Once again, what ever is in between means telepathic thoughts.
Nodding, Jean started to sit up. Scott pulled her out of bed and together, they started walking to the elevator to take them to the lower levels of the mansion. Half way there, Jean suddenly stopped and clutched her head in one hand and sought to find the wall. Stumbling, Jean fell. Rushing to her side, Scott looked to see if she bumped her head on anything. Seeing that she hit it off the floor, he tried to get her to wake up.
"Jean? Jean come on wake up!" He said shaking her. "Jean this isn't funny. Wake up. Jean?"
Professor!
What is it Scott?
Jean fell and hit her head off the floor. I heard the thump.
What do you mean she fell? Did she trip over something?
No. I turned around and Jean was almost to the ground and before I could catch her, she hit her head on the ground. It looks like she fainted or something.
OK. Can you get her down here? Or should Logan come up and help?
I think I can get her down, but why would this happen?
I don't know Scott. Hank will have to tell us.
K. I'll be down in a few minutes.
OK
All the while Scott was waiting for the elevator, and in the elevator, he was trying to get Jean to wake up. He knew that something was really wrong for her to have lost conciseness. He tried as hard as he could to get her to wake up, but nothing was working. When the elevator opened, Scott ran out and down the hall to the med. bay.
Scott placed her onto a stretcher that Hank was standing by. Scott was pulled back by Ororo, as Hank began to take her vital signs. Ororo led him to a small area with chairs in it to wait. The professor and Logan helped Hank along. Scott could see Logans and Hanks backs, while seeing the grave expression on the professor's face. He knew things weren't doing good.
Hank started to prepare for surgery. Jean wasn't going to survive without it. Her liver was damaged, but not enough to have a total transplant. Hank would have to get rid of the highly infected parts. Luckily, there wasn't much. The entire operation only took a few hours. Scott and Ororo never left their chairs. They knew Jean needed them.
Hank came over to the two. Ororo gently shook Scott awake. Sitting up, he asked, "How is she?"
Sighing, Hank softly said, "We had to get rid of part of her liver. It was infected, but I don't think that it was entirely from the drinking. Has she been feeling off lately?"
"Ummm... Yeah. Last week, she missed a danger room session cause she wasn't feeling well. Logan almost killed me when I told him. When I went to go talk to her after, she said she was feeling better. We never really talked about it again. Why?"
"That might have been an indication of her liver being infected. Knowing Jean, it's been bugging her on and off for a while, and she just never said anything about it. The alcohol would have made things worse, and this is the result. I hate to say it but, I'm kind of glad you guys decided to drink. If you hadn't, and Jean didn't get sick, we might have never caught this until it was too late. By finding it now, we were able to remove the infected portion, leaving mostly healthy stuff behind. In a few weeks, she will me as good as new." Smiling, Hank put a hand on Scott's shoulders. "Come on. I know that your anxious to see her. She will be asleep for a while, due to the medication. When she wakes up, call me, and I'll check on her. OK?"
Nodding, Scott went and sat down beside her bed. Taking her hand, he gently stroked it, careful of the IV line in it.
"I'm so glad you'll be OK. Wake up soon. Please Jean."
OK, I know that this was a really short chapter, but I had written about half a while ago, but then I got busy, and my computer got a virus, and so I only got to finish the chapter today. I will try to update more often, but I am going to be gone for the summer, so I might not be able to do that. So, please enjoy!!
A VERY special shout out to everyone who reviewed. I promise that if you send me a review, I will give you shout outs in the next chapter!!
Thanks everyone!!
Nodding, Jean started to sit up. Scott pulled her out of bed and together, they started walking to the elevator to take them to the lower levels of the mansion. Half way there, Jean suddenly stopped and clutched her head in one hand and sought to find the wall. Stumbling, Jean fell. Rushing to her side, Scott looked to see if she bumped her head on anything. Seeing that she hit it off the floor, he tried to get her to wake up.
"Jean? Jean come on wake up!" He said shaking her. "Jean this isn't funny. Wake up. Jean?"
Professor!
What is it Scott?
Jean fell and hit her head off the floor. I heard the thump.
What do you mean she fell? Did she trip over something?
No. I turned around and Jean was almost to the ground and before I could catch her, she hit her head on the ground. It looks like she fainted or something.
OK. Can you get her down here? Or should Logan come up and help?
I think I can get her down, but why would this happen?
I don't know Scott. Hank will have to tell us.
K. I'll be down in a few minutes.
OK
All the while Scott was waiting for the elevator, and in the elevator, he was trying to get Jean to wake up. He knew that something was really wrong for her to have lost conciseness. He tried as hard as he could to get her to wake up, but nothing was working. When the elevator opened, Scott ran out and down the hall to the med. bay.
Scott placed her onto a stretcher that Hank was standing by. Scott was pulled back by Ororo, as Hank began to take her vital signs. Ororo led him to a small area with chairs in it to wait. The professor and Logan helped Hank along. Scott could see Logans and Hanks backs, while seeing the grave expression on the professor's face. He knew things weren't doing good.
Hank started to prepare for surgery. Jean wasn't going to survive without it. Her liver was damaged, but not enough to have a total transplant. Hank would have to get rid of the highly infected parts. Luckily, there wasn't much. The entire operation only took a few hours. Scott and Ororo never left their chairs. They knew Jean needed them.
Hank came over to the two. Ororo gently shook Scott awake. Sitting up, he asked, "How is she?"
Sighing, Hank softly said, "We had to get rid of part of her liver. It was infected, but I don't think that it was entirely from the drinking. Has she been feeling off lately?"
"Ummm... Yeah. Last week, she missed a danger room session cause she wasn't feeling well. Logan almost killed me when I told him. When I went to go talk to her after, she said she was feeling better. We never really talked about it again. Why?"
"That might have been an indication of her liver being infected. Knowing Jean, it's been bugging her on and off for a while, and she just never said anything about it. The alcohol would have made things worse, and this is the result. I hate to say it but, I'm kind of glad you guys decided to drink. If you hadn't, and Jean didn't get sick, we might have never caught this until it was too late. By finding it now, we were able to remove the infected portion, leaving mostly healthy stuff behind. In a few weeks, she will me as good as new." Smiling, Hank put a hand on Scott's shoulders. "Come on. I know that your anxious to see her. She will be asleep for a while, due to the medication. When she wakes up, call me, and I'll check on her. OK?"
Nodding, Scott went and sat down beside her bed. Taking her hand, he gently stroked it, careful of the IV line in it.
"I'm so glad you'll be OK. Wake up soon. Please Jean."
OK, I know that this was a really short chapter, but I had written about half a while ago, but then I got busy, and my computer got a virus, and so I only got to finish the chapter today. I will try to update more often, but I am going to be gone for the summer, so I might not be able to do that. So, please enjoy!!
A VERY special shout out to everyone who reviewed. I promise that if you send me a review, I will give you shout outs in the next chapter!!
Thanks everyone!!