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Time Stands Still chp. 2
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Logan woke late that night, to the sound of the bedroom door creaking open. He sat up slowly, and carefully removed Jean's arm from his chest. She groaned softly in her sleep and rolled to the opposite side of the bed. Logan peered through the dark room and heard the soft padding of little bare feet on the wooden floor. "Hey pun'kin." he whispered.
The small girl fumbled through dark and made her way towards her father's voice. "Daddy...I had a bad dream..." she said quietly, her voice cracking slightly as she spoke, sounding like she had been crying. "Can I stay with you an' Mommy?"
"C'mere darlin'." Logan reached his arms out and easily lifted her up and onto the bed, gently setting her down between himself and Jean.
Saila layed down beside him and he pulled the blanket over her tiny form as she rested her head against his shoulder.
Logan sighed with content as he heard his daughter's breathing slow to a nice sleeping pace and he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, easing himself back to sleep.
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"Hank?...Yeah, we're on way now...alright, see you soon. Bye." Jean turned off her cell phone and looked to Logan from the passenger side of the truck. They had been driving since early that morning, and it was almost five o'clock at night by now. Logan refused to take a plane, and he didn't think it was a good idea for them to be picked up in the Blackbird. Even with it's stealth capabilities, he still figured some idiot would spot it and call the Marines or something, claiming it was a U.F.O.
"Hey Jeannie, maybe while we're up at the mansion we can get someone ta 'sit for Sai tomorrow night so we can go out." Logan asked, alternately looking from his wife to the road.
"That's a good idea." Jean replied, brushing a hand through Saila's hair as she slept, leaning against her. "Atleast if anything happens with her powers we'll have another mutant being there."
Logan nodded, pulling the truck onto Greymalkin Lane. He sighed. "Almost there, finally."
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As Logan, Jean, and Saila entered the mansion, there were two people there to greet them. Professor Xavier sat smiling, with Ororo close by his side, a large smile on her face.
"Jean!" the weather Goddess exclaimed happily, embracing her friend in a hug.
Jean smiled, returning the gesture. "It's good to see you Ororo." she laughed.
"It seems like it's been ages." Ororo said, stepping back, her blue eyes still twinkling.
"It's been two weeks." Logan grumbled, rolling his eyes and looking down at Saila who was clutching to his arm sleepily.
Ororo turned to face him. "Same old Logan." she said quietly, before giving him a hug.
"Good ta see ya 'Ro." he smiled.
Jean started to walk off with the Professor, calling back to Logan. "Take Saila down to see Hank and I'll be right there."
Logan just nodded, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "How's yer family 'Ro?" he asked as she lifted Saila into her arms and hugged her.
"We're all good." Ororo smiled again, setting the little girl back down.
When Jean had realized her love for Logan, Scott had also realized he was very fond of Ororo. The two had gotten married after Logan and Jean, and had a child of their own about a year after Saila was born. Unlike Logan and Jean they had remained at the school because Scott still felt there was more he could teach the younger generations of X-Men, and Ororo wanted to help out with the new mutants as well.
Just then Ororo and Scott's son, Shawn, ran into the room and attached himself to his mother's leg. The boy had auburn hair like his father, light brown skin and pale blue eyes. He smiled at Saila, then looked up at Logan. "Hiya uncle Logan!" he greeted cheerfully.
"Hey kiddo." Logan greeted, ruffling the boy's hair.
"Can Saila come and play?" he asked with a wide smile.
"Sorry squirt, we jus' came by ta see uncle Hank, we can't stay long." he told the boy, taking his daughter's hand.
"Shawn, why don't you go find Daddy and pick out a movie to watch before bed time." Ororo knelt infront of her son and kissed him on the cheek.
"Okay!" he said cheerfully before taking off.
Ororo laughed and stood back up, crossing her arms. "Well you better go, wouldn't want to keep Henry waiting."
"Oh, right." Logan grunted, nodding towards Ororo as he led Saila towards one of the elevators to go to the lower levels.
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"Uncle Hank!" Saila exclaimed, running towards the open arms of the blue furred doctor.
