Author's Note: I'm back, finally!! With a long awaited chapter 6! I hope I don't dissapoint anyone. Please r/r! ;P
Chapter 6: Secrets
That night, after Logan and Jean had given Jack a bath and finally gotten him tucked away in bed, it was their turn to sleep.
Logan stripped down to his boxers and flopped down on the bed, curling close to his wife and wrapping his arm around her.
Jean smiled, holding onto his arm that was around her. "Can you shut the light honey?"
Logan reached over her, tugging at the lightswitch on the nightstand. He grunted, then turned off the light, returning his arm around Jean.
She halfway rolled onto her back, looking up at him. "What was that?"
"What?" Logan asked his wife, genuinely curious as to what she was talking about.
Jean smiled faintly, then looked at Logan, a glint of concern in her eyes. "That grunt. That wasn't one of your casual grunts Logan. You only make that sort of noise when you're in pain."
He half-smiled, a hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. "Ya know me too well Jeannie. I'm jus' a little sore's all."
She sighed, frowning at him. "A little sore huh? Honey, you don't get sore unless it's serious."
Logan half sat up in bed, leaning against his elbow. "I'm fine." He assured her.
Jean rolled her eyes. "Stubborn as usual. Now I know where Jack gets it from. Roll over." She commanded.
Logan obeyed, turning to his side as Jean began massaging his shoulders.
Jean noticed him wince and frowned. ~I hate when he does this. It must've been pretty hard out there on that mission if he's trying to hide something from me.~ Her thoughts trailed off and she continued to gently rub Logan's shoulders.
Morning came rather abrubtly for Logan, as a brown furred blur came tumbling into his room, bounding up on the bed and hopping onto his back.
"Oof!" Logan groaned, rolling onto his back and knocking the brown bundle off of him. He found himself looking into soft green eyes, that were innocent and full of spark.
"Good mornin' Daddy." Jack grinned gleefully.
Logan half-smiled. "Hey Mad Jack." He looked over to the empty side of the bed, already knowing Jean wasn't there by lack of a strong scent. His brows furrowed and he half sat up, scratching the back of his head. "What time is it?"
Jack pointed to the digital clock beside the bed. "It's 10 A.M." He grinned, proud of himself for being able to read the clock.
"Dammit, it's late." Logan grumbled, mostly to himself, although Jack's sensitive ears picked up on it.
Jack crawled off the bed. "Mommy said to leave you alone 'cuz you needed more sleep." He smiled.
Logan sighed with a hint of a smile. He looked back at his son. "Where is yer ma?"
The little wolf boy just shrugged innocently. "I dunno." Jack smiled, baring his fangs and ran out of the room. "Bye Daddy!"
Logan stretched out on the bed with a yawn, then finally rolled to the edge of the bed and stood up.
After a long hot shower, Logan walked out into the hall and started towards the stairs. When he reached the foyer, there was a loud squeel to his right and he turned to see a yellow raincoat clad Jubilee running towards him. "Hey Jubes."
Jubilee nearly knocked him off his feet as she embraced him in a hug. "Hey yourself ya bug lug." She smiled, stepping back. "Thanks for coming ta see me when you got back yesterday Wolvie." She drawled sarcastically.
"Sorry Jubes." Logan grunted. "I didn't do much when I got back besides run inta Hank and go ta bed." He chuckled.
Jubilee put her hands on her hips. "Oh yeah, I heard about that. Hank was complaining at dinner. He blamed it on you instead of Jack." She laughed.
Logan started walking past her, patting her shoulder as he did so. "Speakin' o'Hank, I gotta go talk to him. I'll see ya later Jubes."
"Yeah, yeah. See ya Wolvie." Jubilee rolled her eyes, watching as Logan walked away. She remembered when she was little, living back in bunker 117 during the war. She remembered meeting Logan for the first time, and almost instantly taking to him, looking up to him for everything. Jubilee smiled at the memories, thinking of how he helped take care of her when she was sick, then she turned towards the rec room to watch tv.
By the time Logan reached the lab, where Hank McCoy usually was if no where else, someone had beaten him to it. Jean was standing in the corner of the room talking with Hank. She had a concerned look on her face and was holding a bottle of pills in her hand.
Jean suddenly turned towards the door when she heard Logan enter. She held up the pill bottle. "Logan, what are these for? Hank won't tell me, " She glared at the blue furred Doctor who looked helpless. "he said it's patient confidentiality...even thought I *am* your wife."
