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Time Stands Still chp. 6
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Saila snapped her head up when the door opened, hoping to see her father standing there. She smiled though, when her Mom came in. If anything was terribly wrong with her Dad, Saila knew that her Mom would be crying or something. "Mommy!"
"Hey, sweetheart." Jean smiled, hugging her daughter and kissing her on the cheek as she sat on the side of her bed. "You okay honey?" she looked her daughter over, making sure there was no damage from Sabretooth.
"Yeah." Saila grabbed a stuffed dog off her bed and hugged it tightly. "I wanna see Daddy."
Jean smiled sadly, running her hand through Saila's soft black hair. "Daddy needs to rest okay? Don't worry, he's fine. You know about his healing, it makes him tired if he uses it alot."
Saila nodded, snuggling down underneath her blankets, despite it being a warm summer night. It made her feel safe. "I love you Mommy." she said sleepily.
"I love you too." Jean stood up and flicked out the light.
"Tell Daddy I love him too." Saila called back, resting her head against the pillow and closing her eyes.
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Rogue looked up as Jean came out of Saila's room and headed toward her own. "Jean?" she called, somewhat timidly.
Jean glanced back, her hand on the doorknob. "Hmm?"
"You gonna be okay? I mean, well...yer family's been through a heckuva lot t'night."
Jean just nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay." she opened up her bedroom door, then looked back at the young woman on the couch. "Rogue?...Thanks." she smiled, then quietly slipped into her room, not to disturb Logan.
Rogue smiled, then flicked off the light on the little table beside the couch and slumped down against her pillows to go to sleep.
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Blinding sunlight poured into the room through the blinds on the window, forcing Jean to wake, though she felt as though she could sleep a whole day more and it wouldn't be enough. She rolled to the middle of the bed, watching Logan who still lay flat on his back, his chest moving up and down with his even breaths. She sat up and gently lifted the gauze that was over his stomach. Jean smiled at the fresh pink skin underneath, then kissed her husband's forehead and swiftly rolled off the bed without disturbing him.
When she slipped into the kitchen, she noticed Rogue standing by the coffee pot, three mugs waiting to be filled on the counter. "'Mornin' Jean." she greeted warmly.
"Good morning Rogue." she smiled back and gave a thankful nod as the girl handed her a fresh cup of coffee.
"How's Logan? I made 'im some coffee too." Rogue took her own mug and sat down at the table as Jean did.
"He's all healed up. I just thought I'd let him sleep more, he could use it."
Small footsteps shuffling across the floor caused Jean and Rogue to turn as Saila sleepily walked into the kitchen. She waved at Rogue and her Mom, not seeming the least bit scarred from what happened the other night. It couldn've been that she was too young to realize how traumatizing it had been, or she was purposefully blocking out the horrifying memories.
"Good morning Sai." Jean ruffled her daughters hair as she came up beside her and leaned against the chair.
The small girl yawned, then blinked and looked at her Mom. "'Mornin'." she mumbled, then turned and walked into the living room to watch cartoons.
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Logan groaned as he opened his eyes and sat up, his strained stomach muscles working against him. He cleared his throat roughly and got out of bed, stretching out slowly with a loud yawn. Logan scratched at his stomach, the healed skin where his wound had been feeling itchy. He rubbed at the back of his neck, then ambled out of the bedroom towards the kitchen where the smell of fresh brewed coffee began to drag his senses into waking.
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Jean and Rogue were chatting aimlessly about this and that, when Logan entered the room. Jean smiled at him as he grabbed the mug of coffee left for him on the counter, then drank half of the hot liquid and set the mug down on the table. "Back to the land of the living?"
"If ya wanna call it that." Logan mumbled with a soft grunt and a half smile.
Rogue just laughed, then watched with amusement as Saila jumped off the couch in the other room and ran into the kitchen, barelling straight into Logan. "Daddy!! I missed you!" she cried, wrapping her tiny arms around his waist and leaning her head against his stomach where her height came up to.
Logan grinned, gently patting his daughter's back. "Missed me? Where'd I go?" he laughed.
Saila looked up at him and smiled as wide as she could manage. She then scrunched up her little face and frowned, jutting out her lower lip almost as if she were going to cry. "Daddy, you scared me! The big cat guy made you look dead."
Jean frowned at the mention of Sabretooth and she thought about what he could've done to her family. She almost lost the two people in the world that meant everything to her.
Rogue inwardly cringed, trying to get Sabretooth's wicked face out of her mind. Ironically, Logan, her self-proclaimed 'protector', had saved her again.
