Storm found Abby just as she managed to get over the shock of what Logan
had told her. "Abby," Storm said, obviously worried. "I've seen Scott" "Is
he sick?" Abby asked at Storm's worried look. "Yes.No.I don't know. He was
talking to me" When she said nothing else, Abby tried to prompt her. "Well
that's good right?" "Yeah. But Abby what he was saying didn't make any
sense. He was talking about time machines and traveling through time"
"Sometimes the medicine can cause small cases of deliria" Abby said soothingly and patted Storm's hand that was clutching her arm. "Maybe, but he just seemed so. I don't know. Maybe I'm just paranoid" Abby smiled reassuringly. "You care about it, it's not unusual to be worried about someone you care about when something like this has happened" Strom tried to manage a smile and left. Abby watched her leave and sighed.
She pushed through the examine room doors and saw Scott look extremely interested in something on his fingernails when she walked in. "How are you feeling?" She asked when he finally decided to look at her. "Sore. Embarrassed" He admitted sheepishly. "Storm has come by to see you?" She asked and Scott nodded. "Yeah she did" Not saying anything else, Abby moved to check his charts.
"It looks like you're doing good. You're body took the transplant well" He looked confused. "Transplant of what?" "Blood. You lost a lot of it in the little.well not so little.accident you had. I panicked when there weren't any matches of your type, had to get a transfusion from someone in the school" "Who?" She paused as she busied herself flipping through one of his charts that were set on the table. "Logan Hill"
She could almost feel the air go stale around her. "Oh" Was all Scott said and Abby supposed that she was going to leave it at that. She didn't know what had happened between them, but she knew that she didn't want to get into it now. "You'll be able to leave in a few hours if you like, but I would rather monitor you for a while longer" As if Abby hadn't said anything, Scott asked. "Why did he do it?" His voice was soft and just a little raspy.
"I don't know, you'll have to take it up with him when you get back on your feet" She patted his leg companionably. "What do you know about time travel Hudson?" He asked and Abby secretly wanted to roll her eyes. "Not a lot" There was a hanging silence in the air. "I've been thinking a lot about it lately" He said. "I've heard, Storm told me you were talking about it before" He nodded and looked at her intensely through the red-lenses of the sunglasses that Abby supposed Storm had taken to him when she went to visit.
"Do you think that it's possible?" She decided to humor him. "I don't know, it might be. If it is I'd go back and do a lot of things differently" "Like what?" She shrugged a shoulder. "Like Luke Sante. Four years gone to waste" She mumbled. Scott shook his head. "No relationship, no matter how bad it seems, is ever a waste" She looked over at him and smiled. "That's very philosophical of you Mr.Summers. I think that everyone has some skeletons in their closets that they'd like to back and get rid of. So if time travel is possible then all the more power to them"
"I'd go back and save Jean, sacrifice myself" She found that she wanted to look away from him, but couldn't. "Your girlfriend?" Scott smiled sadly. "She was more then that, but yeah, my girlfriend". Abby straddled the chair backwards and rested her chin on her folded hands. "I don't know the whole situation and I didn't know her, but from what I was told, she did it for you, for all of you" Scott scoffed and turned away from Abby. "I know it might be kind of hard to believe, but I know how you feel" "No you don't," He said bitterly.
"Oh I don't? Then let me tell you a story Scott Summers. When I was 17 I was totally in love with a man named Tom Hunt, we were all set to get married after we graduated. I was going to be Abigail Hunt. Then one night he was coming over because I had cooked this huge dinner for him. Lamb, roasted potatoes. I had worked all day on it; I got a call from one of my girlfriends when I was checking to make everything absolutely perfect. She told me that Tom couldn't make it that night. I immediately jumped to the conclusion that he was with Erica, otherwise why would she tell me? Wouldn't he have called?
"Anyway I drove down to Tom's, already to tear into him. When I knocked, no, pounded on his door, his mother answered it, tears in her eyes. I was confused but I supposed that it was no big deal. I asked if Tom were there and she immediately began balling. Confused, I asked what happened which caused her to cry harder, but his brother Joel came to the door and brought me inside. He sat me down on the couch and took my hands in his. 'Abby,' he said softly. 'Tom was at the gas station getting gas when a man with a gun walked into the station,' immediately my heart dropped in my chest. 'The man said not to turn around, thinking that it was one of his friends playing a joke on him, he turned and got his head blown off'. He said the last part harsh enough that it made me want to be sick. Anyway I know what it feels like to lose someone, and the worst part of it is, the last thought I had of Tom was. 'I hate you'."
Uncontrollable tears began to roll down her soft cheeks and Scott only watched her steadily. "Well," he said as he shifted his gaze from her to his hands. "If I ever invent a way of time travel, then you can go back and change what you thought of him" Abby smiled at him the best she could and recognized that it hurt. "Tell me about Jean" Abby said and Scott let out a long sigh. "There's too much to tell," He murmured. "Okay," Abby said as she lifted herself up from the chair. "Well from what I've heard you loved her very much, and she you" He sighed a sigh, which Abby noted was choked with oncoming tears.