Logan sighed, walking closer to Beast and Jean. "You can cut the crap Hank, it's alright. Jean darlin', I told Hank not ta tell ya anythin' yet. I jus' didn't want you worryin'."
Jean frowned, crossing her arms, the bottle of pills still in her hand. "Well now I'm worried. So what are these for? And how can they do anything with your healing factor anyway?"
"They're an experimental sedative I've been working on. The pills are very strong, so they somewhat counteract Logan's healing factor enough to be able to be effective." Beast interjected.
Jean waved a hand in the air. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a second. Sedative?" She turned to her husband. "Logan, why do you need a sedative?"
"It's ta help me sleep better Jeannie. Fer the nightmares...they're back, an' worse than ever." He frowned with a sigh.
Jean took Logan's arm and hugged him close to her, leaning her head against his shoulder. "Oh Logan." She whispered sympathetically. Ever since they had been at the institute, Logan's nightmares had gradually lessened until he didn't have them anymore. Now that they were back, Jean worried. What could have caused this? The fact that she didn't know made her feel worse. She looked to Hank. "You say the drug is experimental, and it counteracts his healing factor? As in slowing it down? Isn't that dangerous Hank?"
Beast nodded. "Yes. Very dangerous, I'm afraid. Logan hasn't tried it yet, but we've been talking about it and we've agreed that it's time."
Jean sighed, looking up at Logan as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Well, what if he takes it badly?"
"That's why I need someone to monitor him while he's on the drug. Also why I've created an anti-toxin to elimate the drug quickly if need be." Beast held up a syringe filled with orange liquid. "One injection of this will to the trick."
Logan looked to Jean for approval, then when she nodded he turned back to the Doctor. "So, when am I s'posed ta try this thing out?"
"Tonight should be fine. I'll give Jean a case with the anti-toxin, and she can keep an eye on you."
Jean and Logan both nodded and left the infirmary, Jean holding tightly to her husband's arm. She couldn't help but worry, and understood why Logan hadn't told her about his talks with Hank right away, but she was still a little mad for him not telling her.
A/N-so, what do ya think? It's been awhile since I've worked on this story, but an idea popped inta my head for another chapter so I had to type. ;P please review! It'd mean a lot. Oh yeah, and if I get more reviews, hopefully I'll be able ta get another chapter up sooner.
Chapter 6: Secrets
That night, after Logan and Jean had given Jack a bath and finally gotten him tucked away in bed, it was their turn to sleep.
Logan stripped down to his boxers and flopped down on the bed, curling close to his wife and wrapping his arm around her.
Jean smiled, holding onto his arm that was around her. "Can you shut the light honey?"
Logan reached over her, tugging at the lightswitch on the nightstand. He grunted, then turned off the light, returning his arm around Jean.
She halfway rolled onto her back, looking up at him. "What was that?"
"What?" Logan asked his wife, genuinely curious as to what she was talking about.
Jean smiled faintly, then looked at Logan, a glint of concern in her eyes. "That grunt. That wasn't one of your casual grunts Logan. You only make that sort of noise when you're in pain."
He half-smiled, a hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. "Ya know me too well Jeannie. I'm jus' a little sore's all."
She sighed, frowning at him. "A little sore huh? Honey, you don't get sore unless it's serious."
Logan half sat up in bed, leaning against his elbow. "I'm fine." He assured her.
Jean rolled her eyes. "Stubborn as usual. Now I know where Jack gets it from. Roll over." She commanded.
Logan obeyed, turning to his side as Jean began massaging his shoulders.
Jean noticed him wince and frowned. ~I hate when he does this. It must've been pretty hard out there on that mission if he's trying to hide something from me.~ Her thoughts trailed off and she continued to gently rub Logan's shoulders.
Morning came rather abrubtly for Logan, as a brown furred blur came tumbling into his room, bounding up on the bed and hopping onto his back.
"Oof!" Logan groaned, rolling onto his back and knocking the brown bundle off of him. He found himself looking into soft green eyes, that were innocent and full of spark.
"Good mornin' Daddy." Jack grinned gleefully.
Logan half-smiled. "Hey Mad Jack." He looked over to the empty side of the bed, already knowing Jean wasn't there by lack of a strong scent. His brows furrowed and he half sat up, scratching the back of his head. "What time is it?"
Jack pointed to the digital clock beside the bed. "It's 10 A.M." He grinned, proud of himself for being able to read the clock.
"Dammit, it's late." Logan grumbled, mostly to himself, although Jack's sensitive ears picked up on it.