Logan felt a low rumble rise in his chest and a growl escaped his lips. He looked down at his daughter and gently moved her aside, directing her towards the living room. "Why don'tcha go watch yer cartoons pun'kin, I gotta talk ta Mommy an' Rogue."
Saila rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay, I can take a hint." she half smiled, then skipped into the living room and jumped on the couch.
Jean stared at Logan intently as he pulled out a chair beside her and sat down, leaning against the table. She noticed him visibly tense up, and rubbed her hand against his bare back to calm him. "Logan, what's wrong?" she asked, her soothing green eyes concerned.
Logan crossed his arms over the table, clenching and unclenching his fists. He looked from Jean to Rogue before replying. "Sabretooth's still out there." he said through clenched teeth.
Rogue frowned, unconsciously putting a hand to her forehead where there was still a good-sized bump from her concussion.
"I know." Jean nearly whispered, her eyes showing fear at the idea of Sabretooth coming back.
Logan sighed heavily. "I should go track 'im or somethin', make sure he don't come back."
Jean frowned, moving her hand to rest on Logan's. "I don't want you to go after him." she shook her head, biting her lower lip. "It's too risky."
Rogue noticed Logan's expression, telling her that he was about to protest with his own wife's plea. "Jean's right." she told him, shaking her head solemnly.
Logan let out a frustrated snort, slapping a hand down on the table. "Well what the hell are we gonna do?!" he started to raise his voice. "We moved here so our daughter could have a place ta grow up, so we could have our family. I ain't givin' that up!"
Saila had heard her father's loud voice, and snuck to the wall beside the entrance to the kitchen, crouching down so no one saw her.
Jean frowned, looking at her husband with worried eyes and gently squeezing his hand. "I know." she said quietly. "I don't want to give any of this up either, and I'm not saying we have to. I just...I don't want you going after him Logan."
A low growl rose from Logan's chest and he looked off to the side, then stood angrily, pulling his hand from Jean's. "I'm goin' ta take a shower." he rumbled, storming out of the kitchen.
Saila stood immediately when she heard that, nearly getting knocked down by her father as he went through the livingroom. "Daddy?" she called quietly, her eyes glazed into an innocent puppy-dog expression. "Are you mad at Mommy?"
Logan paused, then turned and kneeled down in front of his little girl. He sighed, gently putting a large hand on her shoulder. "No pun'kin, I ain't mad at Mommy."
Saila half smiled, tilting her head to the side.
"C'mere darlin'." Logan spread his arms and embraced his daughter, a hand running through her hair. "I'm only mad at the man that hurt us, that's all."
Saila sniffled quietly, resting her head against her father's shoulder as she hung onto him. "I love you Daddy."
"I love ya too darlin'." Logan stood, lifting her into his arms and kissing her on the cheek.
"Please don't leave Daddy." she whispered, her lower lip starting to quiver. She'd been listening when he said he wanted to go after Sabretooth, and she couldn't imagine him going. Saila wanted her Daddy.
Logan grunted, then sighed. He knew what she was talking about, she didn't want him going to track Sabretooth. She was scared of loosing him, and he didn't blame her. Jean was scared of that too, and he just realized what a jackass he'd been, even thinking about leaving them to go after that bastard. Logan met his daughter's watery green eyes, then smiled. "Don't worry pun'kin, I ain't gonna go anywhere. I promise."
Saila smiled, nuzzling her face into Logan's shoulder. "You better not."
Logan let out a short laugh, then set his daughter back down on the floor and ruffled up her hair. "Go watch yer cartoons kiddo, I'm gonna take a shower."
Saila nodded, bounding off toward the couch with a content smile on her face.
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Jean sighed with relief, having mentally monitored Logan and Saila's little conversation. She knew her husband wasn't going to take off to go after Sabretooth, and that made her proud. Logan was well aware he had a family to take care of now, and he couldn't be taking unnecessary risks.
Rogue watched Jean as she seemed to stare off into space. She waved a hand in front of her, cocking her head to the side. "Hello? Jean?"
Jean shook her head, then smiled at Rogue, taking another sip of her coffee. "Hm? What?"
Rogue laughed, rolling her eyes. "Nevermind."
Time was standing still, and there was nothing else in the world that could ruin the happiness that filled Jean's heart right then. Nothing.
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*end*
A/N: I know the ending might have seemed a bit abrupt, but I hadn't meant to make this fic as long as this when I first started it. I just sorta felt like I had more of a story to tell, even if it didn't really go anywhere. ::shrugs:: Can't please everyone. Well, please review!
