Summary: Jean's got a little surprise for the rest of the X-Men. A little
addition to the school could be just what they need.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't pretend to. Everything belongs to Marvel and whoever else, I'm not really sure.
Rating: PG-13
Author's notes: A big shout out to everyone who's read and reviewed this story. Thanks a bunch guys! This is it, I said it was going to be a short story, but don't worry, there may be something to come out of this. Also I attempted to write dialogue like a three year old would talk, so bear with me.
Epilogue
Four years later.
Jean stood in the lounge window and watch Rogue and Bobby play with Abby on the mansion grounds. Her little girl had grown so much; she could hardly believe that this was the same person that she had been so reluctant to leave.
Everyone said she looked just like Jean with her fiery red hair and fair complexion, but the truth was Jean saw both she and Scott in their daughter. Abby had the most beautiful blue eyes that were an exact replica of her father's. She was also the most stubborn child in the state of New York. Jean constantly teased Scott that she got it from him.
Watching her daughter out the window, Jean realized just how much had changed in the last three years. They'd all been subtle changes at time, but looking back it was astonishing.
Both Rogue and Bobby had graduated and move on to college at NYU. Bobby was studying to become a teacher while Rogue had decided on the medical field. They'd been together since their time at the Institute, and once the Professor had found a way to control Rogue's power, their relationship had gone to the next level.
The school had grown in the past year or so with the student population doubling. It seemed to Jean that the students were also getting younger and younger. The youngest child at the school, not counting her own daughter, was nine-year-old Alexa. And although she was the youngest, her powers seemed to be developing rather quickly. She had the unique ability of being able to control and talk to animals--a regular Dr. Dolittle. Fortunately, the Professor had been able to recruit a few new instructors too. Hank, Warren, and Kurt had all joined the school as well as the X- Men.
A pair of strong arms wrapping tightly around her waist interrupted Jean's thoughts. She didn't even have to look to know who was behind her. "Good morning sweetie."
He mumbled into the crook of her neck, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Well I figured after out little session last night that you could use the sleep." She grinned from ear to ear recalling the last night's events. Rogue and Bobby had offered to take Abby to see a movie, leaving Scott and Jean alone for a better part of the evening. They had made good use of the time.
"Yeah, that was nice," he kissed her up her neck to her earlobe.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Abby cried tearing through the mansion like a wild animal. She ran through the lounge door and jumped into Scott's waiting arms nearly knocking him on his butt.
"Whoa there kiddo," Scott laughed, "what's the matter?"
"Bobby said he was gonna fweeze me." The youngest Summers stuck her lower lip out into a pout.
Rogue and Bobby came stumbling into the den, laughing hysterically.
"Drake, are you threatening my baby?" Scott asked with a smile.
"Nah," Bobby laughed.
"He was too!" Abby yelled. "He was trying to steal my popsticle!"
Scott laughed. He could hardly believe this girl in his arms with her bright red pigtails and sapphire blue eyes was the little girl he'd spent countless nights trying to get to sleep. "What do you want me to do?"
"Blast him!" Abby giggled.
Jean gave her daughter a very stern look. "Abigail Marie Summers, what have we discussed about using powers?"
The girl shrunk into her father's arms. "Never use your powers unless it's an emergency."
"Good," Jean smiled and messed up Abby's hair.
"Hey!" the girl shouted. She wiggled and twisted until she was out of Scott's arms and then took to the race again. "Come and get me, Bobby!" With a sigh of defeat Bobby gave chase.
"How is school going Rogue?" Scott asked. He and Jean took seats on the couch while Rogue sat in a large, overstuffed chair.
"It's alright," she admitted, "Ah did have some roommate problems but everything's cool now."
"Roommate problems?" Jean asked.
"Yeah mah roommie was a little-how can ah put this-eccentric? She was into all that black magick and voodoo. Creeped me out." The three shared a laugh at the story. "So have you heard from Kitty or Jubilee lately?"
Jean answered, "Well Kitty's living in New York City and she comes back once and a while. She spends most breaks here too."
"Jubilee moved to L.A.," Scott told Rogue with a smile, "she calls every now and then, but just to say hi."
