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X-Men: Black and White
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Jean glanced at her watch as she traveled down to the infirmary. It was almost nine in the morning, and she wondered if the sedatives would've worn off by now. She got her answer as she walked in the med lab to find Logan sitting on a bed and talking to Hank.
"Hey Jeannie." Logan half smiled, raising a hand as a partial wave.
Beast looked down at the chart in his hand, then turned and smiled at Jean. "Good morning." he greeted.
Jean nodded to him, closing in on Logan. Her expression seemed stiff and unsure, almost a confused look to her face. "Were you leaving?" she asked bluntly, a hint of fear in her voice.
Logan's smile wavered and he glanced off to the side, seeing Hank step into another room to busy himself so they could talk. "Yeah." he didn't say anything for a little while then looked up at Jean with sad eyes. "Jeannie, I-I couldn't risk anythin' happenin' to you or the others around here. I knew they'd find me...it was just a matter of time."
Jean frowned, then sat on the bed beside him. "Logan, I need to know something." she took in a deep breath. "I need to know who these men are, and why they're after you. Last time you left me because of them...it just breaks my heart not even knowing...I mean...I know they did all this stuff to you...but how? and why?" she started to drift off.
Logan sighed, taking Jean's hand in his and giving it a gentle squeeze. "The soldier's that're after me...they work fer Weapon X, the facility that gave me these." he unsheathed the claws on one hand for a brief second, then they disappeared back into his forearms. "Ya already know that part..." he sighed again and continued. "They wanted me as their perfect weapon..." He closed his eyes as thoughts and images flooded his mind.
Jean's eyes started to tear as she realized the terrible process that took place for Logan to have his adamantium. As the memories surfaced in his mind, she also received the horrifying images because of her strong mental bond with Logan that seemed to have happened recently. She looked into his eyes, sensing the fear, the hatred, the anger...everything he'd felt towards these people that treated him like a lab rat. "What do they want with you now?" Jean asked tentatively, her voice shaking with fear from understanding.
"They want my adamantium back. It's expensive stuff..." he replied lowly, rubbing a hand across his arm as he stared blankly at the floor.
Jean leaned her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around him. "Well they're not getting you back Logan...I won't let them hurt you again." she could feel him stiffen under her grasp, but she wouldn't let him go. Jean's eyes started to tear, and all she could do was think about loosing him again, loosing him to Them. She wasn't going to let that happen, she couldn't.
"Jean, can I talk to you for a moment?" Hank asked, stepping back into the med lab.
She nodded, standing up and running her hand through Logan's hair before she stepped out into the hall.
"What is it Hank?" she asked as she wiped her teary eyes, glancing into the room at Logan sadly. "Did the sedatives do anything bad to him?"
Beast shook his head. "No, Logan's perfectly fine physically, and I'm happy to say he recovered from his previous injuries nicely."
Jean's eyebrows furrowed and she stared at Hank during the silence that passed between them. "Then, what did you want to talk to me about?"
Beast sighed. "Well, I'm not so sure about Logan's recovery...mentally. With what happened the other night forcing painful memories to surface, I'm afraid he's in a very fragile state of mind at the moment."
Jean bit her lower lip and frowned. "I was sensing that too. He's not really...well, himself. He seems more uneasy, distant. I don't know there's just something missing..."
Hank tilted his head to the side, looking in at Logan again, who just seemed to be staring blankly at the floor. "He could possibly be a danger to himself, and others as well...I can't be sure."
Jean nodded. "Does the Professor know?" she asked quietly, tears threatening to spill from her eyes again.
"Yes, I've already informed him. The good news is that he wants Logan to stay, for his own safety from these men, but Charles also wants to insure the safety of the others here." Hank scratched the back of his neck idly. "He said it would be best for Logan to be monitored throughout the day until he's back in a more balanced state of mind."
Jean lifted her eyes towards the furry doctor. "I can be with him. I'll look after him and everything." she was determined not to let anything happen while she was around.
Hank offered her a kind smile. "Charles thought you would feel that way. The others will be informed, just as a precaution." he started towards the elevator, looking back at Jean. "Coming for breakfast?"
"Yeah, in a minute." Jean smiled tightly as Hank walked away and she stood in the hallway for a moment in thought before going back in the infirmary.
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"Remy, what in the world are yah puttin' in that omlet?" Rogue called to him from her seat at the counter. He said he would make her breakfast, but what he was making she had no clue.
Remy smirked, glancing back at the southern belle from the stove. "Jus' some peppers, a little garlic, a dash of chili powder..."
Jubillee stepped into the kitchen, catching Gambit's 'omlet' recipe. "Yucko...chili powder in an omlet?" she scrunched her face and raised an eyebrow at the Cajun.
"Oui petite, you don' know how good my omlet is 'till you try it." he flashed her a smile then returned to his cooking.
Rogue laughed and looked around the kitchen. "Hey, where's Scott an' Ororo? I haven't seen 'em since th'other night."
Jubilee grinned devilishly. "Ooooo, Cyke an' Storm went out on a hot date...maybe they haven't come back yet." the girl smirked.
"I assure you we have returned Jubilation." Ororo said, hiding her smile as she stepped into the kitchen, followed closely by Scott.
Jubilee blushed. "Oh! Hey 'Roro...Scott." she half smiled, then quickly began pouring herself a bowl of cereal.
Scott just rolled his eyes, ignoring the sneaky look Gambit was giving him, and grabbed a cup of coffee. Just another normal day...so far that is.