Time Stands Still chp. 6
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Saila snapped her head up when the door opened, hoping to see her father standing there. She smiled though, when her Mom came in. If anything was terribly wrong with her Dad, Saila knew that her Mom would be crying or something. "Mommy!"
"Hey, sweetheart." Jean smiled, hugging her daughter and kissing her on the cheek as she sat on the side of her bed. "You okay honey?" she looked her daughter over, making sure there was no damage from Sabretooth.
"Yeah." Saila grabbed a stuffed dog off her bed and hugged it tightly. "I wanna see Daddy."
Jean smiled sadly, running her hand through Saila's soft black hair. "Daddy needs to rest okay? Don't worry, he's fine. You know about his healing, it makes him tired if he uses it alot."
Saila nodded, snuggling down underneath her blankets, despite it being a warm summer night. It made her feel safe. "I love you Mommy." she said sleepily.
"I love you too." Jean stood up and flicked out the light.
"Tell Daddy I love him too." Saila called back, resting her head against the pillow and closing her eyes.
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Rogue looked up as Jean came out of Saila's room and headed toward her own. "Jean?" she called, somewhat timidly.
Jean glanced back, her hand on the doorknob. "Hmm?"
"You gonna be okay? I mean, well...yer family's been through a heckuva lot t'night."
Jean just nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay." she opened up her bedroom door, then looked back at the young woman on the couch. "Rogue?...Thanks." she smiled, then quietly slipped into her room, not to disturb Logan.
Rogue smiled, then flicked off the light on the little table beside the couch and slumped down against her pillows to go to sleep.
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Blinding sunlight poured into the room through the blinds on the window, forcing Jean to wake, though she felt as though she could sleep a whole day more and it wouldn't be enough. She rolled to the middle of the bed, watching Logan who still lay flat on his back, his chest moving up and down with his even breaths. She sat up and gently lifted the gauze that was over his stomach. Jean smiled at the fresh pink skin underneath, then kissed her husband's forehead and swiftly rolled off the bed without disturbing him.
When she slipped into the kitchen, she noticed Rogue standing by the coffee pot, three mugs waiting to be filled on the counter. "'Mornin' Jean." she greeted warmly.
"Good morning Rogue." she smiled back and gave a thankful nod as the girl handed her a fresh cup of coffee.
"How's Logan? I made 'im some coffee too." Rogue took her own mug and sat down at the table as Jean did.
"He's all healed up. I just thought I'd let him sleep more, he could use it."
Small footsteps shuffling across the floor caused Jean and Rogue to turn as Saila sleepily walked into the kitchen. She waved at Rogue and her Mom, not seeming the least bit scarred from what happened the other night. It couldn've been that she was too young to realize how traumatizing it had been, or she was purposefully blocking out the horrifying memories.
"Good morning Sai." Jean ruffled her daughters hair as she came up beside her and leaned against the chair.
The small girl yawned, then blinked and looked at her Mom. "'Mornin'." she mumbled, then turned and walked into the living room to watch cartoons.
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Logan groaned as he opened his eyes and sat up, his strained stomach muscles working against him. He cleared his throat roughly and got out of bed, stretching out slowly with a loud yawn. Logan scratched at his stomach, the healed skin where his wound had been feeling itchy. He rubbed at the back of his neck, then ambled out of the bedroom towards the kitchen where the smell of fresh brewed coffee began to drag his senses into waking.
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Jean and Rogue were chatting aimlessly about this and that, when Logan entered the room. Jean smiled at him as he grabbed the mug of coffee left for him on the counter, then drank half of the hot liquid and set the mug down on the table. "Back to the land of the living?"
"If ya wanna call it that." Logan mumbled with a soft grunt and a half smile.
Rogue just laughed, then watched with amusement as Saila jumped off the couch in the other room and ran into the kitchen, barelling straight into Logan. "Daddy!! I missed you!" she cried, wrapping her tiny arms around his waist and leaning her head against his stomach where her height came up to.
Logan grinned, gently patting his daughter's back. "Missed me? Where'd I go?" he laughed.
Saila looked up at him and smiled as wide as she could manage. She then scrunched up her little face and frowned, jutting out her lower lip almost as if she were going to cry. "Daddy, you scared me! The big cat guy made you look dead."
Jean frowned at the mention of Sabretooth and she thought about what he could've done to her family. She almost lost the two people in the world that meant everything to her.
Rogue inwardly cringed, trying to get Sabretooth's wicked face out of her mind. Ironically, Logan, her self-proclaimed 'protector', had saved her again.
