A/N Just a short waterfall...
"Heah, Johnny ya gonna untie me already or are you gonna let me in on your plans."
St. John's head snapped up as he heard her voice.
"Well?"
He let out a loud whoop and quickly untied her. She sat up and moved her legs to dangle of the bed. John bent over, put his arms around her waist, and lifted her off the bed in a huge bear hug and swung her around the room, laughing. He stopped when he felt her hands on his cheeks and was startled to find that nothing happened.
"Johnny? I'd like to have the ground under my feet for a while."
He slowly put her down and then hugged her tight around her back.
"Don't do that to me again. You get 2 days max to be unconscious. I missed you."
"Ditto."
They were still hugging tightly when a timid knock on the door sounded. It opened slowly to reveal longish very curly red hair.
"Rouge." She cleared her throat as both turned to look at her, still in each other's arms. "Um, not to intrude."
"Been there, doing that," Rogue replied. "What do you want?"
"Well, you have been unconscious for a very long time. There's the possibility of"
"Give me the short version, Red. In English."
The Doctor reddened. "You have no right to"
"To what? Huh?" Rogue stared at her for a moment. "You think I'm channeling Logan, don't ya? Well guess what.wrong answer. I'm tired of your incompetent BS so tell me what you want so we can get out of here."
Still furious, Jean spoke tightly to the younger woman. "I need to examine you."
Rogue, for indeed she was, cocked her head. "I'm thinking...thinkin'...nope. Come on, Johnny, I'm dying for a hot bath and then you're comin' with me to shop for new clothes."
She made sure to grab St. John's uncovered arm and to pat Jean on her bare cheek as the two of them walked out, leaving the doctor in the lab, alone.
"Heah, Johnny ya gonna untie me already or are you gonna let me in on your plans."
St. John's head snapped up as he heard her voice.
"Well?"
He let out a loud whoop and quickly untied her. She sat up and moved her legs to dangle of the bed. John bent over, put his arms around her waist, and lifted her off the bed in a huge bear hug and swung her around the room, laughing. He stopped when he felt her hands on his cheeks and was startled to find that nothing happened.
"Johnny? I'd like to have the ground under my feet for a while."
He slowly put her down and then hugged her tight around her back.
"Don't do that to me again. You get 2 days max to be unconscious. I missed you."
"Ditto."
They were still hugging tightly when a timid knock on the door sounded. It opened slowly to reveal longish very curly red hair.
"Rouge." She cleared her throat as both turned to look at her, still in each other's arms. "Um, not to intrude."
"Been there, doing that," Rogue replied. "What do you want?"
"Well, you have been unconscious for a very long time. There's the possibility of"
"Give me the short version, Red. In English."
The Doctor reddened. "You have no right to"
"To what? Huh?" Rogue stared at her for a moment. "You think I'm channeling Logan, don't ya? Well guess what.wrong answer. I'm tired of your incompetent BS so tell me what you want so we can get out of here."
Still furious, Jean spoke tightly to the younger woman. "I need to examine you."
Rogue, for indeed she was, cocked her head. "I'm thinking...thinkin'...nope. Come on, Johnny, I'm dying for a hot bath and then you're comin' with me to shop for new clothes."
She made sure to grab St. John's uncovered arm and to pat Jean on her bare cheek as the two of them walked out, leaving the doctor in the lab, alone.