"Hey there!" Hank said with a smile as he hugged the girl. He then turned to face her parents as she jumped into her mother's arms. "So, her powers have already began to manifest I understand?" he raised a furry eyebrow towards Jean.
She nodded. "Yep. She's moving silverware around with her mind now."
Hank nodded. "Well, all we have to do is run a few tests and see what's in store for this little spitfire." he smiled, motioning for Jean and Logan to follow him further into the medlab.
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Saila sat on the cold metal table, swinging her feet freely as she watched her uncle Hank talk with her parents. She was humming something to herself, not a care in the world, but still curious what they were talking about.
Hank glanced at Saila, then back at Logan and Jean.
"So?" Logan questioned. "Did ya find out about her powers?"
Hank nodded, regaining his focus. "Yes, and she's definetly got telekinetic abilities, but that's not really her strongest mutation."
Jean's brows furrowed. "Then...what is it?" she asked curiously.
Hank took in a deep breath. "Well, she seems to posess a...well, a type of energy. The energy takes the solid form of claws, like Logan's, housed in her forearms."
Logan just scratched the back of his head. "That's kinda weird."
Jean quirked a small smile. "No weirder than your adamantium hun."
Hank tilted his head to the side, turning to look at Saila once more. "That isn't even the weird thing about it. I've discovered that as this power becomes stronger and shows itself for the first time, these 'energy claws' will glow a bluish color from within her arms when she is about to release them."
"In other words, my daughter's gonna be a walking night light." Logan laughed.
Jean elbowed him in the ribs, trying to hide a laugh of her own from his comment. "Logan!" she turned back to the doctor. "Is there any way to predict when she'll use her new ability for the first time?"
Hank shook his head. "That's unlikely."
Jean just nodded understandingly and smiled at the beastly doctor. "Thank you Hank."
Logan waved Saila over. "C'mon pun'kin, time ta go home."
The young girl hopped off the table and happily ran towards her parents.
Hank looked down at his watch. "You're going home already?"
Jean nodded. "Yeah, Logan's got to be at the Garage in the morning for work."
"We could drop you off in the Blackbird, it would be much quicker." Hank offered.
"Too obvious." Logan grumbled, lifting Saila up on his shoulders.
"Thanks anyway Hank." Jean smiled, then the three left the medical lab.
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Just as they were leaving, there was someone waiting at the doorway. "Think yah could scoot outta here without seein' me?" the southern girl drawled.
"Hey, Rogue." Logan smiled as she hugged him and gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek. She had grown a lot over the years, no longer the shy and quiet girl he had caught sneaking a ride in his trailer back in Canada. Now Rogue was a beautiful young woman in her late 20's...a beautiful young woman with an engagement ring.
"Rogue, how are you doing?" Jean greeted the girl with a hug.
"Well..." she replied, a slight redness to her cheeks. "I got engaged."
Logan smirked, not at all surprised. Rogue had been dating Bobby Drake for a while and he was beginning to wonder when they'd finally hook up. He was angered at first when he found out the kid was Rogue's boyfriend, but he soon got over it and grew an appreciation for the Ice-cube (which he usually called him).
Jean's eyes widened and sparkled, her voice squeeling with delight. "Oh Rogue! I am so happy for you!" she hugged her again, nearly strangling the poor girl.
"'Bout time." Logan said with a sly smile.
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Hey Rogue...are you doing anything tomorrow night?" Jean asked, remembering that she and Logan still needed a 'sitter.
"I don't think so..." Rogue thought, speaking slowly in a curious tone.
"Would you mind babysitting Saila for us? Logan and I were planning on going out, and we haven't gotten the chance to find anyone-"
"I'd love to." Rogue smiled, winking up at Saila on her Dad's shoulders. "I'll have Scott or someone drop me off in the jet."
Logan rolled his eyes. Why couldn't anyone drive around this place anymore? Was he the only person to find it not practical dragging a jet like the Blackbird into a quiet town in New Hampshire?
"Thanks so much Rogue, I'll call you tomorrow and make arrangements." Jean waved, then she, Logan and Saila left the mansion for the long drive back to their cabin.
