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The Nightengale: Chapter 4
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That night, Jean spent the night on a cot out in the hallway right outside Logan's room. The doctor had told her it was alright to go to her own room with the other nurses but she refused.
Jean's sleep was somewhat restless and she couldn't bear it any longer. She sat up on the uncomfortable cot, stretching out her cramped legs. She stood up and decided to go check on Logan. He hadn't eaten at all that day and Jean was a little worried how he would fare after the surgery.
She stepped into the room quietly and noticed the glint of sweat from Logan's forehead. The room was a mild temperature, but not really that hot. Jean walked towards the bed and gently placed a hand on Logan's brow.
"Oh God, you're burning up." She quickly went into the bathroom and grabbed a thermometer and some cold wash cloths.
Jean carefully stuck the thermometer in Logan's mouth and waited to get a temperature reading. She took in a sharp breath and sighed. His temperture was pretty high, but not life threatening, which was a relief. "104, you need to cool down honey." Jean whispered, taking the cold towels and placing them over his forehead.
She pulled down the sheets that were covering Logan and started putting the towels over his chest also. Jean saw him flinch slightly in his fevered sleep. She brushed back his hair and figured that it might be better to wake Logan up after all.
Logan groaned, shifting slightly when Jean tried to nudge him gently.
"Come on Logan, I know you can't hear me but wake up." Jean tried coaxing him awake.
Logan's good eye began to flutter open, blinking a few times before focusing. "Huh?..Jean?" He groaned, taking in raspy breaths.
Jean patted the cold wet cloth across his face. Her eyes were tired and slightly worried, but she offered a kind smile nonetheless. "You're temperature's pretty high, I'm gonna need to get it back to normal."
Logan glanced around the room. He took in deep breaths, his chest rising and falling as he did so. "It's hot in here...I'm tired, lemme sleep." He grumbled.
Jean nodded. "I know you're hot and tired, but you need to stay awake for me okay?"
Logan nodded lazily and watched with a tired eye as Jean covered him in cold towels. He could feel his body heat going down slowly and he was feeling more comfortable.
Jean checked Logan's temperature again after a few minutes. "Alright, we're okay now. You're down to around 97 atleast."
"Goin' back ta sleep now Jeannie." Logan said tiredly as he started to drift back to sleep.
Jean half-smiled, pulling his sheets back over him half way and removing the damp towels. She sighed and walked back into the hallway to go to sleep on her uncomfortable cot.
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Jean woke to the sounds of muffled crying. She opened her eyes and saw that Rogue was walking past her, hands covering her face in a feeble attempt to hide her tears. "Rogue?" Jean called in a croaky morning voice.
Rogue turned swiftly, eyes red. "Oh, I'm sorry Jean, didn't mean tah wake yah."
Jean sat in her cot, swinging her legs over the side. "You didn't, what's wrong?"
Rogue shook her head and walked towards Jean. "Oh, I'm not cryin' 'coz I'm sad Jean." She paused. "Well, mebbe a little...Bobby's been cleared by the Doc and he's decided tah go back on duty."
Jean detected the sadness in Rogue's voice. She knew the girl had fallen for this Bobby, and didn't want him going back to the war. Jean motioned for Rogue to sit down.
Rogue took a seat next to Jean on the cot, wiping away her tears. "I'm glad he's better an' all, it's just...I'm really gonna miss him. I...I think I love him."
Jean smiled, patting Rogue on the back. "You know what? I think he loves you too. I've seen the way that boy looks at you."
Rogue looked up, an embarassed smile creeping up on her face. "Bobby told me that when he gets back from the war fo' good, he's gonna ask me tah marry him."
"Well there you go." Jean gave a short laugh. "You've got nothing to worry about then."
Rogue smiled and stood up, Jean doing the same. "Thanks Jean. I'm gonna go see 'im off."
Jean waved Rogue away as the young nurse giddily ran down the hall. She watched Rogue round the corner, then crossed her arms and sighed. She turned into Logan's room, humming to herself and thinking about what life would be like after the war.
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Logan sat up slowly as Jean came into his room. She walked over to him without saying a word and fixed up his pillows behind him.
Jean lifted Logan's chin so that he was looking at her lips. "Good morning Logan." She smiled brightly.
Logan crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled, "I guess ya could call it that."
Jean shook her head, rolling her eyes. Keeping Logan's attention she asked, "You must be starved, I don't think you ate anything at all yesterday."