"What about Lo-" Before Rogue could finish the man in question came waltzing into the lounge, Storm in tow. "Logan?"
He looked up, a bit surprised to be hearing that voice. "Rogue? Hey how you doin' kid?"
Rogue rose from her chair and gave him a quick hug before sitting back down. "Ah'm fine. Bobby and I are just here for a visit."
"That's great to hear," Logan took a seat on the couch next to Scott and Ororo sat next to him. Rogue finally noticed that both Logan and Ororo were holding hands and sitting awfully close.
"What's up with you two?" Rogue asked. Apparently she was missing something.
"You didn't get my e-mail?" Ororo asked. When Rogue nodded her head 'no', she looked to Logan. "We're getting married."
Rogue's mouth dropped nearly to the floor. She'd never expected this, not that she wasn't happy for both of them. "You're-when?"
"Haven't decided yet," Logan said looking at Rogue waiting for her reaction. After a long moment of painful silence she stood up from her chair and flew at Logan wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight embrace.
"Congratulations," she smiled into his neck, and then quickly hugged Ororo.
"Thanks kid," Logan sounded the most sincere that Jean ever remembered.
"Rogue," Storm ventured, "we'd like it very much if you would be a bridesmaid in the wedding."
Marie smiled, "Ah'd love to. Who else is in the party?"
"Jean will be my maid of honor; you, Kitty, and two of the older students here will be bridesmaids; and Abby will be the flower girl." Ororo explained with much enthusiasm.
"That is if we can get her to pay attention to something for more than a few seconds," Jean laughed.
"Gets it from her mother," Scott added earning a swift punch to the arm from the red head to his left. "Ow!"
"Baby," Jean muttered under her breath.
At that moment Bobby came strolling into the lounge with Abby clinging to his back. The girl seemed to be enjoying herself; there was a huge smile on her face. Bobby however looked a little tired.
"Mr. Summers," he managed to choke out between Abigail's giggles, "would you mind getting her off me?"
"Sure," Scott laughed. He knew just how strong his daughter was. She'd often attached herself to his back or leg and hung on for dear life. It was a struggle to get her to let go. Fortunately Scott had found a trick that always worked. Walking over to Bobby, he placed his hands on Abby's body just above her waist and began to tickle her. The girl collapsed into her father's arms in a laughing heap.
"Daddy!" she cried through fits of giggles, "Stop!" After much squirming and laughing, Abby managed to get free from Cyclops's grip. She hit the ground and ran straight to her mother.
Jean hoisted her daughter onto her lap and held her close. "Don't worry, I'll protect you." She rested her head atop Abby's and focused on the conversation again.
Bobby pulled Rogue off the chair, sat down in her place, and then pulled her onto his lap. "So what did I miss while I was being tortured?" he asked with a grin.
"Logan and Storm are getting married," Rogue blurted then added with a sheepish grin to the couple, "sorry, couldn't help myself."
"Congratulations," Bobby said.
Conversation from then on was centered mostly on wedding plans and the future. The X-Men talked for hours until the sky outside began to grow dark. Jean looked down at her watch. "Oh wow," she gasped, "it's almost seven o'clock. We haven't even had dinner yet."
"Why don't we just order a pizza or something?" Logan suggested.
"Yay! Pizza!" Abby cheered; everyone smiled.
Half an hour later everyone was chowing down on pizza and sodas except Logan who opted for a beer. After dinner Jean put Abby to bed after much debating with the girl.
"I'm not tired," Abby yawned.
"Yes you are," Jean said tucking her into bed.
"Am not."
"You are just like your father," Jean muttered under breath with a smile. Kissing her daughter on each cheek she left, closing the door softly behind her. She paused momentarily outside the door and reached out to Abby telepathically.
**Go to sleep and we'll go for a walk tomorrow,** she bargained.
**Okay mommy,** Abby responded.
Jean smiled. She'd gotten pretty good at convincing the girl to do almost anything. It was a useful skill, she decided early on. With one final content sigh, Jean turned and went back downstairs.