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Time Stands Still chp. 2
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Logan woke late that night, to the sound of the bedroom door creaking open. He sat up slowly, and carefully removed Jean's arm from his chest. She groaned softly in her sleep and rolled to the opposite side of the bed. Logan peered through the dark room and heard the soft padding of little bare feet on the wooden floor. "Hey pun'kin." he whispered.
The small girl fumbled through dark and made her way towards her father's voice. "Daddy...I had a bad dream..." she said quietly, her voice cracking slightly as she spoke, sounding like she had been crying. "Can I stay with you an' Mommy?"
"C'mere darlin'." Logan reached his arms out and easily lifted her up and onto the bed, gently setting her down between himself and Jean.
Saila layed down beside him and he pulled the blanket over her tiny form as she rested her head against his shoulder.
Logan sighed with content as he heard his daughter's breathing slow to a nice sleeping pace and he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, easing himself back to sleep.
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"Hank?...Yeah, we're on way now...alright, see you soon. Bye." Jean turned off her cell phone and looked to Logan from the passenger side of the truck. They had been driving since early that morning, and it was almost five o'clock at night by now. Logan refused to take a plane, and he didn't think it was a good idea for them to be picked up in the Blackbird. Even with it's stealth capabilities, he still figured some idiot would spot it and call the Marines or something, claiming it was a U.F.O.
"Hey Jeannie, maybe while we're up at the mansion we can get someone ta 'sit for Sai tomorrow night so we can go out." Logan asked, alternately looking from his wife to the road.
"That's a good idea." Jean replied, brushing a hand through Saila's hair as she slept, leaning against her. "Atleast if anything happens with her powers we'll have another mutant being there."
Logan nodded, pulling the truck onto Greymalkin Lane. He sighed. "Almost there, finally."
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As Logan, Jean, and Saila entered the mansion, there were two people there to greet them. Professor Xavier sat smiling, with Ororo close by his side, a large smile on her face.
"Jean!" the weather Goddess exclaimed happily, embracing her friend in a hug.
Jean smiled, returning the gesture. "It's good to see you Ororo." she laughed.
"It seems like it's been ages." Ororo said, stepping back, her blue eyes still twinkling.
"It's been two weeks." Logan grumbled, rolling his eyes and looking down at Saila who was clutching to his arm sleepily.
Ororo turned to face him. "Same old Logan." she said quietly, before giving him a hug.
"Good ta see ya 'Ro." he smiled.
Jean started to walk off with the Professor, calling back to Logan. "Take Saila down to see Hank and I'll be right there."
Logan just nodded, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "How's yer family 'Ro?" he asked as she lifted Saila into her arms and hugged her.
"We're all good." Ororo smiled again, setting the little girl back down.
When Jean had realized her love for Logan, Scott had also realized he was very fond of Ororo. The two had gotten married after Logan and Jean, and had a child of their own about a year after Saila was born. Unlike Logan and Jean they had remained at the school because Scott still felt there was more he could teach the younger generations of X-Men, and Ororo wanted to help out with the new mutants as well.
Just then Ororo and Scott's son, Shawn, ran into the room and attached himself to his mother's leg. The boy had auburn hair like his father, light brown skin and pale blue eyes. He smiled at Saila, then looked up at Logan. "Hiya uncle Logan!" he greeted cheerfully.
"Hey kiddo." Logan greeted, ruffling the boy's hair.
"Can Saila come and play?" he asked with a wide smile.
"Sorry squirt, we jus' came by ta see uncle Hank, we can't stay long." he told the boy, taking his daughter's hand.
"Shawn, why don't you go find Daddy and pick out a movie to watch before bed time." Ororo knelt infront of her son and kissed him on the cheek.
"Okay!" he said cheerfully before taking off.
Ororo laughed and stood back up, crossing her arms. "Well you better go, wouldn't want to keep Henry waiting."
"Oh, right." Logan grunted, nodding towards Ororo as he led Saila towards one of the elevators to go to the lower levels.
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"Uncle Hank!" Saila exclaimed, running towards the open arms of the blue furred doctor.