Logan shook his head, without the usual scowl this time.
"I'll get you some breakfast." Just as Jean was about to leave the room, Doctor Xavier walked in carrying a small medical kit. She turned her attention over to him, as did Logan. "Oh, good morning Dr. Xavier, I wasn't expecting you."
"I just came to check up on Mr. Logan here." Dr. Xavier turned to Logan who was frowning slightly. He walked over to Logan and stared at his eyepatch. "His left eye should be healed by now, atleast enough to remove the patch."
Jean nodded. "I guess so, I haven't really looked at it."
Logan frowed as Dr. Xavier began removing the patch.
"Try and keep your eye closed until I tell you alright Mr. Logan?"
Logan was staring at Jean who repeated what the Doctor said, noticing that he wasn't able to read his lips from the position the Doc was in. Logan grunted in responce. "Yeah, okay."
Jean watched as Xavier carefully removed the patch, a fresh pink scar visible crossing over the eye. She hadn't even seen his eye until now, and didn't realize how large the scar actually was.
"Alright, open your eye very slowly Mr. Logan." Xavier told him kindly. "It may hurt a little and will most likely be pretty light sensitive at the moment."
Logan slowly opened his eye, blinking every so often from the light, and the long forgotten sensation of air hitting his eye. He closed his right eye in an effort to try and focus with his left. It was pretty blurry for awhile, but then he could see almost completely clear. "It's still kinda blurry."
Dr. Xavier nodded. "Yes, that's completely normal." He smiled at Jean, then back at Logan. "Well, it seems that you won't need the eyepatch any longer."
Jean smiled at Logan. "I hadn't noticed how bright your eyes actually were until now. You look very hansome with both eyes actually visible." She winked at him, swearing to herself that she saw him blush a little.
Doctor Xavier then checked Logan's leg and told him to try and keep weight off of it so he didn't pop the stitches. He then reminded Jean to change the dressings atleast once a day, and left the room to check on other patients.
Jean walked toward the door and glanced back at Logan. "I'm expecting you to be able to know what I'm saying all the time now that you can see out of both eyes Logan." She grinned slyly and started out the door. "I'll go get you that breakfast now."
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The Nightengale: Chapter 4
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That night, Jean spent the night on a cot out in the hallway right outside Logan's room. The doctor had told her it was alright to go to her own room with the other nurses but she refused.
Jean's sleep was somewhat restless and she couldn't bear it any longer. She sat up on the uncomfortable cot, stretching out her cramped legs. She stood up and decided to go check on Logan. He hadn't eaten at all that day and Jean was a little worried how he would fare after the surgery.
She stepped into the room quietly and noticed the glint of sweat from Logan's forehead. The room was a mild temperature, but not really that hot. Jean walked towards the bed and gently placed a hand on Logan's brow.
"Oh God, you're burning up." She quickly went into the bathroom and grabbed a thermometer and some cold wash cloths.
Jean carefully stuck the thermometer in Logan's mouth and waited to get a temperature reading. She took in a sharp breath and sighed. His temperture was pretty high, but not life threatening, which was a relief. "104, you need to cool down honey." Jean whispered, taking the cold towels and placing them over his forehead.
She pulled down the sheets that were covering Logan and started putting the towels over his chest also. Jean saw him flinch slightly in his fevered sleep. She brushed back his hair and figured that it might be better to wake Logan up after all.
Logan groaned, shifting slightly when Jean tried to nudge him gently.
"Come on Logan, I know you can't hear me but wake up." Jean tried coaxing him awake.
Logan's good eye began to flutter open, blinking a few times before focusing. "Huh?..Jean?" He groaned, taking in raspy breaths.
Jean patted the cold wet cloth across his face. Her eyes were tired and slightly worried, but she offered a kind smile nonetheless. "You're temperature's pretty high, I'm gonna need to get it back to normal."
Logan glanced around the room. He took in deep breaths, his chest rising and falling as he did so. "It's hot in here...I'm tired, lemme sleep." He grumbled.
Jean nodded. "I know you're hot and tired, but you need to stay awake for me okay?"
Logan nodded lazily and watched with a tired eye as Jean covered him in cold towels. He could feel his body heat going down slowly and he was feeling more comfortable.
Jean checked Logan's temperature again after a few minutes. "Alright, we're okay now. You're down to around 97 atleast."