Jack crawled off the bed. "Mommy said to leave you alone 'cuz you needed more sleep." He smiled.
Logan sighed with a hint of a smile. He looked back at his son. "Where is yer ma?"
The little wolf boy just shrugged innocently. "I dunno." Jack smiled, baring his fangs and ran out of the room. "Bye Daddy!"
Logan stretched out on the bed with a yawn, then finally rolled to the edge of the bed and stood up.
After a long hot shower, Logan walked out into the hall and started towards the stairs. When he reached the foyer, there was a loud squeel to his right and he turned to see a yellow raincoat clad Jubilee running towards him. "Hey Jubes."
Jubilee nearly knocked him off his feet as she embraced him in a hug. "Hey yourself ya bug lug." She smiled, stepping back. "Thanks for coming ta see me when you got back yesterday Wolvie." She drawled sarcastically.
"Sorry Jubes." Logan grunted. "I didn't do much when I got back besides run inta Hank and go ta bed." He chuckled.
Jubilee put her hands on her hips. "Oh yeah, I heard about that. Hank was complaining at dinner. He blamed it on you instead of Jack." She laughed.
Logan started walking past her, patting her shoulder as he did so. "Speakin' o'Hank, I gotta go talk to him. I'll see ya later Jubes."
"Yeah, yeah. See ya Wolvie." Jubilee rolled her eyes, watching as Logan walked away. She remembered when she was little, living back in bunker 117 during the war. She remembered meeting Logan for the first time, and almost instantly taking to him, looking up to him for everything. Jubilee smiled at the memories, thinking of how he helped take care of her when she was sick, then she turned towards the rec room to watch tv.
By the time Logan reached the lab, where Hank McCoy usually was if no where else, someone had beaten him to it. Jean was standing in the corner of the room talking with Hank. She had a concerned look on her face and was holding a bottle of pills in her hand.
Jean suddenly turned towards the door when she heard Logan enter. She held up the pill bottle. "Logan, what are these for? Hank won't tell me, " She glared at the blue furred Doctor who looked helpless. "he said it's patient confidentiality...even thought I *am* your wife."
Logan sighed, walking closer to Beast and Jean. "You can cut the crap Hank, it's alright. Jean darlin', I told Hank not ta tell ya anythin' yet. I jus' didn't want you worryin'."
Jean frowned, crossing her arms, the bottle of pills still in her hand. "Well now I'm worried. So what are these for? And how can they do anything with your healing factor anyway?"
"They're an experimental sedative I've been working on. The pills are very strong, so they somewhat counteract Logan's healing factor enough to be able to be effective." Beast interjected.
Jean waved a hand in the air. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a second. Sedative?" She turned to her husband. "Logan, why do you need a sedative?"
"It's ta help me sleep better Jeannie. Fer the nightmares...they're back, an' worse than ever." He frowned with a sigh.
Jean took Logan's arm and hugged him close to her, leaning her head against his shoulder. "Oh Logan." She whispered sympathetically. Ever since they had been at the institute, Logan's nightmares had gradually lessened until he didn't have them anymore. Now that they were back, Jean worried. What could have caused this? The fact that she didn't know made her feel worse. She looked to Hank. "You say the drug is experimental, and it counteracts his healing factor? As in slowing it down? Isn't that dangerous Hank?"
Beast nodded. "Yes. Very dangerous, I'm afraid. Logan hasn't tried it yet, but we've been talking about it and we've agreed that it's time."
Jean sighed, looking up at Logan as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Well, what if he takes it badly?"
"That's why I need someone to monitor him while he's on the drug. Also why I've created an anti-toxin to elimate the drug quickly if need be." Beast held up a syringe filled with orange liquid. "One injection of this will to the trick."
Logan looked to Jean for approval, then when she nodded he turned back to the Doctor. "So, when am I s'posed ta try this thing out?"
"Tonight should be fine. I'll give Jean a case with the anti-toxin, and she can keep an eye on you."
Jean and Logan both nodded and left the infirmary, Jean holding tightly to her husband's arm. She couldn't help but worry, and understood why Logan hadn't told her about his talks with Hank right away, but she was still a little mad for him not telling her.
A/N-so, what do ya think? It's been awhile since I've worked on this story, but an idea popped inta my head for another chapter so I had to type. ;P please review! It'd mean a lot. Oh yeah, and if I get more reviews, hopefully I'll be able ta get another chapter up sooner.