eyes.
"I… I…"
"You're too young to be doing that," Scott said firmly. No one missed the snort from Chris.
"Scott," Madelyne started quietly, "they're engaged." Scott looked from Madelyne to Carolyn and shook his head.
"No."
"I don't think it's up to you," Future Scott said, coming out of Scott's room with an ill Nate.
"Do you know what Nathan just said?"
"I'm the one who usually catches them, so yeah," Future Scott frowned, looking at his daughter. Carolyn was blushing and looking anywhere but her family.
"And you're letting them get married?!" Future Scott rolled his eyes and helped Nate into the bathroom, coming out immediately after.
"Saying no would guarantee me losing my daughter. I already lost her mother." Madelyne grabbed Scott's hand as he looked away.
"Are we done talking about my children and my grandchildren's sex lives?" Chris asked, looking slightly green.
"Alex is the master of hickey's," Hope supplied. "Has been since… well, now. And now we're done." Chris turned and frowned at his middle child, who had paled.
"Alexander?"
"Not me, I swear!" Scott and Gabriel snickered, and even Future Scott let out a small chuckle before going back into the bathroom to help Nate walk back to his room.
"That must be why Lorna likes wearing scarves around her neck in ninety degree weather." Chris' eyes narrowed.
"Room," he demanded.
"But I haven't done anything wrong!" Chris grabbed Alex's arm and forced him into his room.
"That was low, Hope," Nathan frowned. Hope just smirked.
"I told him I'd get him back somehow for telling you about me and-" Nathan turned his head and glared at her.
"Do we need to step out?"
"No Daddy."
"Then do not bring him up again. And as soon as Corsair and Alex come out, you will apologize."
"Yes Daddy." Hope, obviously subdued, started cleaning up the mess she and Carolyn had made. Scott threw away his and Madelyne's plates and put a comforting hand on Hope's arm. She gave him a small smile.
"Gabe, get the door," Future Scott requested after hearing a knock. Gabriel stood up and opened the door as Scott went back to Madelyne's side.
"Hey! Alex said Mr. Chris wanted to see me for a minute?" Gabriel stood aside and let Lorna inside, refusing to meet her eye.
"Good morning," Storm said, also appearing at the door. "I was asked to stop by for a moment. Where is your father?" Chris opened Alex's door.
"Storm, Lorna. Mind coming in here for a moment?" Storm nodded and led a suddenly pale Lorna into the requested room.
"Three for three," Future Scott said, shaking his head.
"He's not going to spank Alex for making out-"
"Not for that, but for sneaking around. Alex can't lie worth crap, and he knows Lorna hasn't been up here, so they had to have gone somewhere. They're both beyond lucky Erik is still in Egypt, else Grandpa would probably let him watch him whip Alex."
"He'd never-"
"He has," Future Scott told his younger self. "There was a pregnancy scare and Erik was threatening to have Alex arrested for rape, since Lorna was underage. Dad worked it out so he'd see Alex being punished and call off the cops." Scott looked at Alex's closed door, suddenly concerned.
"Don't," Madelyne said, putting her hand on his arm.
"Maddie-"
"You trust him to deal with you, so trust him with your brother." Scott frowned, but nodded. The next twenty minutes were tense, but finally, Alex's door opened. A very red-faced Lorna ran out and out of the suite. Storm followed, shaking her head.
"Storm?" Scott said. "Is she alright?"
"She's fine, Scott. A little embarrassed, but fine. And hello. I don't think we've met. I'm Ororo."
"Storm, this is Hope, my daughter," Nathan introduced. "Nate's sick, so I went to get Scott," he said, gesturing to Future Scott, "and she came back for a day or two since I haven't seen much of her lately." Storm looked at Scott and then around the room.
"Did you ever think you'd have this much family?" Scott gave her a small smile.
"Never. I wouldn't trade it for anything." Storm smiled back at him before leaving the suite. Alex came out of his room, his face as red as Scott's glasses. Nathan cleared his throat and Hope sighed.
"Sorry, Alex. I shouldn't have said anything." Alex looked up and glared.
"I should have known it'd be someone from Scott's side tattling on me," he spat.
"Hey!" Scott cried, insulted.
"Alexander," Chris said, coming out of his room. "Is this what you're supposed to be doing?" Alex scowled as he went into Chris' room, coming out with a hairbrush. Scott winced. It wasn't the same hairbrush Chris had purchased after first arriving- that one had been destroyed when the mansion blew up. This new one had even more of a sting to it, if possible, and Scott actually found himself preferring the belt over it. Alex went back into his room and Chris firmly closed the door.
"Three for three," Future Scott repeated.
"Shut up," Scott said, wincing as he heard the spanking begin. "Maddie-?"
"Let's go." They left the suite, Gabriel and Carolyn following after him.