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X-Men: Black and White
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Jean glanced at her watch as she traveled down to the infirmary. It was almost nine in the morning, and she wondered if the sedatives would've worn off by now. She got her answer as she walked in the med lab to find Logan sitting on a bed and talking to Hank.
"Hey Jeannie." Logan half smiled, raising a hand as a partial wave.
Beast looked down at the chart in his hand, then turned and smiled at Jean. "Good morning." he greeted.
Jean nodded to him, closing in on Logan. Her expression seemed stiff and unsure, almost a confused look to her face. "Were you leaving?" she asked bluntly, a hint of fear in her voice.
Logan's smile wavered and he glanced off to the side, seeing Hank step into another room to busy himself so they could talk. "Yeah." he didn't say anything for a little while then looked up at Jean with sad eyes. "Jeannie, I-I couldn't risk anythin' happenin' to you or the others around here. I knew they'd find me...it was just a matter of time."
Jean frowned, then sat on the bed beside him. "Logan, I need to know something." she took in a deep breath. "I need to know who these men are, and why they're after you. Last time you left me because of them...it just breaks my heart not even knowing...I mean...I know they did all this stuff to you...but how? and why?" she started to drift off.
Logan sighed, taking Jean's hand in his and giving it a gentle squeeze. "The soldier's that're after me...they work fer Weapon X, the facility that gave me these." he unsheathed the claws on one hand for a brief second, then they disappeared back into his forearms. "Ya already know that part..." he sighed again and continued. "They wanted me as their perfect weapon..." He closed his eyes as thoughts and images flooded his mind.
Jean's eyes started to tear as she realized the terrible process that took place for Logan to have his adamantium. As the memories surfaced in his mind, she also received the horrifying images because of her strong mental bond with Logan that seemed to have happened recently. She looked into his eyes, sensing the fear, the hatred, the anger...everything he'd felt towards these people that treated him like a lab rat. "What do they want with you now?" Jean asked tentatively, her voice shaking with fear from understanding.
"They want my adamantium back. It's expensive stuff..." he replied lowly, rubbing a hand across his arm as he stared blankly at the floor.
Jean leaned her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around him. "Well they're not getting you back Logan...I won't let them hurt you again." she could feel him stiffen under her grasp, but she wouldn't let him go. Jean's eyes started to tear, and all she could do was think about loosing him again, loosing him to Them. She wasn't going to let that happen, she couldn't.
"Jean, can I talk to you for a moment?" Hank asked, stepping back into the med lab.
She nodded, standing up and running her hand through Logan's hair before she stepped out into the hall.
"What is it Hank?" she asked as she wiped her teary eyes, glancing into the room at Logan sadly. "Did the sedatives do anything bad to him?"
Beast shook his head. "No, Logan's perfectly fine physically, and I'm happy to say he recovered from his previous injuries nicely."
Jean's eyebrows furrowed and she stared at Hank during the silence that passed between them. "Then, what did you want to talk to me about?"
Beast sighed. "Well, I'm not so sure about Logan's recovery...mentally. With what happened the other night forcing painful memories to surface, I'm afraid he's in a very fragile state of mind at the moment."
Jean bit her lower lip and frowned. "I was sensing that too. He's not really...well, himself. He seems more uneasy, distant. I don't know there's just something missing..."
Hank tilted his head to the side, looking in at Logan again, who just seemed to be staring blankly at the floor. "He could possibly be a danger to himself, and others as well...I can't be sure."
Jean nodded. "Does the Professor know?" she asked quietly, tears threatening to spill from her eyes again.
"Yes, I've already informed him. The good news is that he wants Logan to stay, for his own safety from these men, but Charles also wants to insure the safety of the others here." Hank scratched the back of his neck idly. "He said it would be best for Logan to be monitored throughout the day until he's back in a more balanced state of mind."
Jean lifted her eyes towards the furry doctor. "I can be with him. I'll look after him and everything." she was determined not to let anything happen while she was around.
Hank offered her a kind smile. "Charles thought you would feel that way. The others will be informed, just as a precaution." he started towards the elevator, looking back at Jean. "Coming for breakfast?"
"Yeah, in a minute." Jean smiled tightly as Hank walked away and she stood in the hallway for a moment in thought before going back in the infirmary.
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"Remy, what in the world are yah puttin' in that omlet?" Rogue called to him from her seat at the counter. He said he would make her breakfast, but what he was making she had no clue.
Remy smirked, glancing back at the southern belle from the stove. "Jus' some peppers, a little garlic, a dash of chili powder..."
Jubillee stepped into the kitchen, catching Gambit's 'omlet' recipe. "Yucko...chili powder in an omlet?" she scrunched her face and raised an eyebrow at the Cajun.
"Oui petite, you don' know how good my omlet is 'till you try it." he flashed her a smile then returned to his cooking.
Rogue laughed and looked around the kitchen. "Hey, where's Scott an' Ororo? I haven't seen 'em since th'other night."
Jubilee grinned devilishly. "Ooooo, Cyke an' Storm went out on a hot date...maybe they haven't come back yet." the girl smirked.
"I assure you we have returned Jubilation." Ororo said, hiding her smile as she stepped into the kitchen, followed closely by Scott.
Jubilee blushed. "Oh! Hey 'Roro...Scott." she half smiled, then quickly began pouring herself a bowl of cereal.
Scott just rolled his eyes, ignoring the sneaky look Gambit was giving him, and grabbed a cup of coffee. Just another normal day...so far that is.
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