****************************************************************** And there you have it! I was thinking about writing a separate story focusing on Abby getting her powers and dealing with life. It'd take place a few more years in the future. What do you think? Review and send suggestions!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't pretend to. Everything belongs to Marvel and whoever else, I'm not really sure.
Rating: PG-13
Author's notes: A big shout out to everyone who's read and reviewed this story. Thanks a bunch guys! This is it, I said it was going to be a short story, but don't worry, there may be something to come out of this. Also I attempted to write dialogue like a three year old would talk, so bear with me.
Epilogue
Four years later.
Jean stood in the lounge window and watch Rogue and Bobby play with Abby on the mansion grounds. Her little girl had grown so much; she could hardly believe that this was the same person that she had been so reluctant to leave.
Everyone said she looked just like Jean with her fiery red hair and fair complexion, but the truth was Jean saw both she and Scott in their daughter. Abby had the most beautiful blue eyes that were an exact replica of her father's. She was also the most stubborn child in the state of New York. Jean constantly teased Scott that she got it from him.
Watching her daughter out the window, Jean realized just how much had changed in the last three years. They'd all been subtle changes at time, but looking back it was astonishing.
Both Rogue and Bobby had graduated and move on to college at NYU. Bobby was studying to become a teacher while Rogue had decided on the medical field. They'd been together since their time at the Institute, and once the Professor had found a way to control Rogue's power, their relationship had gone to the next level.
The school had grown in the past year or so with the student population doubling. It seemed to Jean that the students were also getting younger and younger. The youngest child at the school, not counting her own daughter, was nine-year-old Alexa. And although she was the youngest, her powers seemed to be developing rather quickly. She had the unique ability of being able to control and talk to animals--a regular Dr. Dolittle. Fortunately, the Professor had been able to recruit a few new instructors too. Hank, Warren, and Kurt had all joined the school as well as the X- Men.
A pair of strong arms wrapping tightly around her waist interrupted Jean's thoughts. She didn't even have to look to know who was behind her. "Good morning sweetie."
He mumbled into the crook of her neck, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Well I figured after out little session last night that you could use the sleep." She grinned from ear to ear recalling the last night's events. Rogue and Bobby had offered to take Abby to see a movie, leaving Scott and Jean alone for a better part of the evening. They had made good use of the time.
"Yeah, that was nice," he kissed her up her neck to her earlobe.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Abby cried tearing through the mansion like a wild animal. She ran through the lounge door and jumped into Scott's waiting arms nearly knocking him on his butt.
"Whoa there kiddo," Scott laughed, "what's the matter?"
"Bobby said he was gonna fweeze me." The youngest Summers stuck her lower lip out into a pout.
Rogue and Bobby came stumbling into the den, laughing hysterically.
"Drake, are you threatening my baby?" Scott asked with a smile.
"Nah," Bobby laughed.
"He was too!" Abby yelled. "He was trying to steal my popsticle!"
Scott laughed. He could hardly believe this girl in his arms with her bright red pigtails and sapphire blue eyes was the little girl he'd spent countless nights trying to get to sleep. "What do you want me to do?"
"Blast him!" Abby giggled.
Jean gave her daughter a very stern look. "Abigail Marie Summers, what have we discussed about using powers?"
The girl shrunk into her father's arms. "Never use your powers unless it's an emergency."
"Good," Jean smiled and messed up Abby's hair.
"Hey!" the girl shouted. She wiggled and twisted until she was out of Scott's arms and then took to the race again. "Come and get me, Bobby!" With a sigh of defeat Bobby gave chase.
"How is school going Rogue?" Scott asked. He and Jean took seats on the couch while Rogue sat in a large, overstuffed chair.
"It's alright," she admitted, "Ah did have some roommate problems but everything's cool now."
"Roommate problems?" Jean asked.
"Yeah mah roommie was a little-how can ah put this-eccentric? She was into all that black magick and voodoo. Creeped me out." The three shared a laugh at the story. "So have you heard from Kitty or Jubilee lately?"
Jean answered, "Well Kitty's living in New York City and she comes back once and a while. She spends most breaks here too."
"Jubilee moved to L.A.," Scott told Rogue with a smile, "she calls every now and then, but just to say hi."
