A/N: I'd like to thank Sam and Rehsh, my only reviewers.
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X-Men: Black and White
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The man the team had rescued was rushed to the infirmary and left in Beast's care. Meanwhile, the team that had gone on the mission met in the war room to talk to Professor Xavier, Rogue and Gambit, so they knew what had happened.
Charles held his trademark stoic expression, with his hands clasped together on the table infront of him. He tapped the side of his head. "Hank has informed me on the man's care. He's on life support systems right now."
The team nodded solemnly. Charles had just telepathically informed Rogue and Gambit of the situation, so they knew.
Jubilee looked up sadly, the only one brave enough to speak at that moment. "Professor? Is he gonna make it?"
Charles sighed. "I don't know yet Jubilee. We'll have to keep an eye on him overnight. For some reason I can't reach his mind, so we still don't know his powers, or anything about him."
Jean knew. She was the only one, and at the moment she was blocking her thoughts from Xavier. She knew why Charles couldn't get into his head, and she knew his powers. Jean also knew that trouble seemed to latch on to Logan like a parasite. She wondered to herself what could have happened, how he had gotten into a situation with those werewolves. Jean stayed silent, a solemn look across her face just like the rest of them.
Xavier looked to his team leader. "Scott, I assume you've dealt with the other mutants? They're restrained, yes?"
Scott nodded. "Yes sir."
"I'll call in a few of my 'friends' in the government to properly take care of them." He looked around the war room table at all the tired faces. "Why don't you all get some rest. It's quite late and it's been a long day."
All of the X-Men filed silently out of the room, Jean a bit slower than the others.
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Remy smiled at Rogue as they left the war room and entered the hallway. "I'm goin' out fo' a drink, wanna come chere?"
Rogue smiled at the smooth talking Cajun. "Ahlright sugah, I could go fo' a drink right about now, after all that's happened." She hooked her arm around his and they walked together into the foyer.
Jubilee watched Rogue and Remy leave, leaning against the wall in the hallway with her arms crossed. "Hmph. It's not fair, I can never do anything with everyone else, I can't drink." She frowned, then stomped off to the rec room to watch some late night t.v. before going to bed.
Ororo smiled to herself as she saw Jubilee take off. She watched Scott who was still looking back into the war room, seemingly waiting for Jean. "You coming?"
He turned around with a wave. "Yeah, uh..in a second."
Ororo knew Scott felt pretty strongly about Jean, but she herself had always thought of Scott and her getting together. Ororo only wished the young leader would see it that way too. They'd been friends for a long time, always watching eachother's back. Maybe Scott would only think of them as 'just friends'. Ororo sighed and walked away. "Well, I'm going to go water my plants, then get some sleep. Goodnight Scott."
"Goodnight Ororo." Scott looked at Jean as she came out of the room slowly and started walking in the opposite direction, toward the elevator. "Hey, Jean?"
She turned around sharply, looking right at Scott, and trying to hide the concern in her eyes. "Yes, Scott?"
He opened his mouth to speak, but words just didn't come out. He stopped for a second, then looked back at Jean. Something didn't seem quite right with her. "Are you okay?"
She nodded. "I'm fine Scott, just going to get something to eat before I go to bed." she lied.
Scott nodded. "Okay, g'night." He walked away down the hall, and Jean left without saying a word.
When everyone was gone, Jean got into the elevator, descending to the lower level where the infirmary was. She only hoped that Hank wasn't there and had gone to sleep.
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As Jean reached the infirmary doors, she felt a wrenching in her stomach. She saw Logan through the glass doors, lying motionless on a bed with wires and tubes everywhere, and bandages that were almost already soaked through with blood.
Jean absently wiped a tear from her cheek, and slowly crept into the room, looking around for Doctor McCoy. There was no sign of him. Good. She grabbed a stool from the corner of the room, and wheeled it beside the bed, taking a seat. The heart monitor beeped with a steady, 'beep......beep......beep'. The pauses inbetween heartbeats were long, too long for Jean's liking. What if Logan's healing ability couldn't save him this time? He looked awful, so pale...he'd already lost so much blood. Jean let out a heavy sigh, and tentatively reached out and held Logan's hand.
"Jean?"
She pulled her hand back sharply at the sound of the familiar voice behind her. It was Professor Xavier. Jean turned around slowly to face him, her eyes puffy from tears.