"Hey there!" Hank said with a smile as he hugged the girl. He then turned to face her parents as she jumped into her mother's arms. "So, her powers have already began to manifest I understand?" he raised a furry eyebrow towards Jean.
She nodded. "Yep. She's moving silverware around with her mind now."
Hank nodded. "Well, all we have to do is run a few tests and see what's in store for this little spitfire." he smiled, motioning for Jean and Logan to follow him further into the medlab.
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Saila sat on the cold metal table, swinging her feet freely as she watched her uncle Hank talk with her parents. She was humming something to herself, not a care in the world, but still curious what they were talking about.
Hank glanced at Saila, then back at Logan and Jean.
"So?" Logan questioned. "Did ya find out about her powers?"
Hank nodded, regaining his focus. "Yes, and she's definetly got telekinetic abilities, but that's not really her strongest mutation."
Jean's brows furrowed. "Then...what is it?" she asked curiously.
Hank took in a deep breath. "Well, she seems to posess a...well, a type of energy. The energy takes the solid form of claws, like Logan's, housed in her forearms."
Logan just scratched the back of his head. "That's kinda weird."
Jean quirked a small smile. "No weirder than your adamantium hun."
Hank tilted his head to the side, turning to look at Saila once more. "That isn't even the weird thing about it. I've discovered that as this power becomes stronger and shows itself for the first time, these 'energy claws' will glow a bluish color from within her arms when she is about to release them."
"In other words, my daughter's gonna be a walking night light." Logan laughed.
Jean elbowed him in the ribs, trying to hide a laugh of her own from his comment. "Logan!" she turned back to the doctor. "Is there any way to predict when she'll use her new ability for the first time?"
Hank shook his head. "That's unlikely."
Jean just nodded understandingly and smiled at the beastly doctor. "Thank you Hank."
Logan waved Saila over. "C'mon pun'kin, time ta go home."
The young girl hopped off the table and happily ran towards her parents.
Hank looked down at his watch. "You're going home already?"
Jean nodded. "Yeah, Logan's got to be at the Garage in the morning for work."
"We could drop you off in the Blackbird, it would be much quicker." Hank offered.
"Too obvious." Logan grumbled, lifting Saila up on his shoulders.
"Thanks anyway Hank." Jean smiled, then the three left the medical lab.
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Just as they were leaving, there was someone waiting at the doorway. "Think yah could scoot outta here without seein' me?" the southern girl drawled.
"Hey, Rogue." Logan smiled as she hugged him and gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek. She had grown a lot over the years, no longer the shy and quiet girl he had caught sneaking a ride in his trailer back in Canada. Now Rogue was a beautiful young woman in her late 20's...a beautiful young woman with an engagement ring.
"Rogue, how are you doing?" Jean greeted the girl with a hug.
"Well..." she replied, a slight redness to her cheeks. "I got engaged."
Logan smirked, not at all surprised. Rogue had been dating Bobby Drake for a while and he was beginning to wonder when they'd finally hook up. He was angered at first when he found out the kid was Rogue's boyfriend, but he soon got over it and grew an appreciation for the Ice-cube (which he usually called him).
Jean's eyes widened and sparkled, her voice squeeling with delight. "Oh Rogue! I am so happy for you!" she hugged her again, nearly strangling the poor girl.
"'Bout time." Logan said with a sly smile.
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Hey Rogue...are you doing anything tomorrow night?" Jean asked, remembering that she and Logan still needed a 'sitter.
"I don't think so..." Rogue thought, speaking slowly in a curious tone.
"Would you mind babysitting Saila for us? Logan and I were planning on going out, and we haven't gotten the chance to find anyone-"
"I'd love to." Rogue smiled, winking up at Saila on her Dad's shoulders. "I'll have Scott or someone drop me off in the jet."
Logan rolled his eyes. Why couldn't anyone drive around this place anymore? Was he the only person to find it not practical dragging a jet like the Blackbird into a quiet town in New Hampshire?
"Thanks so much Rogue, I'll call you tomorrow and make arrangements." Jean waved, then she, Logan and Saila left the mansion for the long drive back to their cabin.
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