"What about Lo-" Before Rogue could finish the man in question came waltzing into the lounge, Storm in tow. "Logan?"
He looked up, a bit surprised to be hearing that voice. "Rogue? Hey how you doin' kid?"
Rogue rose from her chair and gave him a quick hug before sitting back down. "Ah'm fine. Bobby and I are just here for a visit."
"That's great to hear," Logan took a seat on the couch next to Scott and Ororo sat next to him. Rogue finally noticed that both Logan and Ororo were holding hands and sitting awfully close.
"What's up with you two?" Rogue asked. Apparently she was missing something.
"You didn't get my e-mail?" Ororo asked. When Rogue nodded her head 'no', she looked to Logan. "We're getting married."
Rogue's mouth dropped nearly to the floor. She'd never expected this, not that she wasn't happy for both of them. "You're-when?"
"Haven't decided yet," Logan said looking at Rogue waiting for her reaction. After a long moment of painful silence she stood up from her chair and flew at Logan wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight embrace.
"Congratulations," she smiled into his neck, and then quickly hugged Ororo.
"Thanks kid," Logan sounded the most sincere that Jean ever remembered.
"Rogue," Storm ventured, "we'd like it very much if you would be a bridesmaid in the wedding."
Marie smiled, "Ah'd love to. Who else is in the party?"
"Jean will be my maid of honor; you, Kitty, and two of the older students here will be bridesmaids; and Abby will be the flower girl." Ororo explained with much enthusiasm.
"That is if we can get her to pay attention to something for more than a few seconds," Jean laughed.
"Gets it from her mother," Scott added earning a swift punch to the arm from the red head to his left. "Ow!"
"Baby," Jean muttered under her breath.
At that moment Bobby came strolling into the lounge with Abby clinging to his back. The girl seemed to be enjoying herself; there was a huge smile on her face. Bobby however looked a little tired.
"Mr. Summers," he managed to choke out between Abigail's giggles, "would you mind getting her off me?"
"Sure," Scott laughed. He knew just how strong his daughter was. She'd often attached herself to his back or leg and hung on for dear life. It was a struggle to get her to let go. Fortunately Scott had found a trick that always worked. Walking over to Bobby, he placed his hands on Abby's body just above her waist and began to tickle her. The girl collapsed into her father's arms in a laughing heap.
"Daddy!" she cried through fits of giggles, "Stop!" After much squirming and laughing, Abby managed to get free from Cyclops's grip. She hit the ground and ran straight to her mother.
Jean hoisted her daughter onto her lap and held her close. "Don't worry, I'll protect you." She rested her head atop Abby's and focused on the conversation again.
Bobby pulled Rogue off the chair, sat down in her place, and then pulled her onto his lap. "So what did I miss while I was being tortured?" he asked with a grin.
"Logan and Storm are getting married," Rogue blurted then added with a sheepish grin to the couple, "sorry, couldn't help myself."
"Congratulations," Bobby said.
Conversation from then on was centered mostly on wedding plans and the future. The X-Men talked for hours until the sky outside began to grow dark. Jean looked down at her watch. "Oh wow," she gasped, "it's almost seven o'clock. We haven't even had dinner yet."
"Why don't we just order a pizza or something?" Logan suggested.
"Yay! Pizza!" Abby cheered; everyone smiled.
Half an hour later everyone was chowing down on pizza and sodas except Logan who opted for a beer. After dinner Jean put Abby to bed after much debating with the girl.
"I'm not tired," Abby yawned.
"Yes you are," Jean said tucking her into bed.
"Am not."
"You are just like your father," Jean muttered under breath with a smile. Kissing her daughter on each cheek she left, closing the door softly behind her. She paused momentarily outside the door and reached out to Abby telepathically.
**Go to sleep and we'll go for a walk tomorrow,** she bargained.
**Okay mommy,** Abby responded.
Jean smiled. She'd gotten pretty good at convincing the girl to do almost anything. It was a useful skill, she decided early on. With one final content sigh, Jean turned and went back downstairs.
****************************************************************** And there you have it! I was thinking about writing a separate story focusing on Abby getting her powers and dealing with life. It'd take place a few more years in the future. What do you think? Review and send suggestions!