Charles looked at the young girl, eyes filled with sympathy. "Could I see you in my office for a moment please?"
Jean nodded, reluctantly leaving Logan's side and going with the Professor. "Where's Hank?"
"He just went to get something to eat, I told him to take a break." he replied as they went down the hall.
Jean nodded, walking silent the rest of the way.
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Charles entered the office, wheeling around his desk and gesturing for Jean to take a seat. He looked at her with a steady gaze. "Do you know this man?"
"Yes." Jean replied evenly. She sighed, tapping the side of her head. "I guess you found out huh?"
Charles shook his head. "No Jean, I didn't pry. I had to scan him just to make sure there was no threat in bringing him here, but I found I couldn't."
Jean's eyebrow's furrowed. Now she was confused. "Then, how did you know?"
He shook his head. Xavier was a crafty one. "I didn't Jean, you just told me."
She could've sworn he just smirked.
"I saw the way you looked when we brought him in, the watery eyes...you cared for him Jean. I can be very perceptive you know, without my telepathy." He smiled. "and just now in the infirmary..."
Jean nodded, slightly embarassed she hadn't confided in him earlier. After all, he'd been like a father to her since she joined the X-Men.
Charles continued. "So, who is this man to you Jean?"
She sighed. "His name is Logan. He...he and I were together once. It was a few years ago before I came to the mansion. I was vacationing in Canada when we met. We grew close... very close, if you know what I mean. I was there for a month."
Charles nodded his understanding. "What happened?" The two had obviously parted since then.
Jean continued. "Logan could never stay in one place very long, his past would almost always seem to catch up to him. There were these...people after him. They had experimented on him, done terrible things, they even gave him these strange metal bones."
"I know." Charles interrupted. "I had a look at the x-rays."
Jean continued again. "I offered to help, but Logan refused. He said he didn't want me to get hurt. The next day, I left." She paused for a second. "I loved him Charles."
Xavier nodded, wheeling toward her. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder and she leaned into him and cried.
"I don't want him to die Charles." Jean sobbed into his shoulder. All she could think about was Logan, and perhaps she still did love him.
He sighed, trying to comfort her. "It's alright Jean...we're going to do the best we can."
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X-Men: Black and White
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The man the team had rescued was rushed to the infirmary and left in Beast's care. Meanwhile, the team that had gone on the mission met in the war room to talk to Professor Xavier, Rogue and Gambit, so they knew what had happened.
Charles held his trademark stoic expression, with his hands clasped together on the table infront of him. He tapped the side of his head. "Hank has informed me on the man's care. He's on life support systems right now."
The team nodded solemnly. Charles had just telepathically informed Rogue and Gambit of the situation, so they knew.
Jubilee looked up sadly, the only one brave enough to speak at that moment. "Professor? Is he gonna make it?"
Charles sighed. "I don't know yet Jubilee. We'll have to keep an eye on him overnight. For some reason I can't reach his mind, so we still don't know his powers, or anything about him."
Jean knew. She was the only one, and at the moment she was blocking her thoughts from Xavier. She knew why Charles couldn't get into his head, and she knew his powers. Jean also knew that trouble seemed to latch on to Logan like a parasite. She wondered to herself what could have happened, how he had gotten into a situation with those werewolves. Jean stayed silent, a solemn look across her face just like the rest of them.
Xavier looked to his team leader. "Scott, I assume you've dealt with the other mutants? They're restrained, yes?"
Scott nodded. "Yes sir."
"I'll call in a few of my 'friends' in the government to properly take care of them." He looked around the war room table at all the tired faces. "Why don't you all get some rest. It's quite late and it's been a long day."
All of the X-Men filed silently out of the room, Jean a bit slower than the others.
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Remy smiled at Rogue as they left the war room and entered the hallway. "I'm goin' out fo' a drink, wanna come chere?"
Rogue smiled at the smooth talking Cajun. "Ahlright sugah, I could go fo' a drink right about now, after all that's happened." She hooked her arm around his and they walked together into the foyer.
Jubilee watched Rogue and Remy leave, leaning against the wall in the hallway with her arms crossed. "Hmph. It's not fair, I can never do anything with everyone else, I can't drink." She frowned, then stomped off to the rec room to watch some late night t.v. before going to bed.