Logan felt a low rumble rise in his chest and a growl escaped his lips. He looked down at his daughter and gently moved her aside, directing her towards the living room. "Why don'tcha go watch yer cartoons pun'kin, I gotta talk ta Mommy an' Rogue."
Saila rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay, I can take a hint." she half smiled, then skipped into the living room and jumped on the couch.
Jean stared at Logan intently as he pulled out a chair beside her and sat down, leaning against the table. She noticed him visibly tense up, and rubbed her hand against his bare back to calm him. "Logan, what's wrong?" she asked, her soothing green eyes concerned.
Logan crossed his arms over the table, clenching and unclenching his fists. He looked from Jean to Rogue before replying. "Sabretooth's still out there." he said through clenched teeth.
Rogue frowned, unconsciously putting a hand to her forehead where there was still a good-sized bump from her concussion.
"I know." Jean nearly whispered, her eyes showing fear at the idea of Sabretooth coming back.
Logan sighed heavily. "I should go track 'im or somethin', make sure he don't come back."
Jean frowned, moving her hand to rest on Logan's. "I don't want you to go after him." she shook her head, biting her lower lip. "It's too risky."
Rogue noticed Logan's expression, telling her that he was about to protest with his own wife's plea. "Jean's right." she told him, shaking her head solemnly.
Logan let out a frustrated snort, slapping a hand down on the table. "Well what the hell are we gonna do?!" he started to raise his voice. "We moved here so our daughter could have a place ta grow up, so we could have our family. I ain't givin' that up!"
Saila had heard her father's loud voice, and snuck to the wall beside the entrance to the kitchen, crouching down so no one saw her.
Jean frowned, looking at her husband with worried eyes and gently squeezing his hand. "I know." she said quietly. "I don't want to give any of this up either, and I'm not saying we have to. I just...I don't want you going after him Logan."
A low growl rose from Logan's chest and he looked off to the side, then stood angrily, pulling his hand from Jean's. "I'm goin' ta take a shower." he rumbled, storming out of the kitchen.
Saila stood immediately when she heard that, nearly getting knocked down by her father as he went through the livingroom. "Daddy?" she called quietly, her eyes glazed into an innocent puppy-dog expression. "Are you mad at Mommy?"
Logan paused, then turned and kneeled down in front of his little girl. He sighed, gently putting a large hand on her shoulder. "No pun'kin, I ain't mad at Mommy."
Saila half smiled, tilting her head to the side.
"C'mere darlin'." Logan spread his arms and embraced his daughter, a hand running through her hair. "I'm only mad at the man that hurt us, that's all."
Saila sniffled quietly, resting her head against her father's shoulder as she hung onto him. "I love you Daddy."
"I love ya too darlin'." Logan stood, lifting her into his arms and kissing her on the cheek.
"Please don't leave Daddy." she whispered, her lower lip starting to quiver. She'd been listening when he said he wanted to go after Sabretooth, and she couldn't imagine him going. Saila wanted her Daddy.
Logan grunted, then sighed. He knew what she was talking about, she didn't want him going to track Sabretooth. She was scared of loosing him, and he didn't blame her. Jean was scared of that too, and he just realized what a jackass he'd been, even thinking about leaving them to go after that bastard. Logan met his daughter's watery green eyes, then smiled. "Don't worry pun'kin, I ain't gonna go anywhere. I promise."
Saila smiled, nuzzling her face into Logan's shoulder. "You better not."
Logan let out a short laugh, then set his daughter back down on the floor and ruffled up her hair. "Go watch yer cartoons kiddo, I'm gonna take a shower."
Saila nodded, bounding off toward the couch with a content smile on her face.
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Jean sighed with relief, having mentally monitored Logan and Saila's little conversation. She knew her husband wasn't going to take off to go after Sabretooth, and that made her proud. Logan was well aware he had a family to take care of now, and he couldn't be taking unnecessary risks.
Rogue watched Jean as she seemed to stare off into space. She waved a hand in front of her, cocking her head to the side. "Hello? Jean?"
Jean shook her head, then smiled at Rogue, taking another sip of her coffee. "Hm? What?"
Rogue laughed, rolling her eyes. "Nevermind."
Time was standing still, and there was nothing else in the world that could ruin the happiness that filled Jean's heart right then. Nothing.
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*end*
A/N: I know the ending might have seemed a bit abrupt, but I hadn't meant to make this fic as long as this when I first started it. I just sorta felt like I had more of a story to tell, even if it didn't really go anywhere. ::shrugs:: Can't please everyone. Well, please review!