"Goin' back ta sleep now Jeannie." Logan said tiredly as he started to drift back to sleep.
Jean half-smiled, pulling his sheets back over him half way and removing the damp towels. She sighed and walked back into the hallway to go to sleep on her uncomfortable cot.
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Jean woke to the sounds of muffled crying. She opened her eyes and saw that Rogue was walking past her, hands covering her face in a feeble attempt to hide her tears. "Rogue?" Jean called in a croaky morning voice.
Rogue turned swiftly, eyes red. "Oh, I'm sorry Jean, didn't mean tah wake yah."
Jean sat in her cot, swinging her legs over the side. "You didn't, what's wrong?"
Rogue shook her head and walked towards Jean. "Oh, I'm not cryin' 'coz I'm sad Jean." She paused. "Well, mebbe a little...Bobby's been cleared by the Doc and he's decided tah go back on duty."
Jean detected the sadness in Rogue's voice. She knew the girl had fallen for this Bobby, and didn't want him going back to the war. Jean motioned for Rogue to sit down.
Rogue took a seat next to Jean on the cot, wiping away her tears. "I'm glad he's better an' all, it's just...I'm really gonna miss him. I...I think I love him."
Jean smiled, patting Rogue on the back. "You know what? I think he loves you too. I've seen the way that boy looks at you."
Rogue looked up, an embarassed smile creeping up on her face. "Bobby told me that when he gets back from the war fo' good, he's gonna ask me tah marry him."
"Well there you go." Jean gave a short laugh. "You've got nothing to worry about then."
Rogue smiled and stood up, Jean doing the same. "Thanks Jean. I'm gonna go see 'im off."
Jean waved Rogue away as the young nurse giddily ran down the hall. She watched Rogue round the corner, then crossed her arms and sighed. She turned into Logan's room, humming to herself and thinking about what life would be like after the war.
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Logan sat up slowly as Jean came into his room. She walked over to him without saying a word and fixed up his pillows behind him.
Jean lifted Logan's chin so that he was looking at her lips. "Good morning Logan." She smiled brightly.
Logan crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled, "I guess ya could call it that."
Jean shook her head, rolling her eyes. Keeping Logan's attention she asked, "You must be starved, I don't think you ate anything at all yesterday."
Logan shook his head, without the usual scowl this time.
"I'll get you some breakfast." Just as Jean was about to leave the room, Doctor Xavier walked in carrying a small medical kit. She turned her attention over to him, as did Logan. "Oh, good morning Dr. Xavier, I wasn't expecting you."
"I just came to check up on Mr. Logan here." Dr. Xavier turned to Logan who was frowning slightly. He walked over to Logan and stared at his eyepatch. "His left eye should be healed by now, atleast enough to remove the patch."
Jean nodded. "I guess so, I haven't really looked at it."
Logan frowed as Dr. Xavier began removing the patch.
"Try and keep your eye closed until I tell you alright Mr. Logan?"
Logan was staring at Jean who repeated what the Doctor said, noticing that he wasn't able to read his lips from the position the Doc was in. Logan grunted in responce. "Yeah, okay."
Jean watched as Xavier carefully removed the patch, a fresh pink scar visible crossing over the eye. She hadn't even seen his eye until now, and didn't realize how large the scar actually was.
"Alright, open your eye very slowly Mr. Logan." Xavier told him kindly. "It may hurt a little and will most likely be pretty light sensitive at the moment."
Logan slowly opened his eye, blinking every so often from the light, and the long forgotten sensation of air hitting his eye. He closed his right eye in an effort to try and focus with his left. It was pretty blurry for awhile, but then he could see almost completely clear. "It's still kinda blurry."
Dr. Xavier nodded. "Yes, that's completely normal." He smiled at Jean, then back at Logan. "Well, it seems that you won't need the eyepatch any longer."
Jean smiled at Logan. "I hadn't noticed how bright your eyes actually were until now. You look very hansome with both eyes actually visible." She winked at him, swearing to herself that she saw him blush a little.
Doctor Xavier then checked Logan's leg and told him to try and keep weight off of it so he didn't pop the stitches. He then reminded Jean to change the dressings atleast once a day, and left the room to check on other patients.
Jean walked toward the door and glanced back at Logan. "I'm expecting you to be able to know what I'm saying all the time now that you can see out of both eyes Logan." She grinned slyly and started out the door. "I'll go get you that breakfast now."