Ororo smiled to herself as she saw Jubilee take off. She watched Scott who was still looking back into the war room, seemingly waiting for Jean. "You coming?"
He turned around with a wave. "Yeah, uh..in a second."
Ororo knew Scott felt pretty strongly about Jean, but she herself had always thought of Scott and her getting together. Ororo only wished the young leader would see it that way too. They'd been friends for a long time, always watching eachother's back. Maybe Scott would only think of them as 'just friends'. Ororo sighed and walked away. "Well, I'm going to go water my plants, then get some sleep. Goodnight Scott."
"Goodnight Ororo." Scott looked at Jean as she came out of the room slowly and started walking in the opposite direction, toward the elevator. "Hey, Jean?"
She turned around sharply, looking right at Scott, and trying to hide the concern in her eyes. "Yes, Scott?"
He opened his mouth to speak, but words just didn't come out. He stopped for a second, then looked back at Jean. Something didn't seem quite right with her. "Are you okay?"
She nodded. "I'm fine Scott, just going to get something to eat before I go to bed." she lied.
Scott nodded. "Okay, g'night." He walked away down the hall, and Jean left without saying a word.
When everyone was gone, Jean got into the elevator, descending to the lower level where the infirmary was. She only hoped that Hank wasn't there and had gone to sleep.
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As Jean reached the infirmary doors, she felt a wrenching in her stomach. She saw Logan through the glass doors, lying motionless on a bed with wires and tubes everywhere, and bandages that were almost already soaked through with blood.
Jean absently wiped a tear from her cheek, and slowly crept into the room, looking around for Doctor McCoy. There was no sign of him. Good. She grabbed a stool from the corner of the room, and wheeled it beside the bed, taking a seat. The heart monitor beeped with a steady, 'beep......beep......beep'. The pauses inbetween heartbeats were long, too long for Jean's liking. What if Logan's healing ability couldn't save him this time? He looked awful, so pale...he'd already lost so much blood. Jean let out a heavy sigh, and tentatively reached out and held Logan's hand.
"Jean?"
She pulled her hand back sharply at the sound of the familiar voice behind her. It was Professor Xavier. Jean turned around slowly to face him, her eyes puffy from tears.
Charles looked at the young girl, eyes filled with sympathy. "Could I see you in my office for a moment please?"
Jean nodded, reluctantly leaving Logan's side and going with the Professor. "Where's Hank?"
"He just went to get something to eat, I told him to take a break." he replied as they went down the hall.
Jean nodded, walking silent the rest of the way.
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Charles entered the office, wheeling around his desk and gesturing for Jean to take a seat. He looked at her with a steady gaze. "Do you know this man?"
"Yes." Jean replied evenly. She sighed, tapping the side of her head. "I guess you found out huh?"
Charles shook his head. "No Jean, I didn't pry. I had to scan him just to make sure there was no threat in bringing him here, but I found I couldn't."
Jean's eyebrow's furrowed. Now she was confused. "Then, how did you know?"
He shook his head. Xavier was a crafty one. "I didn't Jean, you just told me."
She could've sworn he just smirked.
"I saw the way you looked when we brought him in, the watery eyes...you cared for him Jean. I can be very perceptive you know, without my telepathy." He smiled. "and just now in the infirmary..."
Jean nodded, slightly embarassed she hadn't confided in him earlier. After all, he'd been like a father to her since she joined the X-Men.
Charles continued. "So, who is this man to you Jean?"
She sighed. "His name is Logan. He...he and I were together once. It was a few years ago before I came to the mansion. I was vacationing in Canada when we met. We grew close... very close, if you know what I mean. I was there for a month."
Charles nodded his understanding. "What happened?" The two had obviously parted since then.
Jean continued. "Logan could never stay in one place very long, his past would almost always seem to catch up to him. There were these...people after him. They had experimented on him, done terrible things, they even gave him these strange metal bones."
"I know." Charles interrupted. "I had a look at the x-rays."
Jean continued again. "I offered to help, but Logan refused. He said he didn't want me to get hurt. The next day, I left." She paused for a second. "I loved him Charles."
Xavier nodded, wheeling toward her. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder and she leaned into him and cried.
"I don't want him to die Charles." Jean sobbed into his shoulder. All she could think about was Logan, and perhaps she still did love him.
He sighed, trying to comfort her. "It's alright Jean...we're going to do the best we can."
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