She went to the door but turned back to him. "If you ever need to talk, if you ever want to talk," She added. "I'll be here" Scott nodded but couldn't manage to look at her. She closed the doors quietly behind her and made her mind up to get a hold of the scientist she had met the day before.
"Sometimes the medicine can cause small cases of deliria" Abby said soothingly and patted Storm's hand that was clutching her arm. "Maybe, but he just seemed so. I don't know. Maybe I'm just paranoid" Abby smiled reassuringly. "You care about it, it's not unusual to be worried about someone you care about when something like this has happened" Strom tried to manage a smile and left. Abby watched her leave and sighed.
She pushed through the examine room doors and saw Scott look extremely interested in something on his fingernails when she walked in. "How are you feeling?" She asked when he finally decided to look at her. "Sore. Embarrassed" He admitted sheepishly. "Storm has come by to see you?" She asked and Scott nodded. "Yeah she did" Not saying anything else, Abby moved to check his charts.
"It looks like you're doing good. You're body took the transplant well" He looked confused. "Transplant of what?" "Blood. You lost a lot of it in the little.well not so little.accident you had. I panicked when there weren't any matches of your type, had to get a transfusion from someone in the school" "Who?" She paused as she busied herself flipping through one of his charts that were set on the table. "Logan Hill"
She could almost feel the air go stale around her. "Oh" Was all Scott said and Abby supposed that she was going to leave it at that. She didn't know what had happened between them, but she knew that she didn't want to get into it now. "You'll be able to leave in a few hours if you like, but I would rather monitor you for a while longer" As if Abby hadn't said anything, Scott asked. "Why did he do it?" His voice was soft and just a little raspy.
"I don't know, you'll have to take it up with him when you get back on your feet" She patted his leg companionably. "What do you know about time travel Hudson?" He asked and Abby secretly wanted to roll her eyes. "Not a lot" There was a hanging silence in the air. "I've been thinking a lot about it lately" He said. "I've heard, Storm told me you were talking about it before" He nodded and looked at her intensely through the red-lenses of the sunglasses that Abby supposed Storm had taken to him when she went to visit.
"Do you think that it's possible?" She decided to humor him. "I don't know, it might be. If it is I'd go back and do a lot of things differently" "Like what?" She shrugged a shoulder. "Like Luke Sante. Four years gone to waste" She mumbled. Scott shook his head. "No relationship, no matter how bad it seems, is ever a waste" She looked over at him and smiled. "That's very philosophical of you Mr.Summers. I think that everyone has some skeletons in their closets that they'd like to back and get rid of. So if time travel is possible then all the more power to them"
"I'd go back and save Jean, sacrifice myself" She found that she wanted to look away from him, but couldn't. "Your girlfriend?" Scott smiled sadly. "She was more then that, but yeah, my girlfriend". Abby straddled the chair backwards and rested her chin on her folded hands. "I don't know the whole situation and I didn't know her, but from what I was told, she did it for you, for all of you" Scott scoffed and turned away from Abby. "I know it might be kind of hard to believe, but I know how you feel" "No you don't," He said bitterly.
"Oh I don't? Then let me tell you a story Scott Summers. When I was 17 I was totally in love with a man named Tom Hunt, we were all set to get married after we graduated. I was going to be Abigail Hunt. Then one night he was coming over because I had cooked this huge dinner for him. Lamb, roasted potatoes. I had worked all day on it; I got a call from one of my girlfriends when I was checking to make everything absolutely perfect. She told me that Tom couldn't make it that night. I immediately jumped to the conclusion that he was with Erica, otherwise why would she tell me? Wouldn't he have called?
"Anyway I drove down to Tom's, already to tear into him. When I knocked, no, pounded on his door, his mother answered it, tears in her eyes. I was confused but I supposed that it was no big deal. I asked if Tom were there and she immediately began balling. Confused, I asked what happened which caused her to cry harder, but his brother Joel came to the door and brought me inside. He sat me down on the couch and took my hands in his. 'Abby,' he said softly. 'Tom was at the gas station getting gas when a man with a gun walked into the station,' immediately my heart dropped in my chest. 'The man said not to turn around, thinking that it was one of his friends playing a joke on him, he turned and got his head blown off'. He said the last part harsh enough that it made me want to be sick. Anyway I know what it feels like to lose someone, and the worst part of it is, the last thought I had of Tom was. 'I hate you'."
Uncontrollable tears began to roll down her soft cheeks and Scott only watched her steadily. "Well," he said as he shifted his gaze from her to his hands. "If I ever invent a way of time travel, then you can go back and change what you thought of him" Abby smiled at him the best she could and recognized that it hurt. "Tell me about Jean" Abby said and Scott let out a long sigh. "There's too much to tell," He murmured. "Okay," Abby said as she lifted herself up from the chair. "Well from what I've heard you loved her very much, and she you" He sighed a sigh, which Abby noted was choked with oncoming tears.
She went to the door but turned back to him. "If you ever need to talk, if you ever want to talk," She added. "I'll be here" Scott nodded but couldn't manage to look at her. She closed the doors quietly behind her and made her mind up to get a hold of the scientist